Chapter 42

Sandra
It had completely slipped my mind that Euniel hadn't told me about his mother, or the fact that she had abandoned him during his childhood, as well as his father. His question and the suspicious look he puts on me disconcert me on the spot. However, I need to find something sensible and reasonable enough to say to him, or he might have doubts about me.
"Uh... You had spoken to me about her one of those evenings. You must have forgotten that you had told me that your mother had abandoned you." I lie to save my skin. However, Euniel doesn't seem to buy my lie. Indeed, he persists in telling me that he told me nothing about that.
"I'm not fooled, nor someone to quickly forget. I never told you about this part of my life."
I'm really hot. His gaze becomes more and more suspicious.
"What does it matter whether you told me about it or not my love? Why do you insist so much? What do you think I can do with such information? If it is not you who told me about this story, that must surely be Nicolas. So stop making a big fuss about it!"
I say anything to confuse him, lest he get ideas into his head. I know Euniel, he's not one to leave things to chance. Nevertheless, he answers me in a not very convinced tone.
"Okay, if you say so!"
I couldn't wait any longer at Euniel's. He was already starting to become more discreet about his words to me. Besides, I couldn't ask him any more questions, for fear of accentuating his suspicions about me. I know that this incident which has just taken place has given him a flea in his ear, and he will start to become less talkative with me concerning the progress of his research on his mother. The most urgent thing to do now is to make him trust me again. As soon as I got home, I immediately made the call to Pauline's number.
"Hello !" She said after picking up on the first ring.
"Hello Pauline, how are you?"
"How many times am I going to remind you that these civilities, you just have to keep them for and your bastard who serves as your piner?" She replies in an unpleasant tone. This is how Pauline is. If, at the start of our exchanges, I was embarrassed by so many derogatory remarks, I ended up adapting to his way of speaking and today, I do not complain about it in the least in the world. On the contrary, I am rather amused by it. So I tell him
"Thank you for hearing from me anyway!"
"What if you got to the point quickly? You know that I don't have only that to do, to listen to your nonsense. Besides, you had better give me a good reason to justify your inconvenience at this time of day. evening." She continues to vociferate.
"Don't worry, it was worth bothering you." I insist, keeping my calm.
"So I'm listening to you."
"You'll never guess what I just learned! Euniel is the son of Mr. Hawam, Muse's adoptive father!" I say with a lively voice.
"What? You're playing a bad joke on me, I hope?!" Pauline exclaims, not coming back from what I tell her.
"I swear it's the truth. I didn't believe it either, until Euniel confirmed it to me in person. He went this morning to see the man he always believed to be his father, and the latter denied knowing anything. But being a psychologist, Euniel knew that Charles was lying to him." I tell Pauline.
"But what is his basis for making such allegations? Who told him that he was his father? Maybe it's just assumptions and in reality he is not sure of that." Pauline observes with an incredulous tone.
"No, there is no longer any doubt about it. Mr. Hawam is his father. They did a DNA test and the results confirmed that they are indeed father and son." I attest in a convincing voice to Pauline who still does not believe her ears. She is in shock to hear such news, because indeed, it is bad for her business that her enemies become welded.
"Shit, piss off! What a shame" Pauline swears and I imagine her rage on the other end of the line. I wouldn't want to be with her right now, lest I suffer her wrath unfairly. After managing to find some peace, she continues to ask me questions.
"And what else did he tell you? Has he heard from his mother? Does he know that she is being held in the house? concerned, does he have any doubts about our activities?"
"I have no answers for those questions. I couldn't ask him." I reply calmly.
"But are you so stupid not to ask him such crucial questions for our safety? What use is it to be with him? So you are incapable?" Pauline loses her temper, becoming insulting at the same time.
"I would have liked to ask him all these questions, but he became suspicious of me before I had the time to do so. I could not continue to question him, he would have found it strange and it would have compromised my blanket."
"And why did he become suspicious of you? What did you say or do to make him suspicious of you?" She questions me in a reproachful tone.
"Well, I asked him about his mother and his supposed abandonment of his family when he was a child, when he had never spoken to me about her. It completely took me out of my mind. head. He began to question me on how I managed to discover such a thing. I really got very excited. I ended up inventing a story for him that it was his friend who had talked about that, and that's other things. Instantly, his eyes filled with suspicion and I didn't think it was prudent to continue asking him questions." I tell Pauline who does not take long to make insulting remarks to me.
"I knew you were a stupid, brainless girl. If you used your brain just a little bit, we wouldn't be talking about all this. Isn't such bad news enough to make you add more? "Next time, you'll have to twiddle your tongue seven times before spouting nonsense when you're with him. I'll give you a week to earn back his trust and tell me the information he has about his mother." She orders me harshly.
"And how do I get this information?"
"I don't know, since you're an expert in stupidity, try to excel in the opposite as well. You better do what I ask of you." Pauline summons me by hanging up the call without giving me time to retort anything.
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My date with Audrey is scheduled for tonight. I was looking forward to it. I can't wait to properly jump this female dog in heat. I know that's just what she's been expecting from me since, because just by looking at her eyes, I can read that information. I am a real predator. I collect women of all ages. All pass under me in my bed. Besides, almost all the women in the company are vaccinated by me. I knew them all as soon as I arrived in this company. I just had to feed them stories to die for, so that they would all fall to my feet. Women are all the same. It is enough to lie to them that they throw themselves like flies in your arms. However, tell her the truth and she will run away from you. I understood it a long time ago and I still intend to use it in my conquest of women. Audrey wants to go under my machine? Well, it will be served more than enough, moreover.
When date time approaches, I will prepare myself to be as charming as possible. I have to put the small dishes in the big ones so that she succumbs at first sight. I dress accordingly in a sexy way. I wear a t-shirt that sticks to my skin, in such a way as to leave my pectorals visibly drawn. I'm wearing faded blue jeans downstairs. I wear brown moccasins on my feet, matching my t-shirt. I put on my bewitchingly scented deodorant. A look at the mirror sends me a reflection that satisfies me wonderfully. I like what I see. Before being appreciated by others, I make sure that I like my look above all else. I am, as some would say, a narcissist. I love myself very much and I don't see anything wrong with that. Who else but me is supposed to love me more than myself? I don't beg men's affection at all, because I give myself enough of it already. It is this assurance that is one of my most attractive assets. Whether on a professional level or towards women. It is therefore with overflowing assurance that I leave my apartment to go to the restaurant where our date is going to take place. Once I park my car in the parking lot, I enter the restaurant where the waitress leads me to the table I have reserved. She asks me if I want to place an order. I order an appetizer while waiting for Audrey to come and she smiles at me before turning to give my order. The view that this show offers me is just magnificent. Indeed, this waitress has such a plump and luscious behind that would turn on any well-built man. Unfortunately for me, I'm in company tonight. If not, I wouldn't have hesitated to do it to myself that very evening. Either way, it's only a postponement. I'll find a way later to come back unaccompanied and do it to myself. I thought to myself.
A few minutes later, Audrey finally arrives. I must admit that she is a wild beauty. Her generous curves falling on luscious buttocks give only one desire, to discover her and bite into her in my bed. She wears a red dress, which highlights her banana brown complexion. The top of her dress is a low neckline, which highlights her overflowing breasts. She put on a bright red lipstick, bringing out her wild beauty. At his approach, everyone turns around. The men are in awe, while you can read jealousy on the women's faces. I must feel honored to have him in my company tonight. Arriving at my level, she displays a shy smile. I think she is a girl insecure about her beauty. She does not know that she is very beautiful, which makes her less sure of herself. It is precisely this lack of assurance that will push me to exploit it well.
Audrey takes a seat in front of me, with the same smile on her face.
"Good evening!" She gives me a furtive look.
"Good evening my beautiful, your beauty is breathtaking!" I respond with a charming smile.
"Thanks for the compliment, you don't look bad either." She replies, watching me with one eye.
Afterwards, the waiter walks over to us and we place our orders. While waiting to be served, we chat about everything and nothing. She taught me that she grew up in a city 500 kilometers from here and that it is the first time to set foot in this city.
"Are you kidding?! You left your hometown to go on an adventure like that, without knowing where you were going?" I ask him the question in bewilderment.
"Well, it's not exactly that. I did leave the town where I grew up, however, I came here at the insistence of my little sister. I admit that she managed to convince me to come here, despite my reluctance to do so."
"Really? So you're here with your family? I didn't know that. Did you all come with your family, or did you and your sister only come?" I ask him the question with a look of interest.
"Yes, I am with my family. My mother and my little sister live together. At first, it was just my little one who lived in this city. Later, she went to bring us back here. We live with Mr. Hawam." She tells me. I do not understand very well. I was not aware that Mr. Hawam had new guests. And what's more, the whole family? It's all curious though. Looking more and more interested, I ask him the question
"How do you live with Mr. Hawam? Are you from the same family? He never told me he had a family on this side of the country."
Audrey wanted to answer me, but she stops when the waiter puts down our dishes.
"Thank you!" We tell him in chorus.
After the server leaves, she speaks again
"In fact, my little sister is adopted by Mr. Hawam as his daughter. When she came home to visit us after almost ten years of absence and we all thought she was dead, she offered to come with her in this city." She tells me, while I listen to her very amazed. I am really surprised to learn this. All of a sudden, I get nervous. Audrey speaks again, while I try to hide my embarrassment by taking a sip of wine.
"I admit that I was against the idea of following her in this city at the start. Indeed, I was apprehensive about how things were going to happen. I didn't know anyone and I was afraid to start everything from scratch. But Now I have no regrets at all. Especially after meeting you."
In front of Audrey's happy face, I smile nervously at her.
"Thank you, I'm glad to have met you too!"
"Thank you!" She responds with her shy smile.
"Tell me, your sister, what's her name?" I question him to make sure that I am not trying to get the wrong person.
"Her name is Muse. Do you know her? If you are frequent at Mr. Hawam's, you must have met her there before."
I suspected that it was indeed this plague. Shit! I have to find a strategy so that she doesn't know that I'm the one seeing her sister. Otherwise, our plan would go into a spin.
"No, we've never met. However, Mr. Hawam has already told me about her." I answer him with my gaze lost in the air.
"I even wanted to take advantage of this dinner tonight to invite you to the party organized by Monsieur Hawam next week." She keeps saying.
"Ah yes? But I don't think it's a good idea for me to go there."
"But why so?" She asks me with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
"Well, because I'm afraid that people won't understand our love and will misinterpret that we're together. Can you imagine people saying you're dating a middle-aged man? They don't won't understand our love and they'll start judging us." I declare while pretending to be serious.
"No, no one will take a dim view of our relationship. Besides, I don't have to answer to anyone. I do what I want."
"Yes, maybe you don't say anything, but as for me, it's very important for me to have the approval of your family and others so that I'm happy. You can imagine, my first relationship just after coming out of a trauma, and then I already find opposition? I will feel really bad, because I am still fragile." I tell him by playing on his psychology. She answers me in a small voice full of sadness
"Okay !"
"Hey! Don't be sad okay? I told you I'm not with you to play. I'm very serious about our relationship and the future. I'm no longer a child to joke with you. You interest me a lot and I want to build something solid with you. However, I don't want to receive a bad first contact with your family, which I already consider my beautiful family. I think that when the time comes, we will have to prepare them for the prerequisite for them to accept me." I continue to say, playing on the psychology of Audrey who seems to swallow my words like words of gospel. She finally resolves to answer me confidently.
"Okay honey, I totally understand you. Know that I'll be as patient as it takes to make you feel confident?"
"Thank you my angel for your understanding!"
"Please !" She answers smiling.
"I have one more favor to ask of you my angel." I resume.
"Ah yes? I'm listening to you my love."
"I don't want you to talk to your family about me, not even your sister. I want us to be discreet, long enough to build a fairly solid relationship, out of sight and out of people's mouths. You know how people are mean and can be jealous. When they learn about us and they see that we are happy, they will do everything to prevent us from loving each other. That's why the best thing would be if we were as discreet as possible."
I talk to him, caressing his left hand which is resting on the table, without failing to give him my charming gaze. It works every time. She responds so quickly
"I'll do whatever you want honey!"
"Very well my dear! I'm going to travel this weekend, but I forbid you to accept that another man than me flirts with you, or that he makes eyes at you. I tell me whoever he is, and I'm going to redo his portrait."
Audrey smiled at the last sentence. I must admit that she is a very beautiful woman. I begin to see the difference between her and her sister. They are definitely very beautiful. I have only met two of them, however they make my head spin. What about their other sisters? At this pace, I will end up jumping all of them one by one.