{BATH YOU}
“Alfred” Clinton muttered, looking at him shockingly.
Right now, he’s not sure of who exactly is the mafia between the him and Abel
Rocky fell on the ground as blood gushed out of the right eye. The bullet actually got stuck in the eye.
“F*****k!!!!” He cried, rolling on the ground.
Alfred almost shot again, but Clinton held his arm.
“Hey you can’t kill him”
“Füçk off!” Alfred pushed Clifford away and made to shoot again, but Abel held him this time.
“And why the Füçk are you stopping me! I need to end this guy!” He shouted, the veins in his neck so obvious as his eyes got redder at each passing minute.
“I won’t allow you to stain your hands with blood. Give me the gun and I’ll take care of him” Abel said, stylishly taking the gun from him.
Alfred rushed to Kristen immediately. He took off his suit and covered her with it, then he tilted her up, supporting her with his arms.
“Mr… Mr Jenkins” she stuttered tearfully, and he sniffed as he tried to fight back his tears.
She looks so pitiful right now, so much that he began hating himself for allowing her to leave the house.
“Miss clumsy” he said. His voice could barely be heard, and his tears finally fell.
“I’m… I’m so sorry… I…
“Please stop talking, stop ok?” He said, and her eyes closed.
“Kristen! Kristen!” He shook her as her name fell from his lips repeatedly, but she remained unconscious , and he got so scared.
He swept her up on his arms and began running out of the room.
“Clinton, you should follow him” Abel said, and Clinton followed Alfred out.
Abel was rolling his gun in hand as he walked slowly to Rocky who was still crying like a kid, rolling on the ground.
He’s still the only thug alive in the house.
Abel settled on a chair in front of him, letting a dark smirk dominate his face.
“One-eye” he said mockingly, and Rocky stopped moving on the ground.
He looked up, still holding the bleeding eye.
“Bastard!!!” He shouted and made to stand, but Abel shot his right knee, bursting his kneecap.
“AHHHHH!!!” Another scream of pains rented the air from him as he fell back on the ground, holding the knee with his second hand.
“No one will come here to save you, and you’d die in five minutes if your bleeding persists, so answer my questions” Abel said, resting his elbows on his laps as he leaned to him.
“How much have you earned from the stolen jewelries?” He asked calmly.
“9.5 billion!!!” Rocky shouted quickly.
‘”Whoa!, That’s a whopping sum. So she stole jewelries worth billions for you, and you still held her captive for a fifty million debt? She’s not even the owner of it!” Abel shouted angrily.
“Dante sold her to me since she turned five! He sold her to take care of the debt and told me to do anything I want with her! He came today to get another loan too!” Rocky shouted.
“Where’s he?” Abel asked.
“I dunno!!!, I dunno!!!” Rocky cried.
Abel stood and checked his wristwatch.
“You have two minutes left to live, seems you’re really gonna die” he said with a loud grin.
“River won’t let you go!, Dante is dangerous than you think! He’d hunt down Kristen and revenge for me!, You’ll all die!!!” Rocky shouted.
“Even better, I love horror movies” Abel replied and pulled the trigger, giving him the last shot on the forehead.
Rocky fell down dead, and Abel was about to leave when he saw the Ruby Ring on his right finger.
He squatted beside his body and took off the ring.
“Finally found your ring, Alfredo” he smiled and stood.
“Burn down this place” he ordered as he walked out.
“Yes boss!” Alphonse replied.
•••
Alfred was crying so much as he sat on the chair in the hallway, waiting for the doctor to come out and give him the news about Kristen.
She has been in with them since some minutes ago, and he hasn’t stopped crying, real hard.
“Wait… She’s not gonna die so can you stop crying already?” Clinton said.
“You won’t understand. Maybe if I hadn’t turned my back on her immediately i caught her, maybe it wouldn’t be like this. I’m so mad at myself right now Clinton. Didn’t you see her body? They obviously thrashed her hard, and you saw how those bastards were touching her earlier. What if we didn’t go there early? They’d have… Gawd” he started crying again, feeling greatly emotional.
Clinton placed an hand on his shoulder, patting him softly.
“I know how you feel, but stop blaming yourself. You acted how anyone else would have acted, but… I’ve never seen you so emotional like this before” he said, and Alfred looked up.
“I dunno, I just wanna cry” he said, and Clinton smiled sadly before sitting beside him.
He stroked his black hair like a kid’s, and Alfred blinked with his wet eyes.
“Who’s the mafia though? You or Abel?” He said jokingly.
“Stop joking with me, @$$hole” Alfred replied, wiping his tears.
“I’m serious, when did you learn how to shoot? I was like wow! Terminator!” Clinton winked, and Alfred finally laughed.
“You’re crazy” he said as his thin lips spread into a wide smile.
The doctor came out of the ward, and Alfred spranged up immediately.
“Is she ok now?” He asked impatiently, and the doctor smiled.
“She’s stable. Thanks for bringing her early” he said.
“Finally!” Alfred took a deep breath and rushed into the ward.
He sat on a stool beside her bed and took her hand which was wrapped with bandage.
He brought it to his lips and kissed it.
“I’m sorry about everything. I promise to be good to you ok?, Wake up soon, I miss you” he said.
“Wow!, Wow!, I’m jealous!” Abel clapped, walking in.
“Did you take care of him?” Clinton asked.
“Trust me buddy!” Abel replied cheerfully.
“Now you see what I’m talking about, there’s no way he’s using her” Abel whispered.
“I know, he’s whipped” Clinton replied.
“He got caught finally” Abel laughed.
“You should have seen how he was crying earlier. It could fill up a bowl” Clinton replied, and they both laughed mockingly.
“I love when you talk like this buddy!” Abel hugged him.
“Get off” Clinton pushed him away, and Abel laughed again before stroking Alfred’s hair.
“Mafia! Don’t worry she’ll be fine” he said.
•••
Empress Elsa was smoking regally as usual, but in the living room this time.
Santos came in and bowed respectfully.
“Heard Aphrodite is coming back, and Tamara’s agency is in charge of her show” she said, releasing smokes from her nostrils.
“Yes Empress, the red carpet walkers will be chosen according to their records, so miss Tamara will surely be there” he replied.
“Good” she nodded, and he brought out an envelope which he tendered to her.
She gave him a low look before taking the envelope.
She brought out the content, and she stopped smoking as she stared.
They’re pictures of what happened at the hospital an hour ago. How Alfred was crying for Kristen in the hallway.
“So?” She raised her brows.
“Sir Alfred only cries for people he cherishes, this might mean something” he said.
Elsa poured away the pictures and resumed smoking.
“Alfred will never go as low as a maid. Leave” she ordered.
He picked the pictures from the ground and bowed before leaving the room.
•••
Alfred missed all his schedules for today already, there’s just one meeting left, with some Spanish buyers.
He left Kristen with Clinton at the hospital and came to the company briefly to attend to them.
President Billy was in front of the company, huffing angrily as usual
Immediately Alfred stepped out of the car, he raised his hand to hit him on the face, but he caught it and threw it off.
“I won’t allow you to hit my face anymore. I’m not a teen!, Billy” he said, and his eyes widened.
“Did you just call me by my name?”
“What’s your name?, Isn’t it Billy? Just move, please” Alfred pushed him out of the way and started walking in.
“You cancelled all your appointments for today! You haven’t been at work since morning, and now you came with extra wings?, What the hell are you doing!” Billy shouted after him, but he never looked back till he entered the elevator and rode to his office.
“The Spanish buyers are waiting in your office, sir” his secretary said, escorting him in.
The two men were already on seat.
“Perdón por hacerte esperar, pasa ( sorry for keeping you waiting )” he said in Spanish.
“Está bien, pongámonos manos a la obra ( it’s ok, let’s get down to business )” they replied, and he sat with a bright smile
“Seguro (sure)”
The meeting lasted for just ten minutes, and immediately he escorted them out, he left the company too.
He went to a skincare store and started looking around, not knowing the direction to go.
“Looking for something to make your wife’s skin glow?” A voice asked behind him, and he looked back to see an attendant.
“Mr Jenkins!” She gasped.
“Do you have something for scars and acnes?, Anti-aging products” he said.
“Aww!, Miss Rita is so lucky! You actually came to the right place Mr Jenkins!, Please come with me!” She replied, taking him to a different session.
•••
It’s closing time, and Bright waited tiredly in front of the school for Abel. He’s feeling so weak, and he doesn’t know why.
He h@tës getting sick so much cos Abel will get greatly worried, so he’s hoping it’s not something deep.
His face was squeezed as he waited.
Someone suddenly covered his eyes from behind.
“I know it’s you” he said simply, and Queen quickly removed her hands to face him.
“You’re burning up!”
“I’m fine” he replied.
“But…
“Shh, I’m ok” he replied, and she blinked as a white Lamborghini stopped in front of the school.
Immediately the car winded down, the usual man showed up, and Bright’s face squeezed even more.
“You again?”
“What do you want?” Queen asked.
Abel’s car stopped behind him immediately, and he stepped out fast.
“Daaadd” Bright smiled.
He walked to the car, and the man stopped smiling.
“Dennis Gomez?” He said.
“What’s up Abel Keys?” He smiled, and Abel sighed.
“You’re the one my son told me about, the stalker”
“I just adore your son, no strings attached” Dennis replied.
“Why?”
“He’s too cute” Dennis smiled. He looked at he kids again before winding up
He drove away, and Abel sighed before going to the kids.
He carried Bright and have him a peck.
“You’re burning up Young Thug!” He gasped.
“I told him” Queen replied.
“I’m not gonna get sick, right?” Bright said weakly, and Abel hugged him.
“You won’t” he said, dropping him in the car.
He went back for Queen and carried her too.
“Your mum told me to pick you up too, she’ll get you from my place”
“Really?”
He nodded and placed her in the car too, then he drove them home.
•••
“Yes!!!” Tamara screamed crazily immediately she saw her name on the list of the red carpet walkers for the show.
“OMG gawd!” She screamed again when she saw Yvonne’s name too.
Rita’s name topped the list as expected, but the most important thing is that they got picked.
She dialled Yvonne’s line immediately.
“Babe!, Did you see the list already?”
“No, I’m still preparing for my last photoshoot so I haven’t been online” Yvonne replied.
“We’re walking the red carpet for the same brand!” Tamara announced.
“OMG!, Füçk!” Yvonne screamed.
“I can’t wait for next week seriously!”
“Me too bestie!” Yvonne screamed.
“Wait… You’re still at the studio, so who picked Queen up?” Tamara suddenly asked
“Oh… Abel did” Yvonne replied, and Tamara smiled knowingly.
“I said it! You have a crush on a mafia!” She laughed.
“Is it bad?” Yvonne replied.
“When did you both get so close to the point of picking your daughter from school?” Tamara asked.
“I’ll gist you tommorow, time for my next session” Yvonne hung up, and Tamara smiled.
“How cute!”
Immediately she dropped her phone, her mind went to the lingerie, and she ran upstairs to her room.
She emptied everything on the bed and picked one, then she stripped herself and put it on.
She walked to the mirror and checked herself out, and a naughty smile took over her face.
“So Sëx¥” she bit her lip, turning around.
She rubbed her @$$ which was looking so hot in the lingerie, then she shook it a bit, twerking in front of the mirror.
“I’m so hot, i need a fan” she said proudly, getting her phone.
“Ok let’s start” she said, inserting a finger into get mouth as she snapped a full picture of herself like that, then she snapped a picture of her @$$ and B@@bs.
She was smiling as she sent it all…. To Metawin.
•••
Kristen’s eyes opened gently, and immediately she smelled her environment, she knew it’s an hospital.
Her pains reduced, and she sat up on her own.
Clinton entered the ward instantly, and his eyes widened when he saw her awake.
“Kristen!” He rushed to her and hugged her tightly.
“Clinton” she muttered.
“Thanks for waking up. Alfred almost went insane” he replied, and she quickly broke the hug.
“Mr Jenkins?” She said impatiently, and he nodded.
“Don’t worry, it’s all over now. Rocky is dead”
“Huh?”
“Yes, all thanks to Alfred and Abel” he smiled, stroking her hair.
Alfred came in next, and Kristen quickly turned away from him, ashamed to look at his face.
“You’re awake” he smiled, walking to the bed.
She kept her face down as Clinton stood from her side.
Alfred sat beside her and smiled.
“Look at me” he said, and she shook her head.
“I know it’s not your fault. You had no choice, so spare me a glance” he said again, but she remained the same.
“Should I get out?” He asked
No answer, so he stood to leave, but she quickly grabbed his arm, stopping him.
Alfred turned back, and her face was already up.
Tears rushed out of her eyes, and he quickly sat beside her.
He held her face, and she started hiccupping as she cried.
“I’m…I’m…so…so…rry….I want…ed…to…tell you about it but…but I was…. scared…I was….
She broke down in tears immediately, unable to say the rest.
“Aww, clumsy maid stop crying” he smiled, wiping the tears before hugging her
She kept crying so loud in his arms, and he started petting her, rubbing her hair.
“It’s ok now, no Rocky will force you to steal anymore” he said, tightening the hug.
“I’m so sorry!!!” Kristen cried out again.
“Stop crying already, please” Alfred begged.
Clinton smiled again and left the ward.
He got a text from Beyonce as he walked out.
COME FAST, I’M HORNY
He sighed and texted Abel. He’s gonna go sleep at his place.
•••
Alfred’s came out of the car, and Kristen stepped out from the other door, but he quickly walked to her and carried her in his arms.
She made to protest, but he gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
“Don’t complain” he said, and she smiled as he took her in.
Rita is in the living room with Minaj who came visiting.
Her eyes widened when she saw Kristen in Alfred’s arms, and the TV remote fell from her.
“How dare you carry that thief in your arms Alfred!, How could you stoop so low I’m so disappointed!” She shouted jealously.
“Who made you the commissioner for disappointment?” he replied and began going upstairs.
“I’m your wife Alfred!, How could you treat that thief like a princess when she’s nothing but a…
“Say the next word, and I’ll have to cancel my vow of never beating a woman. I’ll hit you” he interrupted, and her eyes widened.
“What!, You’ll hit me because of her?”
“Try it” Alfred replied and went upstairs finally.
“Alfred!!!” Rita screamed after him.
He took her to his room and placed her on bed, then he brushed her hair with his fingers.
“Your room…” She said.
“You’re sleeping here tonight” he replied.
“Huh?” She blinked, and he smiled before getting a bag from the bedstand.
He brought out a chilled cup of ice cream which he handed to her with the spoon.
He brought out a big teddy from another bag, colour white.
“It’s cute” she smiled, taking it from him.
“Heard ladies love teddies these days” he replied, and she kissed the teddy.
“I love it, thanks Mr Jenkins” she said, and he leaned in.
“Next time if you feel grateful, just kiss me” he whispered, and she blushed immediately.
“Alfred!!!” Rita stormed in, and she almost fainted when she saw Kristen in bed.
“Miss clumsy, eat the ice cream before it melts, then I can go bath you” Alfred said, and Kristen gasped.
Rita went totally crazy immediately.
“You said what!”
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TB Continued…
