Miya’s POV
“Miya, what is taking you so long? We are going to be late!.” Luke, my fiancé , called out to me from downstairs.
“Just a sec. I will soon be ready.” I shouted back as I checked myself out in the mirror.
I am wearing a long strapless red bodycon dress which I specifically got for this occasion. I am accompanying my fiancé Luke to a meeting with one of his power allies. I initially wasn’t interested in attending the meeting but Luke insisted. Just like he always insisted that I go with him to every one of his meetings. Because according to him I am his good luck charm. He might be right though, because every meeting I had with him ended up successfully.
I put on a dark shade of red lipstick and then I picked up my black purse which matched my shoes and went downstairs.
“Sorry I took too long.” I apologized to Luke when I stood beside him.
“Whatever! Let’s get going.” Luke uttered and started walking out of the apartment.
I was disheartened as I followed him outside. I had expected Luke to compliment my outfits but just like usual, he didn’t. I don’t. Know what’s hard in giving me just a simple compliment. Although our three years together, he has never for once complimented me.
When I asked him about it, he explained to me that he doesn’t know how to express compliments and so I let it slide. Although it sometimes hurts. I mean imagine being with someone for three years and not once receiving a compliment from him. It hurts!
I followed Luke into his car that was parked in front of the apartment. Luke entered the car without opening the door for me. What a gentleman! I sighed and rolled my eyes as I opened the door for myself.
“Listen, this meeting is very important to me. So behave yourself and do whatever pleases the client. We can’t afford to have him get angry .” Luke warned me once I entered the car.
“Understood!.” I answered him and turned my head out of the window. Most of the time, I believe that Luke cares about his clients more than he cares about his so-called fiancée.
The rest of the ride was silent. We soon arrived in front of the elite club where the meeting was being held.
Luke parked the car in the parking lots and we held our hands as we both went into the club. We head for the VIP section upstairs. We entered one of the private booths.
Inside the booth, an aged man was making out with an almost completely naked girl who was seated on his lap. I immediately felt nauseous when I saw them. Surely we must be in the wrong booth.
I held onto Luke’s tighter hoping that he would understand that we should leave. But then Luke did the opposite of what I expected him to do. He entered deeper into the room pulling in along with him.
Luke cleared his throat; “Mr Agabus, sorry to interrupt you, we can reschedule if now is not a good time.” Luke uttered.
The old man Mr Agabus looked at us for the first time since he came into the room. He slowly pushed the lady off him.
The lady looks like she is about to protest. But then Mr Agabus whispered something into her ear before he pulled her in for a hard kiss and then let her go.
The lady walked out of the room with her head held high as if she had won a lottery. After she left, Mr Abagus gave us his full attention.
“Nonsense! Now is a perfect time. I just wanted to keep myself busy before you arrived. Please come and have a seat.” Mr Abagus said as he pointed at the seat opposite to him.
“And who might this be?.” Mr Abagus asked, looking at me in a creepy manner. He suddenly made me regret wearing a bodycon. But then I had to play cool since he is Luke’s special client.
“ I am Miya, Luke’s fiancée. It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr Abagus.” I introduced and stretched out my hand for him to shake.
“O trust me, the pleasure is all mine.” Mr Agabus said as he held my hand. I had expected him to let it go after a minute but instead he kept holding my hand and ceasing it. I was already feeling very uncomfortable.
I looked at Luke to rescue me but he acted as he is obvious to what is going on right now. And so I decided to help myself. I took a deep breath and forcefully pulled my hand out of Mr Abagus’ hand. I kept my hands to my side and started counting the minutes when the meeting was going to come to an end even before it started.