"What was that about?" Abigail asked as soon as she noticed Mr. Rizzo was off the phone call.He turned to her. "He invited me to his wedding anniversary, which you are going to be attending as well." He answered."Geez... What's he up to?" Abigail muttered under her breath."Whatever is to happen, in no circumstances you should act like you know me." Mr. Rizzo warned."Does that mean you would be attending the anniversary?" Abigail asked raising her eyebrows."I can't help but attend. He invited me and I need to confirm something." Mr. Rizzo mentioned. Not informing Abigail of the whole details.She shouldn't know about it; it would only make her worried, and she might inform Scarlett who would be on his neck about making sure Abigail is safe.He couldn't guarantee Abigail's safety at this point. Blake Knight seemed way too devious from the phone. And if anything were to happen, Abigail was the one to take the fall."What? And... He mentioned something about... Boss. What was that ab
"Surprisingly, you aren't asking of Jose." Mr. Rizzo mentioned as soon as Abigail walked into the living room."Why should I? He's definitely doing well wherever he is." She replied walking out of his sight to the kitchen.She didn't want to answer his obvious next question.Jose is definitely doing well, he's not just an assistant after all or a lowly worker. He's a top member of the Mafia clan and is part of the people who called the shot, as Linda had told her.Shit, she should have asked the woman if he was even the one who had struck the idea of hiring her or hiring himself as her assistant to watch her just like the watchdog he was. She better not call him that if he was present, or else she would be dropping dead just as he did with Mr. Fernando with no emotions whatsoever.Wasn't he even more devious than Blake Knight, as he had always claimed Blake was more dangerous? How dangerous could Blake be?He seemed like a pretty nice billionaire throughout her stay in his house. Hell
Abigail alighted from the taxi which drove away at once.She walked towards the parking lot meeting with the valet man who approached her on seeing her. "Hello," she greeted."Where have you been ma'am? You've parked the car for more than fifteen hours which shouldn't be so. Please you shouldn't get me fired." The valet man said in the most gentle way he could. Only if he knew she was with his boss boss boss's place.She had parked her car there for that long which shouldn't be so anyways. "I'm sorry, I... I had an emergency." She apologized with a small smile."Here.." the man handed her the car keys."Has anyone come to ask for me?" She asked and the man seemed hesitant at first."Yeah, two gentlemen came asking for you with a picture of you." The man answered. "I was asked to give them a call if I saw you." He added in."No, don't worry. I'm on my way home and I should be giving you a tip for your hard work....""It's fine." The man said almost interrupting her as he hurried over t
The door swung open, and Abigail watched as the woman who had brought her water earlier entered, followed by two other maids carrying a tray filled with a variety of food—exactly what she needed.They walked over to her, setting a table before her and placing the tray on it."If you need anything else, don't hesitate to reach out. I'll be right outside the door." The woman said gently, and Abigail smiled, watching them walk out of her room. The door got shut, and Abigail glanced down at the food they had brought for her.It's been over twenty minutes or so since she was brought in by Blake; he hadn't appeared to her since and must have commanded them to bring her these. Is he that nice? For some time, he would act cold and distant; other times, he would be the nicest person she had ever known.Abigail sat on the bed, uncovering the food with its aroma filling her nose.Now, here's what she calls homemade food, unlike the one she usually makes with not enough ingredients.Abigail began
Abigail inhaled the musky scent of his skin, a sly smile playing on her lips. She took him into her mouth, savoring his balls as a sharp breath escaped Blake's lips. There was no way she would be in this position if Jose were around; he wouldn't have even allowed her to step out of the house, and this situation wouldn't be happening. Whatever had driven Blake to want her, to silently demand she drop to her knees, was impossible to ignore. Even if he came, she hoped it would remind them both of what this really was. Slowly, Abigail pulled away, pressing a lingering kiss against his heated skin. She slid her tongue all the way to his glans, which tasted a bit salty with the warm musky taste. Christ, did she want to do that again? Hell yeah. Abigail licked from his balls straight to the cap of his cock again. She started teasing his foreskin with her tongue moving swiftly on it and she could feel Blake Knight leaning forward, his breath coming in raggedly. God, she's a pro! Bl
Hell no! Abigail screamed internally as she tried to look away from Blake Knight, but what else was there to look at if not him standing majestically in front of her? One of his hands was tucked into his trousers pocket. He wasn't putting on the brown suit she had seen on him.Christ, so many things would have happened for the past nine hours she was out, sleeping like a log of wood. It's not as if she had so much to drink, sleepless night of yesterday must have contributed to why she had slept that long."Hi..." Abigail muttered, having to inform herself that she didn't need to concern herself with how he had called her name. "I was told you brought me over... I appreciate, your kindness." She smiled."How are you feeling now?" Blake asked. Turning his back to her as he walked away.The conversation is gonna be long... Abigail could tell, as he was headed to the place that seemed like a bar."I'm good. Good sleep." She answered watching Blake enter the bar after a long walk from her