Chapter 49- THE ACTUAL TARGET

CHAPTER 49

ALLISON'S POV

I sat at the table, made my orders

"I would like two bottles of vodka" I uttered staring at the waiter,

"Isn't that too harsh for you?" I was shocked that he talked back at me.

"What do you mean?" I was pissed, knowing that if he said words that would hurt me I would make sure that he loses his job tonight.

"I know you may be hurting but this would only make it worse" He uttered, as he stood at one position.

"Don't you say harsh words to me, you don't know what I'm going through, do you know what it means for a mother to lose her child on the day he was born" I growled as he stopped me, sitting opposite. He held my hands as he spoke, trying to calm me down.

"Well I'm sorry ma'am but wherever your child is he wouldn't like you drinking yourself until you're drunk, whoever took your child might be watching you, you don't know if it's you that he wants or both you and the child" He explained, at this point I was a bit perplexed, wondering if he was a victim or an accomplice in child kidnap.

"You speak like you've been in this situation" I sighed, hoping that my doubts would be cleared.

"Yes I have, I lost my child along with my wife on the same day, they were killed. If I went in search of them I would have gotten myself killed as well" he divulged, staring at the marks on his wrist I knew I had seen this marks before.

"What are these marks for?"

"Highly confidential, what would you like to have aside vodka?"

"Give me something very light and soft like your cock in my hands" I was wondering why I felt a bit horny, my words just flew out of my mouth.

"I'll get something light and fierce like your spraying orgasms on my face" he chuckled as he walked away.

I wished I could hear my child cry out to me, I wished I could get to hold him in my arms again, the feeling of his absence killed the confidence and self reality inside of me.

He brought back the cup of a brown like color content inside, I was a bit confused at what he mixed and made.

"What's this?" I asked staring into his eyes as he dropped the cup in my hands.

"This is what you asked for, light and soft like my cock in your hands"He uttered using a very seductive tone, I felt a bit tensed wondering how the taste of this meal would be.

"What's the other cup for?" I inquired wondering why he had two cups in his hands.

"Oh I thought we're drinking together, I'll just head back..." I stopped him in his words,

"Hey you don't have to act like that, just have a sit with me" He sighed in a mild tone.

"My work doesn't authorize that" He retorted, expecting that from him, I couldn't deny the fact that I wanted to have a word with him.

"Well I'm the one that asked for it so don't worry you won't lose your job... So what do you have in your cup?" I inquired in a mild tone.

"What you asked for? Something light and fierce like your spraying orgasms on my face" He chuckled as he sat on the table.

"Hmm that's cool" I chuckled.

"Can I have a taste of what you're having?" I inquired wondering what it would be like,the taste of what he had in his cup.l

"Yeah sure" he conceded to my words.

When I tasted the content of his cup, I felt so happy and so excite the taste was beautiful.

"I love it" I exclaimed, as I had another deeper sip of his cup, caring less about what he brought to me.

"Hmm it seems my bartender skills are getting better by the day, you're the first to commend me on a very good note" He chuckled staring at the excitement on his face I knew he was happy that I was conversing with him.

"Well you're good, if they're not giving you remarks it means that they love it" I uttered knowing that he didn't actually know the reactions of his customers, he only served then and never realized their true reactions.

"How's that possible?" He was confused, I get that but explaining it better to him was the best I could do.

"Once you serve your customer according to his or her emotions... He wouldn't give you a remark but he would keep visiting that's why you have most customers as your friends... Am I right?" I opened his eyes to the actual point that he was missing.

"Yeah you're right, but how come I didn't think about this?" He stuttered,

"Well you didn't think about it because you love what you're doing," I sighed,

"Yeah I guess you're right, well it seems the work is over, why don't we talk more when I'm closed for the day" he uttered as he took my cup and gulped it down all at once, I was surprised that he didn't even flicker at the effects of the drink.

"The thing is I don't have a place to lay my head, so I'll be staying at your house" I was a bit fast with my words,

"My house!!!" He exclaimed, I shivered wondering if he didn't want me at his house.

"If there's a problem, I'll just book a hotel room" I stuttered as I stood up to leave.

"My house is fit enough for two but looking at you I was thinking you're quite too rich to live in my house" He held my arms.

"Like I said I'm here for a reason and when it's accomplished I'll leave, I'm cool with whatever house you live in" I stuttered as I held his arms.

"Just give me few minutes I'll pack up. I'll be back in a jiffy" he uttered as he pulled off his apron and walked over to the counter.

Few minutes later, he was done recording his sales, I was happy with his hardwork and his zeal. He was done with the clean up, we walked out of the store.

"Let's board a taxi" I stuttered as we walked out of the house.

"Who owns this car?" I inquired in a mild tone.

"It's the owner of the building" I sighed in a mild tone.

When we got to the house I was surprised at the house that he said wasn't fit for rich people.

"Is this the house that you said isn't fit for me?" I chuckled in a mild tone.

"I didn't say that the house isn't fit for you, I just said it doesn't fit your standard" He uttered as he approached me, my heart raced in a mild manner.

"What's my standard?" I inquired, wearing a smile on my face.

"Something very beautiful and very eye catching" he was making my nipples rise, I couldn't hold myself from not conversing with him.

"Am I eye catching?" I asked, feeling a bit perplexed.

"You're cute and so beautiful" he made me giggle like a child, I couldn't deny the fact that he was charming and very caring.

"What do you want?" I stared into his eyes,

"I don't know, maybe you" he stuttered, I guess he was waiting for my response, I couldn't hold myself any longer.

"If you want me then you have to ask and mean your words" I growled,

"What are you doing Allison?" My wolf stuttered, I shut her out.

"Well I want you, how about you pull off your clothes and let's get dirty," He whispered into my ears,

"I don't do dirty... I'm a crazy fellow" I nibbed his ear with my tongue.

"I'm wild" he uttered as he approached me, taking his steps as he continued walking until I couldn't walk again, knowing that I had reached the wall.

"Show me how wild you could be" I uttered as his lips met mine, his lips tasted like vanilla knowing that was exactly the taste of the wine he served me.

"Hey we shouldn't be doing this" he uttered as he broke the kiss, I was a bit surprised when he did this,

"What do you mean?"

"You're here in search of your child, I can't take advantage of you, I'll rather help you find your child. I'm sorry" he uttered as he stepped backwards.

"What the fuck is wrong with him?" I growled inside of me,

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" My wolf growled.

"Shut it" I growled as He shivered,

"You don't even know his name or anything about him and yet you want to get intimate... Is that how you're cheap?" My wolf stuttered,

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing just that you're right, I'm sorry for even pushing you to the limits where you had to judge your decisions" I apologized for my actions feeling the happiness of my wolf.

"What's happening? Why's everywhere getting so dark? I'm losing my senses"