Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 12

Yeah a gold digging one.

Me being Me, I always have been choosing business, is choosing business and will keep on choosing business over anything.

I have always drawn a line between business and family and I know better to not mix them. But nothing is important to me then my business. Nothing.

So if I have to marry some gold digging bitch for a piece of land in my business, I will.

I want to build a club on that piece of land but that fucking twat took it and now Iam gonna claim it back.

After setting up all meetings with the Jones. We went to there house.

FLASHBACK

We reached there door step and heard commotion on the other end, "FUCKING USELESS!" I instantly recognized the voice. It was Gerald Jones, Rozella's father. May be he is talking to a mirror.

My mom looked at me with widened eyes. Me being me shrugged knowing he is talking to a mirror.

We rang the bell and a lady in her 40s opened the door with Gerald behind her. Iam guessing his wife?

"Ah! welcome! welcome!" The woman screeched so loud that I flinched internally and wanted to bang my head on the door.

"Hello, please come on in" The crack head said.

Upon entering, I saw no mirror but what I saw was a girl in the corner and as soon as she saw me she ran. Iam guessing that she is Rozella.

Rozella. When I heard her name, my heart did this fucking thing which I cannot quite describe. Her name is beautiful. Right now, I only saw her hair from when she turned around. I wanted to see her...Is she beautiful?...Is she hot?...Is she going to be a good wife for me?...but again looks are decieving so, no matter how much beautiful she is or apply makeup, she is going to be of the same ugly personality.

The woman guided us towards the living room, it was small but looked cozy. There was a girl sitting there, wait she is blonde....Maybe she is Rozella, or maybe the black head one?

She smiled at me, oh no! She is definitely Rozella. Although she doesn't look like a Rozella.

She was wearing a tight black off shoulder dress that looked like it was about to rip off of her by the amount of tightness it took over her body. She was curvy and hot. She will have to do. Although I could care less, Iam only here for business.

I sat far away from her but she stood up and came to the seat on the couch right fucking next to me, too close for my liking. I swear if she touches me I will blow the fuck up.

I looked at Maa and she made a disgusting face whilst looking at Rozella.

Everyone has been fucking talking and gossiping and whenever someone asks me a question I just nod or reply in YES OR NO.

And what is Rozella doing? Fucking touching me! I have removed her hand from my thigh countless of fucking times but she doesn't budge.