Babysitter for the CEO novel Chapter 7

Perfect Specimen Gym house.

This is the best gym home in Y city. Only the elites can afford to get in and it's owned by Jack's acquaintance. Hence, he took Nelson to the VIP section where he met with the handsome owner who was running on a treadmill. He's tall, has hazel brown eyes that could hypnotize, red lips, a chiseled jawline, broad shulders and biceps. His waist lacked any fat and silently spoke of the hours the owner had spent on making his body look fit always.

"OMG! Who is this hot pie, Jack? Where did you find him, and why did you hide him from me? Such a sexy darling. Look at the muscles, the biceps, the waist, the hips," Nelson exclaimed as he ran to hug the stunned owner.

"The waist is tiny yet solid. I LIKE IT!" Nelson declared with his eyes twinkling stars.

Jack sighed and walked towards them. He held Nelson by his trousers and dragged him away.

"Hey Jackie darling, you can't do this to me. I'm just lauding him for all his hard work. Could it be that you are... envious?" Nelson teased Jack resulting him being dragged away with brute force, his pants almost tore.

"Darling, be considerate will you? Your hurting my waist and backside and even my baby maker. Don't you want me to produce little angels for you to hold. Lessen your force darling" Nelson whined.

"Hey, put me down. I deserve some face alright? Put me down, my boxer shorts are exposed. Oh no, I think my butt is exposed too. Oh, how can I face others now? Darling put me down" Nelson complained but unfortunately, the block of ice carrying him isn't called ruthless for nothing.

"Ah, my reputation" Nelson cried hypocritically.

After a while, Jack arrived at a secret passageway that led to an underground room where he tossed Nelson unto a sofa carelessly. He looked like a wronged wife who was on the verge of tears.

"How am I gonna face the world? Everyone had seen me naked" Nelson wiped his face that lacked tears.

"Stop your act. State your aim. You do not know how much of my time you already wasted. Be straightforward; no one can hear us here" Jack looked at his watch again before sitting another sofa opposite Nelson cross-legged.

"Darling, you're no fun at all. No wonder Lisa doesn't like you. How about you give her to me, let me pamper her for one day and let's see whether she'd still recognize you as her dad tomorrow," Nelson continued poking at this irked dragon's butt.

"One, stop using that tone on me, it's creepy. Two, don't call me darling. I'm a man for heaven's sake and three the next time you refuse to be straightforward when you meet me, you'll pay for the time wasted," Jack stated coldly.

"Ah, I'm poor so I can't afford to pay you" Nelson whined looking like someone had shot an arrow that went straight into his chest.

"But you can afford to ride in a Maybach" Jack wasn't deceived. If this pig head was poor then what about those on the streets? Were they ghosts?

"I'm so unlucky. A block of ice is my friend. I'm in pain..." he couldn't continue his whining because Jack had suddenly stood up and rushed to him with shocking speed. He tried to dodge but was a step too late. He got hit in the face and for a few seconds he was stunned before another punch sent him

back to reality.

"Darling, you hit me? How can I face the world looking like this?" Nelson was no longer in the mood to play anymore. The temperature in the room was rising, but it soon reduced lower than normal.

"Ha, Ice and Fire, whose gonna win and who's gonna lose?" Nelson spoke with gritted teeth.

"As usual, it's always me" Jack arrogantly said irking Nelson even more.

"Bastard, eat my fist" Nelson threw a punch at him but Jack dodged.

"Sorry, weaklings like you aren't worthy to touch me." Jack said with disdain.

"Hey!" Nelson tried to hit him again but Jack caught hold of his hand and threw him to the sofa where he had sat earlier. He also threw a piece of paper at him.

"The time I spent with you is worth 3 million dollars. Remember to transfer the money. Have a good day,Mr Nelson Woodley" Jack put hands in his pockets and walked out of the room elegantly; an evil smirk on his lips.

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The owner of Perfect Specimen was now doing push-ups but when he saw Jack he stopped what he was doing and went over to him.

"Who's that creepy fellow you brought? He nearly abused me! And you need to pay for the shock I went through," he whined to an unsympathetic Jack.

"Don't fret, he'll pay you 30 million as compensation for your pain. Now I'm free to go, right?" Jack heartlessly sold poor nelson to this money grubber.

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