L'ho Lasciata~ 'I Left Her'

'24-Good night, Teddy!!'

Fact-

On average, men think about sex 18 times a day and 17 times about food.

Man be like-
Fuck
Eat
Sleep
Repeat
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Alexander ~

Fuck! I roared shifting the gear up and striking the gas paddle to go as speedily as plausible. My fingers are clenched around the steering wheel to the point where my knuckles turn white.

An hour ago, when I was in a meeting Ms. Grace (Hottie) phoned me to say thank you for taking good care of Miller and also sorry for her impolite behavior. She is indeed a sweet lady. But I was in a meeting, so I have to hang up asap. It reminded me of Miller, I told her to be in my office but because of a sudden meeting, I won't be able to come up. I thought to call her to tell the same and check on her. But her fucking number is unavailable for the last 45 minutes, I don't know where the hell her phone or she is.

Ever since I send the gift to Mexicans they are quite as voiceless but it's not true. It's just the lull before the storm and Miller is the only one who is easy to hit on. My security is strong enough to protect my house but that doesn't infer they can't invade in.

And the fact that Arthur is not aware of her is making the situation terrible. I turned right to enter my territory. The guard opens the door and I look around to check my security everything seems normal. Stopping the car, I stepped out and look at my surroundings. Everything is normal, with no signs of forced entry or any other mishappening.

I turned to walk inside but halted when I noticed something from the corner of my eye. I turn to confirm it. I ran my fingers through my hair and a sigh of relief escaped my mouth. I don't remember the name but I know who it belongs to.

I walked towards the triangular garden on the other side of the driveway. Behind the hedge walls, I can see a pair of legs swinging in the air. With the similar socks that I saw another day on her feet. I walked close to her and bend a little over the hedge to see her figure.

Fuck, this girl is wild. The temperature is 2° outside and she is lying on the grass. eyes closed, her face is emotionless. Is she sleeping?

" Ms. Miller " I called her getting back in my composure. No response.

" Miller!! " I said a little louder.

When she didn't respond, I slapped her legs down " Fucking GET UP Miller!!" She jerked up, with wide eyes standing straight.

" Why the fuck you aren't answering my calls? " I fumed at her with glaring eyes.
She blinked a few times and gulped. Her left hand slowly raised to her cheeks and she softly tucks a stray lock behind her ear. I licked my dry lips, gulping hard. Just her simple actions make me ....me..feel things that I never felt before. The way her eyes dilated when she angled her head in confusion and like now how she pul..led o..out............ a fucking earbud and then the other one. My wrist tightens, Fucking Miller! I was talking on my own till now...Cazzo!!

" Sorry, Mr. Grayson. Can you please repeat " she said with a timid smile. I took a deep breath to calm my anger.

" Why aren't you answering my calls? "

" You called? " She said more like a question bending down to pick up her phone " My phone is--- " she paused squeezing her eyes and releasing a deep breath which was more like a groan. " is in airplane mode. Can you give me a second please " She excused herself, walking a few steps away from me.