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"You haven't really told me about your family Wayne... haven't you got one?" Zach asks from the back seat as Wayne drove him home. He knew Wayne to be very responsible and diligent worker. He was glad he allowed Wayne to work for him a year ago and he's become a companion to him also. Wayne glanced at him through the rearview mirror before facing the road again.
"I do have a family boss..." He mutters as he swerved In front of a car. He's always been reluctant to talk to people about his personal issues. Zach might readily help him for his mom's medical bills, but he isn't gonna depend on him.
"I hope to meet them.... you've been a diligent worker since I employed you Wayne and I'm glad to have you" He says as Wayne smiled. it was one of the few comments that always seemed to lighten up his mood.
"Thanks Boss... I don't regret working with you either." Zach could stress him out sometimes, but he was a good boss. He owns a properties and assets company. Rich, nice and sometimes a jerk... Wayne couldn't ask for a better boss.
"Care for a stick?" Zach thrusts a pack of cigarettes forward.
"I don't smoke boss... and you know it" Wayne rolled his eyes and Zach chuckles.
"For fuck sake Wayne... stop acting like a fuckin kid... who the heck doesn't smoke, this is the 21st century asshole" Zach groans as he stuck a cigarette stick into his mouth, and he laughs.
"I know boss... but it ain't just my thing... drinking is much preferable" He says and Zach shrugs and continues smoking. He stared at the cars that zipped past him.
"She's giving me crazy chills this past few weeks Wayne!... sent tons of text messages and not gotten any damn reply" Zach sighs. Wayne grip tightens on the steering, he knows who he's talking about, godamit not tonight.
"Boss.... She seems to be taking a lot of space in your head lately. It isn't really good for the company" Wayne spits out. Zach sighs and puffs out smoke.
"Yeah I sure do know, but I can't seem to help it, just a night, it's not gonna hurt is it?" Wayne shrugs a shoulder.
"She isn't replying any calls or texts that's because she's famous Boss.... it might take a while..." He was tired of hearing her name. It always made his blood boil. He's been trying to find out who she is. Why Mrs Grace, a kind woman would will all her properties in her name. Nothing hurts than giving good stuffs to the wrong hands. Silence fills the car... each with their thoughts.
He halts the car minutes later in front of his mansion, getting out of the car and opening the backdoor for Zach to step out.
"Goodnight boss..." Wayne slams the door shut as steps out. Zach smiles and pats his arm.
"Come pick me up at nine tomorrow" Zach says.
He nods and gets into the car before driving out of the mansion, trying to push out the thoughts of Selene. He could bet everyone in Miami seems to be fascinated by her. He needed only one thing right now. Swerving right into the busy road he stepped on the gas and headed to his favourite club.
Selene slides into the driving seat of the the masserati and reached for the pack of cigarettes on the dashboard. She lit a stick and clamped it between her lips before driving down the road, face streaked with tears as she watched the night life of Miami whilst driving, smoking the stick and the smoke filling the air above her. Her mind registered only one thing... she killed a guy. Not just anyone, a freaking politician. It had taken an hour for her to regain herself before she had left the pent house. Soon it would be on the news. She imagined the headline.
POLITICIAN FOUND DEAD IN ONE OF HIS PENT HOUSE, NAKED AND SITTING WITH BLOODY BRUISES ON HIS THIGHS.
She sniffed and brush off the tears with the back of her palm. She pressed a button as the sun roof folds out.
The night air hits her skin and ruffles her hair. It seemed to calm her nerves. she took in a long drag of the half burnt cigarette flicking the ash on the ashtray beside her and trying to push out the image of the man she killed. Who died while sitting, mouth slightly open. Tuning the stereo, she selected a random music and it blared out.
She never knew life would turn out this way. she was just this shy tiny girl then, didn't know the bad side of life. Never knew her parents cos she grew up in an orphanage. Just when she decided to start
a good life by going to college, life took a drastic twist. She wiped off another tear. Those men... hell they are gonna pay. She'd make sure of that. She shook her head to push out the thoughts. No time for regrets. No backing out.
She lost track of time and found herself hours later in front of a club. Sighing, she halts the car and stared at the club entrance with tipsy figures around.
"What the fuck I'm I doing here!" She mutters. It would only make her angrier the more... or maybe a couple of drinks would ease the pain she felt. She got out and slam the door shut heeding into the club.
Wayne sat at a booth in the corner of the club as he drank, a million thoughts running through his mind. His phone dings and he pulled it out to check the caller, Stacey
"Fuck!" He cuss lowly. Stacey was one of Zach rich clients. She's been giving him the green light lately but he pretends not to get the message. He mutes the call and shove it back into his slacks.
"Holy Shit.... Selene!" A guy mutters lowly. Wayne whips his head sideways to stare at him. The guy looked lost. Wayne followed his gaze to the entrance of the club and dilates his eyes at the figure that walked in. For a second he thought he'd spill the glass of drink in his hand.
Fuck!, she's beautiful. The hot and sexy kind of beautiful. She made her way slowly to the bar, basking happily under the hungry stares of a lot of guys in the club. Wayne sits the glass of drink back on the table and leans back on his seat, no doubt her curvy figure was causing a lot of stirs in the club. The music was loud and the clubs dim lightings shone on her as she sit on a high stool. The guy sitting on the booth besides him stands up immediately and was striding to the bar. Wayne watched as he sits beside her. Something tugged at his heart. A bad feeling. If this was the Selene he was angry at, the selene he saw in pictures and who was gradually becoming annoyingly popular in Miami, then hell it would take a lot for any guy to resist her. She had a certain aura about her. That made you wanna keep staring at her. He chug down his drink, hating the fact that he had checked her out. He gave a long glance at her, before getting off his seat and striding out of the club. He knew of one thing, Selene was never getting out of his mind anytime soon..
Selene rolled out of the bed and sat at the edge. Grabbing a controller, she punched a button and the the drapes on the glass walls parts widely
"Shit I'm totally wasted!" She groans at the dull ache in her head before sliding her feet into her slippers. She wrapped her hair into a bun and reached for the bottle of contraceptives. She had been so drunk
last night and had made out with a guy in his car, Bill had come to take her home, but not after she was totally wasted.
She buzzed the intercom and Bill walks in seconds later.
"Morning Selene" Bill says as he got in.
"Hey Bill.... hope I didn't make a scene in front of the other workers last night?" She swallows the pill and pushed it down with a gulp of water from the can.
Bill clenches his teeth, not in anger towards her, but because of the pictures of her at the club on the net, hitting over thousands of views since last night.
"You got totally wasted yesterday Selene.... the workers for sure saw you.... but they didn't make a fuss about it". She nods.
"Good to know bill... get the car ready... I'd leave for the office in thirty minutes"
"Aren't you so bothered about your popularity... Its been just three weeks Selene!" Bill says with disbelief etched on his face. She chuckles.
"Bothered?, come on Bill why should I be?" She rolled her eyes and he shrugs.
"What's your plan for the day?" Bill asks as he stared her down. She plumps down the bed
"I might visit few of the orphanages after work. I already have a list of the few I'd visit today. I bet they are low on cash. You don't wanna know how it feels to be in an orphanage Bill" She sigh lowly and tuck her hair behind her ears.
"Huh?... have you lived in one before?" Bill archs his brows at her. She blinks and shakes her head.
"No Bill, I already told you about myself haven't I?" Bill nods slowly. Selene had told him a lot about herself. How she lived with her rich parents in California before leaving for Florida to start college. He wondered of it were true sometimes. There was always a lot to wonder about when it comes to Selene.
"Bill you zoned out... what's on your mind" Selene scoffs and bill returns his gaze to Selene.
"Uh.. nothing Selene. I'd go get the car ready, while you freshen up" She nods and give him a small smile as he leaves. Her phone dings and she picks it up from the nightstand and swiped at the screen. She groans at the numerous messages popping on her screen.
•A night with you Selene and I'd give you the world•
•You make me imagine a lot of Crazy things Selene!. Text back!•
•Lost count of how many times I texted, I'd keep texting till you reply fair skinned goddess•
"Dammit!" She cuss and toss the phone to the bed.
Zach stared at the screen of the laptop in sheer awe.
"Wayne!... Selene visited a club last night!.... Shit!" He growls, as he swiped through the numerous pictures of selene in the dim lit club. How could one be this sexy!.
"I should have been the one she chose to dance with darn it!... should have checked this last night!" He continues, ignoring the hard look Wayne gave him as he stood.
"It's gonna take hours from your house to get to the club she is boss... She might have left then." Wayne grits. He considered himself stupid for leaving the club last night. Maybe he should have waited to see the guy she chose to dance with. He wondered why she decided to club there. It wasn't some sort of classy club.
"Hell!.. like I fuckin care!. it's Selene Wayne.. I'd do anything to get her underneath me!" He slams the laptop shut in anger and gets off the swivel chair.
"I've waited for too long Wayne... I don't think I can wait any longer!" He rakes his hand at his hair in frustration and goes over to the cabinet, pouring himself a drink. He walks over to his desk and leans against it.
"I'm not waiting any longer Wayne" Wayne sighs and fold his arms.
"So what are you gonna do boss?" He says, trying to conceal the anger in his voice. Zach chuckles..
"We are paying her a visit".