Chapter 11 jack
It was nothing serious, some men were trying to molest her. I just walked past them, not interfering in their business. Since I wouldn’t want to blow off my identity as a former mafia lord.
Now back to the present,
I know the maids will be wondering for the past seven years that I always come home drunk every June 10, cried heavily with a broken heart, hit my head on the hardened wall, slit my wrists and allow myself to bleed for good five hours, after then; will take my bath and eat some crazy meals. “Pepper sauce catfish.” Well, it’s none of their business.
I always sneaked to this house. It’s one of the biggest houses in Manhattan, New York City. I’m always available on every June 10 and then varnished like a thin air onto the street as a lonely gym instructor, who can barely pay up his apartment rent. I’m excellent at what I know how to do best. “Hiding my personality, identity like a chameleon.”
“About the girl, Elliot is already into it. She fell for the tricks.” Brandon whispered loud to me. I took the napkins from the table and cleaned the corner of my mouth. I paused, trying to chew what was in my mouth before staring hard into the plate.
“Have 100 million dollars transfer to his account. He should play along like a dumb man and not blow it off. She is desperate and a money monger from what I observed.” I ordered, pulling away from the table. He nodded in agreement and crossed his hands against each other.
“How is Eliot, wife?” I asked, and he nipped his neck to the other side.
Third-person POV
Eliot runs over to the mall, hiding behind the counters where goods were displayed. He was afraid that his wife is going to scold him for transferring a giant sum of money. “Always think before you made transfer. Spend wisely” these are always her words.
But what? Why would you think when you have so much money? Money is meant to be spent, so why would he spend it wisely? At the reoccurrence of how, he had transferred”four hundred thousand dollars.”
“Now, Elliot, tell me what you used that money for?” The sounds that emanates from the wife voice was a deafening yell. He trembled and shivered like a jelly fish.
“Come out here, Eliot!” This time around, her wife voice, Linda, makes his almost catch a cardiac arrest. He uses both of his hands to pressed his chest tightly. “Now, tell me what you use the four thousand dollars for?”
“I give it to a…” He paused, running his fingers through his hair. he stopped and brings the fingers inside his mouth, chewing on them like a baby.
“I’m dying of suspense, don’t keep me hanging, darling!” This time around, the tone emanating from her voice were soothing and calming.
“I give it to a lady who said she likes me.” At the end of his utterance, he sounded like an idiot. He talked like a child who’s still learning to talk. The glare from his wife made him pissed on his pants. The wife stared around and heaved a sigh since none of the mall attendant were around to witness his foolishness.
“Eliot, did she suck your cock?” What sort of weird questions was that? Eliot looks down in shame, darting his gaze away from her. She knows his weakness, if you suck his cock, he would give you anything you so much desires. He doesn’t think a human whenever you suck him.
Do you want to be his best friend? Then just find an avenue so to suck him. “You could have invested that money in this mall. This mall would then soar higher, at the end of the year, you would have gotten some dividend.” The voice of her wife cut through his thinking.
“But I don’t want to invest, I want to spend all my worth on enjoyment.” He stated his facts, shoving his hands into his pocket. He was about to come closer to his wife when he saw her bends to her knees.
What was that? Her hands were trying to unbuckle her highly fashioned heels, but he knows what that was for. If she succeeds in unbuckling her heels, she’s definitely going to stone him, so what? He ran off to the other side of the counter, hiding amidst peeping. When Linda was through unbuckling her heels, she looked up, but couldn’t see him. “Eliot….” Comes her yelling, Eliot shrugged his head in disapproval, twitching his lips.
“Come out here, you motherfucker!”
“You’ll beat me.” He screamed back at her.
“I wouldn’t do that.” She replied in a cool voice, setting her heels.
“I’m not coming.” He answered back, wiping off the sweat off his forehead. Linda successfully takes off the other heels and tiptoed, lurking around for his hideout. Eliot catches a glimpse of her, and awaits her patiently. When she was a few inches away from his hideout, he tiptoed up while she tiptoed down. Both of them acting stupid, playing hide and seek in the Mall. “You can’t catch me…” He trailed off and hides. Linda jerked back immediately, trying to trace his voice to his destination, but another rustling sounds distract her.
Eliot tiptoed closely behind Linda, when he got to her side, he tickled her at waist, hugged her tightly, so she won’t charge at him. Linda freaked Within his grasps, trying to break loose from him, but his holds around her were firmed. His hands run cunningly to her v shape. He gently rubbed his fingers carelessly on them. Currently, he knows his wife isn’t going to stop from beating or scolding him for lavishing four hundred thousand dollars, the only way to appease her will be to, “finger her deeply.” But would she even permit him the chance when he’s willing to finger her?
He further trailed his finger into her Palazzo. Eliot was going to slide his fingers inside her pants when she opens her mouth widely and was going to lean closer to his arm. She was going to bite him, right?