CHAPTER 7: Steal Her From Him

-=Ram's Point of View=-

My attention was retained on them, and for some inexplicable reason, I had the urge to approach their table, remove the woman from Henry's company, and walk away. However, I refrained from doing so because I wanted to approach her at the most appropriate moment.

She is just as gorgeous as she was the last time I saw her, if not more so, because of her attire and demeanor.

She appears sophisticated, but I prefer her naked in my bed. As a result of this thought, the member between my legs reacted as though it could not wait to feel her again.

"Damn it!" I silently muttered.

By all means, I needed to steal her from Henry Cervantes!

They spoke for nearly an hour as if they were discussing something important, and their proximity is making me agitated.

While secretly watching them, I decided to order something to eat; instead of watching them foolishly, I might as well take my dinner.

Since their arrival, all eyes have been on them. Henry Cervantes is a well-known businessman and someone you wouldn't want to mess with. I am aware that stealing her girl is a huge risk, but I was willing to take it.

After another thirty minutes of waiting, I observed Henry requesting his bill, followed by them leaving their seats.

I may have been fortunate when I followed them and observed that they split up when they left the restaurant.

I debated whether or not to approach her directly but decided that it would be best to first observe where she was going and what she planned to do now that Henry had left.

As I followed her, I expected her to hail a cab or do something else, but she continued to walk until she passed a homeless man begging for spare change.

When she merely looked at her and decided to continue walking, a smirk appeared on my face.

I continued to follow her until she arrived at a fast food restaurant, which baffles me given that she had just finished eating dinner.

I decided to wait for her, and after approximately ten minutes, I noticed that she was carrying a paper bag with the logo of a fast food restaurant when she got out of the establishment.

When I realized that she was returning to where we came from, my brows furrowed.

"Did she forget something?" I thought to myself.

I can't help but be concerned that they may have agreed to meet back at the restaurant, but my concern vanished and a genuine smile formed on my lips when I realized that she had just returned to the homeless man to feed him.

The homeless man summoned the other street dwellers to share the food he had received, and a young girl, approximately six years old, offered her a hamburger, which she accepted with a beautiful smile.

I observed in silence as she spoke to those people as if she knew them personally, and I could tell she genuinely cared about them.

She didn't stay long in that place, and after saying goodbye, she finally left.

I cannot help but admire this woman for the goodness I see within her, despite the fact that the money she used was earned by selling her body.

I couldn't stop wondering if Henry had already had his way with her, but I quickly dismissed that notion, deciding that she would be mine no matter what.

When I saw her hailing a taxi, I reacted quickly and ran towards her, surprising her by entering the vehicle first.

"Sorry, it's my taxi."

She started speaking but stopped when she finally had a better look at my face, and I could tell that she still remembered me, which made me happy.

"Ram..." she muttered.

I was surprised that she knew my name, but I quickly dismissed it since I had more important matters to discuss with her.

"Get in," I said, and at first she seemed hesitant, but she eventually got inside the cab.

"To BGC," I said to the taxi driver.

I considered bringing her to my condo unit so that we could talk without being interrupted.

During the drive, she just remained quiet as her gaze remained fixed outside the window.

When she was in such close proximity to me that I could smell the natural feminine scent coming from her body, which drives me crazy, it took all of my self-control not to wrap her in my arms.

I made an effort to ignore the lust that I was experiencing for her because I didn't want her to be scared if I suddenly decided to embrace her and kiss her right away, which is what I really wanted to do the moment that I saw her, and even more so. 

I wanted to make sure that she was comfortable with me before I did what I wanted to do with her.

We arrived at my condo after more than an hour, and I decided to get out of the car to open the door for her.

"Come on," I said when she remained seated in the cab.

I got a hold of her hand and helped her exit the taxi.

I did not let go of her hand as we made our way to the elevator. I could tell that she was trembling for some unknown reason, and that feeling remained with her all the way up until we were finally inside my residence.

"Do you want anything to drink, or maybe you want to eat some..." I said, but she immediately cut me off.

"What exactly do you need from me, Ram?" She asked, and I could detect the irritation in her voice.

I took a deep breath before starting to speak, especially since I didn't really know what I wanted to happen now that she was in front of me.

If I were to be honest, what I really wanted was to remove all our clothes and have passionate sex, since I've been longing to feel her body next to mine.

"I want you to be my woman," I said, and I was surprised when those words came out of my mouth, but I guess that was exactly what I wanted to happen between us.

She looked shocked when she heard what I said, and as a result, she appeared to be having difficulty forming a word.

"You want me to be your girlfriend?" She asked in a troubled voice.

"What I'm offering you is to become my woman, not my girlfriend," I said.

Her expression changed from confusion to annoyance; she probably thought that I was planning to be serious with her, but all I wanted from her was for her to become my kept woman.

There's no denying the attraction I have for her, but it isn't enough for me to consider her my girlfriend.

I was startled when she suddenly stood up, and she was about to walk out the door when I stopped her by holding her arm.

"Just listen to me first; I know Henry Cervantes is richer than me, and he can give you anything you want, but I can also give you anything you want, and compared to him, I don't have a wife," I said.

She looked confused when she heard what I said, so I decided to continue talking, trying to convince her.

"I can help you, so you don't have to sell your body anymore; I can give you a house and lot; cars; jewelry; anything you want; and compared to Henry, I'm single, so you don't have to worry about a jealous wife," I continued. But she remained silent, so I continued.

"Because if you're going to continue your relationship with Henry, you will be in big trouble because of her wife. I know what kind of attitude Henry's wife has."

I never met Henry's wife, but according to the gossip from the people around them, Ellaine was the jealous type; she could be cruel to anyone that messed with her, and that includes women trying to get intimate with her husband.

I remembered what Janine told me about a certain woman who suddenly disappeared when she was mistaken for Henry's mistress.

"Let go of me, Ram," she said.

I was stunned when I saw hatred in her eyes. I didn't know what made her this angry when I was just giving her a better option.

"I can help you; just accept my offer," I said, and after that I finally let go of her arm.

I handed her my calling card, just in case she changed her mind, and I was really hoping she would agree to what I wanted.

After she left, I went to my room and laid my tired body in bed. I was looking at the ceiling while still thinking about her, and I couldn't help but be worried that she would still choose a married man over me.

As I said, Henry is far richer than I am, but compared to him, I don't have a jealous wife that she would be worried about, and I was confident that she would consider that factor.

I can't imagine what Ellaine might do to her once she learned about her relationship with her husband.