CHAPTER ONE

Victor took off the company's long sleeved shirt, tucked it inside his bag, climbed his scooter and zoomed off to his girlfriend's place.

Victor Mel Santos Clara was a college student on scholarship at the prestigious and overly expensive Marquez Piso university.

He had earned the scholarship from the state due to his intellectual capacity, however due to his impoverished background, he took a part time job as a delivery man and also earned a few quid from helping some of his colleagues with assignments and projects.

Due to his financial struggles, he was always a subject of ridicule among his coursemates who came from homes of prestige and affluence.

Despite all this, he counted himself lucky to have a girlfriend in Patricia who was from a well to do family.

She was also a student of the Marquez Piso university, and she rendered financial support to Victor since she was fully aware of his financial condition.

Victor however reciprocated her kindness by helping her out with assignments and other school stuff, for free.

They had been an item since freshman year and despite the huge gap in class and financial capability, Victor was determined to make this relationship work by being the guy who would always be there for her not minding the other richer guys at the university who would try to take her on a date since she was an attractive lady.

Today was her birthday and he was filled with joy because this was the first time he was going to give her a gift ever since they started dating.

The gift was a beautiful necklace and a quite expensive one infact. He had saved up half of his monthly earnings for precisely six months to buy it for her.

The since he earned about a thousand dollars, the cost of the necklace totalled about three thousand dollars, however he didn't mind the cost because to him, she deserved it, every single penny and more.

Upon reaching the gate of her apartment, the blaring noise that emanated from the loud speakers deafened his ears. "Wait, is that not DJ Golden Boom?" He said to himself as he recognised the pattern of the disk jockey who was infact a very famous one in the city.

Victor stopped his scooter outside the beautiful and luxurious apartment before taking out his newly purchased perfume and sprayed it. "Hmm this smells good." He said in excitement as he inhaled the fragrance which was pleasant to his nostrils. With that done, he felt ready for the party.

Victor wanted to move his scooter into the apartment, but when he saw the amount of luxury cars, richly dressed individuals both male and female hanging around the apartment, he moved his scooter outside the gate.

A good number of individuals outside the apartment fixated their eyes on Victor.

They wore condescending expressions on their faces due to the fact that he wore a cheap pair of canvas and his dreaded hair was unkempt.

Victor understood the reason they were looking at him, but he was determined not to feel uncomfortable at his girlfriend's party because he had it registered in his mind that he was going to have a good time here at this party with Patricia and make her happy to the best of his ability on this special day, her birthday.

As he approached the door that was to lead him into the apartment, he was obstructed by a tall muscular man, with bulging arms and double shoulders. "What is it you want son?" He asked, with a terrifying voice.

Victor's heart sunk at the sight of the bouncer, but he managed to pull himself together, and he looked straight at him. "He…hello sir." He stammered. "I…I want to…get…inside, my girlfriend Patricia is the celebrant and…"

"And why should I believe you, pardon me if I am disrespectful but I am finding it hard to believe that a girl of Patricia's caliber, would date a guy who does not know how to keep his hair tidy and wears cheap shoes, your perfume smells okay, but your shirt looks cheap and…"

"Hey, Victor is that you!" A white guy with a brown hair called, he looked like one in his early twenties, and he wore a white buttoned shirt, a pair of blue jeans and a pair of Balmain bold low sneakers.

Victor immediately turned around. "Ah, Michael, how are you?" His face brightened upon sighting the caller, who was his college soccer teammate and friend.

"I am fine man, what are you doing here?" Michael asked.

"Uh me, I am here for Patricia's party."

Michael began to look arkwadly at Victor, putting up a fake smile. "Are you two an item?"

"Kind of." Victor shrugged, as he replied shyly, however the bouncer snorted disrespectfully at Victor.

Victor noticed it, but did not react, of course he did not dare react, that is if he wanted to leave Patricia's apartment in one piece, by the way he was used to being insulted, and looked down upon.

"Wait, let me guess, you have a gift for her, in your bag?"

Victor nodded shyly. "Yes." He replied.

"Wow, that is so sweet of you - anyways, let us get into the party, who knows, she might be dying to see you." Michael put a hand on Victor's shoulder, and began to steer towards the interior of the apartment, which was buzzing with music.

The bouncer cleared his throat and halted their movement. "Uh, master Micheal, are you sure it is wise to let this cheap looking guy in, for goodness sake this is a luxury party and not a charity event for underprivileged students." The bouncer said, as he looked disdainfully towards Victor.

Michael frowned. "Wait, who are you calling an underprivileged student - do you know who this is?" He referred to Victor. "This is not only one of the brightest student in our university, but this is one of the best soccer players on our team." He said. "Watch your tongue, or I will have you dismissed from this party, and not only that, you will lose your license as a security personnel." He continued, warning the bodyguard sternly.

"Okay master, I am sorry." The bouncer said, looking overly embarrassed.

The whole place was lively, with beautiful and exotic decorations, all around the house. Loud music echoed through the apartment, and students danced energetically to the DJ's tunes, creating a vibrant party atmosphere.

Those however who were not vibing to the music being played, were either flirting around or drinking in some booze.

He glanced around the room, in search of his girlfriend, but he was unable to locate her. "Um Michael, you know where Patricia is?" He asked, looking a bit worried.

"Uh no, have you checked round the house?"

"I am looking round but I cannot find her."

Suddenly a blonde girl of average height about twenty years of age, took Micheal by the arm, it was his girlfriend. "Hey sweetie, how are you." She smiled sweetly at Micheal.

"Uh…I uh…am fine, how are you - hope you are having a good time here at the party?" He asked shyly.

"No, I was bored, but now I have met you I am sure I am going to have a good time." She took hold of his cheeks, smiled and kissed him.

Victor cleared his throat. "Um sorry guys, please I am looking for Patricia." He referred to Michael's girlfriend. He asked.

"It has been a while since I saw Patricia, but the last time I saw her, she told me she was going to her room, maybe she was bored, because she told me she was expecting her boyfriend."

Victor's eyes widened, and began to feel guilty. "Uh that is bad, I guess her room is upstairs?"

"Yes it is upstairs, the first room by your right." She replied. "Wait are you her boyfriend?" She furrowed her eyebrows, as she began to look questionably at Victor.

Victor's heart skipped at the question, however he mustered courage while he looked at the blonde lady. "Yes I am."

Upon that reply the blonde lady let out a light chuckle which was a bit condescending.

She turned to face Micheal, hoping that he would join her in her amusement but when she saw his disapproving stare at her, she stopped chuckling.

"Okay, just check her room, she should be there, if she is not there you can check the swimming pool, I am very sure you would meet her in one of those places."

"Okay thanks."

"Okay sweet baby come on let us go have some drink." The blonde lady dragged Micheal, with her and without fuss, Micheal followed her, and soon, they disappeared into the vibing crowd.

Victor was still with his bag when he set off to meet his girlfriend.

While he steered towards her room, he taught about the romance they could possibly share together.

After giving him the first kiss of his life a week ago, he ached to kiss her once more.

He even thought of the possibility of him loosing his virginity at this event.

Anyways if it was going to make her happy, he would gladly give it to her because apart from the beautiful necklace he spent about three thousand dollars to buy and his body of course, he considered nothing else of value to him to give her.

Finally he was standing before the door of Patricia's room that matched the description given to him by Michael's girlfriend.

He was extremely nervous and excited at the same time, he thought of her beautiful face and her sexy figure began to cloud his thoughts,

He imagined her lush lips meeting his as he knocked on the door, though it took a moment before it opened.

A muscular guy stood in front of him, he was tall and handsome, but he had a grim look on his face.

He was sweating, and breathing heavily which meant that he was exerting a lot of energy before Victor had intruded.

He also wrapped a white towel round his waist so he could cover his genitals.

"Hello son can I help you?" He asked with a deep intimating voice.

Victor was taken aback for a few seconds as he tried to comprehend what was before him.

A muscular sweaty man, who is half naked was just outside Patricia's room, however he mustered some courage to ask about her whereabouts.

"Sorry to disturb you bro, I was looking for someone, her…her name is Patricia have you seen her anywhere around here."

The man turned around. "Patricia, it seems like someone is looking for you."

"What! Someone is looking for me?" Patricia's voice was heard in the background.

Victor almost blacked out when he heard her tender voice.

However with the tone she used, it seemed like she was very displeased, and suddenly she appeared with a white towel she used to cover her breasts down to her private part, however her behind was still exposed.

"Who is looking for me?" She asked expressing her displeasure which was etched on her face.