"Master! Master!" Alexander, his P.A., called, opening the door with a heavy breathing sound, and suddenly his eyes quickly darted on us, causing him to pause on his track as he was about to pull in himself.
His eyes widened and his mouth fell open wide in shock as he found Dickson on top of me with his boxer. "Master, I'm I'm I'm" he stammered, swallowing heavily and startling on the ground
"I'm sorry, master. I should have knocked first. I forgot" he said in a timid voice, pulling out himself quickly.
"Come back here, Alex!" Dickson called in a cocky voice, commanding while jumping down from me and grabbing his trouser on the floor.
Alexander stopped on his track after hearing his command and reopened the door slowly.
"Wait there outside for me" he ordered, changing up into a night rope. "And you? Wait for me," He said, pointing at me with clenched teeth, who was sitting on the bed and waiting for him to go so that I could use that opportunity and bell myself out of his hands.
I hissed at his word and ignored him while opening the door and running, causing a smirk to crawl out of his lips.
"Good evening, ma!" Alexander greeted me after I walked out.
"Evening, Mr. Alex. How are you?" I answered, flashing him a smile and a wink, causing him to grin
"I'm fine, ma'am" he answered,
"Okay," I said, walking away after shaking his hands while grabbing my night robe with my other hand.
But my wicked husband stood there staring at me with his cold eyes as I walked away, ignoring his gaze and his presence.
I could imagine the kind of hurtful thought that was going through his mind at that moment.
Letting out a relieving sigh, I strapped myself down on my bed after locking the door and taking a deep breath.
"Such a controlling bitch!" I scoffed. Thank you, Alex, for belling me out of his hands. What a perverted husband!" I murmured, letting out a soft chuckle.
"He's really a controlling type. Imagine the way he called his P A, commanding him as if he were a little boy. What a jerk!" I muttered as my mind quickly took me back to his kisses.
"Hm. Such a perverted husband. What a jerk! He messed my brain up with his kisses. I couldn't think straight anymore, and my body quickly squirmed and adapted to his touch. Why was it that easily" I sucked in some saliva at that thought.
My lips began to tingle, I quickly bit it to suppress it. " He would have slept with me if not because of Alex. What a jerk!
What did I just get myself into? I ended up fighting instead of saying what I wanted to say.
I didn't know that he was such a perverted bitch, I wouldn't have gone into that room.
I thought maybe he would do something else, not knowing that his mind was full of junk.
Though, I enjoyed the kiss, no doubt. His lips tasted so good" I swallowed at the thought. " For the first time I got a kiss from a guy, it was such a numerous and fantastic experience to be kissed.
I couldn't explain how it made me feel. I wanted to give in and kissed him back, but I quickly recalled that it was a contract marriage
It was so overwhelming that I couldn't control my desire for him at that moment but since it wasn't a real marriage, I didn't want to do something that I would regret tomorrow" I slapped my head and pinched my cheeks to stop the thought but it kept rolling in my brain,
Causing my body to vibrate and yearn for his touch. Thankfully, my eyes became heavy as sleep gradually controlled them.
I let out a wide yawn and positioned myself on my king-size bed before dozing off.
....
"Alex, what is it that you couldn't call me on the phone to tell me, uh?"
"I'm sorry, master!" He gulped in saliva. " What I heard on the news this evening is so touching, and it isn't a phone matter.
That's why I ran all my way to inform you" Alex explained calmly in a nervous tone, looking down.
" Okay. Then, tell me," Dickson said, leaning his shoulder on the door frame and crossing his arms together on his chest.
"Mandela has been kidnapped this night" he answered nervously.
" What!? Who does that?"
" Master, I don't know, but I suggested Mr, Edison to be the one in action," Alexander said, assuming.
Dickson stood there staring at a space while biting his bottom lip to calm himself down
After a while, he let out a wicked smirk and turned his gaze to Alexander, saying
"I know that whoever is behind this chaos is doing it just to get me because they knew that she was my girlfriend, but they have failed." he chuckled evilly and nodded his head.
" Yeah, I knew their tricks but they have missed their way because she is no more anything to me," he scoffed.
" If I would get involved in her matter it would be because she doesn't have anybody to save her.
Um… Alex, go. Find out more information about this case and let me know tomorrow morning," he said, and he nodded.
"Okay, Master. I will" he answered before leaving.
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CLARA'S POV
I slowly rolled myself on the bed, and suddenly the bright morning sun shone, striking directly into my eyes through the glass window and causing me to blink my eyes.
Opening my eyes and yawning while stretching myself, I heard my room's door sound as someone knocked at it.
"Who is that?" I asked in a wakening voice, sniffing.
"Good morning, ma'am! It's Maria, ma'am" Maria answered.
" Morning, Maria! What is it?"
"Ma'am? Master is calling for you in the dining room. He said he wanted to see you before left for work," She answered, causing me to roll my eyes and hiss in disgust as my mind suddenly took me back to the event of last night.
"Okay. Go. I'm coming" I answered in a low tone after a while of contemplating as I lost an excuse to give.
Frowning and murmuring something in my breath, I stood up and walked out to meet him. "I'm here," I said after arriving, cutting his attention to myself as he was engrossed in his meal.
He took in a breath and let it out. "Good morning, Mrs. Dickson!" He jokes with a smile, greeting.
I rolled my eyes and groaned in anger for calling me that. "Please Mr. Man, what do you have to say?" I asked with clenched teeth, folding my arms together on my chest and breathing a little heavy.
"Point of correction: I'm not Mrs Dickson. My name is Clara Smath" I corrected in a low but angry tone, eyeing him hard in dismay and looking away,
He chuckled at my expression and shook his head. "You better maintain your steeze to avoid those maids from knowing what is going on."
I furrowed my brows angrily and hissed at his words as every statement that he made kept causing anger in my heart.
"Hypocrite, you want me to pretend like you" I murmured but got shocked by how he heard it as he answered with a chuckle
"You better be a pretender. It's for your good" he said, smirking and earning a glare from me.
"He's really enjoying this," I mumbled, standing up while glaring at him as my heart began to enrage. "I'm leaving 'cause I'm not ready for you this morning," I said, hissing
Taking a few strides away from my seat and hissing in displeasure, I felt someone's warm palm engulfing my wrist, causing me to stop on my track.
I slowly spun my face down to the hand on my wrist and through it to the person that held me and caught him staring at me with his soft eyes that suddenly sent shivers down my spine and caused my heart to melt
I slowly swallowed the lump in my throat and began to scan his eyes, down to his pink lips. Suddenly, the flashback of last night's kiss struck my mind, sending goosebumps all over my body.
He cleared his throat after a while and took me out of my thoughts, causing me to frown with a deep groan.
"What?" I asked sarcastically, yanking my hand away from his while glaring at him.
"What did you want to discuss with me last night?" He asked, continuing with his meal.