He could hear the slight annoyance in her tone, and he couldn’t help wondering why, “What kind of a man do you want, Celestia?” Benne asked, looking at her curiously now. Whatever she said now was going to determine whether or not she was going to see Benne Handy again.
While they were busy talking, the private investigator was seated on the floor of his studio apartment with several photos of Benne littered on the floor.
He had a wide smile on his face as he thought about how pleased Mrs. Miller would be to know that he had gotten her the information she needed on such short notice. It felt really satisfying to know that despite the fact that he was aging, he was still the best there was when it came to digging out important information on short notice.
After his brief conversation the previous afternoon with the lady during lunch hour, he had decided to follow his hunch and return to the CEO’s private parking lot.
Although he had been very tempted to tail the CEO and his right-hand man when they were leaving for their meeting earlier, his instincts told him to stay back, as the answers he needed might be with the young man whose name he had been told was Benne.
He had been keeping watch over the parking lot when the CEO returned to the office after work hours, and he had watched as he went into the private elevator. Less than thirty minutes later he had also closely watched as Benne the driver came out from the elevator. He had then tailed Benne.
At first, he had been trying to make sense of the situation, asking himself if perhaps Benne was the CEO in disguise, especially when he tried to make the connection between the names, Benedict and Benne.
When Benne parked the car in front of an average-looking building that didn’t look anything like where the CEO of OmniGlobal would choose to make his home residence, he had started questioning himself again to know if he had been too hasty in drawing his conclusions.
Still following his instinct, he had remained in his car somewhere down the road from where Benne had parked the car and had kept watch for most of the night. Thankfully, he had woken up in time to see Benne rushing out of the house very early the next morning carrying an unconscious lady in his arms.
Once again he had followed Benne to the hospital and had eavesdropped on his conversation with the doctor, confirming what he already suspected that both Benedict Delgado and Benne, the driver were the same person.
“Cut!” The producer shouted, clapping his hands in satisfaction, “You both make a fantastic pair!” He said with an approving smile as he looked from Bryan to Sonia.
“This doesn’t even look like a commercial. I felt like I was watching a movie,” A member of the camera crew observed with a wide smile, and the others nodded in agreement, while Bryan’s gaze remained locked on Sonia as he moved from the couch onto the wheelchair.
“We need to take a break before we continue,” Bryan announced moving his wheelchair away from the living room, and Sonia nodded in agreement as she followed Bryan.
“How do you do all of this?” Sonia asked under her breath as she walked into his bedroom. They had been busy all morning first with the reality show which covered them fixing breakfast together, and then they had moved on to film a coffee drink commercial ad.
“Do all of what?” Bryan asked, turning in the wheelchair to look at her as she went to stand in front of his dressing table to check her appearance and outfit in the mirror.
“Live this way,” Sonia said as she turned to look at him, pointing in the direction of the living room where the production and camera crew were waiting, “I suppose every day of your life is like this show, isn’t it? There are always cameras out there waiting for you to make a mistake so that it can be captured,” Sonia said with a small frown as she went to sit on his bed.
“You mean like the way our engagement was captured?” He asked with a chuckle as he turned his wheelchair to face her, “Well, I guess that’s the price you pay for success. You should start getting used to it, as that might be your lifestyle soon. I heard your fanbase has increased since our engagement.”
“And that’s all thanks to having you in my life. But that can never be my lifestyle. I’m never giving up my privacy and freedom all in the name of success. I won’t,” Sonia said with a shake of her head, making Bryan feel slightly concerned as this was the second time she was hinting that she couldn’t live the way he did.
“Does it make you feel that uncomfortable?” Bryan asked, wondering how Sonia was going to cope with being in a real relationship with him if she didn’t like being in the spotlight. Her life was always going to be public business as long as she was in his life.
He loved what he did, and in as much as he didn’t like the idea of everybody having an opinion on how he lived his life, he loved his life the way it was.
“It isn’t just uncomfortable, it is frustrating. You can’t imagine all the times I’ve wanted to do something nasty to you today, and call you names, but I had to hold back because of those damn cameras,” Sonia complained with a pout, and Bryan chuckled, while Sonia watched him laugh with a small smile on her face, wishing she could kiss him at that moment.
“Seriously?” Bryan asked with an amused smile, and Sonia gave him a nod, “When was that? And what did I do?” He asked with an innocent smile.
“Are you really asking me that because you don’t know what you did?” Sonia asked with a roll of her eyes.
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about. What did I do?” Bryan asked with a grin, even though he knew exactly what she was referring to.
Every time he wanted to mention her name all through their shoots, he had deliberately called her Sonia Bardi, and then he had gone ahead to grab her boobs or squeeze her ass at every slight opportunity he got. She was certain that by the time the show would be over, everyone everywhere would be referring to her as Sonia Bardi.
Sonia shook her head, “You did nothing then. Just bear it in mind that I’m going to return the favor,” Sonia threatened.
“You are free to grab my butt and chest wherever and whenever you want to,” Bryan said with a wink which made Sonia giggle.
“I don’t think I need your permission to do that,” Sonia said, and then raised a brow when Bryan stretched out his right hand to her with a soft smile on his face, “What?”
“Come,” Bryan said, looking directly into her eyes. How could the mere sound of her laughter sound so beautiful to him? How was he going to be able to keep his feelings hidden from her when he always had the urge to touch her whenever she smiled at him this way?
Sonia’s heart skipped a beat when she saw the look in his eyes. If she didn’t know better she would have thought that he had genuine feelings for her. Sonia cleared her throat as she stood up, “We should probably return to join the others…”
“I don’t care about them,” Bryan said as he dropped his hands to his side and moved his wheelchair closer to where she was standing before taking both her hands.
Sonia’s eyes went to the door, as she didn’t want a repeat of what had happened the previous day with Jeff barging in on them, “What if someone walks in?”
“When did you start worrying about things like that?” Bryan asked while holding her gaze.
“Since I overheard your conversation with your manager I suppose?” Sonia said, making Bryan shake his head.
“You mean since you eavesdropped on our conversation? You don’t have to worry about that. No one will barge in on us again, and you won’t hear something like that from me either,” he promised as he pulled her down so that she was sitting on his thigh.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.