CHAPTER FIFTY - FLIRTY BASTARD

WILLIAMS’ POV

As I sat on my chair thinking of what to do my mind flew to Monica and the possibility of seeing her nudes on all major blogs in a matter of hours.

“Sir” my eyes flew to the door as my driver waked in. “We need to leave now sir, the road is clear and I think we could get your gift for your anniversary” his words caught me off guard as I remembered.

“Shit, thank you so much. I totally forgot about that, um… call the restaurant downtown to set something up and then we would stop by the jeweler on our way to the penthouse” my head banged as I gave the orders but I am never too tired to satisfy the woman I love.

As we drove through the city, I could not shake off the thoughts of the threatening package and the nude photo of Monica. But I pushed them aside, focusing on the evening ahead. I wanted to make it perfect for our anniversary.

"Sir, we are approaching the jeweler," my driver announced, breaking my train of thought.

"Great, let's make it quick," I replied, glancing