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LESLEY PERKINS’ POV
When I get into his room, I find Gary shirtless, staring down the city through the glass walls and smoking a cancer stick. How can just one guy possess this manly handsomeness. I let out my breathe and stalk to him. Wrapping my arms around him from behind I lean my head against his bare back.
“You smell good.” I whisper and he hums.
“Your arms around me is giving me wild thoughts.” He replies. I smile and unwrap my arms.
“How was your Christmas hunting.” I stand beside him and together we watch the city night life.
“Hectic, Your kid is a clothes freak.” I reply. He chuckles lowly, seeming lost in thoughts. Gary sighs after some time and turns to face me squarely.
” New year, we gonna go somewhere quiet,, far away from the press and work, just the two of us. Alone in our own world okay?.”
“Sounds like a plan.” I smile as he leans in and captures my lips gently. My insides are warm as I kiss back at once. My tongue rolled over his, sucking gently on the swell of his lips. Several minutes later, we pull away, pinky and breathless. I stare at the cancer stick and glare at him.
“You do know that smokers are liable to die young huh?.” I walk to sit on the bed and he joins me, chortling lowly.
“But I’m not gon die till I’m old and toothless.” I giggle.
“It’s only wishful thinking, how sure are you you’re gonna grow old?” I loosen the hairband, letting my hair cascade down.
“I’m Brunnie percent sure.” He winks and lay on the bed. I lay beside him, resting my head on his bare chest and trailing my fingers up and down his abs.
“Brunnie percent sure?.” I gave a small laugh.
“Yeah babe, you got that right.” I bite my lip and blush, he knows how to effortlessly make me blush. He runs his finger down my hair.
“Family is gonna be here for the Christmas party. it’s tradition. I want you to look more than good, and like Gary’s own property okay?” I smile and mutter against his skin.
“Sure boss.”
“Francis might show up, ignore him. He’s a dic k. If he dares coming an inch closer to you, I’m gonna chop off his balls.”
I cringe as I remember that horrible night he’d shown up at my apartment. I nod and get off the bed.
“I’m just gonna shower quickly.” He entwined his hands behind his head.
“Yeah, come out without a towel on.” I roll my eyes and ambled . I stop at the door and turn back at him
“Sure thing Boss!.” I drawl the last word. I hear him laugh loudly as I slam the door shut behind me.
“You aren’t gonna tell me how to live my life!” She screams.
“No baby I own you and I own your life. I’d do whatever pleases me to now come here” he shoves her roughly to the bed.
“NO!… no let me go…” She screams as tears began to spill out.
“Lesley!… Lesley!.”
I jerk awake violently, my breathing ragged. I glance around me in fear. Gary hugs my frame.
“He was here Gary!, he was here.”
“Hush, no one’s here it’s just a nightmare” he coo as he plants kisses on my forehead, rubbing soothing circles on the small of my back. I push back my hair which had stuck to my forehead cos of sweat and wipe my tears. The air condition is at the highest, but I’m feeling hot on the inside. disengage slowly.
“What was the dream about?” He asks as his soft gaze pierce into mine with concern. I look away.
“It-it was just a nightmare, I guess it’s the movie I watched yesternight with the others. I’m f–fine now” I stutter and get off the bed.
Gary watches me as I amble to the cabinet and pour myself a shot of vodka. I downed the contents, and sigh lowly. I fill the glass once more one and turn to face him. He looks suprised, probably because he’s never seen me take alcohol.
“Brunnie, you just drained a shot of vodka like it’s nothing. That’s a strong drink, and you didn’t see it as anything.” I scoff and smoothen down my hair.
“I may look so gentle, but the me inside, can take three shots of vodka without blinking.” I smirk and downed the rest contents. He chuckle and amble towards me.
“Well…. I guess I wanna know the inside you… let me satisfy my curiosity on the bed” He winks and leans in to kiss me. I poke his chest playfully and turn away from him so I had my back to him. He nuzzle my neck. I bit my lip and close my eyes.
“So…. you won’t let me in right” the chuckle….
“No way” His lips slightly graze my neck. I shiver.
“What if I make you do so?” He plants soft kisses down to the hollow of my neck. I try not to moan. I feel his bulge pressing against my bums.
“Gary … I need to fix… breakfast” I say breathlessly.
“Yeah Lesley…. you really need to fix breakfast!”
We turn at the sound of Hazel’s voive. She’s leaning against the frame and-smirking, fuck!.
“Why do you like to act like a snoop?.” Gary grits. Hazel does her low mischievous chuckle.
“How long have you been standing there?.”Gary asks as he moves to the bed, raking his hand through his hair.
“Not long, cos I don’t wanna get spoiled” She roll her eyes. I bit my lip in embarrassment.
“You knock the next time Hazel.” Gary reprimands.
“Why knock, when I can easily punch in your password?.”
“Then…. I’d change it” He interpolated through gritted teeth.
“And I would decipher it as quickly as you do” She smirks and turn to walk out of the room. I spare Gary a glance bemusedly before stalking out with Hazel.
GARY GAUTHIER’S POV
I groan as they walk out. Why can’t she behave like she’s seven for fuck sake. I sigh and My mind drifted and I remember what she had said.
*I may look so gentle, but the me inside can take three shots of vodka without blinking* I slide my hand down my face. She had said it so casually but I had held on to it. She could take three shots if tequila without blinking, definitely she has been used to it and it’s not much of a big deal to her. I rake my hands through my hair as I remember what the doctor had said.
*The girl seemed to have been a druggie, she has been injected severally with drugs.
*Not only that she has internal injuries* I sigh and shake off my thoughts. I refuse to believe all he’d said. I picked up my phone as it buzzes. Mom. I huff and swiped for the receiver.
“Hey Mom…. good morning”
“Son, how you doing” She I could mentally see her in her expensive gown and applying makeup. she’s a fashion freak.
“I’ve been good. How’s Dad?.” I stuff my hand into my pockets and make my way out of the bedroom
“Always the way he is. We’re touching down at New York in a few hours. Prepare for our arrival.” I frown and stop in front of the lift.
“Mom!, Christmas is three days away. Isn’t too early to come!” I mentally groan as I step into the elevator and punch the button for my office. I lean against the walls.
“C’mon, haven’t you missed us. Don’t tell me you are not happy about our arrival.” she says sadly. I sigh and get out as the lift opens.
“It’s… fine, I’d prepare.” I say through clenched teeth..
“That’s my boy!.” she giggled and hung up. Fuck!. I’ve got a lot on my plate lately and I don’t need more. I punch in my password as Carly greets and trail behind me. Typing and updating me on whatever.
FRANCIS’ POV
I watch as Brie packs up my stuff into a large suitcase.
“We need to be in New York as early as possible, and find a good hotel to lodge. I don’t plan on staying at Gary’s.
“Have you gone over the plan.” I ask as I scroll through my phone.
“Sure Francis…. its nothing you know” She pause and pick out a lingerie from the closet before dropping it on the bed.
“Take just few stuffs Brie, it’s just a damn boring party.” I sigh. She smirks lower her butt on the bed..
“It’s not Francis, it’s a night I would enjoy. A night for my victory. Even the devil can’t stop me.” She smiled, a dreamy look on my face. I roll my eyes as she giggles happily.
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