Chapter 26
After the map reading and planning, we were certain of the moving facts.
Later that day on the news, the headlines were.
SERIAL CRIMINALS ON A TREASURE HUNT FOR THE HOLY LANCE.
The newscaster on the screen said
"CCTV footage at the Saint Peter’s Basilica in Rome shows the images as you can see on the screen, of two men and a woman, who abducted the Holy Lance of the church's premises
The Holy Lance is a Christian Relic that was said in the Bible to belong to a certain Saint Longinus, a centurion who pierced the Lance into the sides of Jesus Christ on the cross at his crucifixion, the water and blood that dropped from his sides fell into the centurion's eyes and healed him of his eye problems.
The Lance is rumoured to have supernatural powers to whoever has it in his possession, over the years great rulers and conquerors have claimed that the Lance has led them to incredible victories and protected them from harm
A bunch of people have a Lance or a piece of it in their possession and all claim theirs is the authentic one, from Rome to Jerusalem, Antioch even Vienna all have a Lance.
And this set of Criminals have made it a mission to round up the Holy relics, and have been said to escape through mysterious means.
If anyone has a clue on how to get them or their whereabouts, call the numbers on the screen and cash rewards of ten thousand dollars stand to be claimed.
Herewith us on the news is a professor of Religious artefacts at the University of Yale and he will be here to tell us more about this Holy Lance, I welcome Professor Harry Woodgate".
Asmodeus, Mara and I exchanged looks and we knew the tasks ahead were gonna be more than we set out for, but we knew why and we were determined to see it through.
While we were still seated there Jacob came in, and we inquired where he had been
"Where were you," Mara asked
"I needed to let off some steam, I nearly lost you last night" Jacob replied
"Okay, okay, so where did you go to let off some steam," Mara said motioning four fingers to show an air quote
"I went to the gay club, where else do you think I'll be" she shot back at her as he made his way to the refrigerator and took out milk from it, got a glass turned some in it, drank all of it, refilled the glass and returned the milk and he proceeded to seat with us with the Milk in his hands.
"I thought you quit that place, said you couldn't find love there," Asmodeus said trying to make fun of Jacob while he and Mara laughed, I didn't laugh though, I didn't get it it was an inside joke.
"At least you can get good sex from there if you ask me" Jacob shot back as he took a sip of the Milk in his hands
"So did you get good sex or did you find love," I asked
"Both" Jacob said with a big grin, then he continued, "it happened when you went to Rome, I went to the club cause I was bored, with no expectancy in mind, I stirred lazily into my glass, as the loud tempo music playing from the speakers, was beginning to have a toil on my head, the screams and hollering from spectators to the performing strippers didn't help in any way. I was about to gulp down the last of my drink and head back home when the music tempo suddenly became softer and one of the male strippers began a solo performance.
Was it just me or did the room's temperature become higher? I wondered, as my gaze was solely fixed on the very sexy performer on stage.
I couldn't help but imagine running my tongue on his perfectly built chest, down to his torso, and probably a little lower. I could feel my pants tightening, as hot images of us both crept up in my head, while he stripped down to his tong, a flimsy material barely covering his dick.
I gulped down the rest of my drink and tugged on the neck of the turtleneck shirt I had on. It had become hotter and the bulge straining in my pants was no better.
Emptying the last content of my glass, I slammed the glass on the table and stood up to leave. Good thing it was strong enough to house the impact.
"Hey, careful there." A deep masculine voice nuzzled my ear, and I felt his large, muscular arms around me, trying to steady me as I almost tripped while weaving my way through the crowd.
"I guess I'm tipsier than I thought." I let out an embarrassed, weak laugh, as I turned around to see my knight in shining armour, but instead, I saw a barely clad knight, with the sexiest and most sinful body anyone would drool over.
"Are you not the stripper who just performed?!" I blurted out in awe.
"I'm Nick." With a very dangerous smirk, he stretched his hand towards me.
"Jacob." I took my hand out to return the gesture, when he turned my hand over instead and raised it to his lips, kissing it.
I felt my other member stir, as I tried stifling a gasp.
Nothing felt right about this, I mean judging from his looks, he wouldn't be any older than the mid-twenties, and there's I who just hit the legendary age of forty, as I told every human I came across
But then, this man before me was just too bloody sinful to walk away.
I wouldn't mind getting entrapped in his dreamy eyes for eternity or worshipping his hot body, while feasting my tongue in his mouth and licking on his full sumptuous pink lips, which were surprisingly embedded in a very soft facial, in contrast to his sinful body.
"Want to get out of here?" He asked, giving me a knowing look.
"I..Uhm...m..." About giving a positive response, but immediately thought against it and shook my head no, giving a weak laugh again, and saying a hasty goodbye, I started walking away.
I'd walked at least five feet, convincing myself I had done the right thing.
"Fuck it." I cursed under my breath and turned back, to see him seated and sipping a beer, while intently staring at me, with a smirk playing on his lips.
"I Uhm, I'm not sure I can drive in this state, can you give me a lift?" I said to him, as I drew closer.
He gave a really beautiful smile, then got to his feet. "After you."
He lead us to a clean black McLaren 72OS, just at the driveway meant for workers.
"Hold on, hold on, we riding that?" I asked bewildered, staring at the masterpiece before me.
"I thought we're riding me instead." He chuckled. "Get in."
I gave him directions, closed my eyes and placed my head back on the headrest, the headache seemed to have intensified.
"We're here." He said killing the engine. I looked up to see we were in an unfamiliar place.
"Relax, we're at my place, I couldn't seem to get a hang of the direction you gave."
He aided me to his couch and brought a glass of water for me.
"Should help with the headache." He said as he flopped himself on the couch beside me, after turning on the TV.
My mind suddenly became numb, and all I could think of was the hot male sitting dangerously close to me. I could feel my dick pleading to be released and the hair on my covered skin erect, as I felt his thigh graze that part of my anatomy.
I turned over to thank him after placing the glass back on the mahogany table, only to meet my lips with his already waiting one.