Chapter Thirty-Two – He’s popular.

Charles was home when I got back. He was sleeping in his car outside our gate.

Honk! Honk!

My driver tried waking him up but he didn’t budge. I thanked my driver and came out of the car to Charles'.

His dreams were so good it had him drooling. I took a good picture. Could be useful in the future. For blackmailing or birthday pics.

“Hey, sir. Are you dreaming of you swimming in a gold lake or something. Wake up cos you’re in your own drool”.

I giggled while massaging his neck. He sleepily asked me to let him be and I laughed louder....