Chapter Fifty Eight: Is That What Feel?

He was on the counter with her, even though he wore a face cap, Amelia could still tell he was the one, what was he doing here?


Amelia took out her phone, she took an unaware picture of him,then shoved it back into her purse, she sipped from the cup then was about to move towards him when she saw him stand, he walked into the party, Amelia’s heart skipped, she wanted to follow him, to see what he wanted to do.

So she began to walk further into the party, but maintained a safe distance with him, she saw him enter a disclosed area.


Unlike other participant in this extravagant party, Eric was dressed in an odd manner, he was wearing a face cap, a hoodies and a damn denim jeans, he gave off stalker vibes.

Deeper into the party, Amelie surfed through brought the slender shoulders and just where she thought she had finally gotten to the end of it, she stumbled against Gloria.


The sound of broken glass dented the chatter in the room.


“Oh my world!” Gloria yelled dramatically, she didn’t know who had slammed into her until she turned, at the sight of Amelia, her face reddened with disgust.


“Do your eyes work at all?,” she said in disgust, rolling her eyes in sheer exasperation she dusted the wine stain on her luxurious white silk gown, Amelie gulped down the bike rising in her throat as she stared at the stain, it was very wide and embarrassing.



“Now see what you have done,—- peasants”


“What did you just call me?”


The first time Gloria had made it clear that she wasn’t part of her league, Amelia saw it as a threat, but she didn’t care because she wasn’t really dating her damn psychopathic son, she was threatened for weeks in other to get into that dress, she didn’t want to argue with the old lady, but it seemed it was deserved at the moment.


“Yes, do you want to deny it, I mean, you are not rich, how did you get to know my son?, I know you are a doctor, and Maxy has decided to work in that hospitality of yours too, but that’s doesn’t mean the both of you are of equal rank”


“Is that what you feel?”


“That’s what I know”


Amelia could not believe it, all of them were entitled, “now I see where your son brought about his entitlement and psychopathy, it’s from you” Amelia sighed in disbelieve as she made an attempt to go back to what she was doing before now, which was following a possible kidnapper, but Gloria held her back.



“What did you say?”


“Can you please leave me?; I have to be somewhere” she tried to remove her hands but this bonet lady had the grip of a sloth.

She looked at everyone with a smile on her face, reassuring them that all was fine, while she held Amelia down.


“Leave me alone, I don’t want to be with your son anyway, he’s obsessed with me”

“You lie!, my boy is not obsessed with anything, and he’s definitely not into cheap hags, so you tell me what you did to him”


“Why don’t you go ask him yourself and leave me the fuck alone!”


She finally pushed her hands off, then ran towards the place Eric had passed earlie, Gloria was mad to think she could just call her names like that.



The path Eric had followed led to a door which she convinced herself to be the guest room. She thought maybe he had left, or maybe she took the wrong turn but then she heard his voice.


But he wasn’t alone, he was with Maxwell, she heard their voices behind close door, her suspicions were correct, and Jonah was right, Eric and Maxwell had things to do with each other.


She loved a little bit closer, trying not to cause any need for attention, she could see the door slightly open, which means they could come out any moment from now, she had to take as little information as possible before he finally leaves.


So she walked closer, then leaned on the door.


“You told me a week, you said that I would be able to hold my baby in a week, I swear to god Maxwell if I find out that child is dead I will dedicate my life to killing you I swear!”


At the sound of this Amelia gasps.


She knew they were talking about the missing baby, “shit” she muttered to herself, as they halted in their conversation, they must have heard her gasp.


Petrified, her weary eyes darted in the passage, she needed to escape, she began to tip toe out of the place till she was out of sight.


On the other hand was Maxwell, he suspected that have been tracked, so he halted in his conversation, he hurriedly walked towards the door, but he found no one there, but there was something.


His sharp sense of smell picked on Amelia's scent, he already knew she must have heard what Eric said, Maxwell groaned in frustration, she was going to use it against him for sure, Amelia was becoming unstable, he just wanted to control her, but she’s like a wide fire.


“Leave” he said nonchalantly to Eric, “a deal is a deal, so leave” he repeated.


Eric didn’t say a word, he clenched his fist then walked past his door, Maxwell could not keep his eyes off him, as he continued staring at Eric’s behind, a very sexual scene played in his head.

He imagined himself being screwed by Eric, his hands behind his back and himself in a foggy position, the thought of it made him moan, he could feel himself get hard already.


The last thing he needed was for his secret guilty pleasure be the reason why he lose focus, so he entered the room, closed the door then began to stroke himself.