Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I want to know everything about her...

Damon

When she came out of my office, I watched her through the surveillance videos. She remains motionless for a moment in front of my office door, touching her lips, I smile, she appreciated my kiss.

I call my detective to do some in-depth research on her: Who she sees, what she likes to eat, her hobbies, her last serious relationship.

After the phone call I ask my second driver to follow her everywhere from today. She sent me photos and videos.

He follows them and gives me an account of the day, I look at her photos, her entering the office then coming out downstairs to go to a pub, where she meets a man who kisses her. What is this shit? Who does he think he is? He doesn't know she's mine until I decide otherwise.

I automatically give him a call:

-Amanda Brown, good evening?

- Who is this man sitting next to you?

I recognize the voice, but act like I didn't know who it was.

- Who are you ?

- You know very well who I am, who is this guy?

- I don't see how this concerns you.

- Don't push me to the limit, you won't like what comes of it.

- They `re my best friend.

- Tell him not to kiss you anymore.

And I hang up. My thoughts drift to her, eager for Friday to arrive.

I call my driver back to ask him not to give up, he can be replaced by his partner if he is tired.

I go to the meeting with my assistant and my secretary. I had a busy day.

Amanda

Arrival at home: a small villa that I bought with the money from my first year of work. I am very proud of it, my little villa with three bedrooms, two showers, a large living room and a small one, with a large veranda and a small garden. I live in a new neighborhood for middle income people. I have to walk miles every morning and evening to get home. I rent a room from Franky my lifelong friend, a beautiful specimen who adores men

So sometimes to get rid of guys who are too bulky he pretends to be my boyfriend. It always worked. I take off my shoes and bags, go into the bedroom, undress for a nice cool shower.

I come out of the shower with a towel wrapped around me, when Francky comes into my room:

- So my dear, what's up.

- When are you going to learn to knock on the door?

- When the hens have teeth.

He bursts out laughing and hugs me

- What are we eating tonight?

- Are you preparing something for us or shall we order?

- Today I'm in a happy mood, I'm going to prepare and you have a glass of wine and tell me about your brand new relationship.

- Go for the glass of wine, for the relationship, there is none.

- hooo, little naughty girl, you hide your game well, go tell me everything.

I follow him into the ultra-modern kitchen, sit on a chair with my glass in hand and watch him take the condiments out of the fridge, wash them, and start cutting.

- I know Drake told you everything, so what do you think?

- I have heard of him, he is very respected in the (business) world, he changes partners like shirts, we have never seen him go out twice with the same woman. I know that with what happened with your ex you no longer want a serious relationship with any man, so I think you will get along well. Everyone satisfies their desires and basta, you move on to something else.

- That's what I want, but he already wants to control my life, to know who I'm with, I find him very possessive, for a sex plan.

Just as I finish speaking my phone rings, and it's him

- You see like I said, it's him who's calling.

- Give me the phone

He snatches it from my hands and picks up

- good evening to you too sir, what can I do for you?

He puts it on speaker

- Pass me, Amanda.

His voice is sharp

- It is not currently available

I've been pampering her, call tomorrow morning please.

And then he hangs up, damn I think someone is going to burst out in anger.

He turns off the phone completely, he winks at me:

- I'm sure I'll get to know your sex plan this evening. I'll give you 45 minutes maximum, he'll be there.

We continue our discussion on the different contracts that the company in which he works will sign (he is an executive assistant)

Sure enough, 30 minutes later there was a knock on my door. no one is going to open, we are seated in the armchairs watching a good film while waiting for the meal to cook. I ask him, do you open or should I open?

- Let me open.

He gets up and goes to open the door, I see him stagger, he has just been punched, he grabs his bleeding nose.

- But what did you do?

I yell at Damon

- I'm not okay, you want to break my best friend's nose? What's wrong with you?

- That's already a good point, you stopped talking to me,

He tells me and turns to Francky and says:

-And you let this be the last time you pick up his phone and the last time you hang up on me.

He leaves as he came

What was that? Francky looks at me with questioning eyes????? he is stunned!!!!.

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