Becky04

At thirty, Hendrix Kyle White is the captain of the Red Wings Basketball team in Douala. The best, he is 6'3m, has straight athletic legs and dark hair that cut across his nape. As he dashed around the basketball court playing energetically, he loved every bit of the sport. 
He started playing ever since his junior school days and had now made a hustle out of it. 
Hendrix is the C.E.O of a wine company, and out of work, he is that crazy basketballer that drives all the girls crazy. 
"The ball, Hendrix," Miles called out as he threw the ball at him. 
Today is Saturday and a sports day to Hendrix. His coach was training them for the national basketball game (NBG) coming up in a month, and he needs to be ready for it. As the group leader, Hendrix was highly respected if not for his position, then for the one, he holds in the society.

A Baby For The Billionaire Athlete

"Being rude will not change the fact that you have two crutches as bodyguards now," he replied arrogantly.

I did not expect him to say that, I thought his words were always censored as fuck and being rude was not in his dictionary.

I stared at him with my mouth wide open not believing my ears.

'Did he just say that? Who really is this man that is sitting beside me?' I wandered straining my brain for answers.

I still had my mouth perched open with eyes staring blankly at his pure temerity which had bashfully eradicated from him.

I was too blind in shock that I did not notice him shift a bit further to hook my chin in his hands, closing my mouth.

"I do not want this beautiful princess swallowing a fly," he added.

Shaking my head while blinking severally, I said in a quivery voice because I was yet to recover from the shock.

"Get... your... (stuttering) hands off me Sir," still maintaining the respect title.

Chapter 80