The Billionaire’s Pretty Thief

They both must surely land on the same topic some other time as Georgia will still want to know about everything that happened to her regardless of the day and time that Crystal will finally accepts and decides to tell her everything that she has been hiding from her all these while that she has been trying to convince her to tell her even a little bit of what she was agonizing from.

Whistling out of his bathroom with a white towel on his left shoulder, Blaze smoothly walked into his room in a happy mood smiling from side to side.

He was going to be in good company though he had no clue of the Miranda girl but he was certain that it was one of the ladies that he had done something with.

He is a rich, handsome, and well-known man so no woman could resist him. He always had his way with women and the most amazing part of all this was that he wasn’t the one to go to them, they always came to him.

But to think that he had never been into any serious relationship made him laugh so much that he thought he had become insane.

His life has been from skirt to skirt as he was a renowned flirt. No lady had ever had that impact on him and he was yet to fine.

His eyebrows lifted as he thought about Crystal for w moment and the liquid he had found on his bed that morning.

“It might be a mistake because a girl like her, can’t be pure”. He asserted walking towards the table at the side of his room that served as a place to arrange his lotions.

His mind could not find some quiet moments as he kept on reflecting on what had happened.

He could not decipher whether he was thinking of those moments because of guilt or because he felt sorry for what ultimately had come to pass about the situation.

With a sigh of relief, he applied lotion to his well-built body and walked across the room to the other side to select a casual outfit for the night.

He looked through his options and he saw the attire he was looking for which was just as simple as he had imagined it in his head.

A pair of short trousers and a T-shirt were fine for the night. He had no reason to dress up so formally as he remained in his house.From NôvelDrama.Org.

Blaze Jadiel Lewis, was a man of fantasy as his fantasies had an unlimited end.

Waiting for his guest, he went into his balcony to sit down and wait for her to arrive.

He walked out of his room and onto the balcony with a bottle of whiskey he had in his hands.

Jack Daniels is one of his favorite whiskey and he always had a reasonable surplus of it around just in case he wanted to feel good.

Reaching the balcony, he stalked towards one of the two chairs on the deck and he sat down on the one that was more accessible to the viewing of his whole lot.

The evening breeze blew and the coldness of the night slowly settled in as minutes turned to hours.

Blaze waited for his night ride to arrive and he could see a car approaching his gate from the balcony where he was seated.

It must be the person he was waiting for as he had no other appointment except hers.

As he was about to take another sip from his glass of whiskey, he heard a knock on his door.

He stood still as though he had not heard the knock on his door. He was aware that it was one of his staff who was at the door coming to signal the arrival of his awaited guest.

His breath was slow and his legs felt weak to get up from his spot.

The knock went on again for the second so, with a strange look on his door, he said,

” The door is open so you may come in”.

The maid pushed the door open and walked into Blazes’ room with a smile on her face.

“The lady you are expecting is downstairs, sir. Should she be granted permission to come into your room or will she have to wait downstairs for you to join her?”, she asked with her head down as though her master was a monster.

It was a tradition in Blaze’s house for his staff to ask this question to pinpoint problems with him, irrespective of the person who was waiting for him.

Blaze tapping his right foot and looking at the maid, said that his guest was led upstairs to his room and that he needed no disturbance afterward.

The maid bowed her head and said,

” Okay, sir it is well understood”, as she turned to take her to leave.

Blaze was not the type to laugh much with his staff as he always liked to have that sentiment overpower and significance over the people serving him.

He was waiting for Miranda still sitting in the same position and he could hear footsteps ambling through the hallway that led to his room he supposed that it was his guest who was moving toward his room.

His ears became keen to hear his door unlock and to get the voice of the person who would appear in his room in a few minutes.

His gaze was suddenly fixed on his glass like someone who was thinking of what ingredients the drink he was savoring was made out of.

The door opened and he heard a voice from behind that had entered his cabin whispering,

“I see you have been waiting for me on your balcony”, she said while walking towards him in his position.

” What do you think?”, he asked turning to face the person who had just entered his room.

Miranda chuckled while shaking her head as Blaze had hot changed one but from the proud and arrogant man that he had always been.

He was never polite or even friendly and he was always on the defensive.

“I got something for you”, she said handing over the parcel that was well sealed and in a package backpack.

He took the satchel from her wondering what could be inside.

Miranda who had seen the look on his face smiled at him and said softly,

” It is not a bomb you know, so we need to wear such a skeptical face”.

“It all depends on what you mean by the word bomb”, he answered walking closer to her in a seductive manner.

Miranda laughed some more and turned away from him to sit on the sofa that was in his room.

Blaze had recognized her from the moment he saw her when he turned to face the person who had entered his room.

Yes, she was one of the ladies he had been his companion during his crazy moments of life but he could never imagine that she still had his contact.

“So tell me, what brings you here again”, he asked With a look that said he wasn’t happy to see her.

Miranda wasn’t too comfortable with that question as her content had changed and the liveliness and joy of seeing Blaze had wiped off from her face just by heading what he had just said.

” Are you not happy to have me here Blaze?”, she asked with a thing of pain in her voice as a woman that had been refused by her lover in public.

Blaze realizing that he had hurt her with his words, walked closer to her and said,

“No it’s not like that, and besides it’s been a while that we haven’t seen each other”, he explained.

Their last conversation wasn’t the best as Miranda was just an ordinary person with whom Blaze was flirting with till she started demanding more.

He wasn’t into women but Miranda had marked him with her moves and undeniable experience of the things that could make a man die of passion for her.

She was a renowned stripper and she knew her job well without any exaggeration to it.

Her eyes on you could make you forget your name and her hands on your body touched places that you could never dream of existed on your trunk.

Her moves could make you will all of your money to her without any hesitation.

Her waist was like an electric wire that shocked every man leaving him to demand more.

Blaze had met her during one of his outings with his friends at a very popular club known by the name The Eagles Eye.

It was an interpreting place to be as the exterior seemed normal but the interior was somewhere completely different as not everyone was allowed to get in.

He had seen a series of girls performing on stage and they were all good but none could be compared to her when she mounted the spotlight.

Her attire alone was different from her colleagues and her eyes could make a man shrink from uncontrollable desire.

Everyone at the club shouted out with so much joy when it was her that was on stage and the men wanted to get a touch from her.

Blaze asked one of his friends who the lady was and he was given a track record of her making her go for Miranda.

Blaze was a man who liked challenges and where people couldn’t succeed.

He was told about her arrogance and her rude manner of turning men down just because she knew that she was beautiful and sexy but that was where Blaze wanted to go and nothing could stop him.

He had to ask for the manager of the club and related that he wanted to be a shareholder in the business.

Knowing who Blaze Jadiel is, the manager could not believe his ears when he heard of such an interesting offer so he orchestrated an appointment to meet Blaze.