VEILED IDENTITY

CHAPTER 8

While making the phone call he was still feeling skeptical about it, but then fortunately for him, Vivian agreed for him to come over to her place to relax.

Also she not only gave him that night to spend the night but said;

"It's fine, you can stay for as long as you want to until you get yourself a suitable place."

That of course surprised him but then, everything was okay.

After that, he stood around the construction site waiting patiently for Vivian to come pick him up.

As he waited, memories of how much time he had invested in that place came flooding back, if he was having any doubts of not treating his wife the way he wanted to, that was all gone now.

He made a resolve to deal with each and everyone of them who looked down at him.

While he stood, the security guards were confused about it all.

They had made it quite clear that he wasn't allowed inside, so watching him lurking around the premises made them stand on their toes. So they had to watch him carefully because they had no idea what he was thinking or plotting by being there.

"Theo, why won't he just leave? He is making me anxious just watching him like that."

"We just have to make sure he doesn't cross through these gates, else we will lose our jobs. If he chooses to lurk around all through the night, so be it. He can do that for all I care, we are security guards after all so it's our duty to watch him very closely." Theo retorted indifferently.

Not long after that, a luxurious car pulled up in front of Warrick and the guards could see vividly that it was a car worth billions of dollars, and to make things even more shocking, they could see a beautiful young lady inside it.

The driver in the car, came down and opened the car door for Warrick which he got in like he owned it and they drove off.

The two security guards were amazed by the scene that just transpired in front of them.

After hours of driving from the construction site, they finally got to a very big and huge building.

The landscape was beautiful, it was just like a building brought out from a fairytale book.

Vivian lives in a huge Villa, it was so beautiful that even Warrick had to compliment it.

"You have such a beautiful house, I love the interiors and how well it is built. It's nice and cozy, I love it." He said smiling as he looked around.

When they got into the house, Vivian was very much nervous, this was the first time he was having a visitor home, and a man to top it all up, let alone her very own boss who was very much handsome and cute.

A wealthy man who was swimming in money and power.

Her chest was beating rapidly in her chest, that she just couldn't help but begin to imagine things. She didn't know how to act at all, whether to be free or act official as she would in the office.

While Warrick was busy praising the house and its decor, she was busy in her own little world, in other words, her thoughts.

'What should I say if he asks me out, or if he wants to spend the night with me in my room? Should I offer myself to him if he insists on it because he is my boss, or what if he wants to have sex with me, should I just agree quickly or not? Oh I don't know, he is so handsome that I can't stop thinking about him. Wait… if I should spend the night with him would he think I am a cheapskate or a slut because I agreed almost too quickly? What should I do, what should I do?' She thought and continued thinking;

'Maybe I should pretend to refuse him so that he doesn't think I have fallen for him. How should I control myself and these feelings that overwhelm me?'

Having no idea about what was happening and going on in Vivian's mind and thoughts, Warrick kept on praising the house, after he was done he then said;

"I am starving Vivian, what's for dinner tonight?"

He looked at Vivian who was just standing there but was daydreaming. That was when it dawned on him that she was not there in that room mentally.

So in order for him to be on the same page as her, it was better to get her attention.

Warrick walked up to her and slightly tapped on her shoulders, this startled her and brought her back to reality.

But then she screamed out, thereby startling even Warrick because the latter stood very confused at the scene before him.

"What are you doing?" He asked to be sure he didn't do more than tap her shoulders.

Feeling embarrassed, she blushed, because her face turned red from it, she had allowed herself to be swooned by her very own imagination.

"I just wanted to ask you what's for dinner?" Warrick uttered.

Hearing this and realizing that she must have reacted too much she shyly put a strand of hair on her ears, took a deep breath and retorted;

"Oh *chuckles* um, I can just order for some take outs… what would you like to eat? There is this amazing restaurant that makes the most delicious meals."

"Spaghetti sauce and some chicken would be fine."

"Chicken wings and spaghetti sauce it is…" Vivian uttered and began moving away awkwardly to place an order.

Few minutes later, the bell rang…

Ding ding.

Vivian went to the door and collected her orders and then served it on the dining table.

They both ate in silence as Vivian didn't want to engage in another awkward situation like earlier.

After dinner, Vivian then took Warrick to a huge guest room and then said;

"Like I have said this is your home you can stay for as long as you want this is your room and you're always welcome here. That is the bathrobe and the bathroom. I will leave you to it."

"Thank you Vivian, for your hospitality."

She smiles and says;

"You are welcome, good night Mr Chase."

She closed the guest room door and walked away, hearing retreating footsteps, Warrick then got into the bathroom, washed up and slept off.

Vivian felt relieved but then she was also disappointed that what she was imagining was actually just that, an imagination.