"What are you doing here?" Darian clamoured again, fury marring his facial expression.
"I have seen the reason I am here." Thelma beamed with a sly smile. "You look great by the way." She said, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. That only worsened the anger that was surging through him as he glared at her.
"You have to leave now." He told her.
"I just arrived, why would you want me to leave now? I haven't seen you for days, you've not been picking up my calls and—"
"Jay, leave us," Darian commanded. Jay bowed his head, turning to leave them to talk.
As he wandered away from them, he wondered what was happening between them.
"Darian, I have been calling you for days." She attempted to touch him, but he cringed, and she sneered. "And now you are acting up again, do I disgust you?"
"Yes, you do! What do you want from me and how did you even know that I'd be here?" He glared at her, his jaw clenching hard. His temples were creasing, he was tired of her.
Thelma smiled. "I was at your office. You have a beautiful secretary by the way. She told me you were not in and I kind of figured that you would be here."
Darian shook his head. She was a nuisance he had to get rid of. "I warned you to stay away from you, Thelma. Stop trying too hard, nothing more will happen between us. I am not interested in you." He stated harshly, but she didn't flinch.
"I know you are not interested in me, but I am interested in you, Darian. All I want is for you to give us a chance. Forget the fact that you are married, I know your wife is beautiful and all that, but she doesn't compare to me. Does she give you the crazy styles that I give to you in bed? Does she make you feel good the way I do? Come on, Darian. I have been on about you since I met you and I can't let go even when I tried to." She inched closer to him, leaving no gap between them. She looked at him, moving her hand down his groin area. "I can always give this a good fellatio, you know?"
Darian pushed her away angrily, The push was so aggressive she almost lost balance on the heels she wore.
"I have seen women desperate about having men, but yours is extremely disgusting and sickening." He stared into her eyes. "Here is a warning to you, Thelma," he moved closer to her, lifting her chin to face him. "Don't ever come close to me with this stupid intention of yours. I don't want you and that's final." He jabbed her arms, letting them fall.
He looked around the parking lot to check if anyone had seen them. When he saw no traces of someone, he looked back at her with bloodshot eyes.
"Get the fuck out of here now." Darian hated that he was being harsh toward Thelma.
That was the last thing he wanted to do to her, but she wasn't making things easy for him either. He had to reveal the ferocious side of him for her to know that he meant business.
"This is all because of your wife, huh!" Thelma snickered. "Let's see how this goes down between you two, I will see you again, Darian. And who knows you might be mine by then." She walked closer to him, tiptoed to kiss his cheeks and left without looking back at him.
A smile danced on Thelma's lips as she walked out of Darian.
Darian huffed a sigh; he didn't understand her words, but he shook his mind off thoughts that had to deal with her. He thought of his wife and started rubbing his temples in worry; he hadn't spoken to her properly for days, he had been acting weirdly around her and it all started when she told him that she loved him. He sighed confusedly,
"Boss," Jay brought him out of his reverie.
"Jay," Darian called. "Do you have a woman in your life?" He suddenly asked, causing Jay to bat his eyelashes in surprise. "I have never seen you with a woman. Well, I don't know the things you do when I am not there, but is there a woman you want so much? A woman you don't want to ever hurt, a woman who makes you feel so good, a woman who you want to hold hands with and look into her eyes all day? A woman who nags so much, yet, you don't want to ever live a day without her?"
Jay smiled, he knew very well that Darian was talking about Lena. She was all that to him.
"I don't have a woman, Boss. I don't know what you are talking about." He smiled sheepishly.
"Why don't you have a woman?" He asked him again.
"It's my decision. I don't fancy women." Jay leisurely uttered, throwing his hands.
Darian scrutinised Jay; he was good-looking. He was by far the most handsome of all his bodyguards, he was kind and patient and very smart. He wondered why he didn't fancy women. Then he asked, "Are you gay?"
"What?" Jay burst into laughter, walking behind Darian as he made a beeline for the car. "No, I am not." He opened the door for his boss.
"So, why don't you fancy women?"
"Maybe because I haven't seen the one who catches my interest the way you are smitten with Ma’am Lena." Jay chuckled.
"Lena," Darian mouthed, his heart skipping a beat.
"What makes you think I am smitten with Lena?"
"Everyone knows it, Boss. We have seen how you defend her, look at her and how you smile heartily whenever you are with her." Jay started the car. "She's the female you've been with the longest time since I started working for you."
"That's because I married her." Darian defended.
"No, Boss." Jay countered. "There is another reason you can't let go of her."
"What other reason could there be, Jay?"
"You are in love with her, Boss," Jay stated firmly.
Darian sighed, resting his back on the seat. That might be the truth.