《The Gangleader and Me ✅✔ (Completed)》The Unexpected!
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It was finally weekend!
However, I didn't attend school last week since my Dad needed my assistance in his office, so we ended up having a 'take your child to work' week.
I predicted, he simply wanted to have some father to daughter time, but he didn't actually know how to express his intentions unless it's business related.
We hardly ever get to spend time together due to him being a millionaire and all, but I always try to avoid complaining.
The same goes for my stepmother, she's hardly around since she's a fashion designer and model.
We both, obviously don't get along much, so most times it's just me and Gracie, the house maid, in this mansion.
I jumped out of bed and I went to my bathroom to take a bath. I brushed my mouth, put on my robe and I returned to my bedroom.
After I put on my pair of underwear, I retrieved a red crop top with a black high waist shorts and a pair of matching sandals.
I combed my hair in a ponytail and I grabbed my phone from the bedside cabinet, before I went downstairs.
I entered the dining room and I took a seat at the table as I looked around at the empty chairs.
Gracie, the house maid came with my breakfast, afterwards and right on time, then I watched as she exited the dining room.
I slowly ate in silence while looking at the empty chairs at the dining table.
Minutes later, I stood up from the table and I went to the kitchen with my empty plate.
I saw Gracie washing the utensils at the kitchen sink, so I grabbed a clean towel and I started to dry the washed plates.
"No, Ashley, I will do that." She told me as she snatched the towel from my hands.
"But, I want to do it." I insisted in boredom while staring at her.
She smiled.
"I don't want to get your Mother upset." She confessed as she shook her head while looking at the kitchen sink.
"Stepmother." She quickly added while glancing at me and I nodded in agreement.
"Okay." I shrugged as I turned to walk away and I headed towards the entertainment room to watch Netflix on the smart TV.
"I'm bored...I'm bored...I'm bored! I don't have anything to do, so I'm fucking bored!" I screamed in a singing voice since no one was around then I sighed.
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After watching a movie and eating popcorn, I decided to return to my bedroom.
I stripped from my clothes to wear my pair of black bikini .
Then I went downstairs and soon after, I entered the backyard to see the outdoor pool.
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I inhaled a deep breath before I took a dive into the pool.
When I collided into the water, I realized it was body temperature. I slowly swam to the bottom of the pool with my eyes closed then I returned to the edge.
As my head came from underneath the water, I flashed my wet hair and I started to float in the pool.
"Ashley." I heard a voice and I looked to see Gracie approaching me from the back door.
I slowly swam out of the pool and I pulled myself onto the edge. She came and she handed me a towel.
"Someone is here to see you." She informed me with a nod.
"Who is it?" I asked, curiously as I began to dry my hair.
"A boy, I might say and he's currently in the living room." She confirmed.
I slowly nodded then I watched as she walked away.
"A boy?" I asked myself as I wrapped the towel around my waist.
I shrugged it off as I entered the mansion then I went straight to the living room.
When I entered, I saw a male figure sitting in the sofa and by the time I decided to walk around the sofa, I realized it was...
"Tyson?" I raised a brow then I watched as his eyes slowly checked me out.
"Hey, Ashley." He said as he stood up from the sofa in a casual blue T-shirt and black jeans.
"What are you doing here?" I questioned his appearance while his eyes were fixing on my boobs.
Just then, my step-mom entered the living room in her peach mermaid styled evening gown and hairbrush in hand...
"Oh, Ashley, you have a visitor?" She said while she pointed her hairbrush at Tyson with curiosity in her eyes.
"Unfortunately." I muttered while I glanced at Tyson.
"I didn't know you had a sister." I heard Tyson saying and I scoffed.
"Oh, aren't you funny." My stepmother chuckled at Tyson and I watched as he started to smirk.
"She's my stepmom." I informed Tyson and he looked at me before staring at my stepmother.
"Oh, it's nice to meet you, Mrs. Sky." Tyson extended his hand and she smiled as she shook his hand.
I was disgusted...maybe traumatized...there were no words to describe the way I was feeling as I rolled my eyes.
"Same, young man, but why don't you both go on up since I will be using the living room for my book club." She said as she gestured her hairbrush around the living room before looking between us.
Book club? What the...?
"Okay." I quickly said without questioning as I grabbed Tyson by the hand.
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I dragged him aside and I headed up the staircase to my bedroom then I closed the door behind us.
"There's no need to rush, I can stay for the whole day if you want, darling." I heard his ego getting big and I scoffed as I released his hand.
"You can sit anywhere, even on the floor, but don't touch anything." I informed him with a slight glare as he started to look around in my bedroom.
"Don't tell me what to do." He said while he flipped a pillow aside on the bed.
"My house...my room, I can actually tell you what to do." I said, bluntly as I stared at him and he rolled his eyes.
"Where are you going?" He asked when I turned to leave.
"Bathroom." I said as I pointed to the bathroom door inside my bedroom.
"Do you me to accompany you?" He asked, while looking curious then he slightly tilted his head to the side as he stared at me.
I glared until I saw a glimpse of small dimples on his cheeks which I haven't notice before.
Then I smiled a bit while staring at his face. He slowly raised a brow as he straightened his head with a questioning look on his face.
I rolled my eyes.
"No." I rejected before I left him inside my bedroom then I went to the bathroom.
I removed my pair of wet bikini and I slide into my clothes then I slowly returned to my bedroom.
When I entered, I saw Tyson laying on his back in my bed with his eyes closed and his arms resting underneath his head.
"I said sit, not lay." I recalled as I continued to dry my hair with a towel.
"I don't speak 'woof woof'." He told me as he opened an eye to look at me.
"And why are you here?" I asked, curiously while staring at him.
"Why didn't you come to school last week?" He questioned while he sat on my bed with his eyes opened.
"That's why you came here?" I raised an eyebrow while throwing the towel over my shoulder.
"Well, yes. I didn't have anyone precious to annoy." He confessed in an obvious tone as he looked at me and I scoffed.
"I can't believe this." I chuckled to myself as I shook my head.
"You seemed a bit surprised, why?" I heard him asking.
"This was unexpected." I admitted while I slowly walked over to my window then I looked at him.
He shrugged.
"Well, I didn't come to school last week because my Dad needed some extra hands to finish an assignment which a client didn't get to complete." I broke the silence while I ran a hand through my hair and he looked at me.
"So, you didn't missed me at all?" He slightly smirked and I almost laughed.
"Of course not." I told him while I crossed my hands underneath my chest.
He chuckled as he stood up from my bed and he ruffled his hair.
"That's a bummer." He said with an exhale of breath.
"But why would I miss you?" I chuckled while leaning against the wall.
"All you ever did was annoy the shit out of me." I recalled, bitterly and the corner of his lips curved as he looked at me.
"So you did missed me and my annoyance." He claimed as he moved away from my bed.
I scoffed.
"It seems like you're the one who missed me, since you ended up at my house today." I informed him with a small smirk playing on my lips and he chuckles while he slowly approached me.
"What can I say?" He started as he stood before me and I looked him in the eyes.
"I like seeing you get all annoyed and pissed off, blonde." He told me while he stroked my cheek and I stared at him in silence.
"But, unfortunately, I have to go now." He said while breaking the silence between us as he took a step backwards.
"Okay." I exhaled a deep breath as I walked around him.
"Let me show you the way out." I suggested as I glanced at him and he nodded while turning around to look at me.
I led him downstairs then I opened the door for him to exit the mansion. He stepped on the outside and he looked at me.
"See you at school on Monday." He told me with his hands in his pockets and I nodded.
Then he gave me one last glance before he began to walk down the driveway.
I slowly closed the door.
I returned to my bedroom and I exhaled a sigh as I laid on my bed. As I began to stretch with my eyes closed, I felt a solid object poking me in the side.
I opened my eyes to find a smartphone beside my pillows on the bed and I picked it up.
When I turned it on, I realized it was password-protected and I predicted, it belongs to Tyson.
I shrugged it off as I placed it on the cabinet beside my bed.
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