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Chapter 6

Ethan's POV

I watched her as she walked out of the room. Phoebe was a rare type to see and she was eccentric, I liked her that way.

She looks more beautiful when she smiles. I haven't told her that yet but I will, I want to see her smile often and I'll make sure of that.

It still feels unreal, I've searched for her everywhere after that night we met. She was so tight when I slid my length inside of her. If not that I had controlled myself I would have just cum so quickly.

I liked the shape of her ass, her hips that were as obvious as anything, and her round soft breasts. I want to wake up to someone like her every morning, and I also want to make sure no one has her except me.

She looks a bit naive and sweet, but there's a way I feel whenever I'm around her, I feel happy and loved. We barely know each other but there's a lot about her that makes me want to have her to myself.

The first day we met someone poured a drink on me while we were dancing at the club. That was the first time I decided to join normal middle-class people to party and someone poured a drink on me.

She saw the lady pure the drink on me and she didn't even act as if she cared, I don't like to prove my power and influence to people who are beneath me in level I tried cleaning the drink myself, I asked my bodyguards to stay back that night or else they would have dealt with her mercilessly.

While I was cleaning myself Phoebe just came from where she was dancing and helped me clean the drink off my clothes, I never knew she was Phoebe then we didn't get to exchange names that day.

Her kind heart was the first thing that attracted me to her before anything else, but later I realized she didn't just have a beautiful heart, she also had a beautiful body and face.

Luckily for me, I found her again, the fate I guess, just then I realized I had fucked up for the second time.

Then I remembered she wasn't with a phone, oh my God.

I should have taken her number, I became afraid that she might not call me, she had done it before and she was capable of doing it again.

Something in me made me feel she didn't like me the way I liked her and I didn't want to lose her. I was ready to keep her at any cost.

"Oh my God I pray I don't lose her," I say, fear washing over me, something inside me making me feel she won't call me.

As I was wandering around the room thinking about my beauty, my phone rang. I rushed to get it. "She called fast," I muttered but as I picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID it was far from who I was expecting to call at the time.

"Madam escort" was the one calling for a moment. I didn't want to pick it but let me be straight with her and let her know I'm not interested in our business and I'm cutting ties with her. I've seen the woman I love, my heart beats for her.

I pick up the call and place it on my ears, "Good morning, Mr Ethan" I hear her voice from the other side.

"Good morning, Madam Helen" I reply dryly.

"I'm at the reception, the receptionist wants to confirm that I'm coming to see you." She says confidently.

"I didn't ask her to come here. I guess she hasn't gotten over last night," I smirk, saying to myself, well I won't be needing her services anymore she should understand it as quickly as possible.

"Tell her to let you in," I said over the phone, as I hung up.

I sat on my sofa thinking about what I was going to tell her was my reason to cut off our deal, I went deep into thinking.

Suddenly my phone beeped it was a message from Madam Helen, I opened it, "I'm at your front door"

I remembered that I didn't have a shirt on. I didn't want anything funny to happen like one time I got involved with her so I strolled to my wardrobe to get something to wear.

I went ahead to open the door, and as I unlocked it Madam Helen walked in, we were greeting each other while I was trying to close the door but then I noticed the door wouldn't budge.

I became concerned and opened the door just to find my Beauty standing before me, "Phoebe?" I didn't know when it came out of my mouth.

"What are you doing here? I thought you had already gone?" I couldn't help but ask because a few minutes ago she wanted to leave by all means and now she's here.

Coupled with the fact that there was another lady in the room I wouldn't know how to start explaining myself.

"I forgot my stuff, I came to get it," she said, fidgeting. I could see that she was a bit troubled. I was tempted to ask her if she was okay but before I opened my mouth to speak she barged into the room.

I got scared that there would be a little misunderstanding between the two ladies but Phoebe didn't even spare a glance at Madam Helen.

Was she angered already?

She walked majestically to the toilet, Helen averted her gaze to me immediately Phoebe was out of sight.

"Who is she?" Helen asked, she was already fuming but she couldn't do anything to my girl.

I didn't even know what to answer Helen yet because I was confused, as she was.

Phoebe was in the toilet for about five minutes and I became worried, impatience growing by every second in the room.

Helen had already thrown one million glances at me, and I hadn't even figured out how to deal with the situation at hand.

Because the last thing I want is to lose Phoebe again, for any silly reason I was about getting things done with Helen, "Fuck" I cursed under my breath"

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