JAXON'S P.O.V
I don't even know why we're good through this. I trust Richard will get me the best of the best. Yes, we're strengthen security cause mother thinks it's not safe. I am in a café with mother waiting for Richard but no one's arrived yet.
"I'm thinking of leaving, mom."
"I told you it's the traffic, they're just two minutes late. Just relax."
RELAX.
After seven minutes of wait, a black motorbike parks out followed by a black Rover.
A man in a white shirt and black pants hops out. His pepper hair is slicked back and soon a lady in a black dress walks out and he takes her hand. The lady has long auburn hair falling to her back and once she turns, I spot her ocean blue eyes.
The slowly head in and turn straight to us. Oh, it's Richard.
As soon as he approaches us, mom pops out of her seat,"Richard, Cassandra, a pleasure meeting you after this long."
Cassandra. Never heard much about her except that she's Richard's wife.
"Hello Mary, nice meeting you too and hello Jaxon."
"Hello." I say looking at both of them.
"Shall we start," she asks opening his bag and taking a seat after mother nods.
We go through the agents on by one. But my eyes are glued on the person on the bike outside.
"Isabelle does this too," I hear mother ask surprised. Richard nods smiling,"And not only for us but a few more establishments as well.
"Who is Isabelle?" I ask confused.
Mom passes me the pad and I spot a beautiful slim girl. She has crystal blue eyes and brown curls that look more golden.
"Who is she?" I ask totally ogling the picture.
"I think you got some droll." mom says teasing me.
"Who is she?" I ask looking back at the pad.
"Isabelle, our daughter," he days before they all start laughing.
"How come I don't know her. I didn't even know you had a child other than Davis."
Mom slaps my head from behind,"Why? She's not that kind of girl, not like those fools you're always around," she turns back to Richard ,"How long as he been doing this?"
"Since she was she was eighteen."
"And how old is she now?" Mother asks excited.
"Twenty-one."
"So she's spent for years in the field," she asks surprised .
"Yes and is among the top three most wanted."
"Then we're work with her," mother quickly says.
Yes! I love you mom.
"But you never–"
"That's our decision and it's final."
"*Sighs*She actually is outside."
She's the one outside.
"Then why did she say out?" Mother asks.
"Because no agent is allowed to know about the conversation. It's a rule everyone must follow including Isabelle and Davis but I'll call her in right away."
Mother nods excitedly.
"What are you exchange about?" I ask.
"It been twelve years since I last saw her. Of course I'm excited. Now, leave me alone."
Richard presses a few buttons and presses the phone to his ear. I watch as the girl grabs her phone from her bag and receive the call," Come in," are the only words he says and hangs up.
I wash as she places her phone in her pocket and takes her black helmet off letting her hair fall back to her butt. She climbs off the bike and that's when her eyes meet mine. I don't know why but I can't breathe. A smirk forms on those red little luscious lips. She walks in her my eyes roam her body. She might be a five six . She's in black tight and a white T-shirt tucked in and a leather jacket plus knee length boots.
I look back at her face and she's still got that smirk," You called for, Richard."
Richard? She calls her father by name.
"Yes, you have been assigned to work for Jaxon and his family from now onwards. Is this okay?"
She raises a brow hee smirk even growing,"It's more than okay, Richard. When do I start?"
"Today," as soon as she hears this her smirk disappears and I'm the one with it now.
"T–today? But today–"
"Work Isabelle."
"Is that all Richard?" She asks clearly angry.
Richard nods and picks up his stuff.
" Okay, goodbye you two," he says and leaves with his wife.
"Isabelle, God you've grown much. How are you?"
"Oh, good. Apologies but do I know you?"
"We met twelve years ago. That day when you ran around the entire house when you got your first me–"
"NO!"she interrupts mom,"I–I remember, you explained to me what was going on."
"Her first what, mom?" I ask wanting to know.
"I'd rather you mind your own business," Isabelle says angry.
"Oh love, I'll let you get along,"mother says and rushes for the door.
"So? You're my bodyguard," I can't help but admire her body again.
"A coffee?"
"Sure but only when we're done with your.....crisis." she says as she shamelessly checks me out too.
"Seems you have taken a liking towards me."
She laughs a little and I'm now sure she's actually nervous.
"I don't mix business with pleasure as much fun and exciting it is." She says and walks out.
I'LL GET YOU. I ALWAYS GET THEM.
