And they meet again

      “ what ? ” Harry shouted angrily 

“seized the package ” Bart replied hastily .

“ How the fuck did he know I have got some package coming in for me ? Bart what the hell ? ” Harry rasps furiously agitated by the news she just heard .

“ Where are you ? ” Harry asks sitting up from the bed with the duvet covering his lower waist .

“ At the base Boss. ” Bart responds calmly 

“ Should we —” 

“ No do not track him , He can be very very dangerous . ” Harry interrupts his right hand man .

“ Noted boss . ” Bart replies before Harry hang the call .

“ Why are you getting off the bed ? ” Anne asks frowning her face immediately 

“ Something came up Anne and it's really important . ” Harry said picking his briefs from the couch which lay beside the bed .

“ More important than I am ? ” she pressed further getting off the bed also . Her breasts dangled dangerously as she moved towards him . 

“ Do not come any closer Anne. ” Harry warns to Anne's disbelief 

“ Why should I not ? ” Anne inquires moving closer to him ignoring his warning .

She sways her hips in a bid to get his attention which she succeeded . She puts her index finger on his chest 

“ Must you push me to do it the hard way ? ” Harry whispers pulling closer to himself , he leans closer and tilts his head kissing the side of her neck .

He brushed his tips of lips on the hollow part of her neck , she shivers yearning for more of his magical touch .

He places soft kisses and repeat this process until those spots was red as rose .

 “ Do not stop Harry ”Anne says her hot breathe fanning his shoulders . He chuckles a little bit before moving away from Anne who hissed snapping her eyes open 

“ Why did you stop ? ” she speer biting the corner of her left lip seductively .

“ I have to be somewhere Anne and it's really important. ” Harry reiterates , a statement which irritated Anne's ear .

“ You are going to meet her right ? ” 

“ Something important and not her Anne . ” Harry responded putting on his properly ironed flower print short sleeved shirt and black cargo pants . He didn't receive any reply from her . he picked his sunglasses lying on the dressing table and put them on before pecking Anne good bye .

He was heading to D’embert Royale to challenge his father . This is a decision which he might regret or always do it again .

** THE NEXT DAY **

       Joseph uncomfortably adjusts his head for the sixth time on the bed rail. He felt a gentle tap on his shoulder for the second time and snaps his eyes open quickly .

“ Big joe ” his younger sister calls beaming a happy smile , he pecks her forehead before settling on the chair .

“ How are you feeling ? Should I get the Doctor for you ? ” he rushed his questions without giving her a break to speak .

“ Does your chest still hurt ?. ” Joseph asks staring deeply into her eyes as she release another beautiful smile again .

    “ That is not the reason I stirred you from your sleep Joe , I came across this not too long and the interview is today so can you give it a trial ? ” Ciara asks Joseph handing him his cellphone 

“ A chef for Miss Isabella's Blair's ? ” Joseph showing no sign of interest . He gave the phone back to Ciara who gave him a befuddled look 

“ Did you go through this at all ? ” Ciara inquired rolling her eyes at Joe who scoffs hard 

“ Are you seriously doing that to me ? ” Joseph asks flickering her forehead as she laughs cutely .

“ It didn't hurt much Joe , back to business Joe this job offer you need to grab it with both .

I mean imagine how rich you will be when you make $20000 every month cooking for Isabella Blair ” Ciara states as Joe eyes bulges out from it's socket .

“ $20000 ? ” he inquires to be sure 

“ my goodness that is a huge some of money . When is the interview ? ” Joseph asks Ciara who spanks his head .

“ Today Joe . By Eleven .” she answers scrolling through the phone . Joseph's eyes locates the wall clock hung on the wall behind him . It was just few minutes past ten o'clock .

He could make it to the scheduled location but who would look after Ciara for him , Joseph thought and just then Mark walks into the ward with a flask . Joseph and Mark threw soft punch at each other before he pecks Ciara on both side of her cheeks.

“ Get going Mark will look after me . ” Ciara says in a bossy tone .

“ He has to go to work Ciara . Just forget about the job .” Joseph replies curtly . He made for the flask to arrange the meal for her to eat in order for medications to be administered to her .

“ what job are you talking about ? " Mark interrupts taking the flask from Joseph hands .

“ Isabella Blair's ” Ciara answered sharply .

“ Wow ! Get going Joe. ” Mark utters slightly pushing Joe away 

“ I need to — ” 

“ I'll look after her Joe, she's my sister too.” Mark interrupts Joe before he completed his statement . Seeing he had no choice he bade them bye and left for home for a quick wash up . 

* Isabella Blair's * 

     “ This is not just a good idea Karen." Isabella said as she finally settles for a pink short sleeveless dress . She packs her in a messy bun and follows Karen who pulls her gently to the living room .

“ I call them in ,you examine the features of the man and if you do not like him , trash him .” Karen says smiling mischievously while Isabella sighs .

“ You do not expect chefs to look handsome and drop dead gorgeous. ” Isabella replies rolling her eyes 

“ We will see about that .” Karen mumbles hitting the buzzer and a aged man walk in .

“ Next ” Karen snaps rudely and the ages man goes out of the largely furnished sitting room .

This continued for over thirty minutes , neither Karen and Isabella had found someone her spec .

“ After taking this last one , let everyone leave . I am so pissed off . ” Isabella complains 

“ Yeah just this last one " Karen concur before hitting the buzzer softly .

A handsome man walked in , he held a file bag containing documents , his hair was styled to the front with a spotting wave and beards neatly trimmed .

He wore a faded light blue shirt with the sleeve rolled up to his elbow area that hugged his broad chest and black pants , a brown belt clipped around his waist and brown shoes to compliment his look .

   Isabella finally decides to takes a look at the face of this chef with a gorgeous body of a model , a frown slowly crept on her face .

“ You ? ” they said in unison .