chapter 3

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Daniel's POV

Evening:
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Hanging out with my friends was really stressful but fun. They dragged me around from one bar to another, then shouted,jumped, rolled on the ground ,mingled with girls, and ran about like kids. It was funny because we were all drunk.

When we reached the house, the place was already full of people, and the maids were busy roaming about with wine and attending to guests. As drunk as I was,I managed to get a place far from the guest to sit with my friends. As we sat down, it was Jack who spoke up first.

" Hey Danny,from this night onwards, you need to have fun because in less than 5 weeks, you won't get this opportunity as a bachelor again."

"Yeah, unlike moi. I still have girls to mingle with."

Max said while chuckling.

"Bro,you really need to enjoy this night and other nights of freedom left. We can even get a girl that would help you take your mind off the wedding for a while."

Jack said as he motioned a servant to come and fill our cups with drinks.

"Well, I'm okay. I don't really need a girl."

I said as I took a sip from my cup.

"Oh please, only four weeks,man. Come on,you need to enjoy it with everything you've got. "

I heard Lewis say. We chattered for a while until our drinks got finished, then Dave called another maid for a refill. When I set my empty cup on the table and looked up, I saw a different maid.

I could tell she was new because she seemed to tremble when she poured the wine. She poured a little too much because the cup overflowed. She apologized, and the guys laughed at the scene.
She poured the wine into my cup, and this time, her trembling hands made her spill the drink on the table.

"Whoa, take it easy,girl."

Jake said in a harsh mocking tone.

"I'm so sorry sir ."

The girl said using a napkin around her neck to wipe the wine off the table.

"Say, what's your name girl? " Jack asked.

"Bessie, sir. "

she replied.

"Danny,"

Jack said.

"How about her? ".

I turned towards his direction almost immediately.

"No no no no. How can you think of something like that? "

I said with a bit of fear laced in my voice..
Then Max scooted close to me.

"Look, Danny, I know she's black 'n' all, but talk to her. Get to know her. After all, it's just for tonight. And, after getting to know her, if you still wanna hang with her, then it's your problem."

"Well..... "

I said, still doubting.

"Oh, come on, Danny. "

Max groaned, then turned to look for the girl who was leaving.

"Pssstt!!, Bessie. " he called. The girl turned, and he motioned her with his fingers to come.

"Your drink is getting cold."

Max said with a bit of alarm in his voice that I laughed. When I took the drink, it tasted a bit sour and had a hint of bitterness when I swallowed.

"Gee, where did this come from? " I asked, squeezing my face.

"Oh, it came from the horse down the stables,"

Lewis said, and we all roared with laughter. Jack then said,

"Get up and go talk to the girl, coward. "

I closed my eyes and drank the remaining wine and got up grumbling,

"I ain't no coward. "

I said to myself as I motioned the girl to follow me upstairs. My head was spinning, so a place far away from the noise was what I needed. And the place is my room.

"What did you say your name was? " I asked, starting a conversation

"My name is Bessie, sir. "

"And...... how old are you? "
I couldn't help but ask, while looking at her smallish body.

"I-i'm 20 years, sir. "

She said that like she was trying to hide something.

"Ok? "


I said or rather asked doubly.

"So... What made you want to work here? "

I asked again since I did not know what else to ask

"I.. "

she bowed her head. It was obvious she was shy around me. But what can she do. A white talking to a black.

I continued to ask her unnecessary questions because I was drunk, and that was when I noticed that her soft voice was making me feel different.
I could no longer hear the faint merry making downstairs as I kept looking at her.
What is happening? I noticed that my passion started to grow as I started to caress her cheek.. Wait, why am I doing that? Before I knew it, my hands were travelling down her body.
I could see the slight discomfort in her eyes as she looked at me questionly.

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