"Who is he?" Brie asked when she finally noticed the man standing behind Belle with his hands full. "I will explain after his gone, just let him through so he could drop these off, his boss needs him to drive him somewhere and it's important." "His boss? Who is his boss?" "Brie just make way so he could keep these then I will tell you everything." "Okay okay." Brie said making way like Belle requested by opening the door wider and watching the man walk into their apartment. At least it wasn't the man with the scar, she wouldn't have let him in if it were him standing behind Belle. Randy didn't look scary at all to her. "Where do I keep them, ma'am?" Randy asked standing and waiting for her to let him know where to keep the bags. "Uhmmm....on the couch?" Belle said looking at Brie to know if that was okay. "What are they?" Brie asked Belle. "Clothes." Belle replied and Brie nodded. "Okay, keep them on the couch please." Belle told Randy and he carefully out the bags down on the
"Belle, what is it, did he say he is interested?" She asked her. Belle went silent when she was asked that. This was why she didn't want to let them know about it in the first place but she couldn't keep up with lying about her whereabouts and leaving them worried whenever she went with Ben. At least, noe they would know she is with Ben and wouldn't get worried over nothing, she was going to tell them about the unusual sex pact she was planning on embarking with him. "This is where it gets a little weird." She told them, scratching the back of her neck."He wants me to keep on sleeping with him...." "What?" They both chorused before she could explain the situation further. "Just listen, he says he doesn't believe in love and therefore he doesn't plan on starting anything serious with me but...." She stopped when they were both giving her a non-acquiescent look, their arms folded across their chests. "Come on, hear me out first," She didn't like that they weren't all in on what she
Belle closed the door behind her and leaned against it, breathing in slowly before going to the vanity in the bedroom to take a look at herself after keeping the purse in her hand. She went to the bed to sit and take her heels off.‘I shouldn't have told them.’ She thought to herself. Now she had to rethink her already made decision. She really wanted to do what Ben proposed but now that Brie said it, she thought her cousin sister was right;What if Ben just wanted to use her? What if he only saw her as a sex toy just like Brie said and not as a sex partner that she wanted to agree to being."Urghh!" She groaned, falling back on the bed and dragging her body up to where the pillows were set. LooShe just laid there, facing the ceiling still thinking when her phone rang in her purse, she rolled her eyes with a sigh because now she had to get up to go take her purse from the vanity stand."Hi, Mrs Johnson." Belle greeted when she picked the call, she hoped her boss wasn't mad about her
"Goodnight mum." He replied before she cut the call.Getting up from his office chair, he remembered he had told Belle he would call. Taking a look at his wristwatch, he saw that it was almost twelve, five minutes left till twelve.He dialed her number and waited while leaning in front of his office desk for her to pick up the call with his phone to his left ear."Ben." He heard her low voice and a smile reappeared on his face."Why are you still awake?" He asked because he knew how late into the night it was. He wasn't even expecting her to pick the phone and so planned to call her only once so not to disturb her sleep."I was waiting for your call?" She bit her lips, still speaking in a low voice not to wake Brie or Cherry who were both beside her on their shared bed."What if I didn't call like last time?""I guess I will just assume you were too busy to call." He heard her say in her bedroom voice, the voice she usually had when she made low moans to his touch. "Why do you sound
Belle knocked on the office door she was directed to by Laura Johnson. She didn't hear a ‘come in’ like she expected so she knocked on the door again before she heard someone."The door is open." She heard a man say so she opened the door slowly and cautiously in order not to piss whoever it was inside the office.When she walked in, she saw the man seated behind his desk, typing on his laptop without looking at the screen because he had his eyes on the paper which he seemed to be transferring Information from into the laptop in front of him.‘He must the nathan.’ Belle thought, he didn't look like she thought he would, he was younger than she thought because she expected him to share the same age range with Laura Johnson but the man in front of her looked like he was in his late twenties.She didn't say anything yet, not knowing if it was okay if she did because he didn't bother to look up to know who it was that just entered his office."Eric, did you get the things I asked you to?"
"Here we are." Nathan stopped the car when they got to the junction.Belle quickly got down, it was an awkward moment for her throughout the drive and she was happy to get down."Thanks." She smiled at him before closing the car door.Standing there, she watched him drive away and only after that, did she start towards her apartment building.*****Ben got down from the car after the driver opened the door for him. He was on a call, he was talking to his assistant, he was asking her to cancel his schedule for the next three hours because he almost forgot about his plan of visiting his adopted mother."Welcome sir.""Welcome sir." The workers and helpers at the Larkson mansion greeted as he made his way into the magnificent house he grew up in. He had stayed here till he was eighteen years old and it was legally possible to get a mansion of his own.Even though he had more than one mansion now, he didn't visit them regularly, just like he didn't visit home, it got lonely, too lonely fo
When Ben was still a young boy, he remembered he used to live with his biological mother. They were poor and she had to sell her body for money. He was so young but he could remember everything, he was a smart child and could put pieces together as they happened.His biological mother; Ann was a stripper before she ever got pregnant for his father, Benard Larkson. It was while she worked as a stripper that she met Ben's father. He liked her pole dance the first time he saw her performing and wanted her to give him a private striptease, that was how Ann got to meet him in person.Repeatedly dancing for this billionaire in little or no clothing at the private locations he picked, he paid her handsomely. After one of her performance for him, he asked her not to leave but rather stay the night with him and she agreed, she had nothing to lose, Benard Larkson was a handsome billionaire, she didn't mind spending a night with him so she agreed.From one night filled with pleasure, it turned t
His adopted mother had repeatedly reached out to Jenna to ask her for help in resolving his resentment towards his father after seeing how close he was to her.Ben explained to Jenna his reason for the kind of relationship he had with his father, he made her promise not to ever tell his adopted mother. He knew the secret was safe with Jenna, he trusted her."He has been away from home since he became a legal adult, do you think your cooking is enough to bring him back?"Ben heard his father say, bringing him out of his thoughts."Don't be like that honey," Mrs Larkson replied her husband."He is not a child, he would return only on his own terms as it seem. If you are to talk to him about something then ask him to get himself a woman." Benard Larkson said and stood up from the table, going back upstairs.Ben didn't say anything, he just sat there and tried to control himself from getting angrier than he already was. He didn't care how much his father complained about him not wanting to