GABRIEL
I stared at my laptop in front of me admiring her beautiful blue eyes. There was something about this lady I just found intriguing, I had various pictures of her on my laptop. I could still remember the time I first set my eyes on her.
"You don't get to treat a child like that, Apologize!"her voice sounded like she was about to explode.
I slowly winded my window down to get a glimpse of the commotion. And there she was a petite young lady, her long blonde hair curled up, in a way that made the shape of her face stand out, she had blue ocean eyes that were very not noticeable.
Her voice sounded —Like it was in pain and sweet at the same time
She looked disgusted at the man she was yelling at.
" They are children and should be treated as one"she said, finally picking up the little boy and cleaning the tears that had already filled his face.
She sent the man daggers eyes before turning around to leave. Her walk was as graceful as a swan in the yellow dress she was putting on.
"Get me everything there is to know about her."I instructed Gustavo, my driver, before signaling him to start the car and move on.
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"Do not fail me this time Zayne, do I make myself clear?!"I said over the phone
"Yes boss, sorry boss."the voice over the phone responded. I hung up the call and clutched my wrist in anger. Just then I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." I said looking at the direction of the door and Gustavo walked in.
"Tell me."I said almost immediately because I knew what he was here for.
" Her name is Leah James. She lives almost close to crescent road downtown and she stays alone in a really small apartment. She has worked as a babysitter in different houses but she is currently working for a Mrs Smith. There is no information about her family or where she came from." He said all at once.
"Thank you Gustavo, you have done well."
He nodded his head and turned to leave.
I quickly reached for my laptop and stared blankly at the photo of Leah on it . Gustavo's not the only one doing some research. The thought of having her on my bed flashed through my mind.
" Nah..Gabriel." I said standing on my feet, don't take it too far yet.
I suddenly felt the presence of somebody watching me and immediately turned around. My six year old son was staring at me with shiny eyes. Even though he had just woken up from sleep, he definitely took that from his grandmother.
" Daddy,who is that?" He asked, pointing at the screen of my laptop that was left wide open on the top of the table across the room.
"Oh fuck!" I cursed under my breath. "Uhm, that is one of daddy's clients." I forced a smirk. He stared blankly at me.
"Now go have your bath and play." I patted his head and turned him to the direction of the door
"She is pretty!" He said before leaving the room.
No doubt about that.
On that rainy morning on my way to a very important meeting. There she was standing under the rain, all drenched. She looked so cold and frustrated, her wet hair fell on her shoulders covering one side of her eyes. Her black leather shoes didn't also escape the pouring rain.
Just then I had an idea, a smile crept the corner of my lips.
"Speed up." I said calmly and Gustavo asked no questions. He sped up as fast as he could and as I imagined the muddy water next to her splashed on her.
Satisfied I leaned back on my seat, the smile never leaving my face.
Before she could turn around we were already out of sight. A part of me felt bad but still I knew it was worth it. I knew what I wanted and she was the one to give it to me.
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THE NIGHT AT THE GALA
Ordering a drink from the wine counter, I barely glanced around the room until the air in the room suddenly shifted.
Then she walked in.
She didn't ask for attention, but every detail demanded it. The way her red satin gown clung on her curvy body like a secret, the click of her heels echoing with purpose, the calm in her light blue eyes that silenced the noise around her.
I instinctively turned, glass of wine I was holding half way to my lips, gaze locked .She looked like she owned the night.
Effortlessly elegant , her fingers curled around the hem of her dress. Her eyes scanned the room like she already owned it.
She looked composed, calm and confident. There was something sharp about her beauty that you just couldn't ignore. Her red lips matched the color of her eyes and dress.
I had never made out with a blonde before and I wondered what it would feel like, I could feel my crotch rising just by looking at her.
Then, as if she felt it— she looked around the gala, the weight of being observed her head turned towards my direction.
Our eyes met.
For a moment, the noise of the gala melted. Her brows lifted, just enough to acknowledge the stare. She didn't look away staring into my eyes with all confidence. I knowingly let out a smirk making sure she noticed it.
Just then Ava came in front of her holding her hands and smiling gleefully.I took my drink and headed to the crowd of Men that had called my attention.
A few minutes later, I heard a familiar voice, turning back to see Ava smiling so bright while holding her hands. Leah didn't do much in hiding the surprised look on her face.
"We meet again…Leah."