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💖 MY EX MY LOVER💖
💞 Tonia Onyinye 💞
Pêrspy Snazzy ✍️
💝 EPISODE 5💝
ENJOOOOY 📗📗📘
Kate POV 💋
The cruise liner was docked at St. Martin and as soon as we stepped on to the pier, a man dressed in a black suit approached us.
"Good evening, Mr. Perez." He greeted Jason before giving me the same polite look. "Ma'am."
"Evening, Ben." Jason introduced the man to me as Benjamin Watts, his driver and bodyguard.
Ben looked to be in his early thirties. He had a buzz cut and the perfectly tailored suit he was wearing hinted at the bulging muscles underneath. A tiny black earpiece was lodged in his ear, which was connected to a curling wire that disappeared beneath the collar of his white crisp shirt. At first glance, I would have thought he was a Secret Service Agent.
"I'll drive. Take the night off." Jason said taking the car keys from him.
"Very well. Have a good evening, Mr. Perez." He gave me a polite nod again. "Miss Lewis."
Jason took my elbow as he guided me towards a metallic black car parked a few feet away. "Wow. Hennessey Venom GTI." I exclaimed in awe as I recognized the car brand. "How fast is this?"
"270.49 mph."
"That's 2.63 mph higher than the Bugatti Veyron. And I thought that was the fastest car in the world now."
He looked at me in surprise. "You know cars?"
"Why is it so surprising? Cars are not only for men you know."
"Whoa, easy." He grinned taking in my offended look. "I'm not being sexist. It's just that I've never met a woman who knows car specifics."
"Now you have." I said absentmindedly, still admiring the beauty of the car. "So is this yours?"
When he nodded, I stared at him in surprise. "Don't tell me you keep a car in every country, ready for you."
He gave me an amused look. "I actually brought the car with me on the ship."
"From LA? That must cost a fortune." I exclaimed and then flushed in embarrassment. Of course, he could afford that. He was a freaking billionaire.
"I'm sure Nathan would give me a discount." He replied with a straight face but his eyes held amusement in them.
Great, now he was laughing at me.
He was about to open the passenger side door for me but paused. "Want to drive?"
I gaped at him. "Really?"
"Yeah. Why not?"
I could feel my face flush with excitement but I tried to squash it. "It's such an expensive car. I don't want to risk scratching it."
"You won't."
His faith in me took me by surprise. "You don't know that."
"Let me put it this way then. Even if you do end up scratching it, it's fine with me. It will be worth it." He grinned, took my elbow and walked me to the driver's side.
"Worth what?"
Instead of answering, he held the door open.
"What about license?" I knew I had to have a special license to be able to drive in the island.
"You're with me." He said simply. "So don't worry about that."
The excitement took over me and I climbed inside. As expected, the interior of the car was simply stunning with Alcantra seats and carbon-fiber surfaces. Instead of the traditional steering wheel, it boasted a racing wheel equipped with a range of buttons and switches.
