Chapter 8

Finally, Crystal had accepted to answer all her questions in order to clarify all her doubts.
She wanted to make things clear to her as she decided to tell her part of the story.
Crystal, after selecting all the words that she had to say now decided to tell her what was disturbing her the most. As at this point, she has to be very mindful of what she had to tell her friend Georgia.
This was because Crystal was kind of scared that, in the course of their conversation, she might end up saying something that she did not want to say. This was one of the reasons why she was keeping calm as she did not want to talk to Georgia and anything that was happening to her at that moment.
To Crystal, there were some secrets that she was not supposed to share with Georgia. Especially those secrets which were so intimate that only a single person had to know about them.
So there was the need for her to keep calm. However, no matter how Crystal could keep calm for that moment or even tried changing topics so that they both should not talk about what was happening.
They both must surely land on the same topic some other time as Georgia will still want to know about everything that happened to her regardless of the day and time that Crystal will finally accept and decide to tell her everything that she has been hiding from her all these while that she has been trying to convince her to tell her even a little bit of what she was agonizing from.
Whistling out of his bathroom with a white towel on his left shoulder, Blaze smoothly walked into his room in a happy mood smiling from side to side.
He was going to be in good company though he had no clue of the Miranda girl he was certain that it was one of the ladies that he had done something with.
He is a rich, handsome, and well-known man so no woman could resist him. He always had his way with women and the most amazing part of all these was that, he wasn't the one to go to them, they always came to him.
But to think that he had never been into any serious relationship made him laugh so much that he thought he had become insane.
His life has been from skirt to skirt as he was a renowned flirt. No lady had ever had that impact on him and he was yet to fine.
His eyebrows lifted as he thought about Crystal for w moment and the liquid he had found on his bed that morning.
"It might be a mistake because a girl like her, can't be pure". He asserted walking towards the table at the side of his room that served as a place to arrange his lotions.
His mind could not find some quiet moments as he kept on reflecting on what had happened.
He could not decipher whether he was thinking of those moments because of guilt or because he felt sorry for what ultimately had come to pass about the situation.
With a sigh of relief, he applied lotion to his good build body and walked across the room to the other side to select a casual outfit for the night.
He looked through his options and he saw the attire he was looking for which was just as simple as he had imagined it in his head.
A pair of short trousers and a t-shirt were fine for the night. He had no reason to dress up so formally as he remained in his house.
Blaze Jadiel Lewis, was a man of fantasy as his fantasies had an unlimited end.
Waiting for his guest, he went into his balcony to sit down and wait for her to arrive.
He walked out of his room and into the balcony with a bottle of whiskey he had in his hands.
Jack Daniels is one of his favorite whiskey and he always had a reasonable surplus of it around just in case he wanted to feel good.
Reaching the balcony, he stalked towards one of the two chairs on the deck and he sat down on the one that was more accessible to the viewing of his whole lot.
The evening breeze blew and the coldness of the night slowly settled in as minutes turned to hours.
Blaze waited for his night ride to arrive and he could see a car approaching his gate from the balcony where he was seated from.
It must be the person he was waiting for as he had no other appointment except hers.
As he was about to take another sip from his glass of whiskey, he heard a knock on his door.
He stood still as though he had not heard the knock on his door. He was aware that it was one of his staff that was at the door coming to signaled the arrival of his awaited guest.
His breath was slow and his legs felt weak to get up from his spot.
The knock went on again for the second so, with a strange look on his door, he said,
" The door is open so you may come in".
The maid pushed the door open and walked into Blazes' room with a smile on her face.
"The lady you are expecting is downstairs, sir. Should she be granted permission to come into your room or will she have to wait downstairs for you to join her?", she asked with her head down as though her master was a monster.
It was a tradition in Blaze's house for his staff to ask this question in other hot to get into problems with him, irrespective of the person who was waiting for him.
Blaze tapping his right foot and looking at the maid, he said that his guest is led upstairs to his room and that he needed no disturbance afterward.
The maid bowed her head and said,
" Okay, sir it is well understood", as she turned to take her to leave.
Blaze was not the type to laugh much with his staff as he always liked to have that sentiment overpower and significance over the people serving for him.
He was waiting for Miranda still seating in the same position and he could hear footsteps ambling through the hallway that led to his room and he supposed that it was his guest that was moving toward his room.
His ears became keen to hear his door unlock and to get the voice of the person who will appear in his room in some minutes.
His gaze was suddenly fixed on his glass like someone who was thinking of what ingredients the drink he was savoring was made out from.
The door got opened and he heard a voice from behind that had entered his cabin whispering,
"I see you have been waiting for me on your balcony", she said while walking towards him in his position.
" What do you think?", he asked turning to face the person who had just entered his room.
Miranda chuckled while shaking her head as Blaze had hot changed one but from the proud and arrogant man that he had always been.
He was never polite or even friendly and he was always on the defensive.
"I got something for you", she said handing over the parcel that was well sealed and in a package backpack.
He took the satchel from her wondering what could be inside.
Miranda that had seen the look on his face smiled at him and said softly,
" It is not a bomb you know, so be need wearing such a skeptical face".
"It all depends on what you mean by the word bomb", he answered walking closer to her in a seductive manner.
Miranda laugh out some more and turned away from him to sit on the sofa that was in his room.
Blaze had recognized her from the moment he saw her when he turned to face the person who had entered his room.
Yes, she was one of the ladies he had been his companions during his crazy moments of life but he could never imagine that she still had his contact.
"So tell me, what brings you here again", he asked With a look that said he wasn't happy to see her.
Miranda wasn't too comfortable with that question as her content had changed and the liveliness and joy of seeing Blaze had wiped off from her face just by heading what he had just said.
" Are you not happy to have me here Blaze?", she asked with a thing pain in her voice as a woman that was been refused by her lover in public.
Blaze realizing that he had hurt her with his words, walked closer to her and said,
"No it's not like that, and besides it's been a while that we haven't seen each other", he explained.
Their last conversation wasn't actually the best as Miranda was just an ordinary girl that Blaze was flirting with till she started demanding more.
He wasn't into women but Miranda had marked him with her moves and undeniable experience on the things that could make a man die of passion for her.
She was a renowned stripper and she knew her job well without any exaggeration to it.
Her eyes on you could make you forget your name and her hands on your body touched places that you could never dream of existed on your trunk.
Her moves could make you will all of your money to her without any hesitation.
Her waist was like an electric wire that shocked every man leaving him to demand for more.
Blaze had met her during one of his outings with his friends at a very popular club known by the name The Eagles Eye.
It was an interpreting place to be as the exterior seemed normal but the interior was somewhere completely different as not everyone was allowed to get in.
He had seen a series of girls performing on stage and they were all good but none could be compared to her when she mounted the spotlight.
Her attire alone was different from her colleagues and her eyes could make a man shrink from uncontrollable desire.
Everyone at the club shouted out in so much joy when it was her that was on stage and the men wanted to get a touch from her.
Blaze asked one of his friends who the lady as and he was given a track record about her making her go for Miranda.
Blaze was a man who likes challenges and where people couldn't succeed.
He was told about her arrogance and her rude manner of turning men down just because she knew that she was beautiful and sexy but that was where Blaze wanted to go and nothing could stop him.
He had to ask for the manager of the club and related that he wanted to be a shareholder to the business.
Knowing who Blaze Jadiel is, the manager could not believe his ears when he heard of such an interesting offer so he orchestrated an appointment to meet Blaze.
It was what Blaze wanted so he became a shareholder but in return started what he wanted aside from being a business partner.
Miranda's manager, had to abide by what Blaze wanted as the money he was to receive was far more important than her opinion on that matter.
When the lady was told about the contract that she had to meet a new client, she declined it feeling herself as always but when her manager told her to either accept to be with Mr. Blaze Jadiel Lewis or lose her job, she was bruised by what she had heard.
Her eyes went open like a frog that was being held by the neck as she thought that she was irreplaceable at the club.
She later reflected on the name that was being called and that alone made her change her mind.
" Blaze Jadiel the multi-billionaire?", she asked with an anxiety that was strong than her words could explain.
Her manager nodded in affirmation to what she had asked and she accepted the bidding.
She commenced meeting Blaze whenever he called her and sometimes, she skipped her work at the club when Blaze wanted to meet with her and didn't want her to go to work.
The unknown happened as she started diverting from the initial agreement which was to be Blaze's satisfaction giver whenever his manager had to receive a call from Blaze asking her to come to his house to wanting to be more to him.
Every moment was fun for them as she did her job well and was highly paid for her services and her life became more comfortable with the money she had from the extra money she had from her manager after meeting with Blaze.
Miranda had started developing feelings probably because she wanted to have more or maybe because she had fallen in love for real.
Blaze couldn't understand what had made her fall in love with him but he was not interested in having a serious relationship talk more of dating a stripper.
Blaze had always loved intellectual ladies though he was not lucky to meet those standards in all the women he had gotten to have some sort of likeness towards.
His life was more balanced with the no strings attached thing that he was having with ladies as they are headaches sometimes that can not be easily cured.
"Are you going to open your parcel now, or will you want to do it when I am gone tomorrow morning?", She asked in a teasing look and a seductive way.
It was obvious that she had not forgotten about Blaze but he had long forgotten about her as he only liked her for her features and the satisfaction that she was giving him.
Blaze was a straightforward man who referred to things the way they are meaning, "spade a spade".
He could not decide what she had in her mind by coming to see him, but he had a plate of grub offering herself to him at her own free will without him asking for it.
" Do you want to spend the night at my place?", he asked walking towards her in a heated manner. His shorts could already be seen taking another shape in front and his smile had turned into a devilish one as he licked his lips.
Miranda had been waiting for a moment like this to rekindle whatever thing she had with Blaze so that it could be to her advantage.
After Blaze terminated his contract with her, she had tried mending her ways and emotions to get back the contract with him all to no avail.
He had discontinued his contract as she had become too close to him in a non-profit manner.
She turned into a girlfriend when he just wanted a flirting partner and before she could realize herself, it was already too late.
She stood up from the sofa and approached him. With a kiss placed on Blaze's lips, she kissed him maliciously passing her hands through his hair and he pulled her closer to himself.
The echoed from her sounds was a turn off to him and she had full remembrance of the places that he liked to be touched.
Her breath on his skin was something he couldn't explain and her lips were just like the same.
Pulling off his t-shirt slowly from his fine builder body, she searched for his ears with her mouth, and with a sweet voice she asked,
"Do you want to feel me in your arms like you did in the old days?".
Those words left Blaze fantasizing about what she had in store for him. He couldn't resist the fascinating way she kissed his whole body.
With her fingertips, she pushed him on the bed and he fell like a tree that was been uprooted.
She twirled from left to right leaving her hips to follow the balancing of her body. Her body was just as perfect as before and it was irresistible to Blaze who was lying down helplessly on his bed.
" What do you wish for tonight, just say it and all will be answered", she said as she started taking off her dresses one after the other.
"I heard you the first time Miranda, and I assume you are teasing me with all these talks and moves", he replied getting up to his feet to hold her.
Miranda shifted to the other side of the room stopping him with her hand as she instructed him to get back to the bed and lay down.
" Not so fast Mr. Blaze, don't be in a hurry as patience always yields a good outcome", she spoke slowly twinning her waist.
Blaze who had been watching her obeyed and went back to his bed trying to get control over his countenance so as not to explode from too much anxiety.
Miranda kept on teasing him taking off her clothes in a tempting manner.
She could see that Blaze wasn't finding the wait funny anymore and that she had to do something faster before he gets completely out of control so she spoke with persistence,
"Why are you so much in a scramble to get this over and done with this soon, you use to love it when I tease you a tiny bit before the actual action do you remember?", she asked dancing to the tune of the symphony in her head.
" Things are a little bit different now, and I am no longer the Blaze you use to know", he said watching her doing the striptease and enjoying every bit of it as though it were his last.