He was just being insecure, for a moment, earlier this evening, he had thought that she wouldn't show up, but now, here she is, and walking behind him. He still couldn't believe it, but of course, the evidence was clear that she is the one, so there is nothing he has to fear about.
Opening the door, he pulled it open, as it made a cringing sound, after that, he stood at the corner, allowing her to enter.
Chelsea did, and Jaxtyn immediately shut the door behind him and secured it properly.
Chelsea noticed it, but did not mind, as his client, he needed an utmost degree of privacy, especially if they had to grind together the entire night, it is highly needed.
Swirling her head to face the room now, Chelsea was shocked to see how spacious and beautiful his room was.
She had the anxiety to open her mouth and allow her tongue to fall off, but then, he thought it wise not to do so, absolutely not.
Chelsea tried her best to remain calm as she fed her eyes into the room, and it was beautiful. The first thing that caught her attention was the big size bed at the center of the room, it was magnificent and it had the size and shape of a king size bed.
Any moment from now, her back will be plastered on the bed, and this man will be on top of her, grinding his hips against her as if nothing is the matter.
She was kind of anxious to let that happen, especially when his bait was no one else than the famous mafia prince, the one everyone always talks about often.
It is now her side of the coin, and as much as the sun shines, she will be alert throughout the evening especially during the early hours of the morning, considering the fact that he might be thinking about escaping without paying her the money she deserves.
Jaxtyn slowly slid his hands around Chelsea's own, pulling her from her cloud of thoughts. It was the easiest way he could do, and making her feel comfortable around her was the best he could do, considering the fact that she might be bored because they don't have much of a discussion.
"This way, lady, let's go to the bathroom so that your injured wrist can be properly taken care of," he advised.
It was a simple one that did not need violence, and he liked the way Chelsea became easy-going, following him as of nothing was the matter.
Leading the way, he walked towards the left-hand side of the room where there was a closed door. Unlocking it, he entered first, before giving way for Chelsea to pass.
In the bathroom, Chelsea scanned through it with her eyes, and it was beautiful, she liked the way the bathroom was structured, and its vastness meant that it was the only bathroom in this room, combined with a bathtub and shower stand, in case your mood changes frequently on what you want to use in bathing.
There was a cupboard in the bathroom where clean towels were kept there, and Jaxtyn immediately reached towards that place, removing a small hand towel, before walking towards Chelsea's side.
As he did, he asked for her hand and which she readily offered, before they walked towards the sink.
There was a large mirror above the sink, and it enabled them to see one another clearly, but they hid that from one another, constantly peeping when the other seemed distracted.
Opening the sink, Jaxtyn allowed the freshwater to pour on Chelsea's hand and as it landed, she screamed in pain, behaving like the world's burden of pain had been laid upon her shoulders.
The feeling that crossed Chelsea's body is one that she cannot imagine, like seriously, she rarely expected this, and Jaxtyn was fast to react.
"Hey! calm down, baby, it's just cold running water, it is to make you feel better, besides, I see that the blood that had been clothed on your hand is now leaving and I can clearly see the wounds," he exclaimed.
Staring now, it is true, and the wound was now visible to the naked eyes.
It was a long and deep line that cut round her wrist.
"That was bad to do so, where are you aiming for my vein to kill me at once? that is pure cruelty," she muttered.
A rear started to form in her eyes but then, she wanted to show him that she was strong, brave and the wounds didn't hurt at all to her.
Jaxtyn glared at the rubbish the Chelsea just spoke and shook his head in resignation.
Chelsea happens to be a whole lot of several characters, embedded in the single behavior.
Sometimes, she makes Jaxtyn laugh, other times, she makes him feel like he needed to break anything that is around him because of how frustrated it is.
Shaking his head, he decided to respond to her question, the earlier the better, before it turns into a total drama.
"What do you mean by me aiming your vein, Chelsea?" he inquired.
This is the first time he was actually making use of her name and it sounded strange even in his own ears.
Chelsea's reaction was priceless, she had that look that says it all, she was too tired a while ago, but hearing the voice from Jaxtyn's mouth gave a million and one Question pop into her mind.
"Oh my God! how on Earth do you know about my name? that is strange, so strange that I can not figure it out, especially when I don't remember telling it to you," she spat thoughtfully.
Actually, she had every reason to think this way, it was the worse thing so far because her head hurt her so much for thinking a lot about him.
Such things aren't supposed to bother her, especially with the status she had around Galaxy snack, it is enough to make her name remain on the lips of every people in Douala.
Jaxtyn stared at her for a while, and before she could know it, he was answering her question.
"Louis told me your name,"
His reply was short and simple. the best anyone could give so far.