I walked into the study and blurted out like a high school investigating his first crush, "Who was the woman that escorted us in here? What does she do? Is she your secretary?" Mercer stomped on my foot as hard as he could manage. I was asked to wait outside for being unprofessional. I happily walked out to find her again. I waited by the stairs in the hopes she would walk downstairs but she didn't. Ben poked me in the ribs to get my attention. I almost clocked him when he asked me to get in my car and drive back to headquarters. I looked up one last time and walked out. I stepped out and turned around to see her sitting on the balcony sipping what looks like hot chocolate. She had the most beautiful smile on her face. I wanted to free climb the wall and get to her. I wanted to hold her and listen to her speak. But Mercer came and warned me I would be standing in front of the disciplinary committee if I didn't move. I promised myself that she will be mine. I won't tolerate anyone laying a hand on her. She is mine, end of story.
I was told to sit shotgun and I happily did. This was a shock to him since I never let anyone else drive. He stopped outside the property and asked me what was going on. I didn't have to explain, all I did was smile. Immediately he knew it was her. He asked and I nod my head. He texted the guys that were still there to ask about her for the sake of curiosity.
The senator was cleared of all charges as the murder victim's mentor was arrested for his murder. As soon as I filled in the paperwork. I ran to find out about her.
My friends saw me and burst out laughing. Each of them gave Jessie a hundred-dollar bill. I guessed they made a bet but I didn't care.
They turned the main screen on and I turned to see her flawless face in high definition. My legs moved on their own accord towards her image. Lila started to talk, "This is Elizabeth Benson, Senator Dupree's only granddaughter and ward. She was orphaned at the age of ten. When her parents died in a plane crash. She was kidnapped when she was fifteen. By the time they found her she had lost a lot of blood. Her recovery is considered miraculous. She is born a mute. She speaks with her hands. She is an excellent lip reader. She was the captain of the school swim team. She also was class president" I was shocked that she was a mute but I didn't care. She shines brighter than the north star. I thanked them for telling me this. Laila stopped me before I walked away, "She is engaged to marry Adam Drax." I lost it and punched the nearest table. I threw a few chairs and dropped to the ground. Why didn't she wait for me? She should know how deeply I love her.
Never will I allow this wedding to happen. She was always mine. From the day she rescued me she has stolen my heart and I refuse to take it back. I felt a black hole where it existed. I wanted to talk to her even if she can't talk back. I still want her to know how I felt about how. When I blinked I was already in the car racing to see her. I finally knew where she lives so I am not wasting time. But when I got there she was in the back of a motorcycle going in the opposite direction. My blood boiled at the sight of the man who was going to take her away from me. He was a skinny kid. I doubt he can protect her if trouble comes her way. It did come in the form of a mugger. I wanted to watch him squirm but the creep made the mistake of pointing his gun at my lady. Instincts took over and I pinned him to the ground. The date called the police while she gave him disparaging looks. She mouthed a thank you at me with a shy smile. My ego inflated to a whole new level in nanoseconds. I signed if she needs a ride home. She smiled and shook her head. Her friend came over and she sat with her. I would have been happier if she chose me but between the two of them I am glad she chose her. When the police we gave them our statements. I insisted on giving her a lift. Her friend agreed and she sat in the back cheerfully. I didn't know who was more excited me or her. I watched her talk to her friend in sign language. She looked so innocent I wanted to take her to the farthest reaches of the globe just to make she is never harmed again. She waved at me to stop the car and I did so with a heavy heart. She hopped out and tapped on my window. She extended her hand to say thanks. I touched her palm and it felt like nothing I had felt before. It took a lot of willpower to let go of her hand. I smelled her hand cream on the palm of my hand. It smelled like lavender and lilacs. She happily walked into a restaurant and sat to enjoy her meal. I waited till she was done and drove her home safely. Like I said she is precious and I won't let some pipsqueak put her in harm's way. She waved good night and ran into her grandmother's arm.