GRACE [REWRITING]

CHAPTER 9

*how long will I be staying Donald*

As she looked at Donald, who placed her black luggage in the truck of the black limousine,

Donald walked back to stand side of grace, who was wearing a sky blue skinny jeans and a black long shirt that stopped on her knee, the shirt had a slit at both sides and at the bottom had a curved ending, it had short sleeves and a couple of golden buttons that heard the cloth to her body at the back, she was wearing a white and black snicker that stopped above her ankle and her make up was perfect as always,

*as long as they require, as long as the money increases you gonna lay your ass in France nice and slowly*

She said,

Showing her annoyingly perfect set of teeth

*what the hell will I be doing in France for only God knows when*

*you going means, you accepted the offer and also means money from the US government and top organizations in France,

You are like a bond between the two countries but a stronger one,

Because you are world wide  which also brings more money and higher wages*

*for me though*she added,

*so now, just relax and enjoy the journey*

She said pushing Grace towards the open door of the limousine,

She turned back to face Donald

*what is it get in the car, you are wasting time the earlier you get there the faster the money comes*

Donald placed her hand on grace's shoulder and turned her tapping her back as she entered into the car,

*don't leave her back mark until you see her seated in the plane*

Mark closed the door and grace watched as Donald blew a kiss from the steps of her home,

GRACE

They didn't waste much of my time, where they checked, mark walked me to my private jet and watched as I climbed the stairs and into the plane,

*good evening, miss grace*

One of the female hostess said,

As I took my seat at the chair in the plane,

*champagne*I asked,
What a boring ass journey this was going to be,
I was so seeing the future

Resting my head on the top of the seat with a seat beat around my waist , I could feel the take off

Of the plane in my lower abdomen, I opened my eyes

And all I could see were the lights shimmering from the city and the buildings and all that shit you see when you're in a plane,

*here you go miss grace*

The hostess said placing the stainless small bucket that had the champagne bottle in it filled with ice cubes,

She placed a glass side of my seat and filled  it up with the champagne,

*thank you*

As the hostess walked away leaving the bottle there, I brought my phone and switched it on and I saw a message,

The message was from august, I swiped the screen of the phone open and I read the message, it had several smiley faces before the real main message,

*you owe me*,

I just smiled at the text message and closed my phone,

Then I heard another beep,

*where are you going*

*France*

*for how long*

*until the aim of going there is achieved*

*you really owe me, I am the bar now drinking alone*

*call your girlfriend to come join you*

*I do not have any*

*I think I am enjoying the back massages  I am receiving now than the boring ass night I would have had with you*

I said,

Wanting to see his reaction,

*you hurt my feelings*

*shame*

*maybe if you get to spend a minute with me you will love it more than what you do*

*maybe I would or maybe not, I guess I will have to hold you to that*

*I should leave you to enjoy your massage*

I just smiled as I locked my phone throwing it side of me