The Perfect Gentleman

By Yvonne Sibanda

Forced to leave the only home she knew, Sophia Daniels gives up her freedom and becomes Sparkle the number one gem of Madam's S establishment. She is hardened in everyway from being the naive girl she used to be. Life has been cruel and she only thinks of the present. Greg has been searching for his innocent Sophie who always saw the beauty of everything in the world. Out of frustration he agrees to an outrageous plan from his friend Dominic. Such is his shock when he discovers who Sparkle is. Will the ill-fated lovers finally be together or other forces want them to stay apart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Yvonne Sibanda
• Release date: Nov 5, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463263495

Yvonne Sibanda

Yvonne Sibanda loves a good story with a happy ending. Born and bred in a small mining town of Hwange, Yvonne derives her inspiration to write from her family and friends around her. She believes that each and everyone of us is affected by the issues of the heart and therefore brings them out in her writing. To everything that has love in it, she's a softie, be it an emotional scene of a movie or novel, as she sheds a tear or two.

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The Perfect Gentleman

By Yvonne Sibanda

Copyright 2020 Yvonne Sibanda

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Table of Contents

The Perfect Gentleman

Acknowledgements

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Epilogue

Excerpt of The Inconvenient Marriage

About Author

Also by Author

Acknowledgements.

To Dr. K C Moonga, thank you for making it possible for my books to be read throughout the world, and also the encouragement to not give up, I am forever grateful for that. To my family, thank you for your unwavering support.

Chapter 1

Greg felt like taking a risk for once by doing something daring to close his current chapter in life. He had written his last paper at varsity and hence decided to join his friends as they celebrated by painting the town red. He felt it was a bad idea, yet joined them on their crazy drinking spree and stunts as they dared each other to do the most outrageous things. Responsibilities awaited them back home and the four young men knew that this was the only chance they could ever act outside the norm. All came from well to do families and their duties and responsibilities lay there.

Now inside the brothel, each wondered what they had got themselves into. Madam Susan was famous in the town with her girls. They catered for the elite clientele and she always made sure that she provided the best. The huge mansion she owned at the end of the town, beckoned to all men who could afford her services. They watched one slender girl swing on the pole effortlessly and whistled before turning to buy more alcohol at the bar. The bar they were in, looked just like any other with a stage where the strippers strutted their stuff and the bar man showed off his expertise in mixing cocktails.

A casino was located in the underground room while a few private rooms were situated on the floor above the bar. Rriightt Greg its time... Dominic his best friend slurred as he slid from the seat. Ethan had fallen asleep on the chair and was softly snoring away. Brad got up also, wobbled a bit and smirked when he regained his balance as his world stopped whirling around him. You are not drunk, he muttered to himself as he looked at Greg expectantly. Their saintly friend was in for a rude awakening.

Greg regarded his friends and wondered why they looked drunk when he didn’t feel drunk at all. He felt sober even after the alcohol he had consumed. He gulped down more, and it silkily slid down his throat and brought some warmth into his gut. He was nervous and he wandered why. Maybe it was all because his friends had convinced him to get it over with and lose his virginity. How they even came to talking about it, he wondered. All he knew was that his love was gone, the one he would have wanted to share this special moment with. She had disappeared out of the face of the earth.

Her ugly aunt with a wart reminding him of a witch had locked her away somewhere else and he couldn't find her. Off course the aunt didn't have a wart on her face, but because it was always sullen, his mind always pictured her with it.

Why was he even thinking about her and being melancholic about it. His sweet Sophie, the sixteen year old who looked twenty, had long legs that looked endless and a dazzling smile. She used to plait long braids and loved high heeled shoes even though she already possessed the body and height of a model and didn’t need them. She was his kind of woman. Greg chuckled as he pondered, he had met her when she was sixteen and it was his first year of varsity. Now she must be nineteen, ripe for the plucking.

Maybe he was drunk after all. He laughed out loud and looked to his two friends who were still wide awake as they grabbed him on both arms and whispered in unison, Don't back down now. They slowly tottered up the stairs to the rooms, holding each other for balance. They came to the room at the end of the corridor and shoved their friend in. He momentarily lost his balance and when he turned having second thoughts and wanted to escape, they closed the door in his face, giggling like school girls leaving him trapped with whichever prostitute they had hired for him.

The room was dimly lit, but he could make out a double bed which had a pink bed spread with frills on the edges. He wondered why such a scene seemed out of place. The bed, the bureau and full length wall mirror all seemed to be things that could be found in a normal bedroom of a school girl. He imagined some teddies scattered on it. He walked towards the chair at the end of the bed, settled down and waited. No backing out or he would look a fool to his friends.

She came in from another room and he watched her sashaying towards him. Her legs looked endless and every part of her was flawless. Her young breasts danced around as she walked and approached him on the chair. She was dressed in sexy lacy red panties and six inch heels. While her eyes were covered with a lacy looking mask and her lips were painted red. He chuckled realizing his friends selection was far from what they had jested they would provide, the French maid theme. She wasn’t that, what they had chosen was a temptress. He could feel his heart racing and his body tightening as he became aroused in a way he hadn’t before. As she drew closer she swayed her hips and did a dance on his lap. She smelled good, a scent that was alluring at the same time dark and mysterious. She pulled him up to his feet and led him to the bed. What can I do for you honey, she purred in his ear, before she shoved him onto it.

He fell on it effortlessly captivated by her and having a niggling feeling that something was wrong. What she was doing and her surroundings seemed to be in contrast. Greg was caught up in the moment as she skillfully caressed his chest and arms. Now he understood why the men kept on coming back to the place. His friends had mentioned in passing that they had chosen for him the gem of the brothel called Sparkle. It was actually Madame’s choice hence he was lucky to have been given her, because she catered to just a few clients, was highly prized and worth every penny or cent.

Greg pulled her towards him and tried to kiss her as he became more and more aroused by what she was doing to him. Instead he kissed her long neck. She helped him take off his shirt and stroked his well-toned chest. Sliding over his body, she tugged at his jeans and shorts as he helped her by raising himself so she could remove his clothes. She finally came back to his member and breathed some warm air on it, making him feel faint with need. She did things with her mouth he never thought possible. He grasped her hair as he enjoyed the feel of her and was shocked when her hair came off.

As he had suspected, she was wearing a wig. She chortled after she was done and asked, Did you enjoy that. Greg was in a daze. He had noticed the switch to her standard lamp was near the bed. He wanted to see this temptress that could make his body pulse the way it did. The dimness in the room wasn’t appealing to him as his mind felt like it was being played tricks on. The shadows and the body he was seeing were all wrong, not at all of the prostitute but his darling Sophie. She had been on his mind for so long, that he thought he had for some few minutes imagined being with her and not this woman. This would explain the effect she was having on him. He reached out with his hand and flicked on the switch and light flooded through the room momentarily taking both occupants off guard. Greg was well sated and feeling sleepy but when he looked at the temptress, all the drowsiness fled as he saw his hostess. She was wearing a lacy mask over her eyes but he could still identify her. He opened his eyes wide when realization dawned on him.

Sophie was caught off guard as she hadn’t expected that he would switch on the light. She used to dim them to create a sense of mystery and her clients’ preferred it that way. Out there in the real world, no one knew what she did for a living. The men also did not care to find out on how she looked like. She was still wearing her lacy mask, stuck on her skin but she suspected Greg already knew who she was, as she noted first the confusion in his eyes, the horror, disgust and finally the anger as he scowled at her.

What the hell is going on here, he bellowed, as he scrambled from the bed.

Don't shout, she advised, and this is what’s going on, you hired me for some hours, so I am giving you what you asked for. What right did he have of becoming angry? She got up from the bed and they stared at each other as if strangers meeting for the first time.

Greg ground out and remarked, You know what I mean Sparkle, is this what you have become? He glared at her as he regretted what had recently taken place. His body hummed with satisfaction and he was more disgusted with himself as he stared at her and could not chase away from his mind, the beautiful brown eyed innocent teenager he had always chatted with at the convenience store ever since he started attending varsity.

The love he thought he had lost and would never see again. He had a flash back on how every time whenever he saw her, she would be dressed in a uniform of the local girls’ school located in town. A blue shirt with a grey skirt which to him was a dull looking uniform except for the fact that it managed to show off her curves as her small waist and wide hips were clearly defined on the four panel skirt. Her legs were endless and she gave the impression of being older than the sixteen years she was. It was only when she turned and everyone caught a glimpse of her beautiful face, would they grasp the innocence and how young she really was.

Her body had matured to the point people would mistake her for being older. After school she used to work at her aunts convenience store. It was during the days when Greg came to buy supplies that he met her. She was a foodie and longed to be a chef one day. She hated mathematics and sciences. Greg befriended her and was more than happy to help her out in that front and for her grades not to be dismal hence ruining her whole report card.

He would come to the store after she dismissed from school and chat with her, admire her animated expressions as she derived joy from life. He used to marvel on how innocent she was, with no guile. The ladies he learnt with could be mean and spiteful at times, because along the way they lost that innocence that Sophie still possessed. Every time she looked at things or was fascinated about something she would have spotted or experienced, he felt like he was experiencing that with her for the first time. At times he even picked her from school and she complained as her friends would remark that she had caught herself a rich boyfriend from varsity. On Saturdays he would take her to the park where he would drive her harder as they delved into her most hated subjects.

In his third year as part of the programme he went for his industrial training. When he came back after a year she was gone. He chided himself for letting her deny the gift of a mobile phone he had gifted her with. She refused, she was always modest and candidly stated that in no way would she receive anything expensive from him. His friendship was enough. He assured her that there was nothing more to his interests in her apart from a brotherly affection; nevertheless she refused to take the gift. She giggled and remarked, I will always be here; you will find me when you come back from your attachments, except he didn't. He looked for her and even visited her overbearing aunt who informed him that she was staying with other relatives in another town.

There was no digital trail and he didn’t know how to trace her as her aunt didn’t disclose any other information. He hired a private investigator but it was as if she had vanished from the face of the earth. Now it appeared that she was Sparkle a highly prized prostitute. He pulled upon his shorts and jeans, before wearing his t-shirt. He swore under his breath, cursing and calmed his frayed nerves. No longer did he feel the desire to be with her, but he was disgusted with himself.

You still haven’t answered my question Sophie, what happened to you. He expected her to break down and weep, beg to get out of the horrible place, instead she laughed and took the wig from her bed before sauntering off to take a shower. Disbelief was etched on his face as he followed her. She wasn’t embarrassed at all when he yanked the curtain but continued sponging her neck. When he saw her fully naked and having removed her lacy mask, he cursed again, yanked the curtain back to its position and shut the door. He settled on the bed and waited. He wasn’t going to leave until she explained herself to him. The more he waited the more irritated he became and she had the audacity to start singing in the shower. After she was done, Sophie looked at a peeved Greg and got ready for her next client. She checked on her tab on what was required of her by the client and looked for the appropriate costume for that role.

Sophia Daniels, Greg ground out, as he noticed that she was ignoring him and acting as if he wasn’t in the room. He hadn’t changed at all, Sophie thought as he was looking at her in a patronizing manner, like the young naughty sister he always saw her as. His handsome face had a hard edge to it now and the lopsided grin that used to melt her to the bone was gone. She had a huge crush on Greg ever since she met him. He was charming, handsome and sophisticated. Out of her reach by all means, as she was young and the poor relation of a convenience shop owner. They were worlds apart. He came from an affluent family, while her family was just ordinary, making a living from the proceeds of the convenience store. The tuition he paid per semester for the institution he attended would settle all her bills for a year, and also enable her to put some savings on the side.

Life happened, she replied. Noting that her mouth had become a straight line, Greg decided not to push further but glowered at her conceding the round to her. He shrugged his shoulders and instead resigned himself to pacing around her room,