Be My Naked Love

Miles knew at this point, she will want to talk to him so bad. He did not want to call her yet with his new number.

“Hey, what’s making you feel and look so bad?”, a co worker asked. Miles wanted to ignore but then he answered,

“I miss her so much”.

He told some of his co workers about his last relationship. He was a very handsome looking man, well trimmed beards, six feet tall, light skinned, brown eyes, always dressed nicely, wore a very nice perfume and a cute smile. Some of the female co workers wanted him, but he barely gave any of them his attention.

“Yeah man, I understand how you feel. You should probably visit her in Beverly during your weeks off”, the man said.

It was a good idea, but he was not going to do that. He needed to be sure he could face her. He didn’t even know about the second time with Selma.

*****

It was 7:50pm, Vanessa was dressed in a blue short gown and wore a silver Gucci high heels.

“Hey Dad, I’m out on a date tonight. I might come back late. Take care of yourself, okay”, Vanessa told her father. It was just two minutes to eight o’clock in the evening that her date arrived. He never ran late, which made her like him more.

Hearing the horn from his car, she kissed her dad goodbye and left the house. She smiled on sighting him, he gave her his wicked killing smile too. His perfume smelled so nice, she wanted to smell like him.

“I’m taking all your perfumes when I get to your house”, she said after hugging him. He helped her into his car and then drove off. They were going to EU-PHO-RIA. It is a new restaurant in Beverly Hills. It is a very expensive place to be but its worth every penny.

*****

It was the D-day for payment. The Warners have gathered all they had made together. They had one hundred and fifty eight thousand dollars left to pay. They were all scared.

It was eleven in the morning, and a fleet of luxurious cars arrived at Mr. Lance’s house. The main man was in the only red Ferrari car which was in between several cars and jeeps, all black colors.

“They are here”, Mr. Lance informed his family.

“Let’s say some prayers before they get in”, Vanessa requested.

“Okay yes”, the both men agreed.

Just as they were about to start, a huge bang was heard on their door. He is here.

“Just murmur your prayers in you”, Lance suggested.

*****

A tall handsome dark skinned man entered the house. It was not Andre.

“This is not the man I collected money from”, Lance whispered to his family. They all wore faces of shock. Who could this be?.

“Good morning sir”, the man greeted.

“Good morning also”, Mr. Lance responded.

“How may I help you sir?”, He asked.

“Are you not expecting someone today?”, the man asked.

“Yes I am but”,

“I am not talking to you man. I am talking to the girl”, the man said.

“Me?, I’m not expecting anyone”, the girl answered.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Did you check your phone messages today?”, he asked. Andre texted her he would be coming over to her house but he could not, so he had his friends drop some gifts and food items.

“Andre asked us to drop some gifts and food items”, the man said. The whole family felt relieved.

“Uhm…where are they?” Vanessa asked.

“I’d ask them to bring them in”, he answered.

*****

It was already past six o’clock in the evening, and Andre still had not shown up.

“Is it possible he forgot?”, the troubled daughter asked.

“I know him, he can come anytime soon”, Lance answered. Lance surely knew him well. Andre just got to their house and he definitely did not come alone. The bodyguards he had with him were six and they were all sort of armed with weapons.

*****

A knock was heard on the door, Vanessa rushed for it. It was Andre Federico, her boss. She jumped and hugged him. He was checking up on her, isn’t it?.

“Hey, where is Lance?. I came for him”, Andre asked.

“Why? What do you need him for?”, she asked also.

“I am here”, Lance said walking out of the bedroom with the cash in his hands. The money was in a bag. Andre ordered the men to count it with the counting machine in their hands.

“It was you that-“, Vanessa was talking as Andre cut in and interrupted her.

“Yes, your father owes me a lot”, he said.

She started to cry, the shock was too much for her.

“Andre, Andre, you have to please understand us. The money is not complete”, Vanessa cried unto him.

“That is none of my business, we had an agreement so we stick to the contract. He might have been dead if he didn’t beg me to pay his surgery fees”, he answered.

“He what?, I thought you did it on your own free will?” she asked.

*****

“Theresa!!!! Shoot!!”, the man shouted.

During the kidnap, after choosing to be killed, at the point of death, they were asked again for the last time and this time Theresa changed her mind. She had a rough sex with six men. It lasted three hours and some minutes. She suffered severe tear in her pubic area. The initiation was done and soon enough, she became one of the best armed robbers on the team. They were currently robbing a rich man’s house and have acquired a lot already. The police came and were already after them. A police officer was running almost neck to neck with one of the team members and she was in a perfect spot to shoot the police officer down. She cocked her gun, but she fell flat on the floor.

Her team leader shot her dead. He never trusted her.

*****

The bodyguards have counted the money. It was not complete just as she said. He smiled.

“Where is my balance?”, he yelled and had one of his men point a gun to Lance. Lance was stammering and not able to make a full sentence. Vanessa and Trey were both filled with over flowing tears.

“Please give us some more time, please!”, the family pleaded.

“I got kidnapped and they both had surgeries”, Vanessa said.

“I lost my job and I was not even paid well”, she added.

“Please just a little more time”, Lance pleaded.

Vanessa was really set to inform Asher and Lorenzo so they can help her. She tried applying for a loan in the bank but it would take forever before they got the money.

“Oh, so you want more time after the agreement”, he yelled.

Andre stood up from the chair he was on, walked to the door like he was leaving. He still has not made a statement yet. On getting to the door, he slammed his fist on the wall and turned to face them.

“No more time. Shoot him!”, he ordered.