Chapter 254 - What she wants (1) (2/2)
Jeff got his phone and sent a text. ”Done.”
”I don't want to know who got that text.” JoAnna shook her head.
Jeff showed her the rest of the penthouse. She found the decor and furniture very masculine and sterile. Like it's staged for some photo shoot of men's magazine. No personality, no warmth. She didn't observe any personal photos. Walls were either empty, or with abstract art which reminded JoAnna of faces and different body parts.
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At the edge of South Los Angeles, Aiden and Sarah parked her red convertible BMW into a rented storage unit. Sarah put on a blonde short wig, and they left the storage unit on a black Kawasaki motorcycle, NINJA H2 SX. Aiden was driving and Sarah was holding onto him tightly from behind.
After a short drive, they entered a crowded bar and took a seat at one table in the corner.
It's late in the evening. The right time when people start succumbing under the influence of alcohol, showing their ugly faces. This is what Sarah and Aiden are waiting for patiently.
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In Jeff's apartment, JoAnna got out of the shower and heard voices from outside the bedroom. She grabbed a bath robe that hanged on the door and put it on. The bathrobe was too large for her, so she ended up folding the sleeves few times.
JoAnna walked out of the bedroom and saw Jeff talking to another man, their voices were low as they spoke until they became almost whispers. Man didn't seem happy, but he was timid in front of Jeff.
JoAnna cleared her throat and both of them looked at her. ”Did I interrupt something?”
”Not at all”, Jeff flashed a smile and nudged the man. ”Steve was just leaving.”
”Hi, Steve”, JoAnna looked at the man.
Before he could respond, Jeff said, ”Bye, Steve.” Jeff was practically pushing him out.
Steve protested, ”But Boss...”
”I will send you instructions in the morning. Now go.” Front doors were already open.
Steve walked out while being pushed by Jeff. ”Good night, Boss. Good night...” He didn't finish when the door closed almost hitting him in the face.
Jeff looked at JoAnna, ”It's big for you. I will get you one in your size.” He was talking about to robe.
”No. I like it... it's roomy. Who was that?” JoAnna looked toward now closed front doors.
”Steve, my assistant. He got your ice cream and chips.” Jeff explained.
”Huh, I feel sorry for the man.” JoAnna shook her head. ”It must be hard working for you.”
”I pay well.” Jeff didn't think there is a problem to call Steve for both work and personal matters, anytime. That is what he was paid for. And it was in his contract.
”There should be no price for dignity. Look at the time, and you called him over for some junk food.”
”And to tell him I'm not going to work tomorrow.” Jeff added happily.
”You are not?” JoAnna was pleasantly surprised to hear that.
”How can I leave you by yourself on your first day in our home?”
”Your home...” JoAnna corrected him. ”I'm just staying over.” The place was so masculine, and childish. With the exception of the bedrooms, the whole place was designed like a one large man cave. JoAnna will not call this place home... unless she redecorates. At least that is what she thought then.