“Look at the time, it's almost eight. We are almost late for dinner.” Henry said when he looked at his watch. Then turned to Clara, they had walked to the end of the estate not talking but simply just relishing each other's company. “Let's go back then.” Clara said, and they made a U-turn. “ I could call a driver to come pick us up.” Henry suggested when he noticed the fatigue in her eyes. He didn't want her stressing herself. Clara shook her head vehemently, “Uh, no, there's no need for that, sir. I can manage. I'm fine.” “ Call me Henry.” Henry replied as they walked back to the house. He looked at his watch again, Clara was walking slowly which meant that they were going to be late for dinner, and he kept his grandfather waiting for long. Unexpectedly, he carried her in his arms, causing Clara's hands to flail. What the hell is going on?“ Put me down, sir!” She exclaimed in surprise, but Henry kept walking to the house fast. She resisted the urge to lean into his arms and inha
" Come in." Henry said when he heard a knock on the door when he was coming out of the bathroom. He wondered who that could be. Could grandfather want to speak with him this early? His door was always open because he had a little anxiety issue. The fear of enclosed spaces especially at night still plagued him." Clara, why are you awake by this time?" He inquired. She was in a robe which was tied firmly by her side, her hair was piled up on her head in a ponytail and Henry wanted to free them from their confines. Where the hell did that thought come from? He wondered. "Good morning, sir. I've been up for a while now." Clara said. She had woken up immediately the cock crowed, took a bath and headed straight to what she thought was his room. Well, with the help of a maid who was cleaning the house. Her eyes wandered down his chest and fixated on a thin trail of water rolling down his chest until they disappeared into his nether regions. It had been long since she was in the presence of
"What did you say happened here?" Henry asked the manager of the branch where the fire accident had taken place. He took the first flight that morning and landed in Venice in the next seven hours. " We don't know how it began, sir. We just saw the smoke coming from the top of the building and we tried to escape as soon as we could. "What happened to the sprinklers? What happened to the fire service in the city?" Henry demanded. They had allowed the building to be razed to the ground. He pinched the bridge of his nose, " I hope there are no casualties?" He asked not wanting to sound insensitive. " None, sir, but there were two injured people who have been rushed to the hospital immediately." That's fair, " What is their health status?" Henry inquired as he went on to check the extent of the damage. The building was covered in soot, the once magnificent building burnt to unrecognizable pieces. Henry coughed and Grin handed him a nose mask." This is a lot," Henry muttered as he cont
The receptionist was surprised when both men bolted out of the hotel like a cat on a hot tin roof and she shrugged.They made it out of the door just in time to see that the driver was put in a car and being driven off fast. Henry placed his hand on his waist as he wondered what was actually going on. Immediately, he brought out his phone from his pocket and dialed his Pop's number. Grin stopped him, " Sir, we should inform the cops of this vicinity first." He said. If they complained first, his boss could be accused of being involved in a kidnapping spree. " Oh," Henry said and searched for their emergency code. After finding it, he went on to dial their number. " Good afternoon, I want to report a case of kidnap." A brief pause, " Yes, I'm at The Hotelier. Yes. I am on my way." He said and they ordered an Uber. " Take us to the police station." Henry said and took that time to inform his grandfather about the latest development. "The hell is wrong with these people? You are not
The monitor beeped and Clara looked at the rhythm. She flew in with Mr. Quentin the moment she heard that Henry had an accident. " He'll be fine." Quentin stroked her hand after Grin narrated what happened to them. It was Henry who felt the impact the most, followed by the driver, and him."You need to rest." Grandpa Quentin said after making arrangements with the sergeant on where they would sleep. " Follow him, he will take you to your hotel." He said while pointing to one of the guards. "I would like to stay sir." she said and Quentin stared at the young lady who was lost in thoughts about her grandson. The look of worry was evident on her face and she seemed gutted. He sighed, this was love. He wanted to stay here but he figured out that his grandson would prefer her company to his. " Alright, you can stay, I'll be in the hotel down the street." He said. Clara nodded in appreciation, " Thank you, sir." She said and shot Grin a grim smile. She had only one thought. " I hope he
" He will be discharged tomorrow, we need to observe him more" The doctor told Pops. Henry scrunched his nose, "I am fine, I think I am ready to go home." He said. There was no way that he was going to stay here for another day. He was already feeling sick. "Let me go, I will come back for a check up." " I don't think that's a good idea, we still need..." The doctor stopped talking immediately when he saw the grandpa give him a sign. He smiled instead and spoke, " We will be expecting you later. Who will be coming for the drugs?" He asked and Clara shot up from her seat and bolted after him. After thirty minutes, they were finally out of the hospital and on their way to Jackson's condo. " Macy will show you to your room, please." He said and Henry nodded. A maid appeared from the kitchen and smiled, " Welcome, sir, ma'am. Please follow me." She said and they followed her. " I'll take you to your room." Jackson told Pops who nodded and followed him to the room. " You can stay as f
Clara swiveled at the voice and jealousy hit her like a bolt of lightning as Aubrey sauntered into the room and walked straight to where Henry was sitting. " I've missed you so much." She said while hugging him and even went as far as planting a kiss on his cheek. So they were already locking lips and he made me feel special.' Clara thought. She waited and saw Aubrey whispering sweet nothings in his ear. Henry ignored her as if she was a fly perched on the wall.Standing there for long could make her do what she didn't want to, so she quietly exited the room to give the lovers privacy. She unknowingly slammed the door hard and Henry finally looked at the door. " Aubrey, how are you doing today?" He asked her, he was tired of the way she was fussing over him like a baby. " Oh, I'm good, very fine. I'm sorry for what happened to you, I wish they caught those bastards." She said very concerned about him. " Sadly, they didn't. I don't want to talk about them right now." He said and t
Quentin hid his smile when he saw his grandson vibrating in anger. So, he decided to intervene a little. "Derek, I didn't know that you were around. Have you met my grandson?" He asked and Henry stared at his grandfather. What was he up to this time? He wondered. "Oh, no sir. I haven't. I'm glad to meet your acquaintance." Derek replied and Quentin stared a his grandson who was busy staring intently at the stranger. "I'll just be on my way, now." Clara interrupted the staring match and rushed towards the stairs. " You sent for me sir." She said. Henry finally removed his gaze from the man and looked at Clara. He didn't understand what he was feeling but somehow, he couldn't get her smile out of his head. Why was his manager smiling at a man she barely knew in that manner? She wondered. " Follow me." He said and turned on his heel ignoring his grandfather and Grin as he stomped upstairs in anger. Pops grinned inwardly but turned to Derek. " I'm sorry for his lack of manners. He w