Jaxtyn Adrian Watson sat on the couch feeling frustrated already. He expected Louis to be here by now, it is exactly one hour gone, and the frustration was already getting the best out of him.
Jaxtyn thinks that everyone should bow to him, he expected the lady to hop into the car the minute she hears his name, but then if that was the case, why wasn't she already here? it ached him to know that.
The bulge on his loin was evident, though he kept it light, he pretended as nothing happened.
Unlike the suit Jaxtyn had taken to the club a while ago, he had now bath and changed into something nicer and more comfortable to his skin.
He wore blue sweat pants with an elastic waistband holding his waist firmly, and also his ankles. He chose a pullover which was kind of free and didn't have a hood, to accentuate his attire.
So far, he could hit his chest and brag that he was well dressed to receive Chelsea. His arranged hair was now ruffled, and all he did was to put his hands through it, making sure that it is smooth as much as possible. His white socks held his legs firmly, as it made his leg look even more attractive.
To say that Jaxtyn is handsome is an understatement, he looks strikingly elegant, the skin around his neck was one that was pure, neat and every lady will drool over him, these are the things that actually make him think that he is more than supreme to the people who didn't have money as he did.
A knock on the door made him stand with every ounce of energy he had in him. Hurrying out of the couch, he slipped his socked legs into his slippers and rushed to the door.
Jaxtyn's hopes were high, he expected no other person to stand out of the door other than Chelsea, and when he opened it, he smiled brilliantly like a fool.
Staring at his personal bodyguard out of the room with waves on his forehead showing how stressed he is, the small smile that had carved his lips disappeared immediately.
Popping his head outside, he looked from left to right checking if someone had followed him, he expected to see a very beautiful lady, the one from the club, the lady whom he had seen dancing like she was the pole's daughter, like she mastered everything that concerned it, and also its deepest secret.
The anger that boiled in Jaxtyn was more than imaginable, especially as he didn't spot her anywhere.
Grabbing Louis by the neck, he pushed him towards the wall as he crashed on it with his back, Jaxtyn tried suffocating his bodyguard as anger boiled through him.
"You bloody scum, where is the lady? why isn't she here with you? after wasting my time in this way, I tell you, Louis, you are going to regret it," he let out in anger raising a brow to punch him across the face.
Louis knew something like this was going to happen, but he didn't expect it to happen so fast, instead, he was coming to announce the lady's arrival, this is so much against what he had planned.
Deep down in Louis's mind, he knew that if he does not explain himself and fast, he will end up with a swollen eye, a broken nose bone, and a split-mouth, something he didn't want for himself so fast.
Louis was helpless, and the more he tried grasping for breathing, the more his master squeezed his throat making him choke.
He knew he had a chance to beg to mercy, especially as the girl was in this house.
"Please, Sir... give me a... chance to explain...myself," his words broke out as he stammered.
With the position where he is right now, if he doesn't breathe in the next few seconds, he might go unconscious for a short period of time. Something he doesn't want to happen so soon.
Jaxtyn's anger seemed to calm down by just an iota, and he released the grip of his bodyguard. He needed an explanation, it is supposed to be worth his time if not, Louis will have him to do deal with it.
Jaxtyn leaned against his closed-door from the outside, as he looked at Louis, waiting for a reply.
Louis on the other hand a hard tone recovering, the effect of Louis trying to suffocate him haunted the hell out of him, so much that he had to gulp huge quantity of through his mouth, and also his nostrils, making sure that he had the right energy to speak before his boss completely gets mad at him.
Jaxtyn didn't have any patience left at all, waiting for an hour or so is already enough, especially as he was ready to pay the lady's charges, but then if his bodyguard was wasting his time, that wasn't a good sign.
"Why didn't she come? you know I was waiting for her right? now tell me, what happened?" he asked crossing his leg against the other.
Louis knew this was the time to redeem himself and stop the foul game, so he said in a reserved voice.
"She came, Sir, Chelsea is here," he said.
Jaxtyn saw this as some kind of joke as he said weirdly looking left to right.
"Where?" he asked.
"She is downstairs, and I came here to inform you that," Louis announced finally.
Jaxtyn's expression changed immediately. Looking at the man he had punched for nothing, he said to him,
"Go have some rest now, I'll go downstairs. You can use the rear door, I want complete tranquility okay?" he inquired.
"Yes, Sir, it is understood," he said hurrying off.
Jaxtyn arranged himself to walk down the stairs.
*
Chelsea had idled herself, walking towards the wine bar that stood at the corner of the room. She admired the rich wine bottles, there were also several whiskey bottles of the finest kind.
Holding one that piqued her attention, she was unaware of the man that stared at him.
Jaxtyn stood at the bottom stair, glaring at Chelsea, he didn't know what she was doing, and he couldn't say she was stealing because she didn't put it in his bag.
Gathering his strength, he said in one word trying to draw his attention,
"Gotcha!"
This did not only frighten the lady it made him drop the bottle of wine in her hands as it fell on the groundbreaking into millions of tiny pieces.
Lifting her head, she faced the most handsome pair of green eyes.