Jerry shrugged. “But I don't see the reason why you brought her here though.”“Because she is the ex-wife I was talking about,” Abraham snapped, giving Jerry an exasperated look.Sheila's face scrunched up the more as full realization began to dawn on her. Which would also happen to be the reason why Abraham was keeping her close and had not gotten rid of her, only because she was the apparent key to getting rid of the one person truly challenging him and his title. She huffed, picking up the glass of wine that had been placed on the table by the waiter earlier. The moment she drowned down it's content she instantly felt hungry for more.“Thompson had a wife?” The tattooed man said with a frown, leaning in closer to examine her. “She?” He said with a look she could not quite decipher but from the way she viewed it, it seemed like this man did not deem her worthy of being a wife to someone like Thompson.The gray eyed man chuckled and then reached for his glass too, “Well that is quite
Abraham said in a soft persuading voice but despite the point he raised, the men did not look too convinced with his plan.“I am not doubting your plan, Abraham,” the gray eyed man started, “But how trustworthy is she?”Abraham looked momentarily at her and as soon as she felt his gaze on her, her head shot up with urgency. Her eyes squirted at him in curiosity as she tried to read the emotion on his face. She waited patiently, almost not breathing as she waited for his answer. It was not only the men that were curious, she was too. In fact maybe she was even more curious than they were. She was desperate to know just how much Abraham trusted her_ that was even if he did trust her to begin with, well if he did he has been doing such a good job hiding the fact from her. A shudder went down Sheila's spine as the corner of Abraham's lips lifted into a coy smile, his eyes glittering with mischief.“She is completely under control, I can assure you that,” Abraham said with his eyes still f
Camila stood behind Keith's chair watching as he watched the video of her incident from a week ago over and over. If her count was still intact then this would be the seventh or eighth time Keith was watching the video of the car chase video that was sent to him early this morning. It was a call from his private investigator that got them out of bed and working so early but she really had no idea why Keith was watching and rewatching the video over and over again, like he was searching for something but then what else could he be looking for? The investigator had said clearly that they had gotten no clue from the video, that had been the reason they had even called this morning but now she had to watch Keith's act overly obsessed with the same video he probably won't be getting anything from.She exhaled sharply, tugging at the edge of her nightgown and pulling it closely together to keep herself warm as a gust of wind breezed past. “Keith, I think you should stop,” she said, placing
Keith shook his head, then spoke into her belly something that sounded like ‘’mmmhhhhmmpp’ causing her to laugh.Camila felt a lot better as Keith's body shook beneath her, showing her that he had laughed too. She could feel most of the tension leave the room and she visibly relaxed, feeling much better already.“If you want to say something then you should talk to me directly and not to my stomach, all I can make out is some humping,” she teased, enjoying the feel of his soft hair against her fingers.Keith doesn't move at first but when he does he pulls her closer so there was no form of gap between them. This dude knew nothing of personal space, but she was not complaining.He looked up at her with a small smile, that was almost not noticeable but was there, “What I was trying to say to your stomach was that it wasn't your fault and you have nothing to do with how I am currently feeling. It's just messed up and I keep wondering if any of this would have happened if I hadn't dragged
Camila stared down at the screen of her phone and immediately picked it, “Hello, tech boy.”“Good morning boss lady, I have some news.” It was then that Camila suddenly remembered that there was still the case of the mysterious caller which is still yet to be solved. The whole drama concerning the car chase had let her forget about the whole calling incident and come to think of it now, she hasn't received any other call since that day. Which made her wonder if the calls were related to the car incident. Even Keith had not asked about the calls, but she was a hundred percent sure he had forgotten just like she did but she could not blame him for forgetting, there was a lot going on in his mind. “Is it about the phone calls?” She quizzed.“Yes ma'am, more likely related to it actually. You didn't call back like you promised and no query about the update, I was actually beginning to think you had found a way to figure it out,” Christof said at the other end of the phone.She rubbed th
Camila nodded. It was obvious that was the case, “Those motherfuckers are trying to get to Keith through me.”She doesn't have a chance to listen to his reply as she is interrupted by the sound of the door being pulled open. She flinched In surprise as if hurt, a squeak slipping out of her parted lips as she twirled around to face the door. She hadn't expected Keith to come out of the office this soon, was he not supposed to still be watching the video? Her eyes met with his and she watched as his brows drew together at the sight of her. She watched the light in his eyes get replaced with confusion, which left her wondering why he looked happy some minutes ago.“Why are you still here? I thought you wanted to go to the kitchen first?” He questioned, eyeing her up to do before his eyes moved to the phone she had pressed against her ear and then back to study her face. “Is everything alright?” he questioned, probably noticing the expression on her face.“Hello? Boss lady? Still there, b
Keith suddenly paused the video and zoomed in, “Now look in closely, what do you see?”Camila squinted her eyes and leaned in closer to take a better look at what he was trying to show her. At first all she saw was the hand and the gun and she was about to raise her point, maybe she hadn't been entirely wrong about Keith finding anything new with the video.“Focus on his arm, darling,” he said so close to her ear but she didn't let this distract her this time as she leaned in again to get another look at the arm like he had said.Okay, so she was looking keenly at the arm In question. All she sees is the gun. The arm itself and then a tattoo. She sat up in a jolt and then frowned, a tattoo. She leaned in once again and took a closer look at the ink on the man's hand, had that always been there? How come she has never noticed that? “A tattoo,” she blurted out.“Indeed it is a tattoo,” he repeated after her.She blinked and tore her gaze off the computer screen to look up at Keith in q
She gasped and immediately lunged forward and shoved him back.“Are you crazy? Do you want to hurt yourself?” she yelled at him, glaring at him although his gaze was locked on the ground with his stance tensed. “Keith, things might look bad but i need you to cool the fuck down,” she scolded. “Please,” she added, softly.Keith's head snapped upward and he raised his hand to his face to bury his face into his palm, mumbling things she could not hear since it was all jumbled up against his palms. She heaved a sigh, hating the sight of him like this. He was so distressed and anxious unlike the calm and gentle Keith she was accustomed to and had come to love. She froze, with her eyes wide with horror. There is it again_ a single word with four letters but with so much meaning and implication. It wasn't new to her, she knew there was no need denying it anymore. She loved Keith and she was certain he loved her back _ he had to live her back, shs hoped. But they have spoken about marriage an