Chapter 177: Chapter 177

Chapter 177

~Twenty four hours~

It took Kate a little while before she and Eva were allowed to go in and meet with the American blonde, the jail president. Kate had never been so anxious in her life than now. The call she got was snappy and when she wanted to get more details the caller hung up. Like the speed of light, she ordered Eva to get dressed up and they drove down to the jail.

“You must be Kate,” said the American blonde, and then his gaze came upon Eva.

Kate shook her head as her eyes flinted with nervousness.

“Who is she?” the American blonde asked, with his brow curled up.

Kate threw a snappy look at Eva, before she said, “She is my baby girl.”

The American blonde fell back in the swivel chair and rolled within it, contemplated and said, “Can your baby girl give us some privacy. We need to talk.”

Kate shrugged and widened her eyes at him, “Drop it. We are one. You can say whatever it is you want to say. Talking to me is same as talking to her.”

“I don’t have time to spell apple. It is either she leaves or this discussion won’t hold,” the American blonde interrupted , shared a stare between them and awaited for Kate to take a decision.

Kate noticed the look on Eva’s face and indeed it questioned Kate’s decision; as though the American blonde meant Kate was to choose between her father and Eva. At a time when Eva could not keep her eyes locked to Kate’s anymore, she threw her face downwards and stared at the floor.

“You must be disrespectful to think that I am going to let my baby girl leave e because of what you have to tell me. If she is leaving then I will leave too.”

“Kiss my ass, Kate or whatever you are called. This is my office. I am the president of this prison. You can’t walk in here and decide how I run my show. My order remains. It is either she leaves or you kiss good bye to what I have to tell you.”

“Good riddance,” replied Kate, and she held Eva by the arm and dragged her along, “Move it baby girl,” she told Eva and left the door slamming as they walked out.

They were outside now, and Eva was relented to keep her pace with Kate a they made outside the prison.

“Hold on , sweetie,” Eva spoke finally, “I know how much you love and respect my feelings, but please you just have to let me remain outside while you go in there and hear what he has to say. Remember your father is involved here. You need to know what has become of him that you were invited so urgently.”

Kate stared into the space thoughtfully…

***

Once Mary shut the door, she warned Tony, “If you really want me to consider having anything to do with you, then you must heed to my terms and condition, and one of such is that our affair must be kept secret for now until I see the seriousness in you.”

“I …”Tony wanted to interrupt her.

“Keep shut, I am not done talking,” she ordered him, winking and pouting her lips angrily. “When I mean secret I mean absolute secret. My daughter, the public, social media must not know about it. If you want us to see you can call me and I will come to your house. No hanging out. No kiss and tell. If you mess up with me I am going to mess up with you till your hundredth generation, in fact one of your generations will be named mess-up. Did you get that?”

“Come on what is this? You are giving me some damn condition as though you are a brand new electronics that has fifty years warranty. This is love not threat. Letting your daughter know about us shows I am for real. Showcasing you in public means I am proud of you. Why are you doing this?” Tony lamented and squeezed his face pretentiously as though he was going to cry the next minute.

“I should be asking you. Why do you want everyone, my daughter to know about us? Why would you show up your face uninvited, uh? Why do you think letting the public know about us means you are for real?”

Tony ignored her, went to the bar, poured red wine for two and handed her a mug before he sipped his.

Mary stared around the sitting room, “Nice house for a bad boy your status.”

Tony blushed, gulped his wine and walked up to her. “I would accept that as a complement. You are officially welcome to my house,” he said and waved his hands across the sitting room. “I have made enough money to make you my wife. Don’t look at the age difference, money makes me older than you.”

Mary smiled and sipped at her wine for the first time, and then hummed, “Hmmm,” she stared at the wine, “This is Paris 1901, very expensive wine, common among drug lords. You don’t need to tell me you do drugs.” She dropped the mug on the table, and about raising her hand, she perceived Tony’s breath behind her neck.

“Hope not spending the night with me will not be included in your terms and conditions, because you can’t wait to have a taste of a bad boy.”

Mary snorted and once he felt his hand round her waist, she swirled around and pushed him away.

“Lead me to your bedroom now,” she demanded.

And Tony hastily led her into the bedroom.

She pushed him into the bed, “Strip!” she commanded and watched as Tony undressed to his panty, before she found a pair of metal handcuff on the floor, “You will remain helpless while I fuck you military-slave. How about that? I know you would love military-slave.”

Tony shook his head, smacked his lips impatiently for her to bring it on.

She appeared at his side, handcuffed his wrists and ankles and left him helpless.

“Staying handcuffed to the edge of the bed for twenty four hours is part of the terms and condition.”

Tony yelled, “What do you mean? What are you up to?”

“Shhh,” she peered to him, this is the time you prove your love for me. You will remain like this for the next twenty four hours. No screaming, no wailing. After this I will know whether you love me or not.”

“Come on, you know I truly love you. You don’t need to crucify me before you know that.” When he saw the scowl on her face, he said, “Ok fine, a done deal. I will remain like this in twenty four hours. But how do I wee? How do I eat, drink water or go about my chores?”

She chuckled and said “You can do that in bed. Deal or no deal?”

Tony shook his head “Deal, deal.” He gritted.

“Nice dick,” she said, rubbed on his penis, picked up her hand bag, “Goodbye lover boy until twenty four hours.” She walked away and slammed the door.

“I will be waiting. Twenty four hours,” he said and watched his penis gain erection as he lust after her big buttocks that rolled in her gown.

“Oh my goose. What have I got myself into? I pray I survive this.” Tony said within himself…