Wait, it isnât what you think or whatever youâre possibly thinking happened. She was healed by the time we started. So yes I did manage to fix her key point vessels, sheâs no longer paralysed."
Listening to Milesâ explanation, Graceâs eyes gleamed in amazement in the casual way he said it.
âA couple of key point vessels? Something certified doctors had deemed permanent and incurable could be casually treated?â
In Graceâs mind, her image of Miles and his mysterious background grew immensely.
Just when she was in deep thought about how this could greatly benefit her and she could finally complete her long term plan of moving away to a faraway country by saving enough money, Miles cut through her thoughts.
"Hum, I have been thinking about this lately..." seeing he had caught her attention, he continued. "... Obviously, youâre the Boss and should be present to manage your business. So instead of tagging along for home services, how about you assign me an assistant. And oh, yes, I already have someone in mind."
Stunned, Grace tilted her head towards him, wondering what he was possibly up to.
She paused for a second, hinting to him to clarify her.
"Well, there is this black lady. Sheâs got neat braids and seems to be in her mid twenties."
"Aaliyah?"
Grace looked stunned for a moment and suddenly blurted a name.
Not like he knew, but Miles nodded.
"Sheâs my distant cousin. No way."
Grace shook her head in refusal and reaffirmed her grip on the steering.
Knowing who Miles was beneath the scheme he thought she hadnât seen through, Grace couldnât bear the thought of possibly sharing the same dick with Aaliyah. Although they were distant cousins, there was an existing gap in levels between them.
Thinking back to what she witnessed and went through in Carolinaâs house to what later went down in her office despite her being disciplined and restrained. She could already imagine Aaliyah sucking Milesâ dick and shouting as he pounded her.
In fact, it could be anybody but not family or employees.
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âWait, did I just sense jealousy and the voice of privilege?â
Miles smiled and it swiftly turned to a grin directed at Grace with no subtle camouflage to mask it from her.
"What?"
Seeing his grin, Grace asked with a frown, still not liking the idea in the slightest.
"Sounds like someone is jealous and doesnât want to share my cock with her beloved cousin." Miles jeered, causing Grace to almost step on the brake and somersault the car. Fortunately, it was just a sudden jolt before she released the brake
âFuck!â A chill traveled down his spine at this grave mistake.
Grace didnât seem to take it lightly with him either, she instantly swerved the car to the road side and stopped.
"What did you just say?" She snapped sharply at him, the accumulated anger at herself surging like a tide.
Miles was too stunned to reply that he froze .
âDid I step in her tail?â
Seeing that Miles didnât respond, her anger surged even more that she stared into his face.
"Cock you say? That pesky 7 inches of yours thinks itâs earned the title to be called a cock? You better be kidding me and get down that high horse. If you donât like this job, then quit. Iâll be fine without you."
She barked at him, her grip on the steering tightening that she even wanted to punch it.
âWait, why does he suddenly look handsome and when did he dye those streaks.â
Suddenly, she was captivated by Milesâ look and her eyes softened.
The moment he noticed this, Miles sneered and bit back.
" Pesky 7 inches you say? You didnât know that when you begged me to fuck your dripping cunt? Or when I fucked you over your office desk last night too." He stopped and shook his head."
"Pfft I would feel greatly insulted by that, but fortunately for you Iâm willing to test my cock on you. And trust youâll regret knowing the beasts youâve awakened."
Was this an outburst or blatant confession that he wanted to fuck her so she would regret what she just said?
Grace instinctively closed her legs, feeling it get moist at everything Miles said.
âAm I already a whore?â She couldnât help think, her anger disappearing like it was never there, she heaved and tried to control her breathing.
Seeing her calm down...
âShit, I was expecting her to let out another outburst then I would shush her with a kiss. After that, I would take the potion and place her hand on my dick, feeling it new length, then weâll drive to her apartment where Iâll let loose a furious devastation on her pussy.â
Everything was already planned out in his head but Grace was just too damn good at controlling her emotions.
Thinking about how he failed, he switched to comforting mode.
"Is it about that guy?" He asked, causing Grace to snap her head up, fear glinting in her eyes.
" Which guy?" She asked, a little too sharplyâ confirming his guess.
Milesâ expression darkened.
"The guy that dropped you off last night... is he blackmailing you?"
Grace shuddered, her eyes widening.
âHow did he know?â
Her lips trembled.
A heavy silence dwelled between them as they stared at each other.
Eventually, Grace bit her lips softly and looked away. That way, she could nod without being too dazed by his handsome looks.
Miles blinked twice when he noticed it.
"I can help you take care of him, but youâll have to agree to two conditions."
Miles suddenly said, causing Grace to snap her head once more with a look of astonishment tracing every inch of her face.
"Chill, I canât possibly kill him, right? I have my waysâ"
Realizing how comical that sounded, he cut himself short halfway and let his reassuring gaze settle her worries.
âIs he going to use his family connections and take him out?â
She honestly didnât care if the man that made her life a living hell died, so she gave it a few seconds of thoughts and spoke up.
"What are your conditions?"