At The Billionaire's Party

Macey

Location - David's Private Jet

David's POV

I look at Janet seated beside me. Staring into nothing in particular as she sits there quietly.

We had a great time in Turkey. Be it the tattoo parlor date, or the bathroom shenanigans at Antalya. But then I recieved a horrifying phone call from my brother.

Damian's words are ringing around in my head.

"There's a dead woman in Janet's bathtub."

"Cops say she is Janet's maid's daughter."

"Shot dead."

Shoving my thoughts aside I try to talk to Janet, but the moment I place my hand on her arm, she jumps in surprise and fright.

"Jane. Hey. Calm down. It's just me." I say.

When she realizes that it me, she melts into my embrace.

Janet's POV

A server walks in with a glass of juice. Even though my head was clouded with a thousand different thoughts, I could see her eyeing David.

She walks up, and is about to hand me the glass of juice, but suddenly and drops it on David on purpose.

I repeat, she did it deliberately, because I saw her pour the entire liquid on his clothes.

"What the fuck!" David growls as I look at the girl with a bored expression.

"I'm so sorry, Sir." She whimpers.

David stands up and tries to remove the excess liquid, which by the way has been soaked in by his clothes.

"I'll help you clean. I'm really sorry, Mr. Richards." The girl says.

David glares at her but never the less walks away to where she leads probably to get paper towels.

After a seconds, it hits me. I get up a walks towards the direction where both the girl and David went a while ago.

I hear clearly, "Let me have a taste of you, or else, I'll shout, saying you tried to molest me, Mr. Richards."

I remove to curtains calmly. David sees me, his eyes go wide as saucers.

David's POV

Before I could explain myself to Janet, I see her reach for the server's ponytail.

She yanks the girl away from me. Twists her hair once making the girl squeal in pain.

Lastly, she bangs her head on the wall face first, and lets her go.

I watch in horror as the girl slides down, leaving a thin trail of blood on the insides of the galley's wall.

"I'm sure you have a doctor on board, David. Please ask them to take a look at her." Janet says as she laces her fingers with mine and walks towards the bedroom.

"Jane, she could have died!" I snap at her. Suddenly angry, now that I've recovered from the shock.

"But she is not." She replies, striping herself to her underwear.

"What she did, or was trying to do, was wrong. You better not pester me for explanations, David. I'm very stressed as it is." She mutters distinctively and slides under covers.

I leave a sigh of relief when I get a message from the doctor informing me that the girl is alive.

I too strip to my briefs and take a seat at the edge of the bed. I remind myself that this is nothing. There are some very real problems waiting for both of us, back in the states.