CHAPTER 2
ERICK HUGHES KISSED A GIRL while cuddling with another, he knew that the tabloids on duty loved having a member of Parliament who broke the mold, and for as long as he knew himself, he was attracted to women and they to him. What was just a mere whim for their most impure desires, not that it was different with them, many of them closed contracts with modeling agencies and earned lots of money thanks to their fame, the problem was always those who wanted something more from him.
As with Carine Scott...
But all that was passed now to Erick Hughes.
' Want to see the most famous house in England?'
Clearly, they were excited about the proposal. Everyone knew that Erick Hughes loved taking the girls there.
— I would love to meet the famous number 10 — said the blonde.
Eric smirked.
They always want to meet the most famous number 10 in the world...
— I'd show you all the numbers in the world, baby.
NOAH HUGHES woke up his brother in the middle of the night, he was naked between the two beautiful girls in the same condition as him, it was impossible for Noah not to notice their beautiful curves and feel a clear tone of envy for his brother.
— Eric! — Said the brother through gritted teeth in a clearly irritated way.
Erick Hughes woke up still sleepy.
— What happened? You don't sleep do you?
Noah Hughes threw the newspaper at him.
— This happened...
Erick looked at his photo on the cover of the London Gazette, London's oldest newspaper, and grinned.
'I thought I'd never be on a newspaper cover in my life,' he said proudly to himself.
Noah put his hands in the pockets of his pants and Erick knew when he did that it was to try to contain his fury.
— Me too…I would hope you never came out this way.
— For those on the cover of Playboy, I think you're making a lot of drama, don't you?
— They're very different things, Erick, and you know that very well, don't try to generalize everything as if the world revolves around your bloody navel.
Erick caressed the blonde's buttocks, as if he was rubbing Aladdin's magic lamp and had all his dreams come true, then smiled that way his brother hated so much.
— This beautiful ass here is no different from the ass that appeared in that magazine, Noah...
Noah huffed in anger.
— You worry too much about the media, tomorrow this will be old news. I thought the media had even forgotten how much I like women, it's always more of the same.
'If you were in my position you would worry, you know that very well, we can't be getting so much attention for nothing.'
— If I were in your situation..., a pity I'm not, by the way, I'd have a lot more of that here.
— Just do me a favor..., avoid being on the covers of the sensationalist newspapers, it's not healthy for our image.
Eric laughed.
— It's not my fault if they love me.
— They love you, but they'd love to take me down more, that would be wonderful news, and if I fall you know you fall with me.
— Could you guys discuss this outside — said the brunette in a bad mood — it's very annoying to see two crying babies arguing over nothing at this hour of the morning.
Noah looked reproachfully at his brother.
— You are the most powerful man in Europe, brother, but in this room it's still the women who rule, so... do us a favor to obey or join the party, I'm sure they wouldn't give a damn.
Noah pretended not to hear the indecent proposal.
— Apparently someone didn't follow the referendum.
— Never mind that, people easily forget the promises of politicians.
— People do, but enemies don't...
— Enemies are obstacles we walk over.
Noah left the room.
In that instant, when his personal cell phone rang, he knew that some bomb was going to fall...
— Well, Morant?
HE LISTENED CAREFULLY to what the MI6 agent said.
— Keep me informed.
It was worse than he had imagined...