Chapter 173 NARROW ESCAPE
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"What's going on?" Ann asks as she takes a step toward me and I quickly turn to her, "Nothing, Ann. Just normal greetings." I lie and then pull her out of the gym with me.
I don't want that Brat to reveal Tessa's name in front of Ann.
If somehow Ann gets to know about his interference in Tessa's life it could create a big problem for my and Tessa's relationship.
Hence, it's better if Ann stays unknown about this matter.
"Andrew, has he done something?" Ann interrogates with concerned eyes.
Oh, Ann, a kid couldn't harm me.
"No, Ann. He is just a kid." I try to console Ann's emotions and she looks at me in doubt. "I should talk to Mr. Marven, he should keep his son under his watch. He is always in trouble." Ann starts to get upset when I start to comfort her and cool her anger.
"He did nothing, Ann. He is just a kid, I was there to warn him to not mess with our business. Like look at him, from which angle he looks serious about Jewel's business, does he even have any idea what this is that he is demanding from his dad so stubbornly."
I tell reasonably and Ann nods her head in agreement.
"Let him go this time, Ann." I try to convince Ann and finally, she nods her head in acceptance.
"Great, Let's go for breakfast." I kiss her knuckles and then pull her back to her room while secretly sighing in relief.
Thank Goodness, she didn't hear anything regarding Tessa.
****
"This is the resort's name and her room number," Ann hands me the report card and a room key and I act to look puzzled.
Even when inside I know it's Tessa's room key card and the resort where she is staying at the moment.
"Don't you want to visit her too?" Ann questions.
"Who, Ann?" I asked innocently.
"Tessa." She emphasizes and I try to keep a straight face.
"I don't want to see her, Ann."
BOOM
Ann was taken aback by my statement and she looked at me in complete shock.
"Why?" She asks after a while, recovering from the shock.
"I have understood that she is here for a purpose and I shouldn't drag on this." Ann's eyes widened in disbelief and I tried hard to maintain a poker face.
It's going well, Andrew. Keep pretending.
"Good that you have understood this now, Andrew," Ann says with delight and I nod my head in response.
"So, when have you planned to go back to Denver?" She asks to change the subject.
Oh F**k, isn't she supposed to tell me that it's fine now that I have realized my mistake and I could go back to living normally with my wife.
"Uhmm. Tomorrow, I will leave." I tell her, what's the reason for staying here when I am not even able to go to my Tessy, my love.
"Ok, I am going to stay for more time here, so then, I'll see you after some time," Ann informs.
"Yeah, take your time Ann. Work is also important and please take care of yourself. You look weaker than before." I tell her in concern and she nods her head obediently, "I will."
Tonight, I call Tessa and all I get in response is her cries and sobs.
My heart feels painful after hearing her sobs. I feel like my heart has been squeezed out by someone slowly and it's painful, very painful, and suffocating too.
I try my best to console Tessa but she looks inconsolable as she keeps crying continuously.
Sigh…
When one thing gets better the other thing has to turn worse.
What a life…
****
The next day, I leave for Denver and rest at home for the whole day.
I am not in the mood to see anyone and after hearing Tessa's cries again today my mood seems to sulk more. I feel like an ant in a hot pan jumping alone in the mansion all the time.
In the evening, I decided to go out because the four walls around me were giving me a vibe of being captive and I couldn't take it anymore.
I need some fresh air and alcohol too to relax for a while.
Or to forget my sorrows and worries for some time.
I drove straight to the club where I used to hang out with my friends once upon a time.
THE BLACK BOX
I guess it's been 8 years since I last visited this place. It has changed a lot as I enter and look around the place. All crowded but thankfully they provide separate cabins for privacy, I choose one cabin and then order a few wine bottles.
I sit there in peace and just then a few girls start to come in my way to seduce me when I raise my hand and stop them from approaching. The music was loud. That's good because it's making my mind distracted from all the disasters happening in my life.
The waitress brings the wine bottles and I tip her nicely so she won't keep coming back to me to disturb my peace.
I start drinking wine while looking around at all kinds of people, some young, some old, some respected and charming, and some goons. All kind of men comes here for what pleasure, peace, sex.
I was enjoying my alone time, feeling slightly drunk when I heard a loud THUD.
Instead of so loud music, the sound of THUD was clear and I looked in the direction.
A woman who was dancing at the pole a little while ago is on the floor and whimpering from the pain, a man comes over and then pulls her hair mercilessly as he starts punching her face.
What the hell?
My blood starts to boil and impassively I rush toward the man and punch him straight in the face.
BAM
"Get Off Her," I growl, and suddenly the music stops.
I pick up the woman who looks in a miserable state. There is slight blood on her mouth, I take out the handkerchief to hand her to wipe her mouth when suddenly someone pounces on me from behind.
And I indulge in a fight, soon I realize it's not one but three men I am fighting, slowly the alcohol also starts to fade away from my blood as I stand firmly and the three men lay on the ground groaning.
CLAP … CLAP … CLAP …
In the silent area where only the groaning sounds of men were coming add a loud crisp sound of someone clapping accompanying the footsteps coming towards me.
"You are a brave man who dares to stand against me. I would like to know your name, Sir?" He asks politely, but his voice and aura give danger.
"If there is any debt pending, I am willing to pay." I offer, after all trashing these women has always been one reason "Pending Debts"
"Oh, we have a rich man here…" The man says with a sarcastic smile, "But, this isn't about the debt, she has stolen my thing." He pointed at the woman with deep disgust in his eyes.
"I am willing to compensate for that too," I tell him in a firm voice.
"Chch… Chch… Too late… I have already recovered my good from her…" He pauses, his gaze sharp on me, "But the punishment of stealing from Hawks could never compensate for anything. She has to get punished."
He says with a stern face and I frown.
"Hawk?" My memory clicks as I look at the man's face clearly. It is slightly dark in the club with red and black lights all over but I am able to see his features. He is tall, an inch smaller than me, and the black suit is making him look like a bad guy.
His suit looks expensive, and so as his watch, he has diamond cufflinks, super-rich, it means.
His face was shaved nicely, his hair combed at the side deep black in color.
His eyes should be deep brown and the cut at his brow, I couldn't see properly.
F**k but I could try my luck here.
"Are you Jethro Hawk?" I ask in doubt and the man looks at me with a blank face, "So, now you know… Who are you, huh?"
"Andrew Jack."
BOOM
I tell him and he pauses, I smirk because his reaction proves he is indeed Jethro.
"Andrew?" He raises his brow as he takes a few steps towards me and then raises his hand, "Lights."
Suddenly the dark bar lights up and there I see the deep brown eyes and the slight cut on the right eye's brow.
"F**k, Andrew, it's you." He exclaims and I grin widely, "Jethro Hawk, what have you become?"
We hug warmly and all the tense surrounding fades in an instant turning into a warm and overwhelming surrounding.
"Why do you look so pathetic?" Jethro asks and I shrug, "I got married."
"F**k, I could guess." He laughs and then I look at the woman who is obediently sitting on the ground with her lips still bleeding.
"Let her go, Jethro. Your man had already beaten her badly." I try to make a request.
"Oh, Man… Anything for you but this… This woman has insulted me, the Hawks, I couldn't let her go without being punished. Other people would make fun of me, describing me as a weak leader." He says, his brows furrowed in distress.
"A leader?" I look at him in amusement.
"Yup, shit happens to me too, Man." He says and his face gets a sadistic smile.
"Take her away." He orders his men and the woman starts shouting for help.
"Jethro…" I try to convince him when he holds my arm and pulls me with him into a private cabin. "Let's talk there."
He says as he pulls me inside and I look at him with slight shock.
Jethro? A Leader?
