chapter 32

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"You have done more than biting me and it hurts to even think about it!" She flamed up and bit her tongue when she learnt she had said more than she was supposed to say.
Well, she doesn't care anymore. He should just leave her the fuck alone and stop pestering her after all he had put her through.
"What did you say? Did I do anything wrong to you? Sophia, have you known me before? Please, talk to me, stop keeping me in the dark�� I remember calling your name when I was in pain, and your image haunts me in my dreams. I feel like I knew you before and maybe we shared something��"
"No! Don't get thoughts into your head. Don't mind me, I was just angry because you didn't knock before entering my room and I just thought�� what if I was naked or something like that, you ladies impulse, that's all" Sophia tried to get his mind off it.
It's better that he doesn't remember anything, she must be fast in learning and run away from this God forsaken place before he regains his memory, she might not be able to face him if he remembers everything.
"You just lied to me" he stood his ground firmly.
"How would you know that? Anyway, I don't know you except the day your mother brought you here from the hospital and I was assigned to take care of you because you kept calling my name, maybe there was another Sophia in your past�� probably your girlfriend" she had to design and package another big fat lie.
"No�� There's a face, I just can't figure out who it belongs to, but the voice is yours and��"
"Please, I need to rest. I think you should go now, it's late" she cut him off.
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me��"
"Then I will leave" she said quickly, she just wants to go far away from him, she doesn't understand herself when he's being so nice and��so��close that she could swear her heart is pounding.
She turned to leave, her hand was already on the door knob when she heard him grunting in pain. She turned to see his hands covering his ears, and he fell on the floor wincing in pain.
"Aaaaaaahhhh!" He shrieked and she ran to him. She forgot about getting away and held him tight and she forgot about crying for all that had befallen her, and cried because he's hurting�� he's fighting to remember.
"Is there anyone there, please, help!" She called for help when she noticed he had fainted, there's no way she could carry this tall and heavy guy alone.
Two boys ran into her room immediately and carried him to his room. Mrs Smith called the doctor, he said he can not come out because it's late, but he told them what to do for him to regain consciousness immediately.
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Mr Smith hung up the call and smiled at the valid information he just received. He called his right hand man, Flying dragon and told him to cancel their mission.
"Come again, sir?" Flying dragon had wanted him to repeat his words, it's a surprise to him because it is the first time his boss is canceling a mission and smiling.
"Wait, you want me to repeat myself? Fly, big head!" He shunned.
"Oh, yes�� sorry, sir!" He bowed and ran out.
"Well, it's a good thing he hasn't given those documents to the barrister. Even if he kept it in a safe somewhere, he wouldn't be alive to retrieve it. I know what Harlot Smith can do, he must be dead by now" he said to himself.
He had hired a private investigator, an ex attorney from Philippines, Mr Salvador Hart to work for him as a spy in the police headquarters, he just called him and assured him that nothing has been leaked.
"There's nothing money cannot do. Let me call Cynthia to come keep me company tonight" he said.
Forty six minutes later, Cynthia rapped at the door and came in almost at the same time.
"I want to have a taste of you tonight" Mr Smith said to her as if they are about to do the deed for the first time.
"Am all yours, sweetie" she winked at him.
She placed her bag on his table and moved closer to him, he stood up from the bed to meet her halfway to the bed.
She worked on her buttons, he placed his hands over hers and told her to let him do it. Cynthia didn't understand that, he's acting strange and actually happy.
He undressed her gently. When he unclasped her bra's hook and let the lasy material fell on the floor, he licked his lips and swallowed looking at her inviting pink nipples.
Cynthia threw her head backwards and moaned softly when he captured her breasts with his large and rough hands.
He caressed her like he never did before, the last time she checked, she was the one that pleased him and he sent her off when there was no use of her, but today, there's something different about him.
She accepted all he could give and expected nothing more than the good cash she is bound to get at the end.
When he finally removed her panties. He undressed quickly and lifted her up. She was surprised at his energy, he was stronger than he looks.
He carried her in his arms and drove into her fiercely and impatiently. He thrust deeper into her with quick movements, her moans filled the room, his heavy pants mingled with her breath and they shot off to the sky.
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Frederick Ray stared at the old newspapers he found in his new office. His assigned new secretary had wanted to dispose of them, saying it's no longer useful, he had stopped her from throwing that particular paper away.