章 4: Chapter Four
Michael's POV :)
The party was hosted on a cruise ship and the ship was anchored a little farther from shore. It was the wedding anniversary of Sylvester, my dads acquaintance and since he couldn't make it I had to represent him. Sylvester said hi to me when he saw me and walked off. Then his eyes caught a damsel.
"Hey...I've never seen you around before" He said to a girl at the rail of the ship sipping wine and staring straight at the water. She appeared to be those girls who want to vibe on their own in a party and I like mystery.
I could clearly see her defined figure even in the dimly light space she was and surely I'm not the only one who got good eyes as Sylvester appeared to be making a move on her. 'It's your twenty something anniversary for crying out loud....' I thought.
"Well.....my partner couldn't make it so.... he gave me his invite to grace your occasion in his place" She replied with a smile.
This old man wouldn't just stop lusting over young blood, can't old people just chill with their age mates ???...The lady was actually smiling at him, it must be an uncomfortable smile cause the man had no iota of attractiveness in his balding hair and pot bellied short physique.
"Okay..." he replied and stared at her lustfully ...." placing his hand on her back. The dress she wore revealed her smooth back. "....I'll see you around " the man winked and walked away, glancing at her before leaving that he almost bumped into a waiter holding a tray of champagne.
"Gross" I hear her mutter as I walk closer to her.
"Who are you ?" I ask.
When she turned...damn she was beautiful !. Dark hair and pretty face with a fierce expression on her face...an expression that did not waver even as she saw me...girls always did a double check when our eyes met..."
"What !"
" well I've never seen such beauty and I'm a very social guy.....Are you sure you're not from these waters" I flirted pointing at the river.
"Buzz off oldie"
"Whoa..." I was shocked now...maybe she was drunk and in her eyes i resemble Sylvester "...snap out of it..."
"Snap out of what ?"
"Who's feisty...thought you were drunk well I'm a 29 year old man and there's no way I can be addressed as an oldie".
"More like an old playboy" she countered.
"Hey....I'm super handsome, the most eligible bachelor in this city. Girls flutter around me like butterflies to a sweet flower. You know most of them with just one wink are ready to shift their panties or bend over for me"
"I'd rather not listen to your crap....I don't think there is a sign on my forehead written I wanna know what ladies think about you or their reaction to your facial features and physique".
"Okay...I get what this is...." I say scanning her with a smirk on my face.
"What do you get ?".
"The fact that you feel I'm way out of your league... too handsome for you...come on loosen up. Have more champagne...I mingle with all class of people and definitely yours can't be that low "
"Hold your horses cocky..... do I seem like your class ? Do you know who my papa is ?".
"Okay calm down princess, is your papa in the mafia ?" I asked, she appeared to be fierce, oozing alpha female vibes.
"Just one call....he'll swim over and chop your head off" she retorted sharply with all seriousness.
"Is he a crocodile or what ?". I impulsively asked.
"Wait what !" That caught her off guard and we both laughed. Then watched the sea. She had loosened up a bit.
"I'd really love to kiss that beautiful smile of yours ....if I do blame the alcohol"
"Hmmmm...you're so straight forward " she said and sipped her wine and my eyes fixated on her lips. How her plump lips attached to the glass made me jealous. I wasn't a fan of kissing most women I banged but with her I'd break that boundary. I'd eat those lips...crush them...
"So what's your name ?" I asked.
"Camila Rodrigo "
"Hmm Mexican...I'm Michael Jenkins"
"Okay...."
"Doesn't the name 'Jenkins' ring a bell ?"
"Nah It doesn't ...what's it famous for ?" She replied nonchalantly.
"The largest construction company in New York City"
"Oh...I'm not really interested in business so..."
"You know you're at an elite party...you should know the people "
"What use would that information be to me"
"Whoa...who is your papa again ?" this girl must be extremely rich to be so unbothered about people's status. Is she the presidents daughter or what.
"You don't need to know"
We chatted for a while ignoring the party.
"So are you here with a date ?".
"No....I came alone"
"Should we ditch this party...., I can get a water bike and drive you to some tropical island"
"Why would I trust a guy I just met ?.and also go to an island with him ?
"Well a charming face like mine is worth trusting....,and haven't you ever imagined going on an exotic island with a handsome dude like me"
"In your dreams weirdo...you could be serial killer or kidnapper"
"If I was any of those I'd just sit in my car with the door open and ladies would flock in...voluntarily ".
She grinned and I chuckled. Was she immune to my charms or what ?.
"Give me your contact. I'll arrange something in a place you're comfortable with".
"Can you afford to rent the whole place out?"
"Of course. I told you I'm a CEO "
"You don't look it"
"Jeez...you just hurt my pride right now !" Michael said.
"There's room for doubt dude...you could be an imposter"
"Okay search my name to know how genuine I am...you keep suspecting me of shit that has never crossed my mind"
"It says here that Sam Jenkins is the CEO " She read out loud from her phone after typing the company name.
"He's my dad...he hasn't handed over fully yet...he'll do that soon enough"
"I think you should wait till he does before flaunting his company as yours" she said and strolled away. This pretty girl just struck a string in my mind...that body...I watched how she carried herself with confidence clearly knowing how sexy she was and as she strode heads turned to see..the breath of fresh air...Camila Rodrigo.
I would have followed her but didn't know how to. I can't remember ever chasing a girl after a conversation with my smile and all.
She was different !
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