Chapter 3 Episode 3: Plans

Bryan's POV

Between visiting my father at the hospital and consoling my distraught mother and sister, I sure needed to unwind. I took my phone out and called Ethan to meet me at Hoso Club.

I drove my mother and sister back home, changed into denim shirt, jeans and sneakers and drove to the club. Ethan was waiting for me when I got to our booth.

We bro-hugged and sat down to catch up on personal matters. As we were talking and drinking, a lady passed by and Ethan got up to chat her up.

It's funny how I always forget Ethan's womanizing ways. He brought her back and introduced her while drawing her to him as they sat down.

Looking at how the lady accepted his flirtations, I couldn't help comparing her to my bubble butt.

She sure would have bitten his head off. But then again this is Ethan and he is way too smooth for his own good.

Wait, did I just schedule for my bubble butt to come see Ethan? What was I thinking? Even if it's for business that was wrong.

It's not that I couldn't make a move on Bubble, I just wasn't sure what to do with the fact that she works for me. I could fire her and employ her as my mistress but somehow, I'm sure she wouldn't appreciate that. So until I make a plan, no man is allowed even a centimeter close.

Getting back to the office the next day, I made the necessary plans with Derek.

Adel's POV

"Why is he here?" I asked myself confusingly.

Iceman stood looking down at me with his cold eyes.

"Let's go" he said turning away.

That's all, no explanation to help clear my confusion? I guess this is what being the boss is. You don't have to explain yourself to anyone. Soon I will also become a boss lady.

I got up, picked my handbag and turned to pick my luggage. Only to see that one of Mr. Iceman's goons had it. I just shrugged and followed him.

After clearance, I followed him to a private hangar where his private jet was. I was expecting to fly business class, this sure was way up my ladder.

At the foot of the airstair, he turned around and pulled me forward with his hands on my waist.

I have been zapped, I swear. My core clenched and my nipples pebbled inside by 32 cap B bra. How can just his touch sexually awaken me?

I walked faster up the stairs and sat in one of the plush seats the hostess directed me to, fastening my seat belt in a bid to do something with my hands.

Of course the man chose to sit directly in front of me. I picked up my phone and went directly to my reading app to immerse myself, I am suddenly flustered.

"There's a bedroom for you to rest and you can request for refreshments after take off. Don't eat heavy. You would be having dinner at my family's."

"Why would I be having dinner at your family's when I would be staying at a hotel? Surely I can eat from there" I said completely disregarding his comment about the bedroom and what not.

"First you would be staying at our family home. 2. My dad just got back from the hospital and we are celebrating his return. 3. I'm keeping an eye on you."

Is that even an explanation, what does the first two points have to do with me?

"What do you mean by keeping an eye on me?" I asked trying to keep a lid on my emotions. Having him turn me on with just a platonic hand on my waist and he acting possessive isn't helping at all.

He just looked at me and turned to his laptop on his lap, ending the conversation.

Huffing I picked my phone up and decided to ignore him. Soon we were in country C.

Disembarking, I saw a copy of his Maybach and two other SUVs, one in front of his car and the other behind. My luggage was taken into the SUV behind his Maybach, so assuming that was my ride I walked towards it.

Halfway to it, he called me to follow him into his. Not wanting to question him in front of people, I obediently got in. His home is a mansion. To call it a house would be an insult. I come from a well to do home and have seen a lot of mansions but this was on a higher scale.

My car door was opened from the outside by one of his attendants and I stepped out into the crisp cool air.

The door of the mansion was opened from the inside to reveal a man who looked like a butler (they actually had a butler. Hahahaha. A man of indescribable age with a bald head, stiff back, uniform and a nose in the air, hahahahah), I snickered.

Iceman turned to look at me coldly and said, "lets go".

I straightened my face and followed him. Receiving the butler's greeting who introduced himself as Mr. Smith.

The entrance was pure beauty. Neutrally decorated enhancing the space, and the vintage wallpaper gave it this classical look. The flowers in the vase were beautifully arranged and emitted a soft soothing fragrance that added to the ambiance of the place. I couldn't wait to see other parts of the house.

Walking to where I think might be the living room, we were greeted by a beautiful woman of about 40. I think that is his aunt.

She hugged him and fussed over him before turning to me.

"Hi I'm Anika, Bryan's mom but you can call be Mama just like he does" she said pulling me into her warm fragrant embrace.

"Mama we spoke about this" he said warningly to his mother.

"I know I know but she's such a beautiful girl and I can't wait for her to be...."

"Mama" he shouted admonishingly.

"Okay", she said making a pouty face while leading me to the living room with an arm around me.

What? She's his mom? She doesn't look it. And what was she going to say before he cut her off. It looks like his attitude is naturally wrong. Who shouts at their mother? Tsk tsk.

We sat down to talk and was soon joined by his little sister who was about 18 years but taller than I was (probably a 5'7).

After a while, Bryanna led me to my room which she explained was close to Bryan's and had a connecting door. I thanked her and told her I will be down soon for dinner at 8pm.

As soon as she left, I bolted to the connecting door and double locked it. It's not that I thought he was gonna make a move, I just didn't trust myself. Since his touch earlier today, I have been having daydreams of he putting his hands all over me. His mouth on my nipples and his cock in my........

"Good evening Mr. Jackson and Ms. Arthur, we are about to descend and we advise that you fasten your seatbelt......."

That was the pilot. Throughout the flight, I wasn't able to read even a full chapter, and even if I did I wouldn't remember what the storyline was.

Freshening up, I went down to dinner where Mr. Jackson Snr. was absent. Seeing that I was looking at the head of the table, Anika explained he wouldn't be joining us today as he was tired.

I nodded my head and wondered how there's a welcome back dinner without the host or was Iceman lying to me?

I raised my head to look at him across the table to see he was looking at me with twinkling eyes.

I put my head down and concentrating on the food while conversation went on around me. After dinner, Bryanna left saying something about an upcoming test so I excused myself saying I wanted to prepare for the next day and left after hugging Anika who seemed thrilled to be hugged.

Bye Mr. Ic..erhmm Mr. Jackson. Anika laughed and he chuckled as I left to my room.