The Lady On Black Chapter 65 And 66
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🥷 The Lady On Black Chapter Sixty Five And Sixty Six:
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(👫 Her Scent, His Weakness 🧡)
“What the f**k in hell?! My eyes!”..
Bradley broke the kiss quickly hugging Iris to his chest. Their eyes darted towards the door..
Bryan was there with his hands over his eyes, Bradley rolled his eyes.. This guy always got a way of ruining the fun..
“Jesus.. That’s why they’re rooms.. This is a kitchen for crying out loud” Bryan removed his hands from his face faking a glare at the both of them.
“Could you please turn around?” Bradley asked, Bryan raised his brow.
“Why?”
“She needs to get dressed” Bradley half yelled, and Bryan raised his hand in defeat turning around.
Iris reached for the T-shirt quickly slipping it on.. Words couldn’t express the embarrassment she’s feeling right now. Her ears felt so hot..
“I’m.. I’m done” she said shyly almost burying her face in Bradley’s chest but decided against it.
Bryan turned around with mischievous eyes..
“Babies aren’t made in the kitchen.. They’re made in the bedroom, on a bed” he rolled his eyes and Iris climbed down the counter.
“Sorry” she muttered and he smiled at her..
“You should be grateful Anna ain’t at home” he boasted.
Oh God!
“I gotta go” Iris said rushing out of the kitchen, Bradley faced Bryan with his hands crossed.
“You’ve made her embarrassed.. Can you at least tame your tongue?” Bradley asked.
“Only when the both of you stop making out outside your room” Bryan shrugged before grabbing a bottle of water and walking out.
Humph!
••• Shiny Glamours•••
“She hasn’t been to the office since we returned from Japan” Jocelyn said her phone pressed against her shoulder and ear as she worked on her laptop..
“Find a way! ”
“There’s nothing I can do.. I can’t go to her house..” Jocelyn frowned.
“And Bradley?”
“Same, he isn’t here.. Who knows they might probably be together now” she rolled her eyes and the called huffed.
“Get rid of her already!”
Jocelyn held her phone in her hand..
“I’d do this in my own time, you can’t force me to go kill a person!” she yelled but immediately brought her voice low glancing at the door.
“I’ll do it.. Just give me time” she muttered before hanging up.
“F**k!” she cursed glaring at nothing with both fists clenched.
Winifred smiled holding up her phone, she’d recorded everything.. Jocelyn is just helping her pile enough evidence..
She has an accomplice in this and whoever they might be has no good intention towards Iris.
She has to speak to the boss.. But how would she get his contact?
An idea dropped into her head and she smirked before walking away quietly..
••• Megan’s Apartment•••
“What would you like to eat? Bacons and Cheese? Pasta? Spaghetti?” Megan asked from the kitchen.
Jordan heaved.. He’d actually spent the night with Megan just cuddling and little kisses nothing much..
He walked into the kitchen quietly until he stood behind her, he could see little spicy bubbles from the stew she was making.
“Jordan?” she called but no response..
She turned around crashing into his chest, out of shock she missed footing and almost hit the pot but Jordan was fast enough to catch her by the waist.
“Hey, be careful..” he muttered tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
She just stared at him with parted lips.. He startled her and she would had gotten burnt if that stew had fallen on her.
“You scared the shot outta me” she mumbled standing up, folding her arms in front of her breasts.
Jordan smiled..
“Sorry, I just wanted to see what you’re making” he said and she returned the smile patting his cheek before turning back to her pot.
Jordan hugged her from behind placing his head on her shoulders..
Megan froze..
“We ain’t staying in here all day right?” he asked and she sighed softly.
“I have to go to work, I don’t think Iris would be back anytime soon” she muttered and Jordan hummed not letting go of her.
“I’ll join you to work then” he said, Megan chuckled before turning around so she could face him.
“You shouldn’t.. I can manage all alone” she said.
Jordan leaned in so their foreheads were touching, his nose almost brushing hers..
“It still feels awkward right?” he asked with a gentle smile. Megan nodded placing her arms around his neck.
“We would get used to it with time.. I just know I want you” he whispered brushing his nose against hers.
“With time” she repeated before pressing her lips against his in a short but deep kiss.
She pulled away smiling at him..
“So Bacon, Cheese, Spaghetti and Pasta.. What’s your choice?” she asked and he tilted his head like he was thinking.
“I think you’d forgotten one.. ” he said slowly and Megan furrowed her brows..
“Which is?”
Jordan settled his eyes on hers and wrapped his hands around her waist drawing her closer till their chests touched.
“You” he whispered poking her nose with his finger making her smile widely.
“What you gonna do with me then?” she asked seductively tugging at a strand of his hair.
“Kiss you till your lips are swollen”
“Then?”
“Then.. ”
“Make you fall harder for me” he said and she blushed immediately, she ran her fingers through his hair before reconnecting their lips.
But Jordan’s phone rang ruining the moment..
“You should take that.. I would check the pot” she said moving away from him while he reached for his phone.
Megan smiled secretly, this was a huge dream come true..
••• Bradley’s Mansion•••
“Brad.. ” Bryan knocked on the door waiting for Bradley to emerge.
He knocked again before rolling his eyes, God knows what he’d be doing in there with Iris. It’s a privilege the doors are sound proofed.
The door opened a minute later with Bradley leaning on it, hands crossed.
“Can I talk to you for a minute?” he asked, Bradley looked behind him and nodded before moving out shutting the door.
Bryan cleared his throat.. How would he say this?
“Um.. Mum’s trial is today, I thought to ask you if you would like to.. go” he said fixing his gaze on the floor.
“I don’t want to” Bradley answer came out cold. That’s what he’s been expecting anyways.
“Bradley, I know she isn’t the best mum but please for sake of.. ”
“I’m not going.. I don’t want to see her. She killed dad and I almost died too, she’d pinned the blame on me and never treated me as a son!” Bradley snapped.
Bryan bit his lips looking away..
“You should go if you want to” he muttered before walking back into the room..
Bryan pushed his fingers into his hair and shut his eyes.. Oh mum, why would you?
He turned around walking away..
“What’s wrong?” Iris asked Bradley when he entered the room.. His jaws were clenched like he was holding back from crying.
He sat on the bed with his hands covering his face..
“Hey” Iris inched closer to him not minding that she was only in her panties.
“I don’t want to see her.. ” his voice wavered, Iris climbed down the bed and squatted in front of me.
“Look at me” she said gently removing his hands, his eyes were red already. She immediately guessed Bryan must have told him something about their mum…
“Your mum?” she asked and he nodded.
She hugged him immediately, there was nothing she could say to him that would erase the pain of your mum being tagged as a murderer.
“I’m sorry..” She muttered as he held her tightly against himself not saying anything.
She patted his hair..
Maybe there’s much more to his mother that he’s not letting out…
TO Be Continued
