🌹🖤THE PICKPOCKET TOMBOY 🖤🌹
[She’s Sassy…]
THEME: The Grand Hottie’s Kissmate
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CHAPTER 77&78
#Unedited
Okay, lemme say this again: After reading, read the requirements carefully, if the requirements are nowhere close to complete before 8pm, I won’t post.
I’m hell busy and lil things like this annoys me AF
•Outside the Hall•
Frown.
Derek has never seen Cathy frown before.
She always has this cute smile that shines as the morning sun, flushes anger and makes a guy rock hard.
But now she’s frowning.
“That’s weird of you, but in another sense, you’re not bad while frowning, baby,”he said.
She frowned more deeply.
“Still cute AF,”he commented.
“Derek!”she snapped.
He held her cheeks and smiled at her, rubbing those cheeks like fragile eggs.
“Whatever it is, I’m sorry,”he whispered, those fine fingers of his never stopped rubbing her cheeks.
Her eyes softened and he pecked her forehead.
“You’re sorry for what? I haven’t started scolding you,”she said.
“My baby can’t be mad at her daddy, yunno?”he said.
“Who made that rule?”she pouted bashfully. If cheeks were tomatoes, it’s definitely Cathy’s cheeks.
“Me,”he replied. Her lashes fluttered.
“So tell Daddy, what did he do?”he held her shoulders.
“You didn’t tell me your dad is the Mayor of NYC,”she said, his brows narrowed and he looked down.
“Ah, that,”he said.
Cathy searched for his eyes and he finally looked back at her, pouting.
“Won’t hide nothing from you anymore, okay? Just hate talking about that annoying as füç? father of mine,”he said.
“Why?”she held his hand.
“He loves ruling, I hate abiding to his damn rules. Both clashed and you know the rest,”he said.
“You both are enemies,”she said.
He shrugged.
“Derek, could you maybe see your dad tonight and talk with him for me?”she made cat eyes.
He tried frowning but couldn’t, then he groaned.
“Damn, silly baby,”he ruffled his hair.
She stood on her toes and leaned, and kissed his lips. He licked his lips seductively, making her smile.
“Fine, I’ll do it for you,”he said, she smiled wider and hugged him.
“I love you too,”she said.
Derek widened his eyes and broke the hug, holding her on her shoulders. Their eyes clashed.
“What did you just say?”he asked.
“I said, I love you too. I love you, Derek Denaley,”she smiled.
“Damn, my baby girl,”he seethed through his teeth, hugging her tightly.
“Daddy,”she smiled in the hug.
“C’mon, leggo,”he broke apart and pulled her away.
•Changing Room•
Dennis walked out, adjusting his face cap only to be palmed on the chest by someone.
He looked up at the hand— it’s black.
And that hand has a jersey attached to it— Scorpions jersey.
He looked up at the guy.
“I played well,”he mouthed.
“You didn’t win,”Noah replied seriously, handing over the Jersey to him.
Dennis rolled his eyes and collected it, then he forcefully stuck the Jersey into Noah’s shirt.
“Man,”Noah squinted and held Dennis’ hand. His back jammed on the wall at that result.
“You won’t return the Jersey, you’re for my team now, understood?”Dennis said.
Noah widened his eyes but nodded all the same.
“Good,”Dennis left him and tapped his arm. Noah stared at him in surprise.
Dennis didn’t look back anymore, he walked away.
“Da füç??”Noah blinked but remembering Dennis tapped his arm earlier, he groaned.
“Man, you strong as hell,”he complained, took out the Jersey from his chest and removed his backpack.
He packed the Jersey in his backpack, zipped and slid it on before walking away, taking the same direction Dennis took.
He hasn’t gotten halfway towards the elevator when a door was opened beside him. He looked and that was all, he was pulled in.
The class… hall… wherever this is, is dark. Totally.
Noah widened his eyes and jerked, he quickly turned to the door, trying to open it.
It’s locked.
“Da füç? are you?!”he yelled, jamming on the door.
Whoever pulled him in, turned him to the door making his back slam on it.
His hands were pinned to his side strongly and before he could retaliate, familiar lips pressed softly against his own.
He widened his eyes as it was broken with a little pout.
But that wasn’t all.
The lips touched his again, pressing harder.
Then he recognized the signature scent. The strong palms holding his hands and the breaths.
He didn’t waste time, he deepened the kiss.
The kiss was unsure at first, but when both felt their hardness rubbing on each other, the kiss got meaningful.
Noah’s hands were released and he grabbed the kisser’s face abruptly, switching position.
Hands twisted on each other, sweat crawled, breaths shook.
Clock that.
•A Penthouse•
Isa’s car rode in, the gate was locked automatically and she parked somewhere among other cars.
She got down, brought down her sunglasses to peek at the penthouse which is on the highest floor.
“Hey, Dono, I’m here,”she said. She’s got no phone in her hands but since she’s on Airpods, that’s exactly what she’s speaking with.
“I’m behind you,”a voice made her turn back.
The carefree, handsome guy took few steps closer to her and her throat danced on its own.
He finally stood before her, she staggered but he grabbed her arms, comporting her.
Just like the first time they met, he was so nice helping her massage her legs.
Now he’s holding her from falling? What other sweet side character does he have.
“Easy, Madmoiselle,”he smiled.
Her eyes stayed on his blue ones and when she thought she had looked too much, she nodded.
“This is the second time we’re seeing, so I couldn’t grasp your face properly. And the pics you sent to me? They’re nothing compared to what I’m seeing, you’re hella hot,”he commented.
“Gawd, and you’re hot Donovan,”she blushed.
He smiled.
“Won’t be going back to France till next month, we’ll see often,”he placed his palm. Isa took it and he kissed her knuckles like a gentleman that he is.
Isa can’t blush enough.
They walked towards the skycraper together.
Donovan… The name sounds familiar right?
•A Classic Restaurant•
In the VVIP suite, decorated with beautiful vanilla smelling candles and pink diamond light sat Cathy and Derek in the middle which is filled with expensive food, snacks wines and drinks.
This place is literally for a couple’s date. And yeah, we’ll call it a date, a day for Cathy coz pink?
It’s too beautiful to behold. Like a princess ball room where the prince wants to do everything she wants.
Cathy shoved the forkful of pottage into her mouth before looking at Derek.
“You’re not eating,”she pouted.
“Nah, hearing were a thing has made me full,”he shook his head and she smiled.
“You’re beautiful, you know that?”he leaned from across her.
She blushed the more.
“Yeah, you tell me that everyday, I’m used to it now,”she looked down.
“Look at me, Amelia-Cathy,”he said.
She looked up.
“Apart from Mom and Dad, you’re the first to call me Amelia… even Andrea doesn’t,”she smiled.
“I just want you to remember who are now, Governor’s daughter,”he winked.
“Derek,”she laughed and stained her lips in the process.
She quickly picked up a napkin and almost wiped her lips but he put down her hand and wiped off the stain from her lips with his mouth, eating her right there on her upper lip.
“You don’t do that when your boyfriend is around,”he winked and sat down.
She nodded.
“I love you, my Baby, my Princess, my Mermaid”he whispered.
“I… love you too my Daddy, Prince and Merman,”she winked.
“Damn, I wanna marry you right now,”he groaned, she quickly stuck a forkful of pottage into his mouth.
He blinked and slowly chewed.
“Why?”he asked with mouthful.
“We’re still in highschool,”she said.
“So? Haven’t you heard news of couple attending college together?”he said seriously.
“Derek,”she shook her head.
“I’m head over heels for you, in love with everything about you. I know what I’m saying, Cathy. I’ve never felt this before it’s killing me,”he sighed dramatically.
She laughed and ate slowly.
“Stain your lips, I wanna kiss you,”he pleaded. Before she could say ‘SI’ or ‘NO’, he captured her lips.
“Oooh,”she moaned.
•Rhapsody’s Mansion•
“I’m home,”Rhapsody kicked the door, and barged in.
The smell of Russian dishes filled her nose and she moaned, throwing away the large bags of pads and tampons and groceries.
She ran to the kitchen.
“Madam Lyla, what do we have for dinner?”she asked.
She paused when she saw a slender, smooth back. The figure is intentionally putting on something seductive— a small, pink singlet and a black coverage panty exposing her arse cheeks a little.
She looks too busy and it seems she’s got earpiece on.
Rhapsody folded her arms and walked to her, placing her jaw on her left shoulder.
Winter turned around and Rhapsody moved back a little, smiling.
“Why are you here?”she touched Winter’s hair.
“Just decide to come treat you a little with your country’s dish, your team won the game, remember?”Winter winked.
“Or.. you came…”Rhapsody moved forward, holding her by both sides of her waist.
“To seduce me?”she whispered.
“Rhapsody,”Winter laughed.
“Seducer,”Rhapsody accused, wrapping her lips on her neck.
A melodious moan evaded Winter’s lips.
•Evening~Pavement•
•In Eric’s Car•
A party is going on in the car. The car is dimly lit— red and blue lights interchanging colors.
Smell of Dom Pérignon and Hennessy XO saturated the car like sin, and expensive food and snacks littered the chair… the car at whole.
“Turning towards Stone’s estate, now,”Senitel said.
Eric and Alex didn’t mind, they drowned themselves in and with the Champagne, Popping and popping.
“You’re the best, Weakie, I love two things about you. YOU and BIG BRO,”Alex winked, wetting her hair with Hennessy.
“Medulla is nicknamed ‘Big bro’ now?”he looked at her with dark eyes.
And yeah, both are literally drunk. It’s not showing but at least, it looks like they’re drunk.
“Hmm,”she nodded.
“Master Eric, Miss Alex, we’re here,”Senitel replied.
“Let’s kiss, Lexandra,”he held her hand.
“Hmm, was about to say that,”she grinned.
Eric leaned and pulled her head to him from behind, locking their lips.
Now they taste the same and yet different.
Their whole body smelled champagne and money.
Both kissed on a high note, another level.
“I love you, Lexandra Tomboy,”he whispered when the kiss was broken.
“I fúcking love you, Erico Weakie,”she replied, their foreheads touched and they exchanged sweet smiles.
They suddenly don’t want to leave each other.
“The door is opened,”Senitel reminded.
They finally bike apart and Alex got down from the car. She winked at Eric and he did too. The door was jammed and she stared at it.
The car is built with tilted like windows but really, there are no mirrors.
She just knows Eric is staring at her but she can’t see him.
The car drove off and she finally walked to the house, ignoring Mary’s greetings.
Mary is stepping out of the house, maybe she’s on her day off starting from this evening.
•In Stone’s Mansion•
Alex walked past Omar’s door, his door is left ajar.
“Hey Dada,”she muttered and walked past the door.
But then she noticed something odd.
The door.
She spotted a broken glass cup inside the room through the open part of the door.
“Dada?”she knocked, no response.
She pushed the door fully open only to meet a horrible scene.
Omar is lying lifeless on the bed. He’s literally not living and…
“Damn, Dada!”her solemn eyes opened. She ran to him and held his hands, feeling his pulse.
It’s not moving.
She widened her eyes and looked back at the broken glass. Water is on the floor, wetting that part and they’re scattered pills on the floor.
What should Alex do?
She doesn’t know who the family doctor is. She doesn’t know any nearby hospital here.
She can’t contact any security guard since they don’t have any guard— security is based on tech.
And… the house workers, they’re not around!
“Dada!”she screamed.
“Mira!”she added, dialling Mira’s number. It’s switched off.
She quickly called Eric’s line.
•Ken and Ben’s Restaurant•
“What?”Christy widened her eyes immediately she heard Alex’s voice on the phone.
“Alright.. I… I’ll come right away,”she stuttered, gulping hard.
She hung up and removed her chef cap, sweating.
“What is it, Christy?”her fellow chef asked, she masked her face with an uneasy smile.
“It’s fine, I’m fine,”she said.
Amanda walked in and Christy quickly pulled her out of the kitchen.
“I just wanted to crack my stiff waist before you pulled me,”Amanda groaned, stretching and cracking her bones.
“Ahh, I feel good,”she moaned.
Christy fidgeted and she looked up.
“What.. what is it?”she asked.
“Omar… it’s Omar. He was rushed to the New York’s Hospital just now, I think he had an attack,”Christy muttered.
“What attack?”Amanda gasped.
“I don’t know. Alexa sounds scared telling me that,”Christy replied.
“And what do you wanna do?”Amanda intentionally asked.
“I don’t…”
“Fúcking take a leave from our manager and rush down there, I’ll cover up for you. We just have barely one hour to close for the day,”Amanda said.
“What if she doesn’t grant my request for a leave?”Christy asked.
“Don’t be silly, C’mon,”Amanda groaned.
“Thank you so much, Amanda, dunno what I’d do without you,”Christy said and ran back in.
Amanda placed her hands akimbo and breathed.
“So she still loves Omar afterall, what then was the pretence?,”she scoffed and shook her head, walking back in with a slight chuckle.
•New York’s Hospital•
Christy rushed to the hallway to see familiar and unfamiliar faces.
“Momma,”Alex stood up from the reception chair, walking to her. Since Alex can’t cry, her eyes only glowed red.
Cathy was the crying one, as much as she doesn’t want to cry, she’s crying.
Derek had to carry her like a baby.
She has protective guards mounted in secret and open places.
Rhapsody is standing by the wall, yawning tiredly while Eric checked the time on his wristwatch.
Andrea is also present but he’ll be going soon since he has something to attend to, in Portugal— his dad’s doing.
“See ya, Alex. I’ll call okay?”he said. She turned to him and nodded with a little smile.
“Thanks Bestie,”she punched his chest lightly.
He nodded at the others and walked out.
Christy stared in surprise. Is she seeing the governor’s son, life? The mayor’s son? The governor’s daughter? Even Rhapsody, Alex’s bad omen?
Then the unbelievable, Eric Grande.
But then she remembered why she was here.
“Alexa,”she said.
“Momma, I’m really disappointed. You can’t even ask how’s dada doing? After putting him in this condition, you dare stand like a damn rock?!”Alex glared.
“Huh?”Christy blinked.
“Lexandra,”Eric walked forward, pulling her.
“Omar is diagnosed with Cardiogenic shock, but today the shock was too much that it affected his heart so badly, keeping him in a critical state. The doctor said he hasn’t had enough rest and his heart had been heavy for the past few weeks and for his health, he shouldn’t think much or let anything take him unaware,”Eric explained to Christy, she gasped.
“Just tell her, tell her how her disappearance to Dada cost him that fúcking attack, tell her how an heartbreaking news nineteen years ago made him sick”Alex snapped, dialling Mira’s line again.
Now it’s not switched off, she’s just ignoring it.
Alex isn’t supposed to have that idiot’s number but her dad made it so.
•Hotel~A room•
Mirabelle walked out of the bathroom, raw.
She isn’t on anything. She’s fully raw and her butterfly tattoo on her arse caught the light.
There’s a guy in bed and he didn’t bother covering himself, he’s naked too.
The sheet is soak in orgasms and sweat and that says it.
They just had séx.
Mira joined him in bed, rolling her eyes as her phone rang for the one millionth time.
“Ready for the next round?”the guy asked cockily, nibbling on her shoulder.
“Fúcking wait,”she pushed him away, checking her phone.
Since she wouldn’t pick Alex’s call, Alex texted.
Stupid AF Tomboy: Come to New York hospital, now, idiot!
She rolled her eyes and gave her phone screen the middle finger.
“Hope you stay in that hospital till you die,”she muttered.
“Who is it?”the guy whispered on her neck.
“The bitch who stole everything from me, The füç? is she calling?”she scoffed, removing the messaging app with her long fingered nails.
Her nails are painted like butterflies, pink butterflies.
Alex sent another message.
Stupid AF Tomboy: Dada is in the hospital.
Her eyes widened and she adjusted immediately.
“Dad had his attack? füç?, no,”she said.
“I gotta go”she told the guy, he immediately grabbed her by the arse.
“Where are you going?”he asked, his cøvk teasing her hip.
“Dad’s in the hospital,”she replied, putting on her bras.
“C’mon, we made a deal. Tonight’s ??? will be nine rounds, we haven’t gotten halfway, forget about your dad and…”
Mirabelle slapped him immediately, shutting him up. He palmed his red cheek in shock.
She got down, put on her g-string and glared at him.
“I paid you to be my füç? mate till I’m satisfied and I can end the deal, don’t mess with me,”she grabbed her clothes, phone, purse and heels, rushing out.
The guy blinked.
•Back To The Hospital•
Cathy, Rhapsody and Derek had left a few minutes ago. Only Eric stayed with Alex who’s pacing crazily.
Christy sat quietly, fidgeting
“What’s wrong with Dad?”Mira ran in, her gown isn’t properly worn.
It’s inside out.
Alex heard her voice and rushed to her, greeting her with a heavy punch.
She staggered, falling on her butt and her lips burst.
“Lexandra!”Eric frowned, pulling Alex.
“Can you fúcking calm down? You’re making it worse it’s crazy!”he shouted, angrily.
“I did nothing wrong,”Mira cried, Christy stood up, not knowing what to do.
“If you hadn’t come back after I called you, what would I have done? I never knew dada had a weak heart and she? She fúcking knows! She’s been with him for years. Why didn’t she let me know, what if I didn’t return home early enough to meet dada! Huh!”Alex yelled.
“We don’t shout in the hospital, Miss. Keep your calm,”a doctor walked to them.
“Spare me shits!”Alex screamed.
Mira slowly stood up, instead of hating Alex, she hated herself.
Alex is right. Wait, is Mira even a good child.
“I don’t know your hospital, this is where I could think of. It’s closer and the cardiologist is someone I know, your dad is safe, okay?”Eric told Mira, she nodded in tears.
Normally, she’d have jubilated he talked to her but nah, not in this condition.
“Alex, I’m sorry,”she muttered.
Alex couldn’t even think, she tore herself off Eric’s hold, pacing.
“You’re his wife?”the doctor asked Christy.
She blinked. Alex and Eric gave her the dont-say-no look.
“Yes,”she nodded.
“Come with me,”the man said and she followed, still fidgeting.
Alex fell on the chair, breathing hard. Eric checked his wrist again.
“Alex, I’m sorry, believe me. I’ve been a bad daughter, a bad sister, a bad bitch. Dad wouldn’t have been here if I… if I didn’t act like a bitch,”Mira said.
A nurse walked out and stood before them.
“His blood isn’t matched with any of our present ones so the best option is to do a blood donation of his own offspring,”she said.
“I’m his daughter,”Alex and Mira said simultaneously. Alex already stood up.
The nurse looked at them one after the other. “May I know the senior?”she asked.
“We’re age mates,”Mira said, Eric walked to sit, resting his face on his palms.
“Mira’s older than me,”Alex said, Mira looked at her.
“You wanna donate, right?”Alex said.
Mira nodded quickly, she was led away.
Alex sat back down and Eric pecked her forehead.
“Sorry, I’m wild, Weakie,”she muttered.
“Sometimes, you gotta let it out. But reduce it, okay?”he replied, she nodded.
Minutes later, Christy walked to them and she stood up.
“Momma, sorry for the outburst,”she said.
“I’m sorry too, Alexa,”Christy said, they hugged but it was forcefully broken when Mira’s loud cries sounded nearer.
“Mira, anything wrong? Is dada fine?”Alex asked.
Mira immediately hugged Christy like she knew her, crying her eyes out.
Christy and co exchanged glances, Eric stood up.
“What is it?”he asked.
The nurse behind Mira spoke up.
“The blood didn’t match, so we did a DNA test twice and the results were the same,”she said.
Mira increased her cry to wail.
“Mira isn’t Omar Stones real child,”the nurse dropped the bombshell.
“Holy fúcking devil!”Alex blinked.
TBC…
