Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 97: The Girl Who Was Hunted - Chapter Thirteen

MICHAEL

Breakfast at home: over toast, juice and coffee, Charlotte’s phone beeps.

She barely looks at it, obviously knowing what the tone is.

“S’cuse me,” she mutters, vanishing into the bedroom, leaving her phone on the table.

James’ eyes meet mine, his expression quizzical. I lean over, looking at her phone screen.

“What is it?” he asks.

“Mmm… Calendar Reminder…. ‘Take your pill’.”

He nods, looking thoughtful. We sit in awkward silence for a few seconds.

“You think she wants children?” he asks.

“Not sure. Certainly, she’s not mentioned it, so I’m guessing she’s not interested right now. In a few years, who knows?”

After another pause…. “And, do you?”

“It’s a big house…”

James stares into space, looking pensive.

Time to take the bull by the horns.

“James…”

“Mmm?”

“For the avoidance of doubt…. If Charlotte should fall pregnant, I will adopt, in the womb, any child she bears…”

He glances up for a second, no more, then drops his eyelids in acknowledgement, looking happier.

*****

CHARLOTTE

Down in my small office in the Haswell Building, nothing else being asked of me just now, I am busy with a college assignment. There is a knock.

“Door’s open…”

A familiar face appears. “Hello, Charlotte. They told me you were down here. I was in the area, so I thought I’d call by.”

It is Daniel, originally introduced to me by my Master and Michael for one of our ‘parties’. However, he blotted his copy-book the last time we met, by making an unsubtle attempt to tempt me away from my two Lovers. He has not been invited to my company since.

And I am not comfortable with him turning up, unbidden, in my office; just the two of us.

“Hello, Daniel. What can I do for you?”

might like to go out for a drink this evening?

“No thanks. I’m busy.”

“Another evening then?”

hold up my left hand, displaying my ring finger with

I met you, you were

James and Michael. If you want to play, you

doubtless, Daniel knows it. I squeeze by him out of

*****

“You’ve missed a bit.”

My Master peers sideways in the mirror, and I stroke his face where a

“Ah, yes. Thank you.”

“You seem nervous?”

a meeting with the Thorntons. Thornton Junior is a bit of a firebrand, and I’m

on a shirt and puts on his tie. He’s all fingers and thumbs. After watching him, three times, trying to get the tie straight, I turn him at

are the Thorntons,

Senior runs the show from their end. Thornton

has the larger shareholding

but his ego was appeased by quite

famously fragile

should put it like that. Apparently, the idea to do

“Are you a shareholder?”

was part of the directorship deal. Haswell likes to have all his associates on board one way or

all

“Yup.”

wanted it that

minor shareholder, it’s worth a great deal of money…. After all, I have a wife de facto to

Master, with or without a wife; de

You have me, as well as Michael. And that’s before you’ve even started earning properly in your own right. You’re never going to be short of money again. You can choose

*****

Master vanishes into his office to fetch the files he needs for the meeting. I am about to leave for my own office when Richard flags

Fetch your notebook. I want you as Meeting Secretary

attendees, trying to identify the Thorntons. I assume that they are the two men, one elderly, one much younger,

away, then sees me. He looks again, very unsubtly checking me out. I look away, but he

good-looking, in an oily sort of way,

there. You’re new, aren’t

notebook, ready

lean backwards, “And what’s your name again?” he

because I hadn’t given it.

I meant your first

“Ms.” I snap.

holds out his hand, still with his fake smile.

it, shaking briefly.

“Nice ring,” he says.

“Isn’t it?”

he’ll

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