Tux and Spell

Love The Sight

"You Miss! You've spent a whole month's shopping rations, just for a set of jewelry!" Jacob said at his house, in the room.

"It's your fault, you told me... Tell me to choose a set of diamonds! Yes, I like the biggest one, why am I looking for small diamonds?"

Jacob took a deep breath, he shook his head in disbelief at what Margy had just said. "Yes, it was my fault, from the start I took you there! For future reference, in the future, I will never take you to a luxury jewelry store again!"

"Huh! They say you're rich! They say you have a successful business! They say you're the top lawyer! Time to spend $100,000 just counting! Especially with his future wife! So how are you going to give me a living after marriage?" Margy asked defiantly, she was sitting in front of the mirror, cleaning her face, who had been out of the house all day.

"Yeah, that's different again!" Jacob replied, of course, it was different. If you are husband and wife, I will give you money for your daily life, that is your obligation, but now! Only for diamonds? 1 million dollars? Are you crazy?" Jacob was only wearing a towel that draped his waist down. He had just had a shower with wet hair. A sight to behold that lingered on. Margy had been watching him as Jacob dried his hair with a towel. His back muscles were moving swiftly. sensual, plus her wet yellowish skin.

"I didn't say that! I just wanted to have something fantastic from an extraordinary man?" Margy peered at Jacob from the mirror and winked coquettishly.

"It's you! Argghhh...!" Jacob then picked up Margy from behind and threw her on the bed.

"Remember Jacob! You promised me!"

"But your promise can no longer be enforced, considering you were so ignorant, playing a prank on me by paying that much money... You have to pay for it today! With your body!" Jacob said looking at Margy up and down, his eyes already burning with lust and Margy could no longer stop him. Jacob felt like he had waited too long, plus the clarity of their marriage, who didn't know when it would take place... And where.

"Jacob! Stop it! Quick! Stop it!" Margy asked repeatedly when Jacob kept attacking his neck, his face and Jacob's threats were really serious, he intended to immediately take revenge for what he did at the diamond shop earlier. Actually, Margy didn't mean to send Jacob's money that day, she was just having fun, wanted to see it! Was Jacob willing to pay the million-dollar bill? When asked if he would wear it, the answer was no. Margy doesn't like wearing any jewelry.

Jacob unwrapped his towel which automatically made Margy scream.

"Why pretend to be surprised? You've seen it!"

"I was drunk at the time! You made me drunk! Just to sleep with me!" Margy said the answer by closing her eyes and with a squeaky voice, Jacob managed to pin her down.

"At that time, it was the moment of love at first sight! Yes, there was nothing in my head at that time just..."Do it! Do it! Do it!" And I did, even though I can't really remember the details of the incident. So, let's reenact the scene!" Jacob bit Margy's ear and ended with the naked man's loud growl.

Jacob quickly stripped all the clothes that stuck to his target woman. In less than two minutes, all articles of clothing were stripped away.

"I love this sight!" He said sitting on his knees.

"I will do it slowly, I will do it slowly... So that you can feel every touch and movement!"

Jacob stepped forward intending to carry out his stunt tonight before his cell phone rang loudly.

Swearing, Jacob got up and picked up the phone. He regretted not turning off his phone earlier.

"Hello!" he snapped without looking at the caller id.

"Sir... There's a call, from Downtown... He's been calling you for a while but he can't." Said Robert, Roderick's assistant. He himself was without an assistant, his last assistant was fired after only two weeks on the job, Jacob was a very strict and disciplined man in his work.

"What!!" The answer again.

"Sir. Someone told me... that one of your relatives in Downtown, Mrs. Manuella... She was killed with two gunshot wounds to her neck and left chest."

"Oh...Shoot! Gosh! Oh My God. I'm there!" Jacob hung up his phone and stood still. He was shocked. The phone in his hand fell, Jacob's body shook violently. His only relative died. He has no family anymore.

"Babe! What's wrong?" Margy asked walking over to Jacob, Margy saw Jacob's face which was staring blankly and pale. Jacob stared ahead blankly.

Jacob was still silent, his body shaking. "Babe! What are you doing?!" Margy repeated starting to panic.

Jacob blinked several times. He regained his senses and turned to Margy. His gaze focused, looking at Margy who covered herself with the blanket wrapped around her.

"Manuella! Manuella's dead, she's killed... There are two gunshot marks on her body."

"Oh my God!" Margy screamed and immediately hugged Jacob. He trembled, not expecting this to happen.

"We have to get there quickly! Me! I have to take care of her, Manuella's child is still small... Poor them! You take care of the child. I take care of the body!" Jacob's hoarse voice reassured Margy that her boyfriend was truly devastated by the news they had just received.

Jacob let go of the hug and rushed to get dressed, Margy was still silent before he realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes.

The two of them ran to the car, Jacob was driving like a madman. He doesn't care about traffic signs or slippery roads. It was the middle of the night, the streets of California were empty and wet, from the pouring rain. The normal mileage took thirty minutes, this time it took only fifteen minutes, the effect of Jacob's insanely pressing the gas pedal in his car.

Arriving at the location, there was an ambulance and a police car. Jacob shook hands with several police officers.

"Sir! Is this also your client?" Asked the mustachioed police officer on duty at the scene.

"No and Yes. She is not my client... But I will handle this case, she is my adoptive mother." Jacob replied looking straight at the policeman in front of him. He knew this policeman. Santiago, a descendant of Mexico. His job made Jacob frequent contact with the police, he almost memorized all the names of the police in this city.

"Please accept my condolences!" Santiago said patting Jacob on the shoulder sympathetically.

Margy, who had been standing behind Jacob, patted her lover's back gently.

"Where is she?"

Jacob repeated Margy's question to the police, "where is she?"

"Oh.. her body is already in the ambulance."

"Son, what do you know?"

The policeman shook his head. "We don't know, when we were here there was no one on-site."

"Then who reported?"

"The neighbor, he heard gunshots and looked through his window."

"Oh my God!" Margy said in a whisper.