His statement made me stiffen.
Fuck my life!
Don't panic! Don't panic!! Don't fucking panic!!!
I repeated, internally to calm me down, but my heart felt like it was about to burst into flames.
I was having a palpitation, and perspiration started forming on my face and trickled down my forehead. My skin was broke out with goosebumps and a cold chill ran down to the length of my spine.
I could feel Jedrick's intense gaze lingering on me. I didn't dare to look at his face, after few seconds passed by he cleared his throat.
"Mr. Sandros, I will take you to the restroom, I am heading there." He told me and ignored Zephyr's statement. I released a sigh of relief.
Thank god!
I nodded my head at him and then, I realized, why was he coming with me. He was talking about the men's restroom. When I told him that I wanted to use the restroom, I meant the lady's room.
I couldn't visit the lady's room with this outfit on. I would be knocked out with their handbags or much worse with their pepper spray.
Damn!
"Come on," he placed his palm on my shoulder and pulled me along with him. I stiffened at his touch. His touch burned my soul and made me apprehensive. I noticed that Zephyr was also following us.
"What are you doing? Why are you coming with us?" I asked him with urgency in my voice.
"I was heading to the men's room before stopping you," he shrugged off casually and strode beside us. My heart was hammering and I didn't know how to escape this awkward situation. With every step I took forward, my stomach dropped. My hands started to get clammy.
I could not say that I didn't want to go to the restroom now. It would look suspicious. I heaved a sigh of aggravation and walked along with them. Few men were peeing and I diverted my eyes to the floor. My face flushed with embarrassment. I could hear the sound of their pee hitting the bowl.
This was so awkward.
"What are you waiting for?" Zephyr asked me and took his position in front of a bowl. My boss was looking at me with a stoic face. His face didn't give away, what he was thinking. I could hear the sound of Zephyr fiddling with his buckle and unzipping his pants.
My boss was still standing beside me. He didn't move away from me. I looked up at him with confusion. His gaze was solely focused on my squirming form. He was assessing my every move like a predator.
"I…I think I need to poop!" I squeaked and ran inside an empty stall and locked the door behind me.
I could hear some chuckle outside my door. I was mortified but I had no choice, I didn't have the 'Thing' that guys have to pee like them. I took some deep breaths and calmed myself.
"Yo! Sandros, we are leaving to the bar. You do know the way back right?" It was Zephyr. Before I could answer him, he cut me off.
"Even if you don't, get back somehow." He continued carelessly and I could hear some retreating steps.
After few minutes, I flushed the toilet and exited my little hideout. I washed my hands and splashed some water on my face. My cheeks looked red, so do my entire face. I looked like a ripe tomato.
'You could do this' I told my reflection on the mirror. After some pep talk, I made my way to the bar, where my boss and Zephyr were seated.
"I hope you had a good release," Zephyr asked me with a teasing smirk. I could feel my entire body get hot.
"Interesting! You change your skin color faster than I load my gun but why are you blushing like a girl?" Zephyr remarked. My boss gave me an amused look, his eyes held mirth.
"Shut up!" I yelled at him and cupped my cheeks to hide away my redness. I heard both of them chuckle at my reaction.
"Awe! You hurt my feeling man." Zephyr clutched his chest in mockery. I scowled at him.
"Enough of teasing my secretary, let's get going." My boss replied heartily, his eyes were twinkling with laughter.
I couldn't believe that people in the mafia behave like this. They were almost like normal people but their appearances were a little intimidating. I never thought that they would be laughing and making jokes just like any of us.
We all made our way out of the pub and entered the car. The car stopped closer to the port, where the arrival and departure of ships take place. Some ships were cast off, some were readied to be overboard, and some were berthed. We all walked closer to a ship that was ready for its departure.
This ship was massive and intimidating compared to other ships. It looked dark and mysterious, just like my boss. It was beautiful but not luxurious.
I could see some thugs dragging few men into the ship. Their victims' hands and mouths were tied. But, what caught my eyes was, that they were the goons that tried to attack us the previous night.
"What are they doing here?" I asked my boss with wide eyes.
"They are going on a vacation, one hell of a vacation, indeed." His voice held a grave tone to it. Realization dawned upon me, they were being trafficked.
I couldn't believe that I would be encountering his evil doings with my very own eyes. He was not looking at me, his eyes were closed and his face was tilted up in the direction of the sky. His hands were tucked inside his pockets. The wind blew his hair softly, almost caressing him.
He looked calm and innocent, like an angel. No one would have guessed what he was capable of doing. He was a devil in human form. I observed our surroundings and the name of the ship for my future reference.
I shouldn't forget that the devil was an angel once. He may be beautiful but his looks are deceiving.
After our little adventure, I was dropped off at my apartment. When I entered my apartment, Arsenio was already there. He was cooking something in my kitchen. It smelled delicious.
He was in his sweats, his torso was left bare. I could see his well-defined abs and chest. His muscles flexed deliciously with every movement he makes. He looked handsome in a refined way. He looked like a mystical being, so radiant, graceful, and well mannered but he was such a tease.
Jedrick on the other hand was handsome in a rugged way. He had this dark and mysterious aura around him. He was a mafia boss but his actions were so elegant as if he was some high-born being. Yet, his decisions indulged gory in people's life.
Why the hell was I even comparing them?
"Adeline!" he exclaimed my name as soon as he spotted me near the couch.
He took long strides to reach me and engulfed my small frame with his large and muscular form. He smelled nice and fresh. He was warm.
I felt comfortable around him. I sighed and hugged him back, my body started to relax.
I still couldn't believe that the son of Eros was living with me. I was always a fan of Greek mythology. I loved the story of cupid and Psyche, but little did I know that I would meet the son of Cupid.
"Hey," I tiredly whispered and dumped my bag on the couch. He pulled away from me by my shoulders and looked into my eyes.
"I was so worried about you, where were you yesterday? When I came home, you were not there. Besides, I came to know that Caitlin sent some men behind your boss, was he alright?" He looked concerned.
I was suspicious of her earlier, but now, it was confirmed that the men who were trafficked by Jedrick were Caitlin's goons.
Was she involved in the mafia too? I mean, Jedrick was a mafia boss; you need some guts and power, in order to stand against him. And the way she treated Jedrick during our meeting says a lot about her background.
The more I get to know about Jedrick and his work, the more complicated it seems. The skeletons hidden in his closets were started to unveil, one by one. But the real question was, am I ready to face everything?
Caitlin was a big fish in the public. Her family was eminent among the snobbish people. They had ties with many renowned business magnets and celebrities.
How many influential people were involved in this mafia shit? I wondered. I looked at Arsenio and he was still waiting for my response with a worry etched face.
"It was a very big story," I told him with a sigh.