Semua Bab My Badboy Lover – Romancing The Thief: Bab 81 - Bab 90

“How long can I keep this secret?” that’s the question I kept asking myself as I stand under the shower, the water cascading my body to every part of my body, giving me the relaxation that I needed after the long day at work.    Yes! The water made me relax all I can but not enough to ease the guilt I feel for keeping a secret of who I am seeing lately. When we first went out on a date, I thought it was going to be a one-night thing. I saw no need to let Debby know about it, first because I thought it won’t last, and second because I was trying to save her the stress of the shock she would feel knowing that I am sleeping with a guy like him.   But after several days of seeing each other, I know this is ending no soon. I’m beginning to fall in love with him even when I was not even aware I was. This is the first in a long time and I think he feels the same way too. I have gotten dirty with a lot of guys lately, just catching fun and noth

I was suspecting that something was wrong when I spoke at the early hour of the day at my house. But now I know for sure that she is hiding something. “Why is she hiding details about Sebastian?” I questioned myself over and over again. “I think your friend is trying to hide something,” Officer Steve added when he noticed the look on my face. “Yeah I know she is hiding something but I could not understand what she is hiding,” I thought to myself. “But whatever it is, it must be very dear to her because she has never hidden anything from me,” I thought further. Debby was already waiting for me in the car. As I and Officer Steve stood talking, our eyes were fixed on her, trying all I could to always smile whenever she looks in my direction so she did not suspect anything. “What do you think she could be hiding?” I asked

“What the fuck!” I yelled so loud in my mind as Jakes called out the name of the one man I don’t want anyone to know about. “How did he know it was Bale that attacked me last night? I’m beginning to lose trust in Sophia and he just spilled that right into her ears? Damn!” I could see the shock on Sophia’s face upon hearing the name of the shooter. “Wait!” she said and moved away from where she was standing by the door to come over to us. “Jakes! Did you just say that it was Bale who did the shooting last night?” “Yes. That mother fucker must pay for what he did to our house, and the pain she caused my sister.” I don’t even know how to stop the conversation so he doesn’t get to say more than that. I saw Sophia nodding her head. I wonder what she was going to do with that

I was feeling uncomfortable already seeing Joan pacing around the bunk room as she is doing right now. Of course, the bunk room is for every worker but she has never been here before, at least since I came. And if you know her as I do, you would be more worried for me than I am right now. She is always full of surprises. Like a chameleon, you can hardly predict what she has in store for you. “What is she doing in my space?” I asked, not that I own the room all to myself, but I normally feel in charge whenever I’m here. “Going somewhere?” she asked, her eyes fixed on the cloth I am holding. “Yes!” “Hmm!” she remained silent for a while.  I wish I could just walk out and get going but I was afraid she would tell on me. And my guess was right because she said, “You just got to work after spending almost half of your wo

“I am going to end up like my stupid father?” I repeated what he said to myself in my head. But is my father stupid?  Of course not. My father was a genius. He was such a genius decades after his death, people are looking for the paper he wrote. Come what may, I am going to get my hands on that paper so I could prove to that old man that he was wrong about my dad. Stupid old man! “How can he say I will end up like my dad? Whatever that means, I won’t end up like my dad,” I muttered to myself. What he said seemed to mean more than what I heard. But I was so engrossed with getting to the police station on time before they found out what I was hiding on their own. That could make them not trust me.  Does Mr. Edwards even have a faint idea of what happened already? Damn! Whoever gave him the information might have some evid