After some time of watching, I began feeling sleepy. I checked the time and realized it was almost eight in the evening. I then turned towards Frank and saw him still sleeping. I didn't know exactly when he would be waking up, let alone when he would go home. If he continued sleeping then there is a high possibility he might end up spending his night here. But would that be absurd? He had never done that by the way and now, if he slept that means he would go home as early as possible to change so he could head to work asx he didn't bring extra clothes with him.
As for what to eat for breakfast, well I could try my best to make him something delicious... something of his choice before going. But currently, I wasn't sure whether he would spend his night or not. Something told me to wake him up and ask him but would that sound odd? Of course it would, if I did that he would opt to go home right that moment regardless of whether he's weak or not. Snd driving in such a situation can expose him into trouble. To drive, one needs to be fully conscious.
Although he could opt to summon his driver to come but... maybe I should just allow him to spend the night here on the couch. I thought to myself why still looking at him. He looked like a baby enjoying sleep in its crib. But was Frank really comfortable on the couch? I didn't really think so even though it wasn't as if he was complaining. But to be honest, even I didn't used to feel comfortable when laying on the couch. I prefer bed to couch. And talking about bed, the kind of beds in the Walter's Mansion were usually big sized. Practically two king-sized beds.
And their couches and armchairs, they were wide and very comfortable. Unlike ours. And got me wondering if really Frank was comfortable laying there. If he wasn't, then find I could take him to my room to stay there. Then I would use Aunt Vicky's room. I wouldn't dare use Jessica's, that maniac! If she learned that I used her room she would definitely be pissed off. That's if she didn't lock the room as her room used to be locked from time to time whenever she's going out these days with a key only she had, or so I thought.
Perhaps Aunt Vicky has a spare of the key with her, who knows? But wasn't that a stupid thing to do? I mean, who cares about other people's room? And by the way, what does Jessica has in her room that she was hiding from other people? I mean, from me and probably her mom, after all we were the only ones living in the house with her. Unless she didn't trust us or she's hiding something, then she ought not to be locking her room when leaving the house because nobody would even care to enter the room. I thought to myself as I stood and walked over to the television. Thus, I turned it off.
Just as I turned it off, Frank heaved a sigh and turned. I thought he was finally awake but when I looked at him and paid closer attention I realized he was still sleeping. That made me to wonder the kind of stress he went through, he was really tired. And I think he needed the rest. For someone to sleep that way, I could only imagine how stressful his work was. Although many would think as the chief executive officer's child or the founder's child, he must be a spoilt child or must be doing less work in his office and enjoying high pay. However, reverse was the case.
And whatever he was receiving as allowance or salary, if anybody thinks is so high, to me he really deserves it. Even if that money was two hundred million dollars, so far the company is growing and progressing. The last time I came across some of the financial documents related to profits and losses, I had stumbled across a six months total profit record. In the said months, each month generated about two to five billion dollars. That was really big, but behind that success was a hardwork many didn't know. Frank could relate.
Any by the way, he had promised to make me the chief executive officer some day. But I was against it, although I wasn't against it because of the heavy tasks accompanied by it but because I thought I didn't deserve it. The position was more suitable for him than to me. However now, I had gotten another reason to not accept the position. As his future wife, hopefully, I wouldn't be able to combine taking care of our home and making he's fine with business and management stuff. StableGrid was a very big company. It was undeniably big and maintaining wouldn't be easy, he knew that too. And while maintaining it, I might end up conceiving and that would make the work even more strenuous for me. I thought to myself as I gently began heading towards the stairway.
Hence, I went to my room and changed into my nightgown. It had been two days since I last heard from Mam Camila, but hopefully tomorrow I would pay her a visit. I knew she had been visiting Aunt Vicky at the hospital, she had promised to check on her again on the day of the reunion and I believed she had been seeing her ever since. She wouldn't just abandon her step daughter, or would she? After all she had done that before, although it wasn't her fault then. She had no choice that was why, but now she had a choice. Frank would never stop her from paying her a visit. I know he wouldn't. But wait a minute, did he even know about it the whole thing? I doubted if he knew though, the fact that he didn't talk to me about it. But hopefully tomorrow, I would try asking him to see if he knew. I laid on my bed and then heaved a sigh. Thus, I shut my eyes and before I knew it I was already sleeping.
When I woke up in the morning, I checked the time and thankfully I didn't overslept. I withdrew from the bed, and the first thing I did was to go downstairs and check on Frank. Surprisingly, he was up and was sitting on the couch going through his phone. He was so busy that he didn't notice my presence. It wasn't even as if my steps didn't make a sound. Of course they made sounds even though I was kind of gentle as I walked down the stairs. By the way, what exactly was he doing with his phone that made him to be that obsessed? Was he chatting with Betty? Or perhaps she sent him an SMS or message on social media and he was going through all that she said? Well, whatever the case may be the best thing is to walk closer and greet him good morning.
When I greeted him good morning, he turned and smiled at me. "Laura, morning..." he responded and asked about my night, to which I told him it was fine. I also asked about his and he also told me it was fine, hence I asked when exactly did he wake up and if he had been waiting for me to come downstairs or not. He smiled and told me he woke up around five thirty, and now the time reads eight minutes after six, which means he had been up for about thirty eight minutes now. What then was he doing? I wondered. And being the curious person I was I plainly asked what he was doing and why he didn't acknowledge my presence in time. He cleared his throat and told me he was busy reading Betty's text message, and I was like wow... my hunch was right. And when I asked him to gist me about what she said, he heaved a sigh and said, "Okay," he then began reading their conversation to me while I laughed at some of the words and shook my head negatively to protest against some words and nodded my head positively to agree upon some words.
When he was done, I asked if he was going to take his bath here and surprisingly he agreed. He told me he never intended to sleep over but he was so exhausted that he couldn't wait in time let alone think about going home. And when he asked why I didn't wake him up, I told him I didn't want to annoy him or sound like I was chasing him. With that, he burst into laughter and said he would never do that. I then gave him another reason which was among the real reasons why I didn't wake him up, I didn't want him to drive home while still weak or feeling sleepy. Somehow he was kind of convince with this one, however he said it would have been fine. Just then I led him to my room and told him to use my bathroom. I was supposed to use it as soon as I wake up but my curiosity about wanting to know whether he was awake or not made me to miss out that chance, and now he would takr his bath before me. Although, that wasn't a sin. There was nothing wrong with him using my bathroom in the morning before me, no problem at all.
He scoffed as soon as I led him into the bathroom... and I didn't know why, probably because the bathroom looked small and joined with the toilet. Well we were two different people from two different words coming together to become one family. He was from the rich world and I was from the poor world. Two differences, huh? He got in and just as I began explaining how to use some of the things which were obviously different and inferior from the ones found in their mansion, ue smiled and told me not to bother. That I should go and prepare breakfast first. Hence, I smiled back at him and left him there. Thence I brought out some creams for him to use after bath, as well as sprays. I knew he might find them lesser or cheap, but I really didn't care. If he used them, fine. If he didn't, I wouldn't mind either. It wouldn't hurt me, just like I made it clear earlier we were two different people. I thought to myself.
After that, I went downstairs and began preparing breakfast. I boiled some eggs. Pilled the shells, and fried the cooked eggs with some vegetables and spicy chicken sauce. Then I cooked macaroni and microwaved some fish. Breakfasts are supposed to be light but I wouldn't be able to cook lunch hence, I was going to cook something heavy that would last and cook be warmed later for lunch. I also made coffee for Frank and I, I would prepre Aunt Vicky's later when we are done. Together with that of Jessica. I wasn't selfish as her, if she was the one she wouldn't even mind making something for me. These days a lot was changing, and she was the one causing problems. Anyways, what can we expect from a naive girl like her? Crazy things!
As soon as I was done serving, I went upstairs to check on Frank. Why was he taking long? He was supposed to finish since but he hadn't come down yet. Surprisingly, when I arrived at my room I saw him going through my laptop with only a towel wrapped around his abdomen, down to his knees. However, something rose up and that thing made me to quickly turned covering my eyes. Was that an erection? I wondered hoping it wasn't what I was thinking. Suddenly, I heard him laughing and asking what the problem was. However, I didn't say anything to him. And that made him to heave a sigh and said it was normal for men to experience such when the come into contact with s*xual content. I didn't know what content he was talking about until he cleared his throat and explained further. He said he saw my laptop up and was curious, hence he checked it and surprisingly he found out it was still on my movie folder.
He wondered what movie I was watching recently and bumped across an eighteen plus movie that had a great storyline. I never intend to keep that kind of movie in my laptop but due to its overwhelming storyline, I decided to keep it. It was about a social media influencer who loved showcasing her beauty to the world. One day she was invited into a mansion by her new sponsor. Sadly, it turned out the sponsor had an ulterior motive on her. He tried to take advantage of her but she was quick to escape him and run into the bush. The mansion was located at a hill, middle of the forest. She kept running on the road until the sponsor's men came chasing her, hence she entered the woods. Unfortunately, she ended up being tapped by a bear trap. Her leg began bleeding and shortly after, the sponsor's guys found her trying take her leg off the trap while losing blood and screaming in tears.
They took her back to the mansion against her will and the sponsor took advantage of her before handpicking some of his best men to do the same. Three men took advantage of her too, making her to faint e eventually due to pain. After fainting, they thought she was dead and without bothering check for more clues decided to throw her into a movie water nearby. The water washed her to a small village nearby and some folks found her. They thought it was a dead body but upon scrutinizing her body they found out she was still alive. Thus, they rushed her to a cabin and revived her. They treated her, asked what happened and eventually equiped her for revenge. Three hunters volunteered to help her seek revenge and as faith could have it, none of them died during the process. It was a terrible battle though but she was able to end her sponsor in the end, together with his men.
I didn't blame Frank for having erection while watching the movie, he must have fast-forwarded and ended up in the spot where the sponsor was taking advantage of the social media influencer. And he proved my hunch right after explaining to me. He also added that he skipped the place immediately and he was losing the erection when I arrived. He was agitated but I told him I totally understood and that he shouldn't worry. But I also told him to quickly wear something and come downstairs as breakfast was ready. Thus, he thanked me for understanding and then I went straight downstairs. While in the dining table waiting for him, I couldn't stop thinking about the sight of his man-hood.
I was really scared, and his body was well built. He had six packs and... I just couldn't stop thinking about it. I had came across several pictures of men with all that on the internet but not for once have I seen someone with all that in person. I never knew that was how it would feel seeing men with such body structure in person, and having such a big... I was already scared, at the same time losing my mind. My mind was telling me I was too small for him and that I would be killed by him if we got married. However, I couldn't stop envisioning myself touching his chest and rubbing practically everywhere in his body. I had never felt that kind of feeling before and despite how I tried I couldn't take the thoughts off my mind.
Minutes later, Frank came downstairs in his former clothes as he had no clothes to change into. I had a lot of clothes in my closet but those clothes were feminine and would in no way fit him. Not the suits and certainly not the t-shirts. They were all meant for the ladies, not for gentlemen. "How do I look now, different right?" he said, obviously joking as he walked over to the dining room. He seemed happy, even though he was obviously late. The time now was quarter to eight and work officially starts precisely eight o'clock dot. Although since he was the one in charge, that wouldn't be a problem. But the pile of work he would meet might be much, and might take time before he could finish. Hence, it would be better if he goes to work in time and start those work so as to finish in time.
"You look great" I muttered, lowering my gaze. He really looked different, totally different from the way he looked earlier. Now he was covered, and was looking decent. It wasn't as if I didn't like seeing him dressed again, it was just that I was still under the influence of the negative impulses in my braid and the urge to see him one more time in that situation.
"Really? If you say so. Thank you!" he uttered and then began eating. "Wow, yummy, this is delicious" he continued eating while I kept staring at him with a faint smile on my face. If only he knew how my mind was occupied with his thoughts at the moment, he would have left whatever he was doing to cuddle me while I enjoy his warmness. I would really be happy if that happens, but by the looks of it he was only concerned about his stomach at the moment. I really loved him, with whole my heart.
