Twenty-six. Kill her
Take me Ezekiel.
Sparks exploded in his head when he heard his name leave her mouth. He was flustered real good this time as he looked into those orbs of hers
"Louis I won't...", Ezekiel was going to order her bodyguard again but Monalissa was faster than him. She lunged herself forward and wrapped herself around him. Sh held him tightly in as if she was afraid that he would push her away.
"I don't want anyone else taking me home, I want you to take me home" she said with her face buried in his neck. Her breath was warm and her lashes which were flapping tickled his neck. Ezekiel swallowed hard as he clenched his fists. He was trying to control himself. Her plump breast that was heaving up and down rested on his chest. He didn't know if it was the innocent actions of the girl or his naughty mind but the guy between his legs became hardened with desire and was filled with blood. He looked down at the girl in his arms.
Who was she to make him feel this way? To awake the demon in him in just few seconds?
He looked at Kim and Louis and the duo understood his message. He wrapped his arms around her back and on her waist and carried her bridal style. The bodyguards escorted them, one at the front and another behind.
Unknown to them, three pairs of eyes were watching from different sections, cursing the hell out of the girl in his arms.
They arrived at the car and Kim immediately opened the passenger backdoor. Ezekiel carried her in and lowered her on the seat but the latter didn't want to get off. She held his neck tightly in her arms her eyes closed. Ezekiel cursed the devil that told him to hand over this mission to her. This wouldn't have happened if not for the mission. He tried to pry her arms away but this time she increased her strength and pushed him down on herself. His face was zero inch to hers. Their lips were almost merged if not for the strong arms that he rested on the seat to wedge him from falling off.
Monalissa purred brushing her lips against his. As if enticed by what she felt on her lips, she did it again and for the third time which was followed by a giggle.
Ezekiel cursed her so many times in his heart. He wondered if she was punishing him for dealing with her so many times. If that was the reason she was doing this, then he had to give her the credit because he was really being punished. He was afraid that his trouser would tear from the hard lump that had formed down there.
As he looked at her face, he knew that all hell would be let loose if he ever tasted those lips of hers. With all his strength and might, he pulled himself away from her and sat some distance away from her. He called Louis to come and drive them home.
All through the way, she was quiet, her even breathing entering his ears, alerting his senses. He couldn't believe that she had this sort of effect on him. No she didn't, he thought refusing to believe it. He concluded that it was his male hormones that were jumping around at the sight of a drunk woman. This also led him to asking himself if he had a thing for drunk women. He looked at her again and those lips entered his eyes again. This time, he looked away and tried to distract himself.
Kayla screeched to a noisy halt in front of her house as the scene at the party played several times in her mind. That woman was seducing her man! She tore Monalissa so many times to pieces in her mind. She got down from the car and went into her house. The person from the other day was waiting for her in the living room.
"Miss", the person called.
"Aaaaarrrghhhhh!", she screamed her chest heaving with anger.
"She's not been at the factory for two days now".
"That's because she went to the party with Ezekiel! ", she bellowed. Ezekiel didn't agree to attend the party with her but took that slutty b**tch!
"How long will it take to kill her?"
"Just a day. I have everything already prepared".
"Good! Kill her! Kill her", Kayla screamed. She was going to go crazy. No one was going to stand in her way at all. Not even that Miss Fords.