Chapter 165: Thinking about the outcome of sorting!

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We entered her apartment passionately kissing behind the closed door, we both rough handled ourselves and thinking straight about the consequences were not coming into our thoughts, we both wanted to go deep, bang over and over again. Her back rested on the wall while I was above her squeezing and fondling her boobies, while our lips locked and our tongues twisting against each other. She was wearing a pencil gown which made my intentions easier. I shoved her gown upwards, to her her waist. I shifted her thong as my middle and ring fingers flickered on her clit, playing around her shaved garden excited her, I fingered her as she orgasmed, she moaned out pleasurably. She held my cock staring at me, she wanted more.

  "Can I have you? You're just so irresistible Jordan...You feel like heaven to me, you're not enough!" She said almost whispering, her eyes looked at me pleadingly with I maintained a tighter smile. I unzipped her clothe to have an access to her bubbly boobies sticking towards me, submissively.

I found myself no longer fondling her boobies but sucking and latching on them mercilessly as she cried in pleasure, she was heating up and down. I carried her by the hips then landed her in the kitchen counter were she wrapped her arms around burying my face into her chest, she drew closer to the edge as I dug into her crotch slowly, her eyes were a bit widened when I got in. She yelped then moaned out, stroking into her furiously as she squirmed.

I got out slowly as we panted, seconds later she turned her back towards me. I bit my lips then pinned her head on the surface of the counter, she was helpless as my grip was firm on her then I thrusted into her as she yelped again and stroked faster like the the fast. At a point, she cried in pain.

I didn't know what I was doing then I I found my way out of her after minutes.

I wore my boxer and pants while she panted breathlessly laying her head on the counter, wasted and exhausted.

I pinned her to my chest turning her face to me then she laughed a little.

  "You are wild, look at what you made me do! Tearing non stop with pleasure." 

  "Do you wanna know how wild I am? You just have to find out!" I said coolly

  "Oh damn! I'm worn out..." She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed swiftly then smiled.

I adjusted my pants as well as dressing up while she did the same. I walked to the living room as she followed me with a glass of whisky as we sunk on the sofa.

  "I  saw the article you wrote hours ago about my wife and children, should I say thanks?!" I said staring at her

  "Say whatever you like honey, I'd understand!"

  "Who's the Sullivan?" I asked

  "The chief editor of my team!" She snapped "He's very good at his job you know?! I recommend him to you in the near future!" She added taking a sip

  "That's not what I'm asking. I know he's an editor but who's he?" I asked sternly

  "Ok Jordan, you are getting me confused already. What do you mean?" She looked confused just as she stated.

  "I'm very elated to have read the journals but you don't get it, do you?" I took a sip then leaned forward. "I understand that you've taken off the wrong perceptions you unintentionally built but why's Sullivan stretching it?"

  "I don't understand, what's the matter? I'm doing all I can to create a positive awareness, just in case!" She explained

  "I'm only curious! It wouldn't be nice to put my family's lives at risk...I'm not bargaining for that!" I stated. She scoffed holding her unto my forehead.

  "You don't get enough, do you?" She stood turning in the direction of the portraits

  "What's getting you agitated? I'm only looking out for them...don't get me wrong."

  "For them or for her?" She asked then turned to me slowly "You said I was being bias then I worked on it to suit you and you're not still happy, then what makes you happy?" She asked, she was frowning. What makes me happy is Gia, what else? I muttered within me.

  "Am I being impossible?" I asked

  "Of course, you are. Very impossible! Every time we talk, you mention her directly or indirectly. I'm fed up with all these." She added a step forward "I'm trying so hard to earn your trust..."

  "...Don't go there!" I snapped "What do you need my trust for? Don't you love me like you say you do?" I asked also standing opposite. She scoffed then folded her arms rolling her eyes.

  "Jordan..." She called out almost in regret.

  "I guess you're tired of me already huh?  I knew you'd turn away really soon!" I walked away as she followed from behind holding me by the arm

  "Jordan, its not what you think. I didn't mean it, could you not leave so soon? Tell me what I've got to do and I'll do it, just don't go..."

  "I need some time alone...maybe we shouldn't see each other more often.." I added just to hurt and make her feel inferior. I know that my accusations were almost worthless.

  "You're can't tell me its over...you can't do this to me at this point in time Jordan, we love each other. We've shared lots of memories, we can't go back now." She rubbed my face softly then kissed my cheek "Baby, we can't turn back now! I've sacrificed a lot to be with you, just don't cut it out on me like that! Let's work it out!" She pleaded

  "Alright..." I snapped as she appeared on me for joy, I interrupted "On one condition, you'd tell what your plans are. Before writing journals, you'd let me know. Would you?" 

  "That's...That's not a problem!  I promise to help you find your kids, its the least I can you keep you happy, is it?"

  "Being with you makes me happy, Nessa. You are the only one i can confide in right now...no one else!" I said. I kissed her lips squeezing her butts a little, she blushed.

  "I'm so sorry, Jordan!"

  "It's ok, Ness!"

I loved playing with her intelligence yet she was submissive somehow, once BJ concludes the search then I'd be on the lookout. I got her where I wanted, but I'm not trusting her completely.

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Saturday!

11:28am,

I was chopping the carrots on the board which was partly difficult, listening to some 90s to early 2000s  hip hop songs as the door bell rang. I took off the apron that was over my bare chest, I walked sluggishly to the door and opened.

  "Hi Jordan!" Clinton hollered pocketing his hands into his denim jeans trouser. I slammed the door to his face as he tried to obstruct. I walked back to the kitchen to conclude what I had started as he followed from behind. I ignored his presence focusing on my quivering artistry. He leaned by the counter and began

  "Nice to see you bro, can we..."

  "...not have a conversation, of course!" 

  "But first, please accept my concerns over this sudden tragedy. Its too much to handle, I can tell!"

  "You don't wanna know!" I snapped

  "Yes!" He inhaled then exhaled.

  "You are one of the people that come around when something dire has just intervened."

  "C'mon Jordan, how could you talk like that, you know that's not true!"

  "Can i know why you are here?" I asked putting the chopper knife down to take a look at Clinton. "Every time we have start conversing, it boils down to shit and I'm too worn out for that!" 

  "I just thought that we could talk..."

  "About?"

  "You know! Me. You. Everything..." He snapped

  "Including the industry!" I interrupted with a snap

  "Kinda but that's not the main thing!"

I scoffed with disgust and turned away.

  "Is this what this concern," I air quoted "is all about? Do you ever think before coming?" I asked

  "Jordan, let's at least hear each other out! I'm in need and that's why I'm here!  I just don't understand you, I know you hate me so much but you can't change the fact that I'm Hazel's husband."

  "Give me a break, Clinton. You're despicable and would always be!" I blurted, he swallowed his anger, I could see it in his eyes.

  "Can we just get this over with?" He asked

  "Over what? If only you're going to be honest then we're good but if you ain't then you could just go to hell!" I said walking out of the kitchen, I headed to the living and sat while he followed like a minion. He sat adjacent.

  "Clinton, you are wasting my goddamn time. I've got a lot of things to do at the moment...I was chopping some carrots....

  "Over the months, I invested in some type of business and it turned out bad in the end." He stopped staring at me im doubts.

  "And?"

  "I'm running low on budget...."

  "Bankrupt?"

  "That's the word!" He snapped "I was hoping that I'd own a part of Hazels' stocks to boost LUMINOUS!"

I smirked looking around then finally turning to him.

  "Is this what this whole 'give me my wife's thing' is based on?" I asked

  "Jordan I..."

  "If I let you take a part in her stocks then what happens next if you invest and don't get the outcome? Would you return to her again, for a third chance?" I asked again, coolly. "I don't run my business that way, I can't see fire and step on it. It makes no damn sense!"

  "Jordan, you're the only one who could help me out. No one has to know..."

  "Don't gimme that, Clinton. I can't let you have a part of it, impossible." I blurted out "Does Yeesha even know about your bankruptcy anyway?"

  "I didn't. C'mon Man, i can't tell her right away but I will..." He added persuasively

  "Clinton...Clinton, I'm not doing this with you. Go tell my baby sister what her husband is into, I mean that's why y'all are a couple! Tell her about it, she'd listen. "

  "I don't wanna disappoint her..."

  "Then you don't have to!" I snapped "The last time I told her about your intentions, she was mad at me not you. In fact, she felt that I was interrupting and lying horribly about you to her face. I'm not getting into this shit no more! Being a CEO doesn't mean I should flex on people's rights, let aloe my sister. Tell her about it and she'd give you a second thought!" I explained taking a deep breath. What he was asking for was beyond my it, I can't take everything into my hands only because I got more power. "Its Yeesha we're talking about, not a random person! Look else where man, it's unfortunate that you have to go through this."

He looked dismayed, disrupted, innocent and confused.

  "I wouldn't have come to you If you weren't the only one who could help out.  If Yeesha finds out then I'm doomed. You know her, she loves good life to the latter and how would she continue with a broke guy like me? I know that she may not treat me differently but...I can't let her take care of us, I've got to. We've a child and we plan on having children and how would raise them? I don't wanna depend on my wife's money. It's not right!" He explained, its been a while I heard Clinton talk to me reasonably and somberly. Before I could utter a word, his eyes had welled up and that felt awkward. I understood how devastated he was. I know Yeesha, she wouldn't take an average life for an option, she's used to flamboyancy, she was raised I'm it and I don't blame. We're both on the same path, wealth.

  "Clinton?" I called out coldly as he looked up to me "You could try some other way out you know. Meet friends, family and even my parents..." I added almost nonchalantly

  "If I had a way, I would have done all of that. No one is coming through, not even my parents. Geez! Telling Mr Khaleefa about this whole thing would uproot me at once, he wouldn't let me have Hazel no more and that would be the last if it! Plus me being a dead man walking, he'd knock me out!" He said "Jordan, you know how your father works, mercilessly." He added

  "Hey! Don't talk about the Don that way...He's human though!" I teased and I could testify to that as well. He smiled.

  "I'm really sorry if I pushed you too hard, I know I've done some really stupid things...please don't take it out on me. I'm frustrated! I don't wanna lose Hazel or our little child! I just need to stand on my feet again yet it seems too impossible!" He said.

  "I would help you out..." I began he brightened instantly

  "You don't mean it?!"

  "But on one condition!" I said while his grin faded into a tight unsure smile "C'mon, you don't expect an angel here, I don't go for nothing besides you have no idea what I'm about to do, so?"

  "You can tell.me all about it, I'd gladly do it!"

  "Great! That's why what I wanna hear!" I snapped with a little ego. "I won't give you the shares but I'd let you oversee one of my companies. I started with it and it's a good pay out...I think Luminous would fall in place within three to six months if only you play your cards well."

  "That is not a problem at all...so what's in for you, I mean there's a condition yeah?"

  "Right after you bloom beyond measures, I'll take what's mine as well as being a major shareholder at Luminous! Deal or no deal?" I asked staring at him with a smirk. He stood still thinking for some seconds then he turned to me with an affirmative nod.

  "As long as I don't lose nothing, I'm in!"

  "A'ight! Yeesha doesn't have to know about it, no one should know about it. It's between you and i, we'll begin the process tomorrow." I stood as well as himself, he initiated a hug expressing his in-depth gratitude, I acknowledged it. I knew could solve his problems, I took the risk. I did it for yeesha, she deserves so  much and so I could make that happen, anytime of the day. I was starving already, yet his smiles wouldn't end. I still don't lie him though, I'm only watching for Yeesha.

  "I owe you big time!"

  "Of course, you do dear Clinton Fayette!"