Chapter 33

She let out a soft cry as the sharp pain burned all over her chest, propelling goosebumps on her skin. Yet, he didn't drop down his arm until he was done adjusting his shorts.

But her cry attracted Weston's attention. Dropping his arm, he noticed her expression and he was alarmed. "Baby? What's wrong?" He asked softly. He lifted his left arm over her and cuddled her, wiping her tears with the other hand. She looked pained. "My love, are you alright?" He was assessing her closely. "Diamond?"

She was leaning hard on him, enduring the pain.

"Diamond?" He gently lifted her chin with his hand and he was struck by her tender and pale look. "Oh, my baby, talk to me, please. My love." He pressed a kiss on her forehead. "What's wrong?" He was visibly worried. "Tell me."

"You hit me with your elbow." She said and his brows furrowed.

"Oh, baby, did I??" He gasped, assessing her whole body. "W…when was that? Where? How, sweetheart"?

" When you raised your arm."

"Just now? His hands were wrapped around her as he lifted her to sit on his lap and she rested her head on his bare chest. "Oh, my love." He stroked her back. "Where did I hit you?" His voice was so soft.

When she showed him, he said, "Oops! That must hurt pretty bad. I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry, okay?" He kissed her forehead as she looked up at him. "My little princess, look how tiny you're in my arms," He smiled "I'm sorry I hit you, darling. That was never my intention, okay?" He lifted her shoulders gently and pressed kisses on her boobs. "You're so soft, diamond."

Smiling, she kissed his soft lips and he raised a brow, looking so sexy. "I told you not to get mad at me, but you did." She said and he smiled.

"Baby," He kissed her lips. "I got mad because I love you, I care so much about you. I don't appreciate you working your ass off for any fuckin jerk." He paused briefly and said, "The fact that he'd been naughty to you yet you never mentioned it to me drove me nuts, baby. You know I can go crazy for you, diamond."

A smile pulled her lips.

"And I swear to fuck him up for laying his nasty shitty hands on you." He said. "For fucking around my diamond. I swear to God."

"He'd be shocked to realize you're my man."

"Tomorrow morning I'm at his fuckin office." A smile pulled one side of his lips. "How dare he?! He'd be so fuckin unfortunate." He stroked her back.

"Thought you have something to attend to in your office tomorrow morning." Resting her chin on his chest, she was gazing up at him.

" Baby I can drop any goddamn contract just to deal with whoever fucks with you." He wasn't smiling. "I swear, I'm gonna fuck him up! How dare he?! Damn!" He heaved a sigh and rubbed her back. "You know I could have looked for him tonight and snatched the fuckin life outta him." His voice was laced with seriousness. He kissed her forehead and said softly, "But, I don't just wanna leave you here all alone." He was gazing down at her. "I love you, baby. I so fuckin love you, my love."

He fondled her and made her rest her head on him. He blew out and said, "But, baby, why did you flinch at me like that at your home?"

"I'd just been anxious over telling you about my boss." She said softly. "Because I knew you'd surely chew me raw."

He laughed and slightly shook his head. "I know you were scared of me at the moment. I sensed something wasn't right. But, my love, please, feel free to tell me whatever bothers you. Don't be scared. It doesn't matter what it is, okay? Lemme know if you need anything, no matter what it is. Regardless of how crazy it might sound. I won't get mad if you level up with me. Don't hide things from me. At least lemme know what you need and wait for my response, okay?"

He planted a kiss on her forehead and caressed her cheeks. "I love you, diamond."

"I love you too, sweetie," She couldn't help the relief she felt. She was just so glad. Grinning, she kissed him. "Thank you so much, Weston. I…I was wondering where this would lead to. You're so understanding."

" Don't mention my love," He was smiling down at her. "Did you think I never had a plan for you before I asked you to quit your job? Comm'n, diamond, how can you work under someone when your man here is a fuckin CEO?"

She chuckled softly.

"A goddamn CEO who owns various companies." He said. "I'm gonna teach Bradford Bradley a bitter lesson." He planted another kiss on her head. "Consider your depths paid."

Oh my God!! "Aw!" She blushed. "I appreciate Weston. Thank you so much!" Joy was gleaming in her eyes. Oh, thank goodness! She heaved a sigh of relief.

"Why do you keep calling me Weston like I'm some stranger or something?" He raised a brow.

She laughed, gazing at him. "Because that's your name, dude."

"Nah, I strongly disagree." He tickled her and her laughter was stronger as she twisted her body on him.

"Well," She said, trying to catch her breath. "You look just like Weston. So cute…sexy…tall…ripped…crazy…"

He laughed. " Yeah, I love being crazy. I was super headstrong when I was a little boy."

"Obviously," She said. "Seems you're much worse as an adult."

He raised a brow, gazing at her with side eyes and she blushed, laughing.

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THE FOLLOWING DAY…

It still amazed Bradley that Jigyasa never even showed up. Sitting in his office, he just couldn't take her off his mind. It was affecting him terribly. What can he do without her? He sighed, drumming his fingers on his paper-infested table.

At ten on the nose, his office door creaked and opened gently. Although his eyes were fierce, his heart leaped for joy when Jigyasa emerged from the door, looking hot in her sleeveless glittery silver gown which was above her knee. She was on glittery heels and had her rectangle-shape spec on.

Man! She was breathtaking! He gasped.

Her black long hair was packed up and some strands were on her face. Bradley could see the marks he'd left on her face yesterday but she looked so stunning on them. Damn! She had her ears all pierced and were glittering with expensive earrings. Her nose was pierced too.

What's she up to? He wondered. He couldn't help the surprise. She came even hotter. "Are you here to do what I've asked for to get your job back? Or get the hell outta my office!"

Placing her hand on her waist, she took off her spec and elegantly shook her head to take off the hair strands from her face. And then she lifted a brow, gazing down at him with her sparkling emerald green eyes.

"Hello, boss!" She smiled.

"Look how stunning you are," Bradley said. "We both know you've benefited a whole lot from me!"

As the door snapped open, they both jerked. Stepping into Bradley's office, his head was covered with his hoodie's cap as he faced downward. He was in baggy pants and sneakers.

Bradley sat up on his chair, confused and curiosity was glowing in his wide eyes.

Looking so bouncy, Weston walked with a swagger and stood before Bradley's table. He slowly took the hoodie's cap off his head and his long curly brown hair framed his face. He lifted his head and Bradley gasped in astonishment.

"M…Mr. Brooks!" He arose from his chair and stretched forth both hands for a handshake but Weston was glaring fiercely at him.

"Diamond?" He called Jigyasa. "Come here, my love."

Bradley's eyes widened and his lips dropped as Jigyasa walked to Weston. Wait. What?! Oh, God! Is…is Weston Brooks her man? He thought. How come he didn't realize? Damn!

Curving his right hand around her shoulders, Weston said, "What happened with my girl?!" His voice was deep with rage already.

Cold sweat had discharged from Bradley's forehead. He felt sweat gliding down his back into his pants. He knew he was a deadass already. He wouldn't have dared to touch Jigysasa if he'd known she belonged to the Brooks. No one ever fucks with the Brooks. Oh, damn!

"I don't expect you to play dumb on me!!" Weston yelled, slamming the table in anger and Jigyasa flinched. "Tell me what in the fuckin hell happened with my girl!!"

"M…Mr…Brooks…"

"Baby turn," He spoke softly to her and she turned her marked cheeks. "You're responsible for this, aren't you?!"

"I… I…"

"Yes or fuckin no!!" Weston snapped, his eyes blazing red.

Ye…yes, Mr. Brooks," Bradley stuttered. "B…but I can explain…"

"How dare you?!" He slammed the table furiously. He'd taken his arm off Jigyasa's shoulders.