The employees of the shop looked at the affectionate act in envy. As soon as Brandon left with the woman in his arms, the employees went on to whisper amongst themselves wondering whether he is that sweet to his employees. The manager moved closer to Watson in curiosity. "Is Mr. Joseph kind to all his employees?" Watson who was preparing to leave, paused and thought of the question. He looked back at the sweaty manager and smiled coolly.
"Hillary, Boss Joseph is a dangerous man, especially when it involves his woman." His reply was loud enough for everyone to hear. Everyone looked at Watson in shock. "So in the foreseeable future, I advise you to treat that woman, who is also the company's GM, with more respect than you would treat Mr. Joseph instead, otherwise, the consequences…" He tapped the manager's shoulder and smiled. "Another employee will be coming shortly. Just hope that the work he will do will please the young Miss, if not… I have to go now." Watson smiled and looked round the room and left. The people left in the room looked amongst themselves and back to the trembling manager. He had really messed up!
"All of you!" He suddenly snapped at his employees. "You almost cost the company one of its most- no, its most valuable client! The half price shall be compensated by each of your half salary!" He barked. "And if the young Madam does not like the uniform and she even slightly sighs in disappointment…" Hillary was too angry and scared to speak. He just waved his index finger at them angrily. "What happened?" He suddenly asked the receptionist. She was too shocked to speak and just looked down in embarrassment. "You…" He lacked words and went back to his office.
Watson caught up with the man holding his woman tightly and helped him open the car. "You drive the jeep. I'll use this one." Brandon ordered and got in the driver's seat and took off. Watson followed. The woman slept peacefully at the back seat and Brandon drove carefully not to startle her. He switched on the car heater and looked back at the sleeping woman. He was worried about her. The cars were parked in front of her apartment and he carried the woman upstairs with Watson following the couple in every step. Brandon placed the lady in her bed and kissed her forehead sweetly. The kiss made the sleeping woman smile and she unconsciously pulled the man to her and wrapped her hand around him tightly, placing her head on his chest. The man felt warmth in his heart and took out his phone. "Prepare a healthy meal. Extremely healthy. If you fail…" Then he put back his phone in his pocket and hugged back the woman in his arms. Watson almost spit the water he was drinking upon reading the dangerous threat in his phone. He thought of what to do and decided to call Simon to seek advice.
Brandon looked at the woman sleeping peacefully and smiled. She was very hardworking and smart. He stroked her face lovingly and kissed her cheek. His hand was suddenly directed to her lower abdomen where she rubbed it across. He understood and went on. 'Even when you are asleep you are interesting!' He thought to himself as he stroked her abdomen. 'If only there was a mini us.' The woman slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man stroking her abdomen. She smiled at him. "Brandon." She called him softly then closed her eyes. She was still in a daze. Then suddenly realizing what was happening, she suddenly opened her eyes and pushed him away. She got up quickly and rushed to the bathroom, locking it behind her. Brandon was caught off guard before he could react and looked at the shut door confused. He stood up and went to the door, tapped on it slightly and waited for the woman inside to reply. She did not. "Tasha. Are you avoiding me?" There was no reply. "As soon as you are done cleaning up, please come for supper." He then left the room. The woman paced up and down in the bathroom and then decided to take a shower and change into something more casual. She was indeed very tired; she could feel it from the way her back had muscle spasms. An hour later, her bedroom door opened and the woman came out. The two men at the dining table had been patiently waiting for her while doing some work. Immediately Brandon smelt her perfume, he stood up and pulled a chair for her. "How are you feeling now?" He asked concerned.
"I am doing okay. I was just tired. How did I get here?" She asked as she tried to recollect her recent activities. She remembered going to the mall and… "The team building uniforms!" She suddenly snapped and stood up.
"I have dealt with it." Brandon calmed her down and held her hand, pulling her back to her seat. "Eat." He started to put food in to her plate. "It seems you strained yourself too much today." Natasha looked at Watson.
"What happened?" She asked the man opposite her, who had noticed the other man's face darken.
"If you do not eat, I shall take you back to where we collected you from!" Brandon interrupted and threatened. Natasha pouted and looked at the food. It was different from last time and wondered who had prepared it. From the way Watson was nervous, she knew who had prepared it. "How is the food?"
"It is great." Natasha replied and continued to enjoy the meal. Brandon looked at Watson and wondered how he could make such a great meal.
"How?" He asked.
"How what?" Watson asked back.
"The food. How?"
"I sought some guidance from a good doctor." Watson replied proudly.
"What are you two bickering about?" Natasha was curious and interrupted.
"Watson was getting ready to leave." Brandon replied ignoring the surprised look on his PA's face. Natasha's phone suddenly rang from the bedroom. She looked at the two men and went to get it.
"Hello. Yes, this is she. Who? Oh, Mr. Dennis. Thank you. Now? No, it is late and I am tired. Maybe some other day. Okay. Goodnight." Natasha hang up the phone. Though she had received it in her bedroom, she had left the door open and the men seated at the dining table caught wind of the conversation. Brandon could feel his blood boiling but he kept a cool face. Natasha sat down and went on to eat.
"Who is inviting you out on a date?" Watson poked. 'Brandon wait and see!' He thought to himself.
"Someone I met today during my planning errands. And it is not a date. He just wanted us to hang out." Natasha said casually but the more she spoke the more Brandon's blood was boiling. He looked at his innocent girlfriend and stepped on Watson's foot under the table. Then with his head, he pointed at Natasha when she was not looking.
"What is his name? Maybe I might know him and tell you whether he is a good man." Watson pressed on ignoring the pain in his right foot.
"I am really not sure. But I guess it is Dennis something." Natasha said and struggled to remember the other name. "Kennedy!" She suddenly snapped. "Dennis Kennedy. We met at the Blue View International Hotel as I was handling the catering for the company's event." Brandon's spoon dropped from his hand as he froze to absorb the name while Watson took a spoonful of soup happily. 'Oh Boss Brandon. It had to be Dennis Kennedy!' He thought to himself. "Do you know him?"
"He did not tell you who he was?" Watson asked. Natasha shook her head. "Mr. Dennis Kennedy is a top most model, fashion designer and icon with very well and deeply connected roots. He is one of the youngest and richest in the world. He has been abroad for a few years and I am surprised he is back." Natasha shook her head but she did not seem interested which softened the face of the man to her left. Her phone rang again and Brandon was the one to rush and pick it. Natasha looked at him is surprise. The man came back from the bedroom and handed Natasha her phone. The caller ID was her elder brother's. Natasha rolled her eyes at him. Watson chuckled but immediately stopped upon realizing the dangerous eyes from Brandon. Natasha went back to her room to receive the call.
"Find out what brings the young model back." Brandon ordered.
"Young? Boss, are you not almost the same age? Does that not make you young…" Watson drifted off to silence when the dangerous eyes landed on him again. "Yes boss." He took out his phone and made several phone calls. Brandon's phone rang and it was his mother. Now the three people in the room were busy with phone calls. After a few minutes, all calls ended and they sat at the dining table again.
"My elder brother was reminding me that Ronald is to seat his final exams in the next two months." Natasha said proudly.
"My mother has invited us to dinner tomorrow. Before that, please go with Watson to help him choose a feminine gift for the governor's wife birthday on Sunday evening." Brandon said. Natasha looked at him in surprise. Her phone rang again. She looked at the screen and ignored it. It went on for a while until there was a knock on the door. Brandon stepped in before Natasha could open the door. As soon as he opened it, his face turned dark at once. The two men stood at the door looking at each other; one cold and majestic and the other classy and elegant.
"Long time no see, Mr. Joseph." The man was the first to speak. His voice was calm and a bit annoying to Brandon's ears.
"Who is it?" Natasha asked and they moved to the door with Watson. Immediately the two saw who was at the door, they both froze. "You, how did you find out where I stay? Are you stalking me?"
"Mr. Kennedy, are you a stalker nowadays? Following people's girlfriends after they turn down your dates?" Brandon asked calmly.
"Girlfriend?" Dennis repeated and looked past Brandon to the beautiful woman behind him. "Whose girlfriend is he exactly?" He mocked. Brandon smiled and immediately turned around, pulled the woman behind him closer to where he stood and looked at the man at the door.
"Let me show you whose." Brandon replied calmly and kissed the woman in his arms passionately. Dennis continued to put on his composed smile but the clenched fists in his pocket told another story. Brandon kissed his woman until she ran out of breath and he let her go. He then looked at Dennis and licked his lips. "Mine." He then shut the door on Dennis' face.