Unveiled (Torn #6)(48)
When she had woken up sometime about fifteen past ten in the morning, she was all smiles, donning only my white dress shirt as she came out of the room, seeking for me in the main salon. My minion as she had liked to call them, had been going in and out of the room, flying to and fro from the office just so they could get approval and signatures from me. Even meetings were done via videos or if need be, they fly here too. It was rather convenient if I say so myself, having work and having Lindsey at all times of the day.
It was rather typical of her to seek me out with only my shirt on and nothing less even though there were people about working me for me, discussing about important events that needs to take place. She strutted in there with that gorgeous smile and the rest went still and silent, watching her…even I was speechless.
I think the people that worked for me were more rather shocked that their boss was smitten by a woman…so smitten in fact that I was putty in her hands. When she requested that I join her for breakfast and that she wouldn’t take no for an answer, I barely kissed her and told her I’d meet her there in five minutes. I was at the top deck, joining her in four.
I was a fair boss but my temper had been rather notorious if one didn’t do as I asked. So when they saw the softer side of my persona, it was rather surprising to them. It was true that there’s always a woman behind every successful man. And it sure applied to me. And whatever rumors swirling that I was done with Lindsey and ready to move in with Claudine could keep a lid on it because it was never happening. There were about ten people in there and one of them would squeal this story to the press…or they would accidentally tell someone in their friends and family and the grapevine will begin.
Situating my relationship with Lindsey was rather significant to me, to her and to the rest of the population that meant to hurt her. I could try to sue everyone by slandering her name but these media outlets were like hungry wolves. Whether you do or don’t do the right thing, they’d hound you until there’s your blood had been sucked dry. And there was nothing perfect than to squash all those irrelevant rumors about Claudine and I getting back together.
It was a good start…and they should expect more coming their way.
*
Later that night…
“Where are we going now?” She asked as I threw her a half smile, before I returned my focus on the operating system inside the chopper. We were leaving the yacht for the night, heading towards Athens airport with my jet waiting on standby.
“Why must you know everything? Can’t you simply enjoy these fun moments being with me, hmm?” I took hold of her hand before leaving a kiss inside her palm. I had never fallen this far for her…even last year, I had thought then that I was so in love with her but this feeling I got this time around made it seem as if I wouldn’t recover if she decides to stomp on my heart like she did before.
She was the one—whether if people agreed to it or not…my heart was hers.
She made a considering look, as if trying to guess where we’re heading. “Are we going on a secret mission?” she giddily asked, eyes all lit up at the thought of doing something out of the ordinary.
Well, maybe it was something a little extraordinary but it was something I’d rather keep to myself. For the meantime. “For some lovely good times,” I said, hoping this response would tide her curiosity over. Not wanting her to press on more questions, I turned the propellers on so that she’d be too distracted to even ask me about anything.
The ride took about twenty minutes or so. We landed in Athens airstrip right about sundown before we jetted off to Switzerland to one of my cabins right outside Zurich. I had never taken her here before and since it was wintertime and Greece didn’t have snow, I wanted her to enjoy some winter fun bits that I’m sure she’d love to do with me.
And once we landed in the coldness of the nightly Swiss air, she was about to have a panic that she didn’t bring any winter gear, making me laugh a little harder than one could imagine. “Ah, women!” I exclaimed as I took her in my arms. “There’s warm jacket waiting for you inside the Range Rover and all the other things that you might find useful. We’re leaving again tomorrow unfortunately…but I thought that you might like this, so I took a chance.”
“This is truly amazing…you didn’t have to—I know you’re busy as it is even though you’re so busy. I can’t imagine what it’s like for you on a daily basis without your father helping out…”
I shrugged. “Nah, it’s nothing I can’t handle. You forget I’m the kind of man that can handle a lot of thing,” I murmured right behind her, as I watched her slowly descend from the plane and went straight into the awaiting car.
Once I watched her securely inside the vehicle, I took a quick minute to shake the pilot’s hand and both stewards, graciously thanking them for their outstanding service.
The second I got into the car with Lindsey, my mind focused on the short trip ahead to the cabin and what I had in mind with her tonight. From what I know, Bass Cole too had a cabin somewhere around here but he and I haven’t vacationed along with out women. And with his new bundle in the oven coming about, I was sure going to places weren’t his priority.
He was actually one of the few who had immediately called me upon learning of the scandal. Apparently, Emma threatened him because Lindsey’s phone was off—which I had no idea it was at the time—that if Bass didn’t decide to call, she’d very well fly to Europe and give me a run for my money. I didn’t doubt Emma wouldn’t follow through with her threats. That woman was another all sorts of crazy—pretty adorable if you ask me—but it was no wonder she was Lindsey’s closest confidante. Crazy and crazy went hand in hand. But all jokes asides, I believed that Bass found happiness with her, knowing that they complimented each other. I suppose each man had it’s own weaknesses. Mine was Lindsey. It was rather funny how we all met while filming my last movie. And never did I consider that I’d forever make friends with the people I had met then. But we all shared something…something got us together, making us bond—a bond would turn into solid friendships. And hopefully one day, once Lindsey and I would be ready to have our own mini versions of ourselves, I could easily see play dates in the horizon.