The audacity! The fact that she continued walking without so much as looking back to answer his query was galling enough for Jason. He had no idea why but the girl infuriated him with almost everything she did. She was going to learn who was in charge! As much as he would have liked to shout at her and demand that she answered him, he merely folded his arms and smiled in a chilling manner when he saw that she threw him a furtive glance before she took the turn that lead to the kitchen. “Did she expect me to run after her like a mad man? Silly twit” he thought to himself before he speed dialled a number on his phone and only said “Bring her to the gazebo. Quietly, do not startle the kids” “Yes, sir” a sound said on the other end and he disconnected the call as he tucked his car key back into his pocket and he took the back door instead. A toned-muscled gardener looked up from his task and bowed slightly in Jason’s direction, he nodded back in greeting and went on his way. An o

They barely saw each other in the next few days after their altercation. Jason knew it was ridiculous but he would rather feel that way and stay away from that volatile girl than have her rile him up again within the blink of an eye. Damned if he knew why she was able to get under his skin that fast.He had given her specific instructions through Isabella and though he had expected her to rebel against him just for the sake of it; so far she had been cooperative.She was to stay away from his kids.She was to resume her work as the intern manager of acquisitions and she was to listen to and obey the manager who would be her direct boss. She was not allowed to run amok in the city or go anywhere without informing Isabella first.She was not allowed anywhere near his room or his office at all times. She was not allowed to seek an audience with him. If she wanted something in the house, she was to ask Isabella. If she needed something in the office, she was to ask her direct boss.Jaso

"She did what?!" Jason jerked up in bed and quickly looked to his side to see if had woken his kids. They had insisted on sleeping in his bed the night before instead of in their room and he couldn’t help but think that they were sort of conscious of his sour mood despite the excitement he mustered when he saw them. He sighed a little when Jasmine merely turned over in her sleep, rolling most of her lower body over her brother. The latter was dead to the world as he slept on unaffected. Jason quickly left the room to speak more normally. “Sir? Can you…are you still there, sir?” he heard as he put the phone back to his ear. “Yes, yes, I am here. What the heck were you talking about?” he asked instantly, ignoring the night chill buffeting his bare upper body. “I am so sorry about this, sir. It all happened so fast that the nurses on duty couldn’t do anything to stop her. She had all the necessary papers for evacuation, sir. And a caretaker to take care of the body too. Everything was

“Fuck this!” Sonia screamed in frustration as the long tail attached to the transparent spandex gown she had on, dragged through the suspicious liquid on the floor of the toilet. She looked at herself in the mirror and almost smashed her hand hard against it before she checked herself at the last minute.Common sense was not the reason for the restraint. It was more about the exorbitant rate that the club owner would make her pay if she broke anything again. She swallowed her intended yell of frustration when the door opened and a couple of guys entered. They gave her see-through gown a leery look and one of them came close to smack her butt as he suggestively whined his waist.“What’s up, Dame Pipi! You want some action?” he said with a drunken slur, and his friends laughed as well.“Go fuck yourself.” Sonia sneered as she threw the brush in her hand aside and stomped past him. Their roar of laughter followed her and she gritted her teeth when she remembered that she didn’t tell thos

Excited about their new find, Jason momentarily stemmed any thoughts regarding the images that were attached to the email that Millicent sent to him. He couldn’t track her location through it because the mail had been programmed about two weeks earlier from his home. So, all he got was his address when he tried that route. “Silly, sneaky girl” he muttered to himself as he wondered what she was up to. Simon was back from Girdwood and all he got from that journey was that she had been there and she had left again. The grieving, old woman he had met had no idea where she went. Neither did the French-speaking young lady too. So, they were practically at square one. Except for this intel. Jason had decided to come out on this one since being holed up in the armoury was making him slowly go batty and he had injured a recruit the day before during training. He did not need to see the way people had started giving him a wide berth and how all the sections go silent whenever he approached th