The Billionaire's Man

Chapter Six

Copyright©2015 Lau Maoge
TBM - The Billionaire's Man
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2015

- Chapter Six -

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"Hello, Special Man..!" I greeted him once I picked up the phone. But then I heard he chuckled from the other end of the line.

"I love it, when you call me that" He stated while still chuckling. I could hear from his shaking voice. Then I remembered, it was the voice of him, the person whom I missed already, although we just met a while ago. So I called his name.

"Richard, is that you?" I asked, more like to confirm that I was right. Then a silent for a couple seconds, which drove me crazy. What happened? Couldn't he just replay with 'yes'or 'no'? Then he finally spoke.

"What? is there anyone else?" He asked instead of answering 'yes' or 'no', with simple tone but why did i feel there was a jealous feeling on that words. Well, forget it. Who was I for him to be jealous. He could have just anybody he wanted. So, I pushed out those kinds of thought then replying his question.

"No, but how can you...." Was my answer but then I asked him about my anxiety of how can he stored his number on my smartphone.

"Well, I was asleep when your alarm rang, seriously I was mad at that stupid smartphone of yours, but then once I took it from your pant's pocket that scattered on the floor, I saw the small and cute picture on the wallpaper on your smartphone's display. Also, you don't even locked it, so I opened the gallery and there I saw couple pictures of me. Wait, were you stalking me, before last night?" He explained in a good order from the beginning to the end, then ended up asking me a question, which made me stuttered.

"Mm ... Maybe, sort of...." Was my answered because I might be that kind of stalker for searching for his identity and ended up saving some of hot pictures of his on the galery of my smartphone. But, hey I did it in order to find out who he was and honestly, never ever in my head that I, Peter Jordan, could ever be able to do that. I knew who I was and I knew that, a kind person like him could never date or be with a person like me.

"What do you mean?" He asked, i knew from the tone of his voice, he demanded a detail explanation.

"The first time you entered our restaurant, I really had no clue who you were, what you do for living and so on. Untill one morning you showed up on the news, talking about entrepreneur. Only then I learned about your name, your status, and so on... By the way, how dare you open my gallery? it is my privacy." I asked back after giving him the long explanation about why did I stalk him.

"I am sorry. But I was so curious, to know what you think. Honestly, I am glad that I did it, because then I know how you really lust after me. And there, I also learned that you call me your 'Special Man', which is cool and cute. So, am I your special man?" He said easily, and ended up asking about one of hot picture of his with the name of 'Special Man'. Ahhh...now i know where the ideas of that name he stored on my phone book, came from.

"Yes you were untill last night and this morning." I stated as simple and as cool as he usually replied to my question.

"Really? So what about now?" He asked, I believed that he was curious at the moment.

"Now you are my lust man" was my respond. But I did not know whether he got the point or not but the I heard he confirmed.

"Wait...! You said Last or lust Man? is it last as the end or Lust as desire?" He confirmed of what he heard.

"What do you think?" I asked him instead of giving him the easiest explanation.

"Well, to me.. both are sounded good. I am your last man. That means there will be no other man but me, while the other, lust man. It also means i am your only men that you desire. So you can take either one of them. It doesn't matter." He said lightly and beautifully. Damned, he sounded it so sexy.