The plane takes off at exactly 10:30 PM. The flight time is estimated at thirteen hours, thirty minutes which is an indicator that they will be arriving Dubai the next day. Derek doesn't wants to arrive in the day, so he arranges to lounge in an hotel which is an extension of the Golden Estate, both owned by him. There is no how it will be kept a secret if he should arrive in the day, the packing of his belongings which will be carried out by the servants would attract the attention of the inhabitant of the estate. In America, he was really into car production of which he has the needed knowledge in being that he studied mechanical engineering in the university, here he will have to deal with Real Estates which he doesn't really knows much about. "I'm going to learn!" He determines inside of him. He wouldn't be putting every active interest of his into it because he has a Board that are already managing this company of his, producing excellent rewards. It would be a major loss to h
At the bedroom, he finds her still fiddling with her phone on the bed. He is anxious, more worried, seeing her so soaked up on her phone. If she was a teen, he would have demanded for her phone but he can't do that to a grown up like her. He decides to take it gentle this time. "What are you still doing with your phone?" He shifts closer and closer to her on the bed, knowing that Jaria would have no other place to shift to except she rises up being that she is at the edge of the bed. His hand extends slowly to brush her arm. Jaria feels soothed by this calm demeanor, she has forgotten it's still the same person that yelled at her. "I'm glad he has come to his senses," she says inside her, rolling her eyes at him. "He is acting calm now!" She exhales heavily, pushes her phone aside and looks up to him, but she refuses to keep a smiley face. Jaria doesn't wants to seem so easy to let go, she feels that if she shows him this part of her, he would repeat it next time, so she delays, pr
"From today henceforth, you are banned from communicating my moves with members of your family, it should be kept to me. You agreed to come with me, you signed to be my secretary, so you don't need anyone's permission or knowledge except of where you are, only you. Then your dinner will be sent to you in your room, from tomorrow, I'll make arrangements to see that you have a convenient place to eat in, your own dining room. You wouldn't be sharing one with me any longer." Jaria cries profusely while reading this, on his end, Derek is sad to think of seeing her like this but he has to do this. He has to regain his respect which was gone prior to him being intimate with her, he regrets letting himself experience such miserable experience again, he was supposed to leave behind the romantic part of their relationship as they crossed the border of America. It now becomes a huge burden of imagination now for Jaria, her thoughts are now centered on how life is gonna be being under the sol
Derek goes to have his bath, he comes back and takes his breakfast, all alone. Now he sees the void that has been created from Jaria being absent from his life. He calls his Personal Assistant, still Eloine who had come with him yesterday. "Hello Eloine, are you in the office?" He asks because he is supposed to be in the office thirty minutes before him to put things in place. "Yes sir." "I asked you not to call me sir, you can call me by my name." He reminds him. "I'm downcast right now, I thought that I'll be fine when I push her outside but I'm just sad. Hmm," he sighs. "Why did you push her away?" Eloine inquires, interested in the topic. "I caught her disclosing the location we are to her family, her parents especially on a F******k group chat. You know I'm trying to keep my where about a secret, most especially from the gang of the late Jackson as well as her father whom we caused the cops to arrest. He might have an evil plot against us. " "So I confronted her but sh
As instructed, Jaria appears at Derek's door twenty-five minutes later, looking all grumpy and clumsy. From her facial expression, you would know she is experiencing mood swings."Good morning, Mr Derek. I'm here." She says at the top of her voice while knocking on the door."Hello Jaria, give me two minutes or so, I'll be right there." Derek heaves with satisfaction, at least she cared to obey his instruction. Slowly, he rises from the bed, walks over to the table to confirm if his stuff in his briefcase are complete, upon verifying that it's complete, he picks it up, brushes his suit, then moves on front of the mirror attached to the world to see if he is looking great.He is, satisfied with his appearance he opens the door to see Jaria, she shifts so he could pass through it. "Jaria, you're here?" He says in a semi-mild tone with some indifference in it."Yes, I am." She exhales heavily. "Shall we go?" She asks him briefly, not prepared to engage in too much talk with him."Yes," D
Jaria thought that when she arrived in Dubai with Derek, she would be freed from Bianca, who is so persistent and perseveres a lot even as she sees that Derek doesn't really want her. Her face develops into a fresh one which Derek notices. He wonders why she is afraid when she no longer wants him, she has returned to her asexual state and doesn't need to frown. He wishes she would talk about this openly and he would use it to mock her. "No, I wouldn't. Her gender could be so funny at times, if I do mock her, she might detest me more than ever. I'll just keep quiet and watch her." He decides inside of him. Taking a sigh, he relaxes on the executive chair. "Why do you really want to come here to me?" His stern face resets as he moves to ask her this. He blames Aurelius for giving him a lawyer who wouldn't let him rest. It's sort of a disgusting thing. "You appear too clingy and I don't like that. If someone is supposed to visit me it should be my mother but she hasn't, and wonder wh
Ten minutes to arriving at the office, Derek asks Eloine to call Jaria for him. "Tell her that I want to see her now and also get to talk with her about certain things I want.""Okay sir," Eloine nods with a bow and goes over to do his job, along the way he realizes his mistake. "I'm sorry," he says with a smile. "I think you will have to be okay with me calling you sir at times, it's a formal title, a popular one I say without even realizing."Derek grins, nods his head to show that he agrees to this. He makes a gesture to Eloine to go. He turns around and exits the room. Within one minute, he's back but not alone. He is back with Jaria, the unhappy Jaria."Sit here beside me!" Derek instructs Jaria. She clumsily accepts to, her face has become so twisted from anger and frustration that you will hardly recognize her with the keeping of this face."Eloine, I think you will give us ten minutes of privacy. So sorry." He informs his PA who smiles, winks at him as Jaria isn't looking thei
Even after five minutes, he has no reply for her. Jaria is glad to have defeated her boss, she decides to concentrate with her studies and reading for exams, just then a series of message drops on her W******p account bearing Derek Dawson. She opens it readily and it's the set of rules he was planning of telling her. Perhaps he feels tired talking about all of them or it's the questions Jaria is asking which has made him to present them in texted format. "I'm giving you two minutes to read all of that, memorize them and take to my company with me. You aren't to misbehave, a slight catch with hard drugs for example can send a person to his early grave here, so a slight offense can hand you quite a good number of punishments." Jaria gasps, then she smirks. "And what are those like?" She isn't the type to accept any degrading punishment, that's why she is waiting on him to talk about it in details, tell her how it will look like. Inside her, she is prepared to assault him if he should