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AMELIA was just not expecting to see Jeremy at the door, and not just at the door, but at the exact time she was meting out a punishment to a maid.
“Urghhh”, she muttered under her breath.
“Hey baby, ha… hi”, she turned to drop the plate on the counter and then began walking up to him, towards the door.
“Good evening Sir, welcome”, the maids all greeted, genuflecting.
“Hi, you are back from work, welcome”, she said as she got to him.
Jeremy scoffed and looked around, at all the maids, mostly the red haired that has just been punished, at the ingredients on the counter, and then back at Amelia standing before him.
“Yeah I’m back, you didn’t tell me you were coming”, he said and began walking away.
Amelia was embarrassed at his reply, she just smiled to cover up and then turned to the maids.
“You…”, she pointed at the chef maid and she straightened up.
“Yes ma’am?”, she replied.
“Go on with the cooking, no mistakes. And as for you…”, she pointed at the red haired girl, “I will be back”, she concluded and dashed out of the kitchen, heading for the living room.
“Baby? Wait up”, she called out to Jeremy, who already was about taking the stairs.
Jeremy stood.
“What is it?”, he asked.
“What was that?”, she asked.
“What was what?”.
She shrugged her shoulders.
“That statement. You said I didn’t tell you I was coming. For goodness sake Jeremy do I need to?”, she asked.
He nodded.
“Sure”, he shortly replied.
“Why?”, she asked, opening her arms.
“Because it is my house Amelia, you are coming to my house”.
“As your fiancee”, she kept on arguing.
“As a visitor”.
“Huh?”, she mouthed, obviously taken aback, “as a… what?”, she asked.
He tilted his head.
“You heard me right Amelia, as my visitor, by the way, what was that for?”, he asked pointing his right hand towards the kitchen.
She rolled her eyes.
“She wasted, I had to punish her”, she said.
“She is my domestic staff and not yours, be careful on the way you do things here”, he said and was about walking away.
“Babes your house is my house too”, she said.
“Lest I forget…”, he halted in his tracks and turned to her, “what is this madness with you and my assistant?”, he asked.
Jeez! Amelia almost jumped out of her skin, how had he known? Who the hell told him huh?
She blinked her eyes, twisting her lips.
“I… I only just had to do what I ought to”, she replied, deliberately avoiding his gaze.
“Know your lane Amelia, remain on it and don’t get into mine, I have warned you”, he said and then walked away, leaving her standing and watching him leave.
She fumed and punched her right fist into the air as soon as he was out of sight.
“Damn it! Carrie, you had the guts despite my warnings”, she said staring into space, “I am coming for you this time”, she said and then walked away, towards the kitchen.
Jeremy got to the door of his room, Nathan was already standing by it and waiting for him, carrying his iPad and suit.
He bowed as soon as Jeremy got to him. Using his fingerprint, the door opened and they both entered.
Nathan walked straight to the center table and dropped the iPad, then to the bed and dropped the suit, then he stood aside, his hands behind him.
“Any other thing to do Sir?”, he smartly asked.
“None for now”, Jeremy who was standing in front of his dressing mirror and looking into his phone said.
Nathan then bowed again and left the room.
As soon as he left the room, Jeremy walked up to the door and locked it up, then he began undressing, getting ready to freshen up.
Few minutes later, he was done and was now in a white polo and white shorts.
He was about sitting on the bed to rest a little when a knock came on the door.
He sighed and got up, he already knew who it was, nosey fiancee.
He got to the door, opened it and began walking back to the bed, without even as much as a glance at the intruder.
It was Amelia, she just quietly slipped in and locked the door behind her. She turned to see him about flopping into the bed and hurriedly ran up to him, wrapped her arms around him and they both fell on the bed.
“I’m so exhausted Amelia, I do not need this play”, he said tiredly.
She smiled.
“You really need rest baby, take a day or two off work, come on, it is your company”, she said.
He said nothing to her but just closed his eyes. She was lieing on top of him, she was putting on shorts, he was putting on shorts as well, their bodies were in contact. She was also putting on a crop top, he could feel the pressure her breasts were making on his back.
Then as if on impulse, she began rubbing on his arms, caressing his skin and calling him pet names.
Then she rose up a little to pull off his clothes and that was when he stopped her.
“What do you think you are doing?”, he thundered the question and pushed her aside, then sat up.
She was startled instantly, her eyes were widened in astonishment.
“Since we began dating you haven’t even touched me, what is it Jeremy? Are you into men?”, she shouted the question.
What!
He immediately raised his right hand up like he wanted to hit her, and she let out a scream and jerked backwards, using her arms as a shield over her face.
“Don’t ever say such word about me again, ever, in your life”, he said and got up, then walked towards his dressing table.
Amelia watched him, her face turned extremely sour already.
“Is dinner not ready yet?”, he asked as he picked up a comb and began combing his short hair.
She looked away and replied under her breath.
“It is, I actually came to tell you that”.
He turned to her.
“And you began telling me something else huh?”, he questioned and turned back to the mirror, dropped the comb and walked up to the door.
“I want to lock my door”, he said to her.
Reluctantly, she got up and angrily walked out of the room and straight to the dining, leaving him behind.
…. Time Elapse….
Time for bed came, as dinner had already been taken. Amelia followed Jeremy to his room, insisting on spending the night on his bed.
Jeremy said nothing to that, and let her have her way. As long as she was gonna remain just on her lane.
“I will be spending the night in your room babe, and on your bed”, she said to him as they ascended the stairs.
“Suit yourself”, he replied, and she smiled.
Jeremy locked up the door as soon as they both entered and walked up to the sofa, took out his laptop, and began working on it.
Amelia watching him already working frowned, and decided to find something herself to get busy with, since he wasn’t giving her the attention she needed.
She looked around the room, only the television on the wall seemed to be the available item.
She walked up to the television set, picked up the remote control on the media furniture and walked to the bed.
Then she sat down comfortably and using the remote control, selected a movie to watch, and she began watching. An eye was on the television, and the other was on Jeremy.
She was still watching when she noticed him picked up his airpods and placed on his ears, she sighed, and continued with her movie.
Minutes later, he abandoned the laptop and picked up his phone. Without minding Amelia was in the room, he began chatting up with Jasira.
@Jeremy_Petersons: Hi beautiful lady, good evening.
She replied almost immediately, like she was waiting for the text.
@JBaby: Hi CEO, good evening.
He smiled and sat comfortably into the sofa.
@Jeremy_Petersons: Hmm, I hope I am not eating into the time of a beautiful lady tonight?
She smiled and shook her head like he could see her.
@JBaby: No, you are not.
@Jeremy_Petersons: Alright. So can she tell me how her day went today?
She shook her head to think.
@JBaby: Nothing special, just a few hangout with friends, and then fun.
@Jeremy_Petersons: I see.
They continued chatting, talking about so many things, discussing so many issues. Sometimes Jeremy would laugh, and Amelia would just glance at him.
All these laughs and smiles of his right there in her presence was causing commotion, as Amelia was no longer herself. She became restless and wasn’t concentrating on the movie anymore.
“Who else is he chatting with? If not that useless assistant of his”, she muttered, biting her lips as she did, “I know it is her, I know”, she said.
As she sat, stealing glances at him, she began thinking of what to do, thinking of how to snatch that phone from him and tell the useless assistant off.
“Mmmm”, she fumed, fisting her right hand.
About twenty minutes later, the opportunity came, on one of her glances at Jeremy, she saw him dozing off, phone still in his hand.
She looked away and dropped the remote control on the bed, twisted her lips and slowly got up, then she began walking up to him stealthily, tiptoeing.
She got to him and stopped, waved her left hand on his face to be sure he was sleeping, then she carefully took the phone from him.
Her aim was to go unlock the phone and check out who really the lady he was chatting with, was, for she knew it was a lady.
As she turned to leave, a hand roughly grabbed her on the left wrist and she froze.
“What the hell do you think you are doing Ame?”, the voice asked.