4 chapter three

"Good morning Miss Lucy."

Anthony's chauffeur greets me as he stands by the black jeep ride to open the car for me.

"Morning," I said as I straighten my white strapless dress one last time before entering the car.

The roads were clear as we set off towards the airport, which took us about twenty-three minutes to get there.

After checking in, the chauffeur decided to head back while I sat in the waiting room until it was time to board which took about thirty minutes.

The flight attendants escort me to my seat in 2A, helping me put my things down as I sat on the seat.

As I settled into the plane, I texted Jessica that I have boarded and would go on aeroplane mode.

A flight attendant offered me champagne, I refused to take it at first thinking I was to pay for it but when I realised it was free, I decided to take it anyway.

After all, this was going to be a long journey.

As I sipped my champagne, we waited for other passengers to join us, which took about thirty minutes.

Then we took off.

I got a clad - headset, I played music in my headset until I slept off.

After some hours, I heard the pilot announcing that we were preparing to land.

How time could go so fast.

I checked my phone it was reading five-sixteen pm.

After arrival, I called Anthony to inform him as he said I should when I get there but he didn't pick up.

I used my remaining small saving to look for a small motel where I could sleep.

The rooms were not expensive so I managed to pay for them.

A fairly attractive Asian receptionist welcomes me as I pay for a room giving me a key card to room 234 as he points me towards the stairs.

"Second-floor ma'am."

Thank you I replied as I walked through the stairs.

Reaching the second floor, I searched for my room and found it.

I entered the room.

The room was a complete definition of a cupboard, no wonder the bills are small.

It has a four - footbed, a built-in wardrobe and a couple of shelves fixed to the wall.

  Standing at the only available floor space.

There was absolutely no room for anything else. I just hoped the bathroom wasn't as bad.

My heart was a bit calm when I discovered the bathroom condition.

Though it wasn't the best; not even close, but it was clean, so it would do for now.

Keeping my box in the closet.

I decided to take my bath before going to look for a restaurant to get something to eat as I was not ready to get food poisoning from eating the motel's food.

After a long relaxing shower, I decided to put on a simple white cotton shirt and my black shorts as I went out.

After getting down the stairs, I asked the receptionist if there was a restaurant around where I could get something to eat since the environment was remote.

After offering the motel food as an option, which I adamantly rejected, he directed me to a hotel that had a  restaurant and is not too far from the motel.

After a long walk, I saw the beautifully designed extensive hotel building.

Walking in, from its vastness and luxurious modern decor, I could tell the hotel was very expensive.

I found the restaurant after the hotel receptionist directed me to the floor where the restaurant was located.

The place was beautiful and cosy when I entered.

Reaching the counter, I meet an attractive, young, tall blonde lady, taking orders.

"What can I get you?" she arches her brows slightly as she brings out her pen to jot down my order.

"I will get the  chicken sauce with macaroni." I and a male voice behind me chorused.

"Okay so, both of you then." She said as she went to get our order.

Turning to find who ordered exactly the same food as me.

I saw a strikingly attractive and almost disturbing posed stranger. He's so tall he made me so self-conscious of my height. Dressed in a fine dark suit, he looked insanely attractive.

I have never seen a man wear a suit so well.

His strands of unruly dark hair curls down his chisel face as his intense dark-grey eyes regards me shrewdly.

"H-Hi," I flushed as I waved sheepishly at him.

"What are you doing L" I muttered to myself and brought down my hand.

"Hi" His voice is warm, possibly amused, but it's difficult to tell from his impassive expression.

He looks mildly interested, but above all, friendly.

With the waiter back with a plate, she went straight and handed it to the gorgeous stranger behind me.

"There was only one order remaining miss, maybe you can order something else." She says, not so politely.

Of course and she had to go give it to him.

Was she winking at him?

I shouldn't be surprised, she saw a rich, handsome man in a suit so she decides to treat him first, even though the ordinary, poor girl was in front.

Annoyed and frustrated, I said to the waitress.

"I was in front of this man which meant you were meant to attend to me first," I said angrily.

"Miss am sorry, but he is an important guest to our hotel, maybe I should give you—"

Of course, that's the reason, I don't blame any of them, I blame myself for being poor.

"You know what forget about it, I do not blame you guys I would go eat somewhere else." I cut in angrily.

I was very hungry and now some rich dude whom I was sure was not as tired, hungry and devastated as I am would get the food. I was pissed.

Walking to and turning to face the cute stranger who was already walking out with his order and said.

"Just because you think you are rich does not mean you get everything you want while others remain hungry. "

Dusting my hands from his shirt as though I was some dirt, he said. "I do not think am rich, I am rich and nobody said you should remain hungry." He simply replied and walked out.

Wide-eyed, everyone was looking at me, feeling self-conscious and stupid I walked out.

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Sitting in the motel room as I felt so tired and hungry. Since the place was remote, it was hard to find any other restaurant around here.

Replaying the whole scenery that happened three hours ago in my head.

I thought. —shit, maybe I should have just ordered anything else, now I could literally hear my stomach groaning.

A new message enters my phone.

"I saw your miss call, have you reached?"

Oh, finally. Is now he's answering me.

"Yes," I texted back, slightly pissed at him. "Am in a motel."

"Oh, send me the address I will send someone to pick you up and take you to the place you would be staying."

I texted him back the name of the motel and laid back on the bed.

Then another message came in again.

"There is a job opening tomorrow for a PA job in Bennett's enterprise, and you should go for the interview make sure you get it cause that's your one ticket to getting what we need." He said and I replied.

"Maybe you should have told me earlier, I would have brought my credentials."

He didn't reply to my statement but instead said. "I will send you the details."

"I could imagine you are having so much fun ordering me around," I texted back annoyed.

And the arrogant pimp texted back "Well, to be truthful, a bit." 

I threw my phone frustratedly, allowing it to bounce off, harmlessly on the bed.

Taking out the half chocolate I didn't finish eating on the plane and ate it hungrily. Though barely satisfactory, it would do for now.

After showering and texting Jessica of my arrival I decided to sleep off, before whoever that is comes to pick me.

It was night when I heard a knock on my hotel door.  Some Italian looking lady was standing at my door.

After explaining and informing me that she was to take me to my new residence, I dragged on my packed bags and followed her to the black BMW parked outside.

After a long ride through the city of London, she finally stopped in some fancy three-bedroom apartment.

"This would be your temporal apartment." She said and my mouth opened.

"Th—This?" I asked confused and surprised.

" Yes." She stated. " Boss said you will occupy it until you are finished with your job." She said sternly.

After showing me around the Victorian furnished apartment, she helped me pack into the biggest room there. "This would be your room." She explained.

We went to the kitchen, the fridge was stuffed with snacks, drinks and foodstuffs. "You can make and eat whatever you want." She explained and I nodded.

After looking around the kitchen, we went into the living room where she brought out a brand new laptop and cell phone. "This is yours." She said and handed it to me.

"You are to communicate and receive instructions from him every day at seven pm only" She explained.

Then she stretched her hand forward and I gave her a confused glare.

"You are to give me your phone." She sternly said.

"Why is that?" I glared.

"Didn't boss tell you?" She raised her thin brow at me.

"Tell me what?"

" That we are to withhold your phone until you are done with the mission." She stated.

" But he said that I shouldn't communicate, not—" I was confused.

" My friend, her wedding is coming up," I begged. "I promised to  video call while she chose her dress, how am I supposed to do that?"

"let me talk to the boss," she said and walked into one of the bedrooms to have some private talk with Anthony, 'the boss' as she calls him.

When she came back, she had a wry smile on her face. " He said you can communicate with her and only her alone."

"My brother—"

"No one else." She sharply cut in.

"Okay." I nodded stealthily.

"Is that all?" I asked as I handed to her my phone and saved Jessica's number in my new phone.

"That's all." She stated and began to go, but before exiting the front door, she stopped and said. "Boss is putting a lot in line to trust you with this," then she said authoritatively. "Do not disappoint him."

She said and left.

After dinner, I prepared the dress I was wearing for the interview tomorrow, before going to bed.

I needed all the rest I could get.

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