The following evening, Michael grabbed the card he left on his table and took a glance at it. Should he go? He asked himself.
After much thinking, he took his phone and left the house.
He called for a cab that took him to the place. Arriving at the clubhouse, loud music blasted his ears. The smell of weed and smokes from cigarettes made him choke. He was looking for her but there was no sign of her.
Did i come to the wrong place? He brought out the card to check if he was in the right place. The card confirmed that he was. He was about leaving when he felt a tap on his shoulders. He turned only to find her dressed in a black g-strings and black cupped bra. He had to blink so many times to make sure he was seeing well. She was beautiful, curvy, sexy and all he has ever wanted but he had no idea why he couldn't have her.
"I thought you wouldn't make it." She held his hand and took him to a vacant seat. The music finally stopped and she looked at him and smiled. "It's my turn to perform, keep your eyes locked on mine." she placed a soft kiss on his lips before leaving.
Eleanora mounted the stage and everyone screamed and hailed her. "Yo! As you all know me, I am Eleanora and I am ready to make your nights memorable." She turns to look at Michael and when she saw he was staring at her, she winked at him before turning back to her audience.
A soft music began to play and Eleanora went to the pole and did her thing. Her dance was seductive and captivating. Michael couldn't help it, he knew he was definitely going to bang her tonight.
After the dance was over, the crowds applauded her. She bowed her head and was about to join Michael but someone pulled her and touched her ass.
She turned and found out the person was drunk so she allowed it to slide. She wanted to leave again but the drunk dude, pulled her and wanted to lay with her. Michael got up from his seat and punch the dude on his face, making him to smash some bottles.
The dude's friends came to meet Michael and they started fighting with me for hurting their friends.
"Who the f**k do you think you are to come and get our girl?" one of the friends asked before punching Michael on his cheeks.
Michael held Eleanora and whispered to her to leave and he would join her. Eleanora ran out of the club while Michael had to face the five guys standing in front of him.
He looked at their muscles and how body built they were, he knew he was no match for them. He stepped back a little and with every step he took, they approached him and after charging at him, Michael took a table and pushed it towards them before running out of the club.
He looked for Eleanora but she was not in sight. He walked closer to get a cab when he saw someone familiar being molested. He rushed towards them and when he got closer, he saw that the person was Eleanora with two guys trying to forcefully have their way with her. He got angry and beat up the guys, and took Eleanora away from there as they both entered a vehicle.
They got down from the vehicle and Michael saw how people were looking at her and how she was trying to cover up herself with her hands. He unbuttoned his shirt, pulled her close and wore the shirt for her. The shirt covered her up a little and she was happy about that.
She stared at him for a long time before placing her lips on his. She pulled away after she found out he didn't kiss her back and thanked him. She was about to leave when he pulled her close and returned the kiss to her. Eleanora wrapped her hands around his neck and Michael pulled her closer as they both kissed passionately.
After pulling away from the kiss, Michael stroke her hair and told her to spend the night over. "I can't let you go home all by yourself not with all that happened?"
Eleanora smiled. "Is it because of what happened or do you want me to stay?"
Michael knew she was trying to get words out of his mouth so he said this, "How about this?" they walked together while he continued talking. "You are not fully dressed and it's risky for a dancer like you to be out all alone. You have no idea who you might turn on and would just come after you, I am just trying to avoid you from getting into trouble with them." Eleanora nodded. "And also," he stopped, grabbed her hand and said, "I want you to spend the night."
Eleanora chuckled. "You could have just said so instead of beating around the bush." she filled the spaces of his fingers with her hands and he took her to the house.
They got to the house and Eleanora said she needed to bath if he could get her some of his clothes to wear for the night. Michael agreed and showed her the way to the bathroom while he went to get some clothes for her.
He was searching his bag for the clothes when his eyes caught a picture frame he hid among his clothes. He took it out, sat on his bed and gaze at the picture for so long. He was lost in thoughts.
***Flashback***
Eleanora grabbed his phone when he wasn't paying attention the moment he turned and figured what she was doing, she was quick to take his picture and it turned out pretty amazing.
Michael got angry at her and snatched the phone from her. "I have told you several times, no pictures," he was about to delete the photo when she pleaded to him not to and that he should send it to her before deleting it. He sent the picture to her but forgot to delete it.
Few weeks later, going through his gallery, he saw the picture and the more he looked at it, the more he loved it. He knew he hasn't taken pictures with her before so he was glad to have this one and he paid for it to be framed.
***Reality***
"I can't believe I forgot to delete it that day." He smiled as he stroke his hand on her picture. "Why am i just realizing now how much I love you?"
"Um, sorry to disturb." He turned and found Eleanora with a towel wrapped around her body and a towel wrapped around her head. He turned the picture over to hide their faces. "I knocked but there was no reply so I thought maybe you were busy." she noticed him hiding it but didn't want to pry, at least not yet.
Michael quickly searched his bag for a short and t-shirt and gave it to her. She collected it and looked at him and said, "Who is she?"
She was curious because she knew something or soemone must have made him behave the way the first time he met him, not to talk of when she told him her name and how he reacted.
"Um..." Michael looked at the picture that was lying on the bed and at Eleanora. He didn't know if he should be honest with her or not.
She noticed he was agitating and didn't bother to press forward with the questions. "It's fine if you can't tell me, i am sure it's personal. I will go get dressed now." she pressed the dress on her chest before taking her leave.
She was halfway to the door when she heard, "Her name is Eleanora...Eleanora Bell..." Eleanora turned when she heard her name. "...and she is my ex-girlfriend." Eleanora froze. Michael went to take the picture and showed it to her. "That was why when you told me your name was Eleanora, I was speechless because that was my ex-girlfriend's name."
She took the picture and looked at it. She smiled when she saw the picture. "So what happened?" she looks up at him.
"It's a long story."
"I have got the whole night." She smiled at him, returned the picture and left to get dress.
Michael looked Nora's picture again and for once, he felt the urge to change and he was going to start by being honest with Eleanora.