Chapter 14 - Meek and Mild (1/2)

Maxen closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he tried to give Olivia's voice a face. Just who was the lady on the other line? He tried to recall where and when he heard this beautiful, enchanting voice before but his reverie was cut short when he heard her speak again.

”I have 'Sir James's' wife sitting in my living room. We can watch them over wine and talk about... cats.”

”So we have a cat lady. What baby do you have?”

”I... I only have portraits for now,” Olivia trailed. Sensing her subtle distress, Maxen cleared his throat and offered, ”I have an ocelot at home. She's a beauty. Do you want to meet her?”

Jack c.o.c.ked an eyebrow upon hearing Maxen's word. 'Who's he going to bring home? Wait. He's bringing a girl home?' Zeroing in his sight on Maxen, Jack's knees buckled when he saw Maxen's shoulders shaking followed by a carefree chuckle. He was close to rubbing his eyes just in case he's hallucinating when he heard Maxen drop another bomb from the sky.

”What's your name?” He usually didn't care about names after meeting countless faces. Jack does the job of remembering those for him. But this lady… whose voice alone tugs the strings of his heart, playing melodies he'd never heard before was messing with him.

”What's your name first?” She echoed his question. Maxen knew. He could hear it from her playful voice. She was teasing him… luring him like a fairy deep into a forest, only to be gagged and bound at the end because she was a witch in disguise. But all of that didn't matter to Maxen. He wanted to see her face. He wanted to see the woman who dared outbid him and taunt him afterward, making him feel like somebody who belonged to her, somebody who could only kneel and kiss her feet. And for the first time in his existence, he wanted to know a person's name.

He took another deep breath when he swore he heard her giggle on the other end of the line. She wanted to play a game and she's using her trophy to her advantage.

Maxen nodded his handsome head as he listened to her instructions. His devilish smile turned into something Jack had never seen before. Patience… and l.u.s.t? Jack did a double-take at his boss whose noble aura switched into something feral and wore it like a cologne.

Jack eyed the telephone handset and squinted his eyes as he tried so hard to eavesdrop on Maxen's conversation yet all he could hear was his boss's soft chuckle, like a mischievous high school boy about to skip his class. He never saw his royal highness this excited in his 20 years of service. And when the call was done he straightened his back, his face devoid of emotions as he waited for his next assignment. Jack's soul almost left him when he heard his royal highness speak whilst fixing his curly golden mane, using the tinted glass as his mirror.

”Do I look ok? I don't want to disappoint my date tonight.”

Jack bowed before giving an honest reply, yet his face showed like he heard the funniest joke he had come across, ”Your Highness is perfect in every angle.” And with that, Maxen strode out of the private booth and left in a huff. He knew people would be pushing their way into the private booths now after their little showdown and that was something he didn't want to waste his time on because tonight he's gonna be meeting his mate.

Meanwhile, inside Olivia's booth, a soft knock stopped her from grinning like a Chesire cat. She handed back the telephone to Yana who graciously accepted it with a matching bow. A security detail entered the room and spoke in his monotonous voice, ”President, a lady named Selena Go wants to have a word with you.”