CHAPTER 6 Determined to find her
Orla sighed softly and walked to the door, she sniffed to catch the scent of her guest and then sighed in relief. She knew that scent, it wasn’t who she feared that it was, rather it was her madam from the brothel.
She opened the door and came to face the middle aged woman who wasn’t smiling at all.
The lady walked in without waiting for her to say so, she went straight to her couch and sat down.
Orla groaned softly and closed the door, then she walked to the lady with her arms folded in each other.
“Have you lost your mind, orla? What happened last night?” She queried.
“What are you talking about Susan?” Orla replied with a question of her own, sounding blunt and disrespectful while trying to remember what had happened the previous night.
“Huh? What has come over you? You are really asking me that? Well, why don’t you explain why you left the brothel without notifying me first, you know the rules.
Secondly, the door to your room had been broken and I believe you should have an explanation for that too.
Oh, that’s not all, a man was found unconscious in your room, what did you do to him? Were you trying to get us in trouble with the cops?
And it was reported that you left the brothel with a really rich guy, so why weren’t you answering my calls? Were you avoiding giving me my percentage? You know you can’t escape from that, I know everything that happens in this city,” she rattled
Orla sighed and shook her head slightly, not knowing where to start from. But did she even owe this woman an explanation?
“Is that why you are here?” She queried and the woman looked at her in surprise. She wondered where Orla had found this new courage, perhaps her client had paid her really well.
“You know you can’t talk to me like that, I made you what you are, don’t forget that!!” She fired.
Orla scoffed. “Don’t be so full of yourself, I never really needed you or your so-called help, I have been the one making money for you, well not anymore, I want out.” She announced.
“What? That is rubbish, you can’t leave whenever you want,” the lady fired and stood up. A look of disbelief on her face.
“Oh, sorry if I made it sound like I was asking, I am actually telling you that I am done, please leave my house and don’t ever come back.” Orla ordered
The woman was silent for a while, trying to decipher the emotions in her eyes, then she chuckled.
“Do you realize what you are doing, Orla? You are playing with Fire, I could ruin your life, you little slut… I hope you realize that!!” She fired.
Orla chuckled and pointed to the door. “Do your worst, the door is that way, get out!” She ordered with a stern voice.
“Fine, I would leave but this isn’t over. You can fly, little butterfly, but don’t forget you would eventually have to perch on a flower, you will regret doing this and come back begging me.
I don’t know what your new client promised you, but the moment he is fed up with a whore like you, then it’s game over for you baby girl, I will see you around,” the lady blurted, she huffed and grabbed her handbag, then walked to the door.
Orla inhaled and exhaled heavily, then she walked to the door and closed it. She didn’t want to go back to that brothel anyway, if she did, then Logan would find her.
“Wait… you are trying to tell me that you found your soulmate in the brothel yesterday? And she was in another man’s arms?” Baetholomew asked, with his one sided smile
Logan furrowed his eyebrows in disapproval of the way his friend spoke about his mate. “Yes, that’s what I said,” he replied plainly.
“And then you had sex with her and she ran off this morning, Oh man… that is Preety messed up,” Bart said and chuckled. “So what do you intend to do next?” He added.
“Find her of course, I am going after her,” Logan replied.
The young Alpha werewolf was in his office, his friend who also worked in the same company had come to catch up. Well, Bart enjoyed chatting more than doing his job, the only reason he still had a job was because his best friend was the CEO.
“Hmm… look man, I don’t know much about werewolves and mates, but I know women… as someone who visits this sex workers regularly and as your friend, I’d advice you to let her go,” he replied.
“Huh?” Logan muttered with a wrinkled face. He was surprised that his friend wasn’t supporting him.
“Yes Logan, I know that no woman is perfect, but you come from a respectable home and you deserve someone that can fit into your lifestyle, someone that belongs in your level.
Apart from that, a sex worker is a bad idea for a wife. What do you think people would say when they find out that your wife was a sex worker? Do you know how many men she might have slept with in this lifetime, what if I am among the men who have laid with her?” Bart queried.
Alpha Logan frowned on hearing that. “ I don’t care about any of these things, and you have not slept with her yet, she knows you by the way, thanks to your fame for womanizing and clubbing.” He retorted.
“Does she know me? Really? What is her name, let’s see if she lied. I mean, I have taken one third of those ladies to bed, so who knows?” Bart chuckled.
Logan didn’t find this funny at all. “Her name is Mona,” he replied, his eyes fixed on Bart.
“Hmm… nope, I don’t think I know her,” Bart muttered while scratching his head.
“Good, because I would have broken your arm otherwise. Like I said, I don’t really care about what she has done before now, I only care about my future with her.
I felt this special connection to her, Bart… I want her and I would stop at nothing to get her, she is my mate and we would spend the rest of our lives together, no matter what.” Logan states in finality.
Bart threw his hands in the air. “Alright, I see you already made up your mind, so I won’t try to convince you otherwise, I just hope you are not making a mistake,” he said with a genuine look of concern on his face.
“Thank you, I have a feeling that I am making the right decision.” Logan concludes.
Like his best friend said, his mind was made up. He wanted his destined soulmate as his mate and wife, and he would stop at nothing to get her.
To be continued!!