Harry got to his room and paused at the door. He suddenly remembered the anonymous call he got before the attack. The voice didn't sound familiar so he couldn't tell the corps about it and he's sure that whoever called used a burner phone. He slowly walked into the room, scrutinizing every corner till he got to the spot where he fell. It had been cleaned up but the broken glass still remains. He sighed, dropping the file on his King-size bed. For now he would forget about this and focus more on Charles. Celeb is right about one thing, whoever is doing this, isn't just coming after him alone. Fot the fact that Charles got hurt, it means that the person is going after people he's encountered as well. He won't let anything happen to Charles as he has nothing to do with his past life. He's been a good friend and nothing but helpful for the past two years.Harry ruffled his hair, standing infront of the mirror. He started unbuttoning his shirt till he got to the last one and then pulled
They finally arrived at the hospital and Gemila was quick to leave the car. Harry chuckled as he watched her rush into the hospital, ignoring his presence. He slowly got out of the car, locking it before walking into the hospital. He saw Gemila talking to the nurse at the receptionist so he waited for her to be done. Gemila sighted Harry at a corner and sighed, focusing her attention on the nurse. She really felt embarrassed that Harry had caught her masturbating in his own house. She actually felt thankful she locked the doors before starting.“Charles Freeman right?" The nurse asked and Gemila bounced her head. “He's in room 045Z, it's the first room by your left at the second floor." The nurse said politely with a small smile.“Thank you." Gemila said turning away from the desk. She faced Harry, turning her head slightly to the left to show him the direction they'll be taking and he got the message she's trying to pass. They both headed upstairs with Gemila infront, following the
They finally got back into the room and it seems they are not the only ones to engage in a tete a tete. Charles and Harry stopped talking the moment they got in to show they too were also having a serious discussion. “So what do we do now? We can't just stay here like this." Yasmine asked looking at Harry. “How long have you been in here?" Harry asked Charles. He thought I'd be good to let him have some fresh air since he's done with the alkaline dextrose infusion that was given to him hours ago. “Since I woke up of course. I've only left to use the restroom. Why?" Charles asked. “Chloe, go ask the nurse for a wheelchair. It's time to leave this room for a bit." Harry said to Gemila yet his gaze remained on Charles. Gemila almost rolled her eyes before leaving the room. She's his personal assistant at his company not at a hospital. He can't just give her orders like that. She's only going because it involves Charles and she would do anything to make his recovery faster. Charles
Gemila got to the car, turning around to look at the hospital one more time before getting in. Harry is already in, waiting for her.He started the engine immediately as she strapped her seatbelt on. “You good?" He asked with a straight face. Gemila bounced her head and he drove off immediately.Yasmine got out of the hospital not long. On seeing that they've already gone, she decided to stand and wait for a taxi. Shortly, a taxi stopped infront of her and she got into the back seat.“Little Dominican republic please." She said to the man, strapping her seatbelt and he gave her a slight nod before driving off. ....The drive back was as quiet as the drive while coming. Gemila waited patiently for Harry to reach her street so he could finally get off her hair. She needed to clear her head, to get herself together and decide what to do next. She's having too many thoughts and emotions at the same time that she's almost loosing her mind. She shook her head slightly, returning her f
Gemila held her breath as his face was too close to hers. Her heart began beating too fast, she thought she was going to have a heart attack.“Wh-what are you doing?" She stuttered, avoiding his eyes.“You need to calm down. I'll explain why you can't go home but not here, please." Harry pleaded and she was forced to look into his eyes. Did she hear right? Did he just say please? She could tell he's being sincere right now, his eyes said it all. They were practically begging her to comply. She sighed, shutting her eyes briefly.“Fine, I'll wait. You can move away now." She muttered and he smiled slightly, nodding his head before releasing her from his cage. She starting walking back to his car and he followed behind, shaking his head slightly.‘What an evening Harry.' He said to himself, chucking slightly. Gemila turned back with a frown.“What's funny?" She asked as she could see a smile on his handsome face.“Nothing." He said sharply, returning that poker face of his. Gemila shoo
Gemila opened her mouth to speak but no words seem to form. She wanted to tell him her reason for coming here so he wouldn't think she's looking for attention or something else. She just wish he would move away a little bit, that would make her more comfortable as their closeness now is just too tempting.“Are you dumb or what?" Harry frowned when she didn't say anything. His gaze fell on the file and he bent slightly, picking them up.Gemila used that opportunity to speak up. She felt like his intimidating gaze was boring through her body into her soul and all she needed was for him to look away a bit for her to get her composure back.“I..I'm hungry." She finally voiced out and Harry looked up immediately. He raised himself up with the file in his hand, frowning a bit.“I came here... because I'm hungry." She added.Harry chuckled, shaking his head unbelievably. This woman never ceases to amaze him. “You are hungry, is that it?" He asked and she nodded immediately, keeping her gaze
Gemila tied the handle of the apron firmly behind her back, facing Harry with a smile.“What are we making?" She asked, walking to the other side of the counter. “Whatever you want to make." Harry replied plainly. He is still asking himself why he agreed to even cook with her. There's just something about her that he can't seem to put his finger on.“Pancakes!" Gemila screamed, smiling like a Barbie doll. Harry chuckled at her cuteness. He never knew food could make her this happy. It reminded him of his time with Gemila, when she would sit on the kitchen counter, watching him cook for her. She gets super excited and keeps laughing and giggling at the slightest comment he makes. A frown settled on his face at the memory of her.“You okay?" Gemila asked as she noticed his frown. He quickly shook his head, smiling slightly.“Let's get to work." He said bringing out a big bowl from the cupboard and placing it on the counter. Gemila watched as he brought out the flour, spatula, milk, sug
Using her screen light, Gemila gently shut the door behind her, walking further into Harry's room. She had seen him keeping the file on the chair close to the dresser so she just walked straight to the dresser with the help of the dim light from her phone screen. She spotted the file just the way Harry kept it. She smiled, crouching down and picking up the file. She opened it, bringing out all the documents this time. She immediately unlocked her phone, tapping on the camera and began snapping the documents one after the other. She would read them later. Once she snapped the last document, she quickly inserted them back into the file, neatly placing it on the chair like Harry did. One thing she learnt from watching action movies is that you never leave evidence when doing something illegally, not that what she's doing is illegal but she has to be smart or else Harry would definitely know she was here. Gemila smiled satisfactory, standing up from her squatting position. She couldn't b