TENDING TO THE STORM

CHAPTER 8

  "So how was your first day of work? "Lilly said with a tray in her hand as she strode into the kitchen with Lizzy trailing behind her.
   "It was... Interesting "she said hesitantly .
  "Really? "Lilly said with accusing eyes, not quite believing her .
  Lizzy nodded.

   Getting another round of drinks, she replied as she strode away to go serve customers.
  "Okay. I'm glad" and that was the last conversation they had all throughout the night.

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Blake couldn't stop thinking about Lizzy. He couldn't stop himself from worrying.
   Downing his drink in one gulp, he went straight to get dressed.

    Getting into his Rolls Royce sweptail, he drove straight to where he last left Lizzy. He imputed the coordinates into his GPS.
    
     Stepping into the neon lit club, the music was blazing as strippers danced on poles for men's attention and for the cash flow.
   He felt sick to his stomach seeing men, businessmen and prestigious men for that matter drinking and possibly paying for entertainment at a place like this.

   He didn't have to look far before he saw Lizzy.
There she was putting on a skimpy black dress and an apron
with a net Pantyhose and high heels.

    He watched as she waited tables with a smile on her face. He felt his blood boil from just seeing her here.
 
   One of the men making inside jokes about her hotness got the glaring of his life when he caressed her.

        With murderous intent, he moved in her direction as she strode out,with a tray in her hand smiling stiffly.
  He could tell, she wasn't enjoying this.
   Before he could get to her ,some man who looked too big to be here dragged her back causing her to momentarily loose balance.
     "Hey,beautiful"the man slurred out.
Blake felt his fist tighten.
  "Sir ,please let me go. I have to get to other customers" she said struggling to get her hands free.
    "I can make it so you don't have to work here anymore".He stood to his full height,inching towards Lizzy.
  He was burly.
   Lizzy could see it clearly and one of Mr. stewart VIP customers.
  She gulped.
"Sir,i have to go. I'll come attend to you later. You don't have to worry"she said trying to wrangle her arm free but he held on tightly.
    "Sir,stop,you're hurting me"she said still trying to keep her balance with the tray,to avoid it toppling over.

    She tried to shift the weight of the tray but it wasn't working.
       The man inched closer to her,invading her space.
In her struggle to move away from him and his hands holding her firmly,she accidentally dropped the tray and the glasses shattered.
    The hard slap right across his face was the most shocking thing Blake had ever seen
     The man loosened his grip on her.

    Just when she was about to run,he caught her again and raised his other hand to hit her in fury..
  "How dare you?!"he clenched his teeth.
  
    Lizzy flinched in preparation of what was to come. She waited but nothing came and right before she could raise her head to find out why,she heard a crack,then toppling over ,broken tables,blows...

   She looked up to see what was going on.
There he was shoving the man into the next table. She couldn't get a good look at the man because of the overhead blue light but when he stood,she finally saw him.
   
    She gasped, eyes wide.
It was Mr. Blake!
    Confused, she stared as he punched the man repeatedly , even as the bleeding man begged in surrender. He just didn't listen.

   Lizzy had to jump in to save the asshole. She touched Blake's shoulder to reassure him and to bring him back to reality.
   He finally calmed down and pulled away from the semiconscious man.

    Mr. Stewart ,the club's manager came running in with two bouncers she recognised worked here. They tried their best to resolve the conflict as soon as he recognised Mr. Blake.

    "Mr. Stone, am so sorry for the... Inconvenience. It was a little mishap. "Mr. Stewart explained
Blake ignored the ass kissing,bag of shit and turned to scan Lizzy, searching for bruises.

He saw the imprints of the man's hand on Lizzy's arm. He turned back to the frantic man.
  "I  want him arrested for sexual harassment and assault. "He ordered.
   To no-one's surprise, that's exactly what the manager did even though it would cost him to loose his best customer.

   After all the commotion had died down and the man locked up, Blake dragged Lizzy out of the club and forcefully put her inside the car, using the seatbelt to restrain her.

    "Tell me your home address "he demanded.
She kept silent, clearly she was annoyed. She folded her arms and ignored him.
   He sighed, then got into the car, started the ignition and drove away from the club.

  "Fine, don't tell me. You're sleeping in my house tonight. "He spoke.

   He was driving at an extremely fast speed in his fury.
  
     "I left my things there."she said softly.
   "I'll send someone to pick it up"he answered.
   "What about my roommate? She's still there! "She asked.
"And I'll send someone to pick her up!"he raised his voice.
 
    "Can you please take me home? "She demanded.
"No"he stated.

       She wasn't in the mood for arguments, so she sighed and sat back in her seat as he drove through the streets of Manhattan with the illuminating glow of the city.

    She didn't know when she dozed off. But her last conscious sight was the whirl of the city and the thought of the man who was slowly creeping into her heart.
       Tomorrow was another day...

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