** Omniscient Narrator **
Jimmy strolls into the bar after a little bit of difficulty; this place was way over his level plus the fact that they didn’t even try to hide the racism. It took a lot of convincing before they could let him in.
Looking around, he soon found the lady he was looking for. Dressed in an over exposed gown with her back to him as she sat before the counter, he was dumbstruck for a few seconds. She was really pretty, just like in her online pictures.
Jimmy slowly went closer, she was wearing a red hair, obviously synthetic. She had full lips and seductive eyes, although she was heavy on make-up. Her cleavages were struggling to stay put in the tight mini gown with slim straps.
“Linda Jules?” he called softly to her attention.
With a shot of liquor in her hand, she slowly turned around on the stool to see him. “Who is asking?” she asked in a drowsy voice; no doubt she was drunk this early in the evening.
“I am the one who sent the anonymous text to you. You asked to meet here, so I am here now.” Jimmy said with a smile, his eyes grazing at her exposed thighs, they were so smooth and spotless.
The look of disappointment on her face was very obvious and then she burst into laughter, the buzz from the alcohol evident in her tone.
“Good thing I was going to be here anyway, I would have been disappointed. Look, I get it, you are horny, but you should go find someone at your level, you don’t look well-fed to me.” Linda said as she turned
Jimmy chuckled; all these rich girls and their pride. “You should have let me finish, I wasn’t done talking.”
“Uhhh… Audacity!” she cooed with a smile as she turned back to him. She climbed down from the high stool, gently tugging her gown down a bit and then she walked up to him.
She gently patted his cheeks like a child and smiled. “I love courageous men, but you possibly can’t afford me, so just move it before I have the bouncers throw you out.”
Jimmy smiled. “You are right, you are really sexy and well above my level, but I am not here for you, Linda. I came to talk about your ex… Do you still want me thrown out?” he asked with a grin on his face.
Linda’s expression changed immediately, she became more serious like the alcohol had suddenly cleared off her eyes. “What did you say?”
“That is what I thought. I want nothing in return but I thought I should let you know that there is a new girl. I have heard about how much you desire him, well someone not even up to your status is about to take him away.”
He could see the anger grow in her eyes as he said those words, she frowned and clenched her fist. “Why are you telling me this? What do you have to gain?” Linda queried.
“Oh pretty one; it depends on what you will do. So now that you know, what will you do?” Jimmy smirked.
**
“To think that you got beaten up for refusing to go on a lunch date with me,” Mr. Blackwood joked as he got into the car.
Annabel rolled her eyes at him and looked the other way. She was holding a nylon containing her old clothes as she was dressed in the new ones he had gotten for her while she was admitted.
He turned on the car and began to drive out of the hospital. “You know you scared me back there, don’t ever pass out on me again.” He warned, this time with a much serious expression.
Anna sighed with mixed emotions, she hadn’t even thanked him for saving her life. “What happened to Mr. Wilson?”
Mr. Blackwood smiled and looked at her. “I hope you have not fallen in love with him, else I might just go back and finish the job.” He teased.
Anna shot him a suspicious glance and he laughed. “I am just kidding. The ba$tard is alive, he was taken to the hospital with a policeman guarding the place to make sure he doesn’t escape. He will be apprehended as soon as he recovers and would face the law for assault and intended sexual abuse.”
Anna looked at him with a crumpled face. “Sorry, isn’t that for me to decide? I am the victim, remember?”
“Well I was a witness and I already helped you file the charges, he is not going to see the light of day for the next few years.” Mr. Blackwood announced.
Anna felt sorry for Mr. Wilson; his manhood had put him in trouble. She felt bad for his family and the people who relied on him, how were they supposed to survive? She was already making enemies without even doing nothing and it scared her.
“So what now?” she asked in a whisper.
“Well, start by selecting a new manager, then you can decide how you want to run your company. You said you didn’t want me making decisions for you, so that is up to you.” he replied.
She sighed and looked away, her emotions and thoughts conflicted. “Thank you.” she muttered, unable to look in his direction.
Mr. Blackwood gave her a warm smile. “I am always going to be there for you, Anna. Even if you don’t want my help, I am still going to be there, I promise.” He said calmly.
“Hmm.” Anna muttered, a little smile gracing her lips. It felt reassuring to hear that, it was just difficult to believe that Maxwell Blackwood was in love with her.
Aside from not knowing the father of her baby, Anna had continuously refused him because she didn’t want to open up to anyone again after what happened with Jimmy, especially if that person is Maxwell Blackwood, who had made it clear several times that he is not capable of love, so where did this new found heart come from?
Anna soon noticed that they were on the highway and she turned to him. “Where are we going?” she muttered.
“Somewhere you will be far away from your computer, where you can eat good food and have a nice rest like the Doctor recommended, I can’t trust you to do that at your house, so we are going to mine.”
Annabel frowned. “Didn’t you just say that you will not make any decisions for me anymore?”
“Relax, it is just dinner, and then I can take you back to your home. I am not asking you to spend the night with me, although I would love it if you did.”
“Maybe in your dreams,” Annabel muttered.
He huffed without staring at her. As if not satisfied that the argument had ended there, she continued. “What makes you think that I can’t make good food at home? Do you think I am starving?”
“I didn’t say that, it was the Doctor who said that you were malnourished, not me.” He replied with a grin plastered on his face.
“Are you mocking me?” she furrowed her eyebrows and fully turned to face him.
“You were unconscious a few hours ago, where did you get the strength to argue? You know what I think? I think it is more fun hanging around with you when you are not talking back.” He teased.
“Do you want me to get down from your car, Mr. Maxwell Blackwood?” she asked with folded arms.
Mr. Blackwood chuckled and stared at her, he was silent for a few seconds and she looked away shyly. “Keep your eyes on the road or we might both be returning to that hospital in an ambulance.”
He laughed and turned back to the road. “Okay, let me be honest. I am happy you are not on that hospital bed anymore, it made me feel some ways, I don’t ever want to feel that way again.”
Anna didn’t want to argue or she would have responded by asking him not to get her into situations where people would decide to beat her up. But to think of it, did Mr. Wilson really attack her because she was made the CEO? She was the one who triggered him by returning his banter this morning.
Mr. Blackwood arrives at his estate, he drives down to the main mansion while bickering with Annabel but then something catches his attention. There was a luxurious vintage car in his driveway, it was familiar but he couldn’t exactly make it out.
He wondered if he had a guest or did his mother bring in a new car?
“What is wrong?” Anna asked as she noticed the change of expression on his face.
“We are about to find out.” He replied coldly as he parked the car.
He came out and walked towards Anna to get the door for her but she pushed it open before he would get there, obviously to spite him. Mr. Blackwood huffed at her pettiness and turned to the entrance of his building.
“Are you going to wait for me or what?” she grumbled behind.
He laughed and turned back to her. “I would carry you in my arms, if you wish, my lady.”
“Stop that, it is silly.” She muttered and walked past him, he followed immediately.
They both walked into the front door, down the hallway and into the grand hall on the first floor. They could hear voices coming from inside and this made him even more curious.
Mr. Blackwood immediately paused the moment he got in, his eyes fixed on the middle aged man sitting in his home. His mom was also present there. The silence and pause was scary and Anna had no idea what was going on.
The man stood up, he looked both surprised and amazed. Taking slow steps towards Maxwell, while Anna stood behind him, the middle aged man approached them.
“Hello Son.” He uttered in a cold voice.
Son?
Right as she heard that, Annabel immediately saw the resemblance between the two of them; this has to be the famous Mr. Forbes, the OG himself!
TBC!!