Chapter CHAPTER 32 : HIS EFFECT ON ME

HIS EFFECT ON ME

***JANELLE'S POV***

It's been weeks since I last heard from Steff, my house has been so full and not fun at all.

It's not like I don't see her at school, but she keeps bullshitting me, not like I am fed up, I have to keep
trying for our friendship to work.

I stood up, heading to the kitchen to prepare Jamaican rum, which was taught to me by my mum.

The thought of my mum brought tears to my eyes, I couldn't believe that my mum doesn't trust me.

It isn't like though she ever trusted me, she kinda have trust issues with everyone, I wondered how she
decides to choose an outsider instead of me, her own daughter.

I was done preparing the rum, and was about heading to the sitting room, when I heard the screeching
of tires outside my lodge or house, whatever.

I went to the window of my kitchen to look through so I could see whosoever came in.

I saw two Bentley cars and a white Porsche, I wondered who came looking for me as I don't have a
friend or know anyone as rich as the people who came in.

I was still looking at the cars, when someone from the white Porsche came down from the car and ran
to open the door for someone in the black Bentley.

"It must have been the driver or bodyguard, whatsoever", I thought.

Immediately, am man with jet blonde hair came out of the car, he looked very tall, I won't say look right
now, rather he's tall, with long legs and broad shoulders.



He looked down at his writswatch, like though he was checking his time, after he slowly brought his
hands forward to brush his hair backwards.

I didn't know what next happened or how they got to the door, until I heard a knock on my door, it was a
gentle knock.

It looked like I had been woken from my trance, I walked to the door like someone who had been
hypnotized.

I didn't even ask who it was, as I just opened the door for the men outside.

They all wore sunshades apart from the man with jet blonde hair.

I looked up at him, as he was very tall, "Holy crap!!", It's the man from the car, the one I had seen
earlier when I was about entering my house.

Damn!!!, He is the man I had drawn, I stood motionless to the floor, not even saying a word, I was lost.

It looked like I was hypnotized by him, until someone pushed me off the door.

"When you're done gaping, you let me know", he said.

I folded my hands beneath my breast, as I glared hardly at him, "but damn this man is too handsome", I
thought.

I crossed over to the other side of the sitting room, suddenly the room looks so small.

It felt like the room had been dominated by him.

"Uh oh, you just barge into someone's house and you can't even take permission before sitting down.



What are you feeling huhh!?, Like it's your house or what?, How can you do that?, And who are all
these people you brought in here to my house?.

Have you come to abduct me or what?", I asked still ranting.

"Chill chubs, chill", he said.

"What the fuck, who gave you the right to address me as chubs", I said.

I walked towards him and tried dragging him up from my couch, but he didn't buldge, it felt like he was
built with rock.

Too masculine, too solid, too everything damn.

I decided to give it a second try, I tried dragging him up, the next two seconds I saw myself on the seat
face down with him solidly standing.

I felt kinda embarrassed, because my ass was facing him.

I stood up from the bed swiftly, I couldn't find the men that came along with him.

"Whe-wh-where are the m-men that came with y-you, suddenly y-you are afraid I would beat them all",
I chuckled harshly still glaring at him.

I noticed his eyes weren't on my face rather.... I trailer down to where his eyes were looking.

I-it was my breast, I suddenly remembered that I was wearing a short nightwear and what's worse is it's
a see through.

The breast cup side of my nightwear had shifted to a side, and my nipples were bare.

At that point I was too embarrassed to even look up at him or even grace my modesty.



I dragged the gown up immediately, his eyes hardened immediately I did that.

"What would you have done if my boys were still here, you would have also let them see you huhh?",
He thundered.

I shrinked from his words, I wanted to talk for myself but no word seemed to come out.

"I-i, and how does that concern you, I would have done the same thing I did while you were watching or
didn't I see you looking.

Tell me you weren't looking at me, damnn at it", I voiced out.

"Looking at what?", He asked, as a smirk started spreading slowly across his face.

"At whatever", I replied.

He came closer and held my jaw. A pair of arched eyebrows stared down at sweeping eyelashes.

I had forgotten how thick andad long his eyelashes were, with immaculate sparkling white teeth.

I won't even be able to stand up in a competition with him, he looked so handsome, damn my pants
would just soak up, looking at him.

"Damn!", You're hurting me.

His hands immediately left my jaw, as he shifted back.

"You have been ranting since I came here, I found none of your words sensible", he said.

"What the..", he stopped me immediately, "except from the second statement you said, can you
remember it?", He asked.



"What do you expect me to remember?", I asked, "like you expect me to take not of all the words I say",
I continued.

"I don't expect you to remember everything you say, lousy people don't always remember what the
say", he said.

"Though I can help you remember what you said.

You said something about the ownership of this house right?.

And if you are not lousy enough, you would remember when the estate manager told you something
about someone being the owner of this house.

If you could still remember, you replied him saying, you don't think the owner would come back.

I have a little surprise for you though", he said.

My eyes twinkled when I heard him say something about surprises for me.

"It's now you are saying something sensible, if you had told me something little about surprises, we
wouldn't have started on a bad note.

So what's the surprise you have for me?", I asked.

"What of if I tell you that the owner of the house is back, and that the owner is a good and the best
tamer of vicious animals, how does it sound?", He asked.

I arched any eyebrow at him, "Soo... I don't really understand what point you are driving at, and sorry to
say but I am not really good at guess works.

Hope you don't mind letting the cat out of the bag, I would be so happy", I replied him.



"Alright, I will gladly do so, can you believe the owner is right here", he replied.

I looked him up and down, that was when it dawned on me that it's either he's the owner or no one
else.

He looks smoky rich, I concluded that he certainly is the owner of the house, and I made a big mistake
exchanging words at him, and.... Damn a whole lot of mistake.

"So where is he", I said with the level of boldness in my voice fading off slowly.

"I AM HE, THE OWNER OF THE HOUSE, AND I AM READY TO MOVE IN, HOW DOES IT SOUND?"


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