Chapter 3 Wildcat

❣️ BEN'S POV❣️

Working with Mitchell is fun. She's kind, beautiful and a sweetheart.

When I had nothing after graduating from college and searched everywhere for a job that I couldn't get till today, she helped me get a job at a company that pays really well.

Now, Benson Johnny can pay his house rent, ride a good car and look good. And it's all thanks to her, she did all that without asking for anything in return.

I started falling in love with her and I have done everything to get her attention, but she still looks at me the same way she would look at her brother.

I was so surprised when I found out she's in a relationship with Terry. Well, what did I expect, he's handsome and wealthy, that's what matters to women.

When I heard about the birthday party from my colleague, Tony, I didn't want to come because I loathe seeing her and Terry together.

I despised it when everyone else got involved to give them a chance to reflect so that Terry will propose to her and we will turn the birthday party into an engagement party.

Only God knows how happy I am that it didn't happen which means that I still have a chance with her, all I have to do is make her fall in love with me.

But how to do that? If she's unhappy to go into marriage with this guy she's so fond of, how much more me?

"See guys, it's party over for me... So let's call it a day. Good night" I said, getting tired of their hisses, sighs and murmurs.

"I think so too. They are obviously not ready for marriage and there's nothing we can do about it, so I am going home" Tony added.

"At least there's someone whose senses are still intact" I glared at them and walked away.

"What the heck is wrong with Ben? That's unlike him, isn't he supposed to be Mitch's friend looking out for her?" I heard Joyce say.

Tony fell into step beside me and we entered the same taxi. He stole glances at me as if I threw a bomb back there and about escaping before it blasts.

Well, maybe I did 'cause my actions were uncalled for.

"What's that look about, dude?" I fumed.

"Ah! Was I looking at you? Sorry, it's a slip of eye..." He cleared his throat and looked out the window. "Some people have problems in their life," he added thoughtfully.

"That's your cup of tea" I muttered.

When the taxi pulled up in front of my gate, I came down, paid the driver and wandered off hissing all the way.

There's no way I am going to sit down, fold my hands and watch that priceless jewel slip off of my hand, no way!

I went straight into my bar and fed myself with alcohol.

"What haven't I done for her to look at me half the same way she looks at Terry?" I soliloquized.

Whenever I spotted her coming to the company or I saw her just anywhere, I would carry her bag and follow her around, sometimes I just follow her to the supermarket and carry her shopping basket.

I was there before Terry, but she has never invited me to her house. She just helped me selflessly and I really appreciate her for bringing me out of poverty, but that's not enough.

I want her for myself, I need her in my life and I shall do anything within my power to make her feel the need for someone like me and not just some fine rich boy that I am certain will play her someday.

Does it even make sense? She doesn't look like she cares if Terry says it's over, the dude is drooling all over her and though I can see through her body language that she's feeling something real for the guy.

She's one stubborn lady that won't be flinched by heartbreak, she seems to be expecting it and always waiting with welcoming arms.

That also tells her tale of not giving just anyone her time or chance for strings attachment that's leading nowhere.

She maintains a straightened relationship with everyone. It still surprises me that she and Terry have been on this one for a year and so now, from what I heard, this is the longest relationship she has been into.

Well, maybe I will help them end it. "Sweet Mitchell, my goddess, my African Queen, if loving you is a crime, then I want to be wanted, caught and imprisoned for life" I sang as her smile played tricks on my mind.

Everything looked and smelt like her.

The alcohol is taking its tour on me... Very good.

❣️ UNKNOWN POV❣️

"Boss, these are the pictures you asked for,"

I took the envelope my spy held out to me and poured the contents on the table before me. I glanced at the pictures of my enemy cruising town with his girl.

"What a beautiful smile" I smirked and took a scissors to cut off the image of the guy from his beautiful woman.

"The headline shall be bloody if you give me a chance to handle this my own way, boss. I was able to get information that he's not their son by biological sciences" Uber said in his usual pidgin English.

I looked up at him and nodded, "Good one! That's the kind of information that I need to hear, work on getting evidence and people who are willing to work for me and spy him under his nose"

"Okay, sir. I will do just that"

"I give you twenty four hours to do that. Now leave!"

Ubermensch bowed slightly and left. I poured red wine on the pictures imagining the blood that will soon be wasted if they don't comply.

"Then who is he if he isn't their son?" I grinned wickedly. This is good, I will surely win this fight if I set my mind to it.

I took my phone and called Emily, she's one of my girls at the slut foundation that I raised a year ago and my favorite because she knows how to do it well and is always at my beck and call.

She's my sëx doll and has no choice than to do her job. I paid her a really huge sum of money and gave her better accommodation than the other ladies, so she does her job well.

She picked up at the first ring and I ordered her to come to my house immediately. She tapped at the door a minute later and I opened the door.

"Hello, horny boss?" She said walking around me and stripping herself at the same time.

She knows when I am in the mood and does exactly what is on my mind. I am pissed off at that moment and it's always my best time to fūck.

Emily flung her clothes and undies and it fell in different directions as she pulled down my trousers and caressed my dïck.

I shut my eyes and enjoyed the beautiful sensation when she knelt down and took my dîck into her mouth.

Her skills increased by day, however she trains, I think she's doing that to please me.

She sücked and I thrusted deeper into her mouth until I cum inside her mouth. She licked my sperm and smiled up at me.

"That's the beginning," she mumbled.

"Show me what you've got, naughty girl" I said and grabbed her by the hair, she stood up and trailed kisses all over my face as she unbuttoned my t-shirt.

When I was free from my clothes, she jumped into my arms, wrapped her legs around my waist and slowly took my dïck into her horny pot.

I grabbed her åss and threw my head back as I gave her what she deserves, I thrusted with all my might and our moans shook the whole building.

"Aaaaaaahhhh... Ooooooh... Uuuuuuh... Fück! Shit!! Come on!!!" Her scream echoed in my ears as I disentangled myself from her and poured my sperm away.

I moved backwards and fell on my bed with her still clinging to me. "Amazing!" I praised her when she looked at my face.

"Yeah... That was one hell of a ride, boss. My head is banging" She said huskily and pinched my nipple.

"Get lost!" I said moodily.

She stood up knowingly, her service wasn't required anymore and my mood just swung. She dressed up and left.

I stood up and went into the bathroom for a quick shower, then got into work on tracking down my enemy.

I let him be for almost one year now and I think it's high time I showed him the stuff I'm made of.

❣️ AUTHOR'S POV ❣️

Mitchell drove off ignoring Terry's plea to stop so he would hop in and they would talk.

Terry knows that the situation will be worse if he lets her go home alone and think all through the night, it's his bad luck that they have nosy friends and he has an over ambitious sister.

He boarded a cab and asked the driver to race after her. She didn't stop no matter how loud he called her so he stopped calling her and stayed calm until they pulled over in front of her gate.

He came down from the cab, paid the man and ran to her. He grabbed her when she came down from the car and tried to sidestep him.

"Honey, don't tell me that you let their words get at you. I didn't even see anything bad in what they did and said anyway" he said and got a glare.

"Oh, really? So this is what you stopped me to say right?" She glared at him.

"Okay, babe, I'm sorry. You can lash out on me all you want. Come on, let's forget about what happened, remember it's my birthday night and you want to spoil it after all the happiness" Terry pleaded.

"Are you saying that I am a joy killer? I..."

"You know that's not what I mean and this shouting isn't necessary, please honey, you made me horny back there and it's unfair to leave me like this"

"Wonderful, so that's the reason why you followed me pretending to care about me? I love this..." She mocked and walked away from him.

"Mitch, you are not being fair" he said smiling because he just won.

He ran into the house first when she opened her door and she ran after him and started dragging him out.

He hugged her tight and laughed at her attitude.

"Gotcha! We have unfinished business" he twirled her around, left palm plastered on the door, his right hand wandered around her waist as he tried to find her skirt's zipper.

"I'm not enchanted at all" she laughed and slid away from him.

"Babe, don't do this now, please stop... Okay, I'll do whatever you want and I promise to talk to Queen and Cindy because I know they are the brains behind that plan" He begged.

"Tame me if you can," She said and snapped the lights off.

The whole house turned dark and she tiptoed upstairs to her room.

"What sort of game are you playing, wildcat? Someone is messing around with a Sinclair... No cheating!" He mused following her scent.

She just doesn't know that it's so easy for him to get her even in the darkest place.