“What are you doing?” Christian asked sounding shocked.
“Coming with you” I told him pinning my hair up.
I unboxed the high heels and started putting them on.
“No” he said hysterically. “Jenna, don’t even look at me like that, don’t”
“Well, I’m coming with you, I was invited and it’s been long I went to a party.. you look breathtaking by the way, so hot in that suit” I thought of fucking him while he had the suit on… Maybe later.
He frowned and doesn’t react to my compliments.
“I came to tell you goodbye and stay safe, and that’s what I’m going to tell you”
“Baby, I want to come with you, to make sure you’re safe”
“To make sure I’m safe, I’m going to have extra work because you are there I’m going to be paranoid”
“I promise to stay out of the way”
“You can’t come. It’s dangerous, I’m going there to kill someone”
“You say that like you’ve been an assassin since you were nine”
He crossed his hand over his chest.
“First time I killed someone I was nineteen.
I froze.
Nineteen?!
I didn’t want to react to anything he said, my ultimate plan was to be unfazed so he would give you and and let me come with him
“And I’m coming with you on this one”
“Why?”
“Because it’s going to be your last, that’s a vow”
“Okay” he said calmly.
“Let’s go then”
I said walking to the door.
He reluctantly pulled it open and I kissed him on his cheeks, when I pulled out there w as a lipstick stain, I cleaned it and walked out of the room, behind me I heard him sigh.
We reached the mansion, Christian was stopped be security at the gate and he handed them his invitation card, they checked it and let us in.
Chapter parked his car beside the other expensive ones and he left me into the beautiful building.
We walked past a Zen garden and into a High ceiling living room. There were wealthy people standing around and talking, immediately we got in women turned to look at Christian and they gaped at him, then they turned to glare at me.
“All the men are staring at you” Christian said irritatedly.
I didn’t notice the men at all.
“The woman are checking you out too” I told him.
We kept our company to ourselves and checked out the paintings, but I knew that Christian was not checking out the paintings, he was calculating in his head, planning.
“Hi, Mr Christian..”
I turned around and saw a tall man with broad chest. He had a bald head and a face that look incapable of smiling.
He stretched out his hand to Christian who just looked down at itand looked backup.
“Is Mason ready to talk?” Christian asked, I could tell the man was scared of him.
He looked down at me and I stopped breathing. He was a scary man, if he was scared of Christian then he was really more dangerous that I suspected.
“He’s always ready. I’ll tell him you’ve arrived”
The man left and Christian kissed me at the side of my head.
“Wait here, don’t move.. I’ll be back in two minutes. Don’t talk to anybody” Christian left.
A waiter walked past me and I lifted a glass from his tray.
“I thought pregnant women don’t drink” A scratchy voice said. I flinched and the glass slipped from my hand and fell to the floor in a loud crash.
I turned and the owner of the voice was Mr Mason, he was here and this time was escorted by two muscled men. The man’s eyes watched my every move and I felt the need to run away from him.
“No I we, I would have only taken a sip” I told him.
He looked down at my belly as if to know wether I was really pregnant or it was a lie, I was wearing a flat dress.
A cleaner arrived and started cleaning up the mess.
“Come one everyone, keep partying” Mason said and all the people watching turned away.
He touched my elbow and held me there.
“Come” he said pulling me up the stairs.
I tried to fight him but I didn’t want to look scared.
“My fiance went to the bathroom” I told Mr Mason but I knew he already knows that because immediately Christian left me, he came out of hiding.
Mr Mason didn’t even act as if I was talking. I stopped walking and his grip on my elbow tightened.
“Mason” Christian said behind us and I remembered how to breathe. Mr Mason release me immediately and he smiled a kind of smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
“Mr Christian” he said in his old beat up voice.
Christian held out his hand and I went to him, he raised my elbow , I couldn’t see but he frowned at what he saw.
“I see you were about to take my fiancee” Christian said, that he didn’t bother to hide the calm rage.
“I was not stealing her away from you, trust me Mr Christian, I was only trying to give her a tour of the house”
Christian held me tight and gave me an ureadable look.
“I got your message, so let us not waste any more time”
“Your fiance was about to have alcohol.. I see that she doesn’t care anything about the baby by being here”
This mna always spoke with word play…. He was certainly not talking about the alcohol at all but about the fact that things might get ugly and yet I chose to come when I could get killed and lose the baby.
Christian gave a ghost of a smile and he turned to me.
“Is that true?”
“Yes.. I kind of forgot” I said.
. Christian stretched out his hand and ran his fingers along my eyebrow and then my jaw, there was something different about him, something utterly dangerous.
“When we get home I’ll punish you, maybe next time you’ll remember” I didn’t know if he was saying it to put up on act or he was serious.
It was as if this was another side of Christian I had never witnessed before, heat spread through me and I felt the wetness build in my pussy.
He leaned in and kissed me, when he pulled out his eyes were shinning with dangerous delight.