Chapter 59: I'm missing you

1005words
After checking into the hotel, Luis and I headed over to the meeting spot.. I got to meet the fucking queen and looking down at my attire, I regret not fancying up a little bit more. We were to get details from her about her nephew then interview him afterwards. Apparently Mr Royal was having a bit too much fun in the lady department and nearly getting blank out drunk at every club in the city.

The queen wanted that to disappear. She wanted the public to see her nephew for the kind man that he was. I called it bullshit but I kept that little tidbit to myself.


The queen was everything that I had imagined her to be. She was literally the definition of elegance and she had to be the sweetest person, I have ever met.

"I really hope that I could of help today. I know that my wonderful nephew Francis will be on his best behavior when he comes out. He has been acting out a bit since he realized he was coming close to the edge of taking over the family business", She snickered before sipping her coffee. 

"He's just confused  and i know how demanding this life can be", She added.


I was listening to everyone she was saying but I was still having a hard time believing this Francis guy was a decent human being. Most of the time, guys like him were spoiled, privileged assholes and they let everyone around them know it.

The doors in the back of the parlor whipped open and caught my attention. But the man coming through the doors made me stare even harder. He must be Francis and damn my libido for getting excited by him.


He flashed his perfect grin at me as he approached the queen, bending down to plant a small kiss on her cheek. "These must be the folks from the states you were telling me about", He walked right up to me and held out his hand.

I shook it but I couldn't stop staring into his piercing green eyes. The five o'clock shadow along his jaw wasn't helping and the way he smirked at me made my legs wobble. He was gloriously sexy and one look at Luis and I knew he thought so too.

" It is nice to meet you, Francis", Luis greeted stepping up beside me to shake his hand.

"Likewise. My grandma here tells me you two can fix the mess I created", His eyes turned back to me and I swear he was testing me with his brazen eyes.

"We can and we will. Where would you like to do the interview and pictures?", Luis asked. Francis never took his eyes from me as he answered Luis. "There is a little jazz club, a few miles away that I would like to take you to. It has a romantic feel and the lighting is perfect for the photos", He spoke all that with his eyes on me.
 
I tried to pull my eyes away from him but I was like a moth drawn to his light. What the hell is wrong with me?!. When he finally stepped away from me, I was able to tear my gaze away. My cheeks were blushing and I found that I was staring at the floor. Anywhere but back at him again.

How he was affecting me so much was beside me. I was normally never like this but I just couldn't help myself with him. Then I realized that's how he has been getting in trouble. He was a force to be reckoned and I'm sure most of women throw themselves at him.

"Perfect. Should we head now?", Luis broke my internal thoughts as I brought my eyes back to Francis to gauge his reaction. "Yes, now would be fine, I will have my driver take us there. Do you have everything that you need?", He nodded down at our gear that was on the floor.

"Yep, we're good to go", Luis responded.

Francis swung his arm out toward the door as Luis and I grabbed our things, thanked the queen then made our exist. I could feel Francis's body heat behind me as we walked through the expansive hallways and it took out everything I had not to turn and look at him over my shoulder.

But when I finally did, he smirked down at me as if he knew the entire time that I would do this

We reached the front doors and stepped out in the chilly air, finding an expensive black car waiting us at the front steps.  "That was quick", I thought to myself.

Francis's driver held the door open for us as we piled in. I got stuck in the middle of the two, uncomfortably pressed against Francis and I found that I was holding up my breath. Why was he making me so damn nervous.

Staring down at my phone, I realized just then that I never took if off the airplane mode and fixed it. As soon as I did, my phone blew up. There were a few missed calls and even more text messages coming through.

"Jesus, Lynn who is blowing up your phone?", Luis asked trying to peek over my shoulder to snoop. 

"I'm about to find out", i replied tapping on the messages icon first.

My heart sank when I saw that they were mostly from Drake. I was almost afraid of opening them, but my thumb automatically clicked on his phone. 

DRAKE: Didn't wake up in bed with you. Hope Luis is okay.

DRAKE: Not ashamed to say I'm missing you. Is Luis fine?. What's going on?!

DRAKE: I'm thinking your phone died, and now I'm text talking to myself..... Reply if you get this.

DRAKE: Dakota said she saw you packing your bags and taking off this morning. Are we cool? I didn't upset you last night, did i?

DRAKE; Okay last text, I promise. Hit me back.
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