Money Demon

An hour later......

The black Bugatti Veyron Super sports car drives into a luxurious Villa.

The white iron gate designed with pure gold opened and the security guard got up and bowed to his boss.

The car rolled up in front of a rich fountain as the Rogers (driver) rushed out of the car to open the door.

Enzo Clinton came out of the car and his Butler rushed out of the house upon sighting his car. "Welcome back President"

"Hi Luke, how's the day?"

Luke glanced at Rogers as if to ask what's the matter with their young President. He has never answered any questions that he was asked by his employees but why is he asking him how the day went?

Enzo turned back into the car and carried Alice who was soundly asleep.

Luke widened his eyes as he saw a woman in his arms as if he saw a ghost.

Meanwhile, Enzo didn't take Alice to his home before the Movie premiere. He took her to one of his Villas in the town.

But here in Emerald Vila is where he stays. His real house.
Luke rushed to him and made to carry her but Enzo stopped her with his gaze.

He was stunned.

The president Carrying a woman in his arms? Wasn't he affected?

Didn't he have any scratches on his body?

Is the woman made or iron?
He turned to Rogers as if to ask if his eyes saw the right thing and he made an expression as if to say: that's how I also saw it.

What a Terrific dream this is.

He had received a call from him earlier to purchase some feminine things. Luke had thought it was for another guest or his grandmother and mother were visiting with prospective brides like they always do.

Who knows that the woman is their Mrs Clinton??

"President, your body is it okay?"

"Yes, I am fine"

"But President...."

"Luke, tell everyone in the Villa that this is your new madam, you must call her madam and respect her. You must give her the same respect you'll give me. Any one of you that disrespects her will have a taste of his or her own anus"

With that, he left the stunned workers and stepped into the spacious living room with marble floors.

There was a water fountain in the room making it look more beautiful and 52 inches led frameless TV.

The servants were also shocked like the other ones when they saw her but he carried her straight to his room.

He gently laid her on the huge soft bed and covered her up with a duvet before placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Have a good night's rest my wife"

*
I woke up with a splitting headache and found myself in the middle of a huge bed. I looked around the room and noticed that it was a male's room, given the black and grey color theme of the furniture and everything else.

Where am I? This is very different from where I slept yesterday.

Did Enzo take me to a hotel?

I tried sitting up, but to my surprise, I was naked. I gripped the bed cover to my exposed chest, feeling a wave of panic wash over me.

I touched my genitals to check if any injustice had been done to me but found none.

I stood up and rushed to the bathroom, only to find another heaven on Earth. The bathroom was almost as big as my room in my father's house. Everything was neatly arranged, including pajamas and Pikachu-themed clothes.

I took a purple and small Pikachu pajama set that seemed to be my size and left the room. "Heavens know what this money demon has done to me," I murmured as I walked through the big living room, looking around like a lost sheep.

The living room was even bigger than the one I saw yesterday, and the number of servants around was also much greater.

"Who builds a water fountain in the house? Does he have so much money to waste?" I wondered aloud.

Still pondering, I saw a middle-aged man by the end of the fountain bow to me. "Good morning, Mrs. Clinton," he said.

As he spoke, every other busy servant became alerted. "Good morning, Mrs. Clinton," they chorused. I was stunned. I was starting to get used to my new title as Mrs. Clinton. "You are...?"

The middle-aged man bowed again. "I am Luke, the butler of Emerald Villa. President is having his breakfast now. You should have yours too, madam."

"Yes, sure. Would you mind leading me there?"

"Yes, madam," he replied.

As I followed Luke, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of awe and confusion. How did I end up in this extravagant place, and why was Enzo being so mysterious? My mind was racing with questions, but for now, I decided to focus on getting some breakfast and figuring out what was going on.

Minutes later,

I reached the dining room, which was quite a distance from the living room. Enzo sat there, looking relaxed in comfy home clothes, his posture perfect at the gold and silver dining table, elegantly sipping his coffee.

Sensing my presence, he looked up and smiled, revealing his beautiful set of teeth. I furrowed my brows and walked towards him, stopping a few meters away. His handsome face made my heart skip a beat. I sighed, calming myself before moving closer.

"Good morning, Enzo. I have something to tell you," I said.

"Small wifey, you have to eat first before anything," he replied with a calm demeanor and gentle gaze.

"I'm so sorry, but I can't wait to have breakfast. I have to go to the training center today. There's an important lesson I must not miss," I insisted.

"What lesson?" Enzo asked, still calm as if it were nothing much.

"Well, it's a practical class. We're learning how to use electric sewing machines and other equipment. This is a rare opportunity that I don't want to miss, Enzo," I explained.

Enzo smiled and pulled me over, making me sit on his lap. His calmness made me want to cuss at him. "You promised me that you'd let me continue my studies. Are you going back on your promise now?"

Without answering my question, he brought out his phone and dialed a number. "Yes, Enzo Clinton on the line," he said.

"Liverpool Fashion College, Fashion Designer Class 5. Can you tell the instructor to change the practical class time?"

"Yes... 12 pm is okay."

He hung up after the call. I was speechless.

"Now, can we eat breakfast with peace of mind now that your class is shifted?"

What a money demon indeed. He even changed my class time with just a phone call.

"ALICE, YOU JUST STRUCK AN OIL WELL... NO, A GOLD MINE!" I heard my heart scream.