“Thank you for meeting me Jack, it’s an honor”. Mills said to his business partner who was supposed to be on his honeymoon but had to answer to his friend when he called.When Mills calls, it’s usually for something important.“Well, I don’t care if you appreciate it or not, you are gonna have to pay for the time”.“I should be with my wife, caressing and making love to her”. “She already won’t let me hear the last of it for leaving early this morning, so this better be good”.“We have information, am afraid you might have to hold off your honeymoon on this one”. Mills said.“No one else to do your dirty job but me”?Huh? Jack asked annoyed at his friend.“No one else will do a clean job in my absence, you can’t refuse me, Jack, you know that”.“Oh I know that alright, I also know one of these days you’ll exhaust your lifeline where I’m concerned you cunt”. Jack replied.“What’s this information about anyway”? Jack asked.“We have a lead on three girls, from age sixteen to twenty, it w
She joined him, silently covering them both with the heavy woolen blanket. After a few minutes, she drifted off to sleep. Evelin had waited three months to meet Mills since they last saw each other.He was an arrogant man who knew how to make a woman come in bed, but he lacked credit for how to treat them well afterward. He denied himself the pleasure of penetrating her. She wondered why he did that, she saw no one else but him, he made sure she was his alone, he took care of everything she needed and bought her whatever she wanted and yet he would rather use objects or his fingers to satisfy them both. Evelin knew a bit about what Mills was like, she knew too that he had become fond of her as she was his most long-term mistress, others lasted for a few months, and he could go years without being with a woman. After the first year of being with him, Evelin fell in love with him out of her own better judgment.“Good morning.” Evelin greeted Mills who was up and pacing about the dimly
“You have to act like you’re fine, they won’t let us in if they discover your hurt”. Rolland informed Mills.“Excuse me, good lady, we’d like a VIP reservation, if that’s available,” Rolland said to the receptionist.“No VIP reservations here sir, just rooms.” She replied.“Okay, we’ll take whatever you got,” Rolland replied desperately.The receptionist looked at the three men, noticing that one of them who towered over the other two men seemed to have an unbalance, standing like he had to take a shit, his handsome face clouded with a painful expression yet he composed himself elegantly.“This way please”. The receptionist led them quickly to their room to avoid embarrassing a gentleman and also escape the possibility of having staff clean up shit as she assumed.“Here you go.” she handed the keys to Rolland who opened the door for Mills to go in with the other guard while he retreated with the receptionist to make payment.“Is your friend okay?” “He looks unwell.” The receptionist no
What dilemma did you get yourselves into this time? Doctor Goldman asked directing piercing eyes at Rolland who was standing with his hands akimbo. “I have no idea, he won't share or say anything to me, you know how he is. Rolland replied.”How is he coming? Rolland asked.“I have removed the bullet, but the wound unfortunately has been infected. It will take a while to heal but I have it under control.” Doctor Goldman said looking at Mills who was lying on the bed shirtless and sweating profusely.He had to be moved into his father's chambers when they brought him in yestarnight because Gabby occupied his room, and god forbid they let the good lady get a glimpse of blood and probably suffer through trauma and seizures.“I'll be away now to let him rest and be back every other hour to check the progress.”“ Have a maid be at his side every moment just in case my attention is needed.” Doctor Goldman instructed Rolland before exiting the room.…….Gabby had been having a late-night ch
“Wiping sweat is not a task I cannot do. Gabby said. I’ll relieve you for a while, besides who best to stay by his side than his dotting wife?”“It is not a task for the noble,” Catherine replied stubbornly to trying not to obey her lady’s request.Gabby took a peak at Mills to make sure he was sound asleep because if this maid refused her one more time, she would go bat shit crazy on her.“Up you go Catherine. I shan’t ask you again.”Noticing the threat in Gabby’s voice, Catherine got off her seat and strode angrily out of the room.Gabby walked closer to the bed as though in a trance, her eyes fixed on Mill's chest, the shimmer of his skin, and the rise and fall of his body as he took painful breaths in respect of the bullet wound on his upper arm.She had come here to inspect his body, to determine if he would live or die, and to decide how fast to initiate her escape. He looked fine, she had never seen a dying man before, but Gabby guessed a dying person wouldn’t look so plump
“Stella made this for you since we have no gowns that fit you perfectly.” Olivia extended her hands to present a nice lilac-colored gown to GabbyGabby didn’t fancy bright colors so she thought she would not like the dress.“I made her sew it Olivia continued, it should suit you.”“Thank you,” Gabby said.“No, thank Stella, she had sleepless nights doing this, I would have sewed it myself, but I have no lesson with making stitches, might have pricked myself to death with the needles.”Olivia helped Gabby out of her gown into the new one, its corsets hugging Gabby without suffocating her, the bustling skirt flowed gracefully just above the ground, the neckline low and revealing Gabby’s bosom in the most sensual way possible. Gabby looked at herself in the mirror and gasped.Olivia squealed with joy. “Mr. Mills should see you in this, you look fabulous she continued, and that bosom would make any man turn and fawn over you.” Olivia’s eyes were guilty of obvious admiration for her madam.
Gabby entered the sun-lighted room after a few seconds of hesitation from Rolland. He didn’t trust her with him, but what could he do? She was his wife after all.Mill's head was propped up on his pillow as he sat with his back to the headboard of the bed. He seemed to be snoring but thank goodness this time he had a thin shirt on.Gabby was relieved that he was asleep. She crept to the window to reduce the lightening using the window curtains as Mills was sleeping and had no use for it. When she was done, she scanned the room area with her eyes while still standing. This room belonged to Mill's father, the man was notoriously known to have gotten his wealth illegally, she hadn’t been able to come around knowing what the family business was all about, but she didn’t care because in three days she was going to be out of here anyway.Gabby’s eye caught a standing mirror opposite where she stood so she decided to admire her reflection completely ignoring Mills who was still sound asleep
“ you must tell me all that he said,” Olivia cried. “Did his eyes light up when he beheld you?” Oh speak my lady or I shall burst open with suspense.“He was pleased.” “He said lilac was my color and that I should wear it more.”“Must he be a bore? Saying few words is just like him, but I would bet my treasures if I had any that he meant to say more.” Olivia smiled.“Don’t you think so too?”“I think so too, gabby responded, he must have wanted to say more.” Olivia was getting accustomed to lies, only her skin wasn’t crimson when she lied to Olivia. “Olivia?” Gabby called.“Yes, my lady.”“Wonder what it means to sit on someone for them to spill their seed?” Gabby asked.“Hmm, I’ve never heard such a parable, I have no idea what it means.” “Where did you catch it?”“Oh never mind, it’s not important, must have picked it up from one of the maids.”“If you want, I can ask Stella for you. Someone might know what it means if you desire.”“Please don’t, I don’t care, ‘tis a fleeting curi