Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

Melanie drags her feet outside the house. She absent-mindedly bows to the maids that escort her outside and they stare at her in shock.

Looking around for the driver that brought her early, she couldn’t see him anywhere and she let out an audible sigh.

Melanie clutches tight at her purse as she makes her way to the parking lot. There, she meets him.

She meets her boss leaning on the car with his eyes closed. He looked stressed and Melanie felt water drop from her eyes.

The look on his tired face shows that he needs someone to rely on.

Melanie moves closer to him, she stretches out her hand and touches his hair. The movement of her hand on his hair wakes him up. He stares at her, wondering why she’s crying.

He releases his back from the car and stands straight in front of her.

“Are you okay?” He asks in concern.

Melanie shakes her head negatively. “I’m not fine,” She pants, throwing herself at him. “I’m not okay,” she mumbles, sniffing his sweet smell.

Mr Gordon seems startled by her action. He doesn’t seem to know what the problem is but he needs to help her calm down. He placed his left hand on her waist, pulling her body to his body. He moved his right hand to her hair and started stroking his index finger on her hair.

He stops stroking her hair and grabs the back of her head in his hand. He lowers his head and plants a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Are you okay now?” he put his hand chin, raising her head to have a good look at her face.

Melanie nods her head shyly. “I’m okay, thank you.” She moves her head sideways.

“Care to tell me about it?” Mr Gordon raises his brows. His eyes were deep set beneath his heavy black brows.

“Not now, perhaps, later,” Melanie says, releasing herself from the hug.

“Are you sure?” Mr Gordon couldn’t stop himself from asking.

“Hmm!” Melanie nods, shooting him a tired smile.

“Olay!” Mr Gordon sighs.

He opens the car door for her and helps her in. He closes the door and proceeds to walk over to the driver’s seat.

After getting inside the car, he grabs Melanie’s hand and starts caressing it with his thumb and he drives out of the compound.

***

Kayla enters the car and Ben enters the passenger seat.

Kayla glares at him which makes him gaze out of the window.

“Are you sure about this?” Kayla asks for the tenth time and Ben keeps nodding his head.

“Okay then.” Kayla shrugs, driving out of the carport.

“I’m not quite sure how you’re going to do this, I mean why would they give you such a hard task to do?” Ben groans which make Kayla step into the break.

“Get down!” Kayla says, turning off the engine. “Get your fucking ass down this moment, Detective Ben.” She yells, hitting her hands on the steering.

“Why?” He scoffs, moving his gaze off the window. “Do you want to die that badly?” He utters catcalls.

“This fucking operation is the punishment that needs to be served by me… Me alone, so please get the hell out of my car. You’re fucking disturbing me with your chatters.” She fumes.

“I’m just trying to help your sorry flat ass…”

“The hell did you just say?” Kayla gasps, letting her hands drop from the steering.

“Yeah, no qualms. I’m going to get down. But if you get there you’ll understand what I’m saying.” Ben chuckles wickedly at her, stepping down from the car before shutting the door.

“Shit! This stupid parrot.” Kayla cursed, hitting her fist on the steering. “I need his help on this but he wouldn’t shut the hell up.” She groaned, pulling her hair.

She kisses her teeth angrily after waiting for what seems like forever for Ben to have a change of mind. She drives off when she sees that Ben is not making any attempt to get back inside the car.

She continuously curses him under her breath as she’s getting a bit closer to the club.

Minutes later, she got to the bar and parked her car at the carport. She turned off the engine and left the key in the ignition.

She stares at her tuxedo and lets out a grin.

“You stupid cop,” She yells at herself. “Who wouldn’t know your occupation if you entered inside with this look.” She groans and yanks off her outfit leaving her in just her red tanga panties over a red moulded cup bra that reveals her bare back.

She picks her red ‘fuck me’ heels and slides her foot inside.

If not for her mother who wouldn’t permit her, her dream is to work as a stage dancer.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She picks up her black beret and puts it on, after snacking a short gun inside.

She wears her baggy red jacket that stopped above her hips and then picks out a handcuff.

She smirks at what she’s about to do. Her make-up is still intact and she didn’t bother to look.

She looks hot and she knows that.

Kayla steps down from the car and walks over to the entrance, she winks at the guy by the door and he grins, letting her in without asking her any questions.

‘Stupid fool’

Kayla curses him under her breath.

Walking inside the club, Kayla’s eye searched for the guy she was here to catch. Of course, she knows he wouldn’t come clubbing alone, as he’s seen having a drink with friends with a group of girls rocking their bodies on the guys.

‘Horny bastard’

She scoffed, walking towards the grandstand with her heels making heart-stomping sounds which drove attention to her as she walked by.

She smiles in satisfaction.

She gets to the grandstand and the spotlight dives on her.

‘Okay, they’re getting a free show’

She smirks and handcuffs her right hand, letting it dangle in the air as she only has one hand inside the handcuffs.

She reaches for the jacket and tosses it off her body, which earns her lustful gasps from the guys.

‘Fucking bastard’

She hissed, grabbing a hold of the pole and letting her legs curl around it, she started moving her body sexily on the pole which sends a spark to the guys.

After dancing crazily for about five minutes, she makes eye contact with the guy she came for. She winks at him when she’s sure that he’s also looking at her.

She makes a sign for him to follow her as she starts walking towards the hallway that leads to the restroom. She sways her hips and they dangle as she walks.

She enters the female restroom and he enters after her. She turns around to face him, grinning wildly at him as she traces her middle finger on her chest.

She makes to trace kisses on his chest when he grabs her and hits her back on the wall.

“You crazy bitch!” His voice deepened to a husky growl as his lips drawled on her boobs.

Kayla pushes him slightly on his chest and removes her hand from the handcuffs, she cuffs his both hands behind his back and he makes a throaty laugh, enjoying what she was doing.

He moves closer, wanting to pull down her strapless bra off her body with his teeth but a heavy blow lands on his face startling the both of them. The blow sends him to the floor and he hits his head on the fall.

“Fucking Ben!” Kayla gasps when she sees Ben entering the restroom with a frown on his face.

Kayla notices his glare and she moves her hands to her chest.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Ben yells, closing the gap between him and Kayla. “Are you trying to make out with a criminal before you’ve got him arrested?” He fires at her, the guy makes to stand up from the ground but Ben stumps his leg on his chest which sends him back to the floor.

He coughs heavily as he spits out blood.

“What do you think you’re doing, Ben?” Kayla asks, she’s a little bit surprised by his attitude.

“Just shut the hell up and cover yourself up.” Ben snaps at her. He removes his coat and throws it at her.

Just then, the heavy marching of boots could be heard and Kayla makes to shut the door when Ben stops her from closing the door.

“Those are our guys, you don’t need to panic,” he says calmly. He pulls the guy up from the ground and pushes him out of the restroom.

“Okay, thanks.” Kayla clears her throat, not believing that she’s truly thanking the guy she sent out of her car earlier.

“Hold your thanks,” Ben rolls his eyes. “Put on the coat now, none of the guys must see you in that thing,” Ben says, running his eyes on her bare chest.

“Why should I?” Kayla glares at him.

“We’re here to escort the criminal outside.” There are voices from outside the restroom.

“Just fucking do that already.” Ben gritted his teeth at her. Kayla smirked before sneaking her hands inside the big coat.

“Happy?” Kayla scoffs, walking out of the restroom.

Escorting the guys out of the empty club.

“Did you raid everyone?” Kayla asks in surprise.

“More like we sent off the innocent ones and captured the bad guys.” He smiles proudly.

“You’ve done well.” Kayla smiled, tapping his head before getting in her car.