Chapter 4

KATE

It's been weeks now since Freya called.

It was unlike her.

Even though I never responded to her call or sometimes keep mute over the phone, she still doesn't miss a day without calling.

I was unfair, I know, but has she really given up on me?

It's my third week in Jerry's house and she hasn't even sent a text at least.

Now I check my phone every second to know if I missed any notification.

But nothing so far!!

“I shouldn't allow this bother me,” I said to myself.

A beep on my phone caught my attention and there I was blushing as I read the romantic text from Jerry.

And it reads;

“Kate, I know you must be bored at home and I would love to make a difference by taking you out. I will have my driver come deliver a dress to you and bring you here.

I hope this puts a smile on your face. See you soon.”

I smiled and couldn't even stop giggling over the text I just read.

I didn't hesitate to reply, “I will be very happy to go out with you, Mr. Handsome.”

I rushed to the shower to have my bath. This might have been the most thorough bath I have heard since I came to this mighty house.

The excitement that overtook my emotional seat that moment was one of a kind.

I couldn't stop blushing.

“Ma'am. The driver brought in a package for you,” the voice of one of the maids came through from the door.

“Oh, he is here,” I chuckled as I went to get the door.

“He said this is exclusively from Mr. Jerry,” the maid said as she handed over to me, a jacket-sealed dress.

“Please tell the driver I will be with him in the next 15 minutes. Let me put this on quickly.”

I unzipped the jacket and unveiled a black gown.

“God, this smells extravagant!” I grinned.

“Hello, Ma'am, I will be taking you to Mr. Jerry,” the driver spoke calmly as he opened the backseat door of the Porsche car for me to go in.

“Do you know where he is taking me?” I asked the driver.

“Not to worry ma'am. He said to drive you to Grand Masters Lounge,” the driver replied in a haste.

“Grand Masters Lounge?”

I wonder where that is.

Must be another extravagant location.

I googled the name on my phone and it was an expensive Lounge in the city visited only by elites and men of powers and influence.

“We're here, ma'am. I must say, you look beautiful in that dress, Enjoy your day, ma,” the driver complimented.

Jerry knocked on the car door and opened it to take me out with so much poise. “Now look at that, It's funny Bruce hid all of this from me all these while,” He teased.

“I don't think he did. You just felt too old to approach me,” I replied with a smile.

“Let's go in,” He spoke softly.

Getting in, we were welcomed by two men and ladies who carried our bags and led us to our table.

It was a reserved spot.

The table was served already with different delicacies and exotic drinks.

We had the most romantic moment. We were out till evening.

I got to know quite a few things about the famous Jerry Collan and I just fell in love with him the more.

I was no longer driven by desires but feelings of love.

We went home that night drunk and Jerry was loose around me.

Telling me how much he loved me and wanted to fuck me.

“I need to ask you a question,” I said as I laid my head on his broad hairy chest.

“What's that, baby?” He replied in a lovely tone that made me much more comfortable.

“My father, where did he go to? And why?” I asked.

“I don't understand. Is there a problem? Why are you asking me that?”

“I want to know the details of everything, Jerry. Whenever I call him, he is always busy. He is my father and I don't have anyone asides him.”

“And you now, of course,” I winked at him.

“So what do you want to know?”

“What trip did he go for actually?” I asked.

He sighed.

“I presume he couldn't tell you what the problem was due to the intensity of the situation then. Its understandable,” Jerry began.

Okay???

“Your father was in a lot of debt and he couldn't handle it alone……so he sought for help.”

“And that is how he met me. I landed him a helping hand to clear everything he owes and offered him a chance to get back on his feet…”

“Which is what he is doing now, Kate….he is working to get back on his feet,” Jerry concluded.

“So you helped my dad and now he is working for you?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he nodded.

A tear dropped my eye all of a sudden and he wiped them off with his perfume-soaked handkerchief.

“You don't have to cry. Everything is sorted, Kate,” He reassured.

“He was going through all that yet my mother didn't see any other thing than to divorce him. Why would she be so wicked to him?” I cried on Jerry's shoulders.

“We are gonna have to leave, Kate. You are beginning to draw a lot of attention to this table, he said as he pulled me up to my feet.

“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..”

JERRY

I think I just fucked up!

Why would Bruce not tell his daughter the situation of things before coming to me?

How would he feel knowing I have done that without his consent?

Now a double fuck up.

I walked her to her room and laid her on the bed as her face drowned in tears.

“Please stay with me,” she spoke softly.

I concurred without a word.

This girl has really got all of my buttons in her fingers!!

I laid on the bed with her while she placed her head on my chest and falls asleep.

Few minutes later, my phone rang.

So the ringtone won't disturb Kate, I picked it immediately.

“Why are you calling me? Just do what you have to do and let me be for Christ sake,” I whispered on the phone.

“I need to speak to you and its very urgent,” the voice over the phone shouted.

“I would call you back,” I said and disconnected the call immediately.

I had to gently place Kate's head off my chest and onto the bed without alerting her.

I snuck out of the room with my phone and moved to the guest room; the room opposite.

“Why the heck are you bothering me, Rose?” I said over the phone.

“Why won't you pick my calls? Uhn? Or haven't you forgotten that you have a wife and kids?”

“Oh please, my kids are my kids, yes but as for you, just sign the divorce papers and forget about this!” I responded in a loud tone.

“I see that you are really serious about this. Speak to your son, first. He has been wanting to talk to you,” she said.

“Hello Dad.”

“Raphael.”

Immediately, I heard the door open behind me and I stood up to look back.

My eyes widened in surprise at who I saw.