"You broke it," Jaxtyn mouthed accusingly, pointing at Chelsea.
Chelsea knew had done something wrong, so she became frightened especially as the man standing in front of her had caused it.
"You frightened me, has anyone never told you they don't frighten women that way?" I
she inquired raising her chin to stay at him.
Chelsea was caught aback by this man's appearance, he was strikingly handsome, and his looks attracted her so much. Blinking severally, she tried to focus on the mistake she just made.
Jaxtyn finished the last stairs and as he walked towards Chelsea menacingly, she stood there boldly stirring at him.
Walking towards Chelsea, he stood beside her looking at her with mocking eyes, a smirk plastered around his face and his height towed around her.
Chelsea was only five feet and four inches tall, she looked petite in front of the young man that stood in front of her menacingly.
Deep in her, she knew she had gotten herself into trouble, but then, keeping her cool is the best way to stay away from these issues.
Watching how he bowed his head towards her face, she tried her best to swallow hard, seeing that she barely had an escape route.
She inhaled a great part of his cologne as it waffled her nostrils.
Jaxtyn smelled good, he had used the right shampoos to have his bath, and his light apple perfume that was the overall fragrance on his body was one in a kind.
Although Chelsea had had to sniff a lot of men in her career, no one smelled as gold as the man in front of her, he was like a demigod in a flowery garden, and as she looked at him, she saw his eyes glinting.
She couldn't tell whether it was from hatred or maybe resentment, without him saying a word to her was a difficult task to say, but as he spoke, his mint mixed breathe waffled her nostrils.
"Are you alright? hope you aren't hurt," he started holding her hands in his.
For the first time in several years, Chelsea felt like someone actually cared about her, since she lost her mother, she felt like the world had crumbled on her, things weren't moving well for her, and although she always felt weak, she didn't bring the weak part out of her.
She has a debt to pay, and unless she does this, several things might happen to her father, and that is the only family she has left__well, considering her grandmother too.
Drawing her thoughts to herself, she nodded while stuttering.
"I am... yes, I am alright, thank you," she said.
Raising a brow, Jaxtyn stared at her as if she wasn't, but of course, she was, just that fear grabbed her heart. Obviously, it has to be, she just did something that is wrong, she broke Jaxtyn's bottle of whisky.
Brushing her eyes to the broken pieces on the floor, she stared at it as if she didn't see it properly.
In a silent and hard tone, Jaxtyn replied to her, "If you are fine, that is good because you see this bottle of whisky you just broke? you will pay for it,"
Chelsea gasped out of shock, she didn't expect that.
The look on Chelsea's face was grim, her pale face and weak eyes showed that the words Jaxtyn had just let out had attacked her inwardly.
The fact is not that Chelsea can't pay it, but the actual truth of the matter is that the money she has can't be tempered. For heaven's sake, Chelsea had planned that her money will increase, and will not be spent on trivial things, now, she has gotten herself into trouble, deep problems that she can't even understand how happened.
She gulped, and it was painful in her throat.
Recollecting her spirits, Chelsea decided to be brave and face this situation. It happens to be that this is the first time she has got messy while being in her client's house. But now, she needs to stand up against this man, she didn't do anything wrong, and this is totally his fault, he frightened her, therefore, causing her to break the whiskey bottle.
Standing up to this man, she decided to face him.
Chelsea cleared her throat, trying her best to make her voice looks Manish as she expressed herself.
"You know what, Sir? I will always make sure that I am as prudent as ever when I go to my client's house, and I am going to admit it, you caused me to break the bottle of whiskey, and I would apologize because it is me that involuntarily let it slip off my hands, but then, you caused it, this is solely your fault," she shot.
Jaxtyn raised a brow trying his best to in intimidating her, he thought maybe she would be one of his many girlfriends he always succeeds to lure in that matter, he really needed to frighten her a little.
"Wow! what you mean Miss? that I pushed the bottle from your hands? is that so?" he asked staring at her wide deep green eyes that were now a shade of dark green piercing her to her soul.
Chelsea's heartbeat started accelerating, she felt like the world had decided to make her lose the money she had gathered all these years, for heaven's sake, she needs the money, and making her lose it right now can possibly put her in trouble, deep trouble that she wouldn't understand what is definitely going In.
She knew the man before him was a wealthy man, and even though she was slightly correct, he will always be the Saint and send her in front as the criminal, especially as the bottle had fallen off from her hand.
Chelsea thought it wise to end the quarrel by accepting to pay for the bottle of whiskey, but then, she advised herself that the minute she settles off her bills, she should leave because who knows the next thing that might happen? maybe it can be her breaking a glass ornament or something that she will need to pay dearly.
Sighing, she looked at the man that stood in front of her, his presence intimidating the hell out of her.
"How much is the bottle of liquor I broke? let me pay for it, I am sorry I was so clumsy to this extent," she mouthed an apology.
Suddenly, her cold voice filled with sadness was enough to break the ice, Jaxtyn felt like he had not met the real match, I mean, strippers are rude and arrogant, they always chew gum and pretend like they are always right. Yes, they want to prove themselves as the dominant figures, especially when it has to do with bed sports and all the like.
Instantly, Jaxtyn discovered that he could have a small game with Chelsea, he wanted to play with her before actually settling down, he wanted to play the boss over this young woman. Who knows? maybe he can have an extra tip that he would gladly keep for himself.
Staring at Chelsea, her face seemed to drop, and she was white and scared, feeling like life had decided to usurp all the energy in her.
This is the perfect time for her to shoot her shot.
"You know what, Miss stripper? this whiskey is more expensive than your entire life put together, and it's worth one million Francs CFA. I bought it when I had visited Scotland during Christmas vacation, and trust me, this was a memory I wasn't ready to give up on yet. And yes, you are going to pay for this," he announced.
Chelsea gasped.
Immediately as she heard him say so, his face became a line of frustration as she couldn't believe her ears.
Like seriously, one million francs CFA? wow! that was going to scrape her savings.
The money was not the problem, but then, she could not believe her eyes that she was going to have the money now, she can't walk work such money on her, absolutely no.
Presently, in her handbag, she barely had five thousand francs, and she really needed to use it as her transport to return home, so, that was totally necessary to her.
Chelsea thought maybe Jaxtyn might be lying to her, what if what he is saying is not the truth? and he just wants to use it as a means to wrench money from.
It is mostly known that Mafias always use enrich themselves by doing one thing or the other, by either stealing and extorting money from other Mafias or owning properties in their names that will make them rich.
Jaxtyn Jadiel Watson was known for his club, the money generated in the sales per evening is worth it, and it is well-known that he doesn't depend on his club for livelihood, rather, he owns several estates on which he is the landlord, and raise parts of the money from it which he uses to flirt with the several ladies In his life.
Thinking about the possibility of handing the money to Jaxtyn just became a no on her part. She decided to use it as an offense against him.
"Wow! Mr. Prince, I didn't know a whiskey bottle can cost this most overseas, but then, I will love to tell you that I wouldn't be able to pay it, at least not when it is your fault," she shot.
Her sudden change of mood made Jaxtyn wonder if she was that same lady who got frightened earlier by just his mere words. Now, he was totally confused.
Even though he looked confused, Jaxtyn didn't allow his voice to look like his appearance, instead, he filled it with authority, and tied the knot so that the effect will be felt by her.
"Miss Stripper, I am going to call the security officers to arrest you if you can't provide my money, and I will tell you this, the choice is all yours, it's either you pay me now, or you will have yourself to blame," he shot.
Although Jaxtyn's voice was deep and shot the message into her, it didn't stop that crazy and sexy hue to streak his tone, and his facial expression harden all at once to match his tone.
Chelsea thought this was serious now, she didn't want to spend a night in a cell or even more, out of the confines of my home.
"Please, no need calling your security men, I will pay you the money, but for now, I do not have that kind of money, if I would go to my house, I might find the money and bring it to you," she said trying her best to come to a negotiating point.
Jaxtyn chuckled, it happened to be a nice, rich and provocative sound, he never wanted to let Chelsea go, not when she was here already.
Advancing towards her menacingly, he held her waist protectively, securing her in his grasp while he looks at her with wide eyes.
Bring her close to himself, he paused an inch away from her face, inhaling her beautiful fragrance.
He had something to say, and when he does, it is going to blow her mind and set her off-guard.
"Miss Stripper, I would let you know this, I waited part of the night for Louis to get you here, and now that you are here, I am not going to let you go, not even if you have the money to offer me. Now you have to give me the money now and here," he blurted out.
Chelsea's heart was already beating, she was scared and damned frightened by the possibility of what he just said.
"How can I repay you when I do not have the money here?" she inquired.
"You are a professional, babe, I believe you are good in what you doing, so prove it now," he blurted out.
Chelsea's mind was cloudy, she was so damn confused about what she was required to do, but then, the idea stroke her mind, how could Jaxtyn be this ungodly to ask her such a thing? she wondered.
Anyhow, she just had to do it, no matter what she does now, he has already stated his fact, therefore, she only has to abide by his rule.
"Let me clean up this mess, I will turn to you by every means possible. I hope that will be enough," she muttered.
Jaxtyn stared at her for a while, he wanted to add another clause, he knew this was going to blow her mind away, therefore, as wanted to strike it no matter how awkward it might so Ind.
"If you are spending the night with me on account of what you destroyed at my home, I will only give you half of the money I planned to give you tonight," he mouthed.
This was a hard blow to Chelsea, she just realized she had lost the deal, in fact, all the money she would have worked tonight will be used to clear up her debts, just because of one silly mistake, she couldn't even figure out why that was happening to her, she looked pissed out.
"Hell no! I can't accept that. You know what? I will leave now, and before day breaks, I shall return here carrying your money in my backpack," Chelsea explained.
Turning on her limbs, Chelsea pushed Jaxtyn's arms from her waistline, as she tried moving away.
Unfortunately for her, the plans she made went futile when Jaxtyn grabbed her waist holding her firmly so that she could not leave.
"Stop, lady, as I said, I've spent part of the night waiting for you now, I wouldn't let you go, not when you are here, no," he muttered rudely.
Chelsea opened her mouth to speak but was silenced when Jaxtyn smeared his hands around her cheeks bruising them lightly.
Staring at him with bewilderment, she couldn't find the words to explain herself, but then, she had to summon the courage to talk about it.
"Please, Mr. Boss, just let me go home, I promise, I will pay your money, just don't allow your security men to get to me, please," she begged.
Jaxtyn saw the anguish that was plastered on her face, he loved it, but then, he thought she was not easily intimidated, but then, what he just saw now proved the contrary, he could easily get through her with just this one mistake, he was ready to blackmail her severally as he wished to.
This is absolutely the kind of thing he likes.
"I wouldn't let you go, at least, not now, but we can compromise, we can get to a compromising point whereby you can do my needful for a while, then, I'll liberate you. How do you think about that?" he inquired raising a brow.
Chelsea knew this was an opportunity for her to grab it, and no matter, whatever happens, he is going to be blamed.
Sighing, Chelsea avoided his glance as she prepared he mind to speak out her heart content to this man.
"Fine, I will spend the night with you, but please, I'm leaving immediately we are done," she said.
Jaxtyn replied to him.