Liam and Rose made it back to London after spending their individual time. Rose was back at her new apartment slowly sinking the beauty of the place. Yes! All were new as if she has cleaned it ages ago. She already received 99+ e-mails as she opened the laptop.
Liam didn't ask Michel to keep on elaborating his monthly shedule as he kept on getting phone calls and deals approaching to him. He sat on his office sofa sipping his sweet- cardamom tea. Michel left in hurry as he was running his conference meetings early in the morning.
"Hey, Carlos" Liam took his call and smiled while exchanging hello and hi.
"Asshole- where have you been?"
"Nothing much. What about you?"
"Well, I am getting nauseated by Oli.....she just making me keep her here to cross the line."
"Now, now she is really young. Don't pressure her. But what's more bothering you apart from her existence?"
"I don't know you better come over. I have some reports and works to hand over to you."
"Yeah. I will fix a meeting with Ashley this evening. Who are your committee partners anyway?"
"Oh. Ashley and Oli and Ploto, Miss Perry is also there. As she is a new- partner. She has excellent skills for curing syphilis. Maybe it can be helpful to you….."
"Sure. I will take a whole report and associate her to Dr. Russ. He said he need a hand to."
"So, shall be that." Liam called off the meeting with the persistent manager of Sydney free- helath and mental disorder services. And made a big folder of 'Dr. Carlos meeting.' the satisfying look on his face made him more attractive as his jaw worked up to lick his lips wet.
"Erica wasn't here? Where the hell she gone?" Michel worked up his mouth and randomly scanned each and every corner of the house. He was still dressed in his formal boring white shirt with his broad shoulders.
"Master, we thought she might have gone out with you…."
"I said this morning that the Harvards business is still on the issue and Liam took a early flight to London just to have himself busy. And I think I also made a note of that I might get rounds of the house while I'm away." Michel reared his voice almost echoing.
Erica was gloomy. Since, she was sleeping in the guest room knowing that she is unwelcomed here but the voilent voice made her snap out of her sleep and stand on those feet of her's.
"I….." the sweet voice came in as she peeked from the guest room door. Michel turned to face her and finally getting an appearance of most dumb-ass girl been sleeping the whole day? Has she lost her mind?
Michel walked over to her. Too close almost in a act of kissing her forehead. The warm like breath almost making her forehead filled with sweat. "Look up!" He said.
"I didn't mean to-"
"Didn't you hear me?" Erica looked up to him. Meeting his submissive gaze. Her legs shaking in horror.
"Get dressed. I will pick you up at evening, we are attending the Harvards business today." He gave a scowl and walked back.
"Make her look soft. I don't like girls with too much powders." Michel said as he picked an incoming call.
"Lucas told me to give you the shedule. I am leaving London tomorrow afternoon to meet Carlos. Would you step in?" Liam asked while picking up two files for cross-checking.
"No. I have some business at Harvards with Alex and his head captain." Michel didn't approach his any other questions about biding him good-bye.
"Oh. When?"
"This evening. I have an opportunity to set my districal ideas upon the upcoming projects I have been waiting him to work with and will accompany by Andrew. What about Ashley then will you go back to her?"
"Wouldn't like to. Good luck." This whole conversation made Liam hoping that it's best for him and Michel to walk their paths to see what's fit for them.
A sweet message popped up to Liam on his screen.
Rose: 'heard that the Boston marathon taking place this year?' *excited emoji*
Liam smiled to that thinking she was going to be silly while doing work. So he quickly send a pic of cheese pudding with strawberry serum on top of it.
Liam: 'why? You want to go their? Have some sweetie….'
She was smiling with a frown on her face rapidly fading beacause she hadn't slept very well.
Rose: 'scoot off! I want to sleep. I'm tired'
The conversation was seen by Liam as he locked his phone and took his car keys to drive through the arena for congratulations ceremony.
Michel was back at the evening. Sweating profusely as he let his buff body settle on the sofa. He was thirsty too. The maids came off and said in a low voice denoting that Erica is ready and is sitting on his bedroom.
He had his ears blush and got chocked while drinking water. He knew Erica was dusty preety as her honey eyes were looking fine without make-up even when she wore those short and ripped through dresses back at the bar.
He opened the door and searched for her existence it was a second glance when he caught himself tripping over her ocean blue dress. Barely covering her knees. It was a fit. Her body lining was perfect. Her long brown hair was beautifully decorated with a blue flower on.
She was almost so embarrassed that she hid her smile and gave a blank look to him blinking her eyes several times. He clapped his hand and gave her a mocking smile.
"I thought you will give in wearing this rather than your average fashion style of wearing torn and short dresses which barely covered your ass?" Michel sat on his arm chair, confined with dark lining.
His arms flexed almost giving a shrug to his spine as he stood and walked to the bathroom to take shower. A few minutes spent by him in the shower, the smell of olive leaves of his body wash filled her nostrils almost making her alret that somebody has just stepped by her.