*5

**Mavin**

After finishing my bath, I stepped into my bedroom to put on a casual blue top and black trousers.

I walked toward the mirror to comb my short black hair, as I didn’t keep a beard. I stared at my neck and noticed sore, scratch marks. I knew they were Thelma's doing.

I frowned, and my mind recalled the moment I had entered her warmth. I was beginning to remember what had happened between me and Thelma.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't bring myself to stop thinking about the previous night, and my head ached at the memories, causing me to groan in annoyance.

"Damn it!" Even though the medicine or whatever drug Adam had given me had worn off, I was still experiencing hot flashes and headaches.

I thought about warning Sir Adam again never to try such nonsense on me again or to follow my grandpa's orders. If he did, he would be fired and dealt with—thrown in jail.

Adam Howard was a 53-year-old man who had been with me for a long time. He liked calling me "boss," saying he did it "to motivate me and remind me of my rank and who I am in City B."

I sighed and finally walked away from the mirror. After applying my perfume, I left my bedroom and went downstairs to accompany my grandfather to the hospital as promised.

Grandpa was smiling throughout, like someone who had won a trophy. He was already neatly dressed in a brown garment. I walked toward the dining room to have breakfast with him.

I took my seat at the long golden dining table, settling into a chair across from my grandfather. I told him, "Grandpa, I'm not happy with what you did last night."

"What did I do wrong, Mavin?" Grandpa's smile was still bright on his old face, and I knew he was fully aware of what he had done.

"Aren't you the one who arranged for Adam to send that young lady to me last night? Why, Grandpa?" I was very angry to say such things. I had gone through my grandfather's will, and he stated that if I didn't marry before the year ended, he would give his company and hotel to the poor while he was still alive. I had only two months left before the year ended, and today was October 18.

"Don't ask me why, Mavin. It's not like she's ugly. Don't you like the young woman that Adam brought to you last night? We can search for her again and bring her back to you if you want her back, or we can look for another woman for you," Grandpa said, waiting for Angela to step out of the kitchen with his herbal tea. I replied, "No, Grandpa. I don't need her again. And don't ever try to do that with me again. I won't take it lightly with you." I slightly warned my grandpa, and he hummed, "Hmm..."

Angela is the head maid in my mansion, which I bought five years ago when I turned 24 years old. We moved out of the old family house, which was our general family house and Grandpa's house too.

"Good morning, boss. What should I serve you this morning?" Angela politely asked me as she finished serving my grandfather his herbal tea, just the way he liked it.

I sighed and turned my gaze from my grandfather's face to Angela's yellow face. She was a middle-aged woman, and most of the female staff working in my mansion were also middle-aged, except for the younger maids who were recently employed. I wasn't very familiar with them, as my mansion is very spacious with many rooms.

"Just tea and bread. Make it fast, as we're already running late," I told Angela, glancing at the dining room wall clock. I saw it was already 9 AM.

I sighed again, knowing that my grandpa's treatment time was around 10 AM with his doctor. I waited for Angela to serve my breakfast.

After finishing my tea with Grandpa at the dining table, I stood up and escorted him outside to my car. He sat in the backseat, and I shut the door for him before hopping into the driver's seat.

I started the engine and drove out of my premises. As I drove around the city, I arrived at the magnificent Saint Peter Hospital in City B. I drove into the hospital parking lot and parked my car.

I stepped out and walked over to the passenger side door to assist my grandpa in stepping down. Together, we walked into the hospital lobby.

My mind kept drifting back to the pretty yellow lady I had slept with the previous night.

The way her body felt so soft made me harder. Whenever I glanced at any pretty yellow lady with blonde hair in the OPD section of the hospital, my heart skipped a beat, thinking the blonde lady might be Thelma.

"Oh no!" I grimaced, and my grandpa noticed my expression.

"What's the matter with you, Mavin? Are you still thinking about that young lady?" he asked.

"No, Grandpa," I replied coldly. We walked to sit on a chair in the OPD waiting room.

I took out my phone and slid the screen to unlock it. I immediately called my office assistant, Henry Black.

"Hello, boss," Henry spoke as soon as the call connected, answering on the second ring.

"Inform Mrs. Tonia Briggs that I won't be arriving at the office on time today. I went to the hospital with Grandpa, and she should reschedule most of my business meetings with the top clients for noon. You can attend to the rest that are arriving," I instructed Henry. He was my trusted assistant, helping me monitor all my company activities in my absence.

"Alright, boss. Anything else?" Henry asked.

"No, that's all," I replied.

I ended the call and continued to wait for the queue to reduce until it was my grandpa's turn.

Soon, we finally stood up from the guest seats and walked into the doctor's office.

Grandpa was an 85-year-old man, yet he could walk without a walking stick and was still mischievous by nature.

"Good morning, Mr. White," Doctor Amari Hanks smiled at us. She was my grandpa's favorite doctor.

Grandpa loved having women treat him and touch him. Doctor Amari asked my grandpa, "How are you feeling today, Grandpa Charlie White?"

"I'm good," Grandpa replied with a smile, but I remained silent as I sat beside him in the guest chair.

My mind was preoccupied with memories of the previous night with Thelma.

With the fact that Adam had told me he didn't pay Thelma, I felt guilty as I kept remembering all the nasty things I had done to her when we were together on my bed.

I couldn't believe that what Adam had given me in replacement of water would have such a strong effect. I really needed to find Thelma quickly so I could pay her for the night we shared and stop feeling guilty about my actions.

"Are you feeling fine today, Mr. Mavin?" Doctor Amari asked me, as she preferred to call me by my name.

I met her big brown eyes staring at me and replied, "Yes, I'm fine. Please attend to my grandpa first; I'm not a patient."

"But you're sweating a lot, despite the air conditioning in my office. Sometimes it's good to do a bodily checkup on yourself and not wait until your body totally collapses before you do one," Doctor Amari advised politely.

I replied, "Okay, I will consider it, but not today, as I didn't plan to do any checkup, and I have a business meeting to attend at noon."

I was still feeling pain, but I didn't want to be confined to a hospital bed.

Doctor Amari smiled sadly and said, "Hmm, it's just friendly advice, Mr. Mavin. But I can run a quick checkup on you if you want it fast."

Doctor Amari was a married woman, yet she had a flirtatious tongue that irritated me. She was a young lady, and her looks suggested she was quite the flirt.

It was clearly written all over her face and in her body language, and the way her big brown eyes shone seductively at me, reminded me of the big blue-eyed lady I had slept with the previous night.

Now I understood better why she had so many patients waiting outside her office door. Even those who weren't truly sick would love to visit her hospital just to have her touch their skin.

I guessed that's why my grandpa always loved to visit her hospital. The hospital belonged to her family and had been passed down to her as her inheritance since it was an enormous building.

I heard she was happily married, and I was sure Grandpa would have wished Doctor Amari was a single young lady so he could propose to her on my behalf.

But I didn't like her and only tolerated her flirtatious demeanor because she was my grandpa's doctor.

"Grandpa, you look so happy today. What's the good news?" Doctor Amari finally asked.

Grandpa smiled as she finished checking his vitals. He replied, "I'm just happy to see you today, Doc."

"Mm," Doctor Amari blushed, her big brown eyes shining again, reminding me of the big blue-eyed lady I had slept with the previous night.

"That's good to hear, Grandpa. I've written out some of your new medication, and you can meet with the nurses on duty to collect it before you leave. Thank you for visiting us today," Doctor Amari said as we stood up to leave her office.

"Thanks," Grandpa replied, but I didn't say a word as we exited her office and headed home shortly after collecting Grandpa's medicine from the hospital pharmacy.