25

JEREMY drove straight down to work, parked his car at the parking lot and quickly rushed into the building, and straight to his office.
He met Carrie, coming out of the office, and he frowned. He never wanted to meet her at all.
“Where you been Sir? You just left?”, she asked, folding her arms.
Jeremy just walk passed her into the office, without even as much as a glance at her, and this made her frown no end, she followed him immediately.
“Get back to your office Carrie”, he ordered as soon as he noticed she had followed him back into the office.
She instantly halted in her tracks and the frown on her face deepened. Reluctantly and without saying a word, she turned and walked out of the office.
Then Jeremy went into the suite and noticed Nancy was still in there, in the kitchen working, and he quietly came out and sank into the seat to wait for her, as he did, he reminisced over what just happened at the abandoned warehouse.
……. Hours Later …….
After the close of work for the day, Jeremy headed home together with his guards, but this time around, he headed for his mansion.
“Take me to my mansion driver”, he said to the chauffeur as soon as he entered the car.
“Okay boss”, he replied and nodded, revving the car into motion.
They got to their destination and drove into the large compound through the silver iron gate guarding the compound.
The chauffeur drove to the front of the mansion and stopped, a guard alighted and opened the car door for Jeremy, and he alighted as well, and the car drove slowly towards the parking lot.
The serene and cool evening breeze caressed his skin and he nodded satisfactorily, how he had so much missed this place.
Then he turned to look around the environment, everywhere was sparkling clean, the flowers planted around was looking well trimmed, and taken care of, he looked towards the parking lot and could see the cars sparkling clean too, he nodded satisfactorily.
The maids were actually doing their job, even though he hasn’t been around.
Having done all that, he turned his gaze to the mansion, it was a three storey building, very tall and beautiful.
Then he began walking into the mansion. As they got to the large entrance door, a guard rushed forward and opened the door, and he entered.
“Get me my stuffs from the car”, he said to the guard.
“Okay boss”, and he turned immediately to get them.
The first room he entered was as expected, the large and spacious living room. The large wall television set was on, he ignored it and continued walking further into the house.
As he got to the stairs leading to his room, he met a maid along the way. She was so shocked to see him.
“Good evening Sir, welcome”, she said genuflecting.
He grunted a reply and hurried pass her, heading for his room. Using his finger print, he unlocked his door and went into the room.
The first thing that greeted his eyes as soon as he entered was a large portrait of a young boy hung in his room. He slowly walked up to it.
Staring at the face of this young boy eventually brought back memories as he remembered vividly how Daniel, the little cousin of his, was murdered in cold blood, two years ago.
Daniel was his little cousin brother, a son of his mom’s sister, who was living with them.
He attended high school from their home, and it was just on the day after his graduation from the high school, that he was killed by a stray bullet, heralded by some mafia gangs.
This was one of the reasons he hated the mafia, and anything that has to do with them.
Daniel was rushed to the hospital after he was seen lying unconscious by the side of the road and in his pool of blood, but unfortunately, he couldn’t make it, he kicked the bucket.
It was a black Tuesday for the Petersons, Jeremy could really recall, and this Daniel, was his favourite cousin, they were so fond of each other. Jeremy had cried his eyes out on hearing the news.
In order to keep memory of him, he had made a large portrait of him and hung in his room, as a show of respect to the young boy.
He sighed deeply and then went into his bathroom to freshen up.
Having done that, he walked out and got dressed in something casual and picking up his phones, he headed out into the living room.
He met with another maid and she greeted.
“Evening. I hope you guys made dinner?”, he asked.
The maid nodded.
“Yes Sir, we did. We have always been doing”, she replied.
“Serve me”, he ordered and left for the dining.
There in the dining he busied himself with his phone before the maids brought in the food, and he was served.
It was white rice and chicken sauce, fruits and some dessert, fruit juice and wine.
Halfway to the meal, a guard came in and informed him that he has a visitor. Jeremy looked up at him, a visitor? He just returned to his mansion for goodness sake. It wasn’t Amelia, she wasn’t a visitor.
“And who is that?”, he asked wiping his mouth with the table napkin.
“I do not know boss, but I think it’s for business”, he replied.
Jeremy frowned.
“You fool! Business meetings aren’t done in the house, by evening, they are done at work”, he said and the boss cringed.
“Sorry Sir”, he said bowing slightly.
“Sorry for your miserable self. Is it a man or a woman?”, he asked.
“A woman Sir, a lady”, he replied.
“And what did she say her name is?”.
The guard spaced out, not knowing exactly what to say, for he did ask but she gave him no reply, saying it wasn’t necessary.
“Has the cat caught your tongue now?”, Jeremy asked him in a low soft voice. The guard was startled.
“Ugh Sir, she… she refused to tell me what her name is, saying it wasn’t necessary”, he said.
Jeremy crumpled his face.
“You must really be a bigger fool than I thought. So, if it was someone I never want to see, this is how you gonna play it out right?”, he asked.
“I’m really sorry Sir, let me go ask her now”, he said and turned.
“Get back here”, Jeremy ordered and he slowly turned to him.
“Let the visitor wait for me at the waiting room, I will be there when I’m done”, he said and continued with his meal.
“Alright boss”, the guard bowed and walked away.
He used almost forty minutes to finish up, and when he was done, used like another ten minutes to sip his wine.
Having fully filled, he got up, with a glass of wine in his right hand and headed for the waiting room.
The waiting room was another room of its own, located outside, you do not need to come into the house to get to the waiting room, it was just by the verandah.
So he walked out of the living room and went into the waiting room. He sighted his visitor from the door, sitting on the couch, sipping juice and watching the television, and he halted.
Holy Moly! This was Belinda, what again has she come to do? Angrily, he walked further into the room.
“You need to leave”, he said as soon as he got to her.
Belinda with surprises written all over her face looked up at him.
“Woah! So after spending all the years waiting for you here, you finally come out and say I should leave?”, she asked.
She hadn’t only sat down for minutes waiting for him, she had also done a lot of searchings to know that he was at his mansion, and not his parents house.
“Belinda or whatever you call yourself, you better leave and don’t make me force you, it’s gonna be so embarrassing”, he said to her.
Belinda smiled and got up, deliberately revealing her breasts through the skimpy gown she was putting on.
“I said you should get out you whore. Consider our deals together terminated”, he blurted out.
“Huh?”, she gasped and stopped in her tracks, horror filled her eyes.
Jeremy simpered.
“I warned you right? Now leave”, he ordered.
“You… you just terminated our business deal? Jeremy”, she said in a low soft voice.
Although he had warned he would if she ever pulls up such stunts again, but she had thought he wasn’t serious, she never knew he was a man of his words.
This was all her stupid greedy husband’s fault, it was all his. Fuming, she picked up her designer bag from the couch and stormed out of the room.
Jeremy watched her degradingly as she left.
“Nonsense!”, he spat out and walked out of the room.
*
*
The study room was quite dark, as only candles and dim coloured lights lited up the place, and a slow song played softly from the stereo.
Lord Lucas sat on his study seat moaning and growling lowly, his boxers and trousers was pulled down shortly above his knee, a half nude lady bent over him, sucking on his cock, giving him a blow job.
She was putting on just brassiere and a net black host, and black high heeled stilettos. She knelt facing him, her right hand holding onto his cock, her head down on it, and sucking vigorously at it.
At intervals, Lucas would use his left hand and smack at her butts, moaning softly and she would increase her pace sucking.
The whore had been down there sucking for almost an hour, then Lucas stretched out his right hand to the table and picked up his half smoked Indian hemp, and began smoking, still moaning as he smoked.
At this juncture, one of his men came in, and walked up to him. The whore didn’t even make move to leave, neither did Lucas stop her or ask her to leave, she still crouched down there, doing her thing.
The guy got to Lucas and bowed, then put his arms behind him and looked away, at a particular spot as he spoke.
“My Lord”, he bowed.
“Speak”, Lucas howled.
“Lord Lucas, there is a report”, he said.
Lucas frowned and puffed out smoke in the air.
“Shit! Then report”, he rasped.
“It’s concerning your lady, Boss J”.
“What about her?”, he asked removing the little ashes at the tip of the Indian hemp.
“Earlier today, there has been a gun fight involving her, and the billionaire CEO, Jeremy”, he dropped the bombshell.
The hemp fell off his fingers immediately as he slowly turned to look at him.
“Repeat what you just said”, he demanded.
“Jasira has been involved in a gun fight earlier today, and Jeremy was involved in it”, he said, speaking slowly this time.
“What!”, Lucas exclaimed and his eyes were widened.
“Hey…”, he called and spanked the butts of the whore, she immediately got the message and raised up her head, then properly wore him his boxers, and then his trousers.
Then she got up and walked away. Lucas turned to face the guy.
“What exactly happened? Were they both involved in a fight or what? Explain to me”, he said.
“From our findings, she had gone there to rescue him, she was only involved in a gun fight with the guys whom we think tried to kidnap or abduct Jeremy. She only went there to rescue him”, he explained.
“Hmm”, Lucas mouthed and his shoulders fell in disappointment.
“At where did this happen?”, he asked.
“Soweto 5”, he replied.
“The abandoned warehouse”, he muttered under his breath and looked away, visibly disappointed and angry at this piece of information.
“You can go, you can go”, he dismissed the guy and he bowed and left.
He got up and walked over to the shelf where a lot of hemps were arranged and he picked up a stick, using the lighter close by, he lit it and began smoking.
As he smoked, he reminisced over what he has just heard. What exactly would prompt Jasira to rescue Jeremy? Do they have something going on between them? Jeez! He was so disappointed and confused.
He was still facing the shelf and backing the door when another guard came in to tell him that he had a visitor.
“Who is that?”, he asked, not bothering to turn to look at him.
“He says his name is Zach My Lord, he is the CEO of Foxbook Enterprises”, the guard replied.
Lucas turned to him, Foxbook Enterprises? To what does he owe this visit?
“Let him in”, he said and the guard bowed and walked out of the room.