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RIGHT there on the bed was the partly nude body of Amelia, in his bedroom, on his bed, dressed in her undies only, and sleeping peacefully. What!
He pulled up a disgust face and walked further into the room, quietly so as not to awaken her.
He got to the bed and looked her over. Hmph, the pink brasserie and G-string pantie which she wore was actually inviting and sexy, but the person wearing it wasn’t.
He snorted and looked away, towards his closet. He walked up to it.
As he looked for a proper pyjamas to put on, his thoughts ran wild. Why the hell would Amelia dress in that and sleep off? What happened to her pyjamas? Or… was she really thinking he was gonna…
He laughed out, leaving the remaining words hanging in the air. He had laughed for so long before remembering someone was there in the room with him, and he gasped, then subconsciously glanced at her, cupping his right hand over his mouth.
She stirred and turned over, giving him the view of her butts properly. He swallowed hard, then dropped the pyjamas he had already taken out of his closet.
He walked up to her, grinning from ear to ear and licking his thin pink lips.
Well, wasn’t it just to have her on bed? There were no strings attached, just a night with her, or wasn’t it what she wanted anyway?
As soon as he raised up his right hand to gently stroke on her butts, the beautiful face which he had seen earlier at the bistro, came flooding his head, in full force, coming and going, coming and going.
“Jeez!”, he exclaimed and instantly withdrew his hand, like he was bitten by an ant.
Then he splayed the hand on his forehead and growled deeply. What was that? He instantly felt weak to continue what he was about doing, and without as much as a glance at her, he turned and walked back to his closet.
Without ado, he picked up the pyjamas which he had dropped, and then quietly left the room.
He got out to the hallway and walked up to another room, two doors away from his, and he entered, locking up the door behind him.
As soon as he got into the room he looked around and nodded satisfactorily. This was his favourite guestroom and had always been.
He flung the pyjamas towards the bed and it landed safely, then he dashed into the bathroom to have a quick bath.
Few minutes later, he was out and dressed in his pyjamas. Then he took up his phone and scrambled under the duvet.
He saw a message notification and he tapped on it, it opened. He sighed as his eyes went through the lines of the text, it was just a reminder from his personal assistant, that he has a business meeting with some business associates the very next morning.
He continued playing with the phone and when there was nothing more to play again, he dropped it and slept off.
? Next Morning ?
The bustling and shuffling of feet on the tiled floor along the hallway, filtered into Jasira’s ears waking her up.
She stirred and turned, then opened her eyes, yawning. She got up and without much an ado, dashed into the bathroom. She needed to get ready for the day’s job.
Having done that, she dressed up, as usual in her crop singlet, jacket and trousers, but this time, it wasn’t black, it was army green, all green.
She then stood before the mirror to primp up her hair. As she was doing that, a soft knock came on the door.
She subconsciously looked towards it and then walked up to it, to unlock. She did and popped her head out to see who it was, it was a maid.
“Oh, Sandra”, she called and held the door open for her to enter.
“Good morning Boss J”, she genuflected. She was holding with her a yellow laundry basket, a few clothes were inside.
Jasira got it immediately.
“For laundry?”, she asked and turned to her mirror, picking up the hair brush on the dressing table.
“Yes ma’am”, she replied shortly.
“You can go get them, they are in the usual place”, she said and began brushing her hair.
The maid genuflected slightly and walked up to the closet in the room, and then she opened it.
At the last rack of the closet were the clothes which needed laundry. She dropped her basket and began packing the clothes into the basket. As usual, they were just jackets, trousers and crop singlets of different colours, mostly black.
They weren’t even that dirty as they still had the scent of the perfume that was sprayed on them. That was how her clothes always were.
Sandra finished up with the clothes and then closed back the closet. She turned to leave and saw Jasira still standing in front of her mirror, she was holding up her hair with hair pins, and Sandra wondered if she ever let it flow, it was always tied.
“Um, ma’am, breakfast would be served in few minutes, His Lordship also asked me to send for you”, she said.
Jasira sighed.
“Thanks for the info”, she said.
“You are welcome ma’am”, and she walked out of the room.
Jasira finally finished from her dressing in front of the mirror and walked to her bag, which she had kept on the sofa in the room.
She sat next to it and unzipped it, then she brought out the files from the previous night, which contained the contracts she had taken to Mr Damon to sign.
In a jiffy, the events of yester night’s events came flooding back into her head, as everything replayed like a movie before her.
The most remembering of all was that of the beautiful man at the entrance of the bistro.
Suddenly she stopped what she was doing and began drooling away, thinking about him and his handsome features.
God! Who the hell was that man? Probably a ghost, because he is just too clean cute to be human, jeez!
She had sat there for like five minutes drooling when she realized herself.
“Oops”, she mouthed and immediately hit her left hand on her head.
“Come on Jasira you need to get this thoughts off your head, okay? There is nothing like love, do not fall a victim”, she muttered to herself and then laughed out.
Having brought out the files, she zipped up the bag and got up, taking the files with her. Then she picked up her phone from the dressing table and straight into her trouser pocket.
She took a last look at her beautiful self in the mirror, and then she opened the door and left the room.
She walked through the hallway, passing by some maids and members of the Mambas Organisation as she went. They all greeted her, bowing slightly or genuflecting.
On getting to Lord Lucario’s study, she met two of her guys talking. They immediately saluted as she got to them.
“Boss J!”, they hailed at her.
A wry smile appeared on her lips.
“Hey Mico, hey Nikky. Morning”, she said to them.
“Good morning Boss J, your guys are loyal this beautiful morning”, Mico said.
“Yes boss, we always are. Any bucks?”, Nikky asked, licking her lips.
Jasira laughed dryly. The girls especially, always asking for bucks.
“You know what? Meet Falon to hand you a thirty”, she said.
Falon was her account officer and would never give out money to anyone except she tells him to. So she was gonna call him to that effect.
A big smile appeared on Nikky’s face as she raised her two hands in salutation, then she stamped her right foot on the ground.
“The boss!”, she hailed.
Mico laughed, girls and money. He turned to Jasira.
“By the way boss, we heard what happened yesterday. Kylo and Greg had told us everything, momma, you are the best”, he said.
She smiled. It was nothing actually, she was only doing the job she knows how to do best and defending herself. She shrugged.
“Ahhh boss, you should have released a bullet into his balls, order than smashing into it”, Nikky said, revealing a pained face.
Jasira laughed.
“I actually thought of doing that Nikky, but you know, if I did, I wouldn’t be here this morning talking to you, I would be in jail rotting out my ass”, she said, looking sternly.
Nikky nodded, it was true though.
“Don’t mind her boss, she is a lady that’s why she reasons that way”, Mico said.
“Hey…”, Nikky said.
“Ugh ugh, nope”, Jasira interrupted Nikky, waving her right index finger at Mico, “not allowed, no chauvinist is allowed here”, she warned and Nikky nodded in affirmation.
“Oh!”, Mico mouthed, “alright boss, alright, taken”, he said raising up his two hands.
“Besides, I am not one”, he said.
“Better for you”, and then she turned to leave, “see you guys later in the day”.
Mico called her back.
“Boss please, a question”, he said and she turned back to them.
“Yeah?”, she demanded.
“Um how about the mission we went for few weeks back, concerning Tagged’s mother? That elderly woman is still in our custody”, he reminded her.
She sighed and nodded.
“I know. Don’t worry about that, matters would be related to you guys in due time”, she replied.
Actually, he was right in reminding her, this woman had been in their custody for weeks, no sign from Tagged for the mother to be released, nothing. He wasn’t ready to do the bidding of the client who had employed their service.
“Alright boss, as you wish”, he said.
“Thanks Boss J”, Nikky said to her as she walked away and she nodded in response.
Jasira finally got to Lord Lucario’s study and met the door ajar. She entered.
***
Jeremy woke up the next morning as early as possible, infact he had planned to do so just so as to escape that pest.
Before six thirty, he had rounded up things, dressed up and left for the office, even before the whole family was awake.
His ride was already on standby, his guards already surrounded the Toyota Glanza, waiting.
Although he never liked this version of him always moving around with guards, but his father insisted he must. The CEO of Petersons Kiddies World isn’t supposed to be moving on the street alone, right?
Well, trash that. Jeremy wasn’t scared, why would he be? His hands are clean as far as he was concerned, he has been trying his possible best to keep them clean.
Never indulging in brawls of any kind, with anyone, always careful when making promises and doing his best to keep the ones he makes, always staying very far away from women that are already other men’s properties, wives, baby mamas, sugar mommies, fiancees and girlfriends.
Rumours even had it that whenever he felt the urge to have a one night stand with either a whore, call girl, stripper, prostitute or a randy business associate, his guards always do their own investigation on them, just to be sure they were singles, and not in anyway tied or connected to any man.
Always trying to immediately settle any rifts that comes up between him and friends, business associates, and buddies alike. Always making sure of whatever business contract or dealing he is having with business associates before embarking on it.
And most importantly of all, never trying to have anything to do with the crime lords and their associates or cohorts, for he knew they were so many of them in New Jersey, and their easy targets was always billionaire CEOs like he is. So he avoided them like poison.
So with all these precautions he had been taking for many years now, who on earth would still want to harm him huh? Hmph, he snorted.
“Only demons and devils would”, he muttered.
As soon as he came out of the house, one of them rushed up to him immediately and took his briefcase and iPad away from him, then led him to the car.
“Good morning Boss”, he greeted and he grunted a reply.
The back door was already held open by another guard, and he entered.
The guards entered as soon as he did and the driver revved the car to motion immediately. The headlights lit everywhere as it was still a little bit dark.
Then slowly, they drove out of the parking lot and then out of the gate, heading for the office.
***
Amelia yawned, opening her mouth so wide as she did. With her eyes still closed, she turned over and began using her left hand to gently stroke on the other end of the bed, hoping to get hold of her fiance, after all, this was his bed and he was supposed to sleep here right?
She stroked everywhere, up, center, down, yet, she didn’t touch him and instantly, she opened her eyes to see an empty bed.
Huh?