Mr Winters [Part 1]

It wasn’t the first time the police had pulled Hugo Winters into their interrogation room and played good cop bad cop with him when he refused to cooperate. But just as usual, he always found himself walking out of the precinct with a smug smile on his face, as the police had once again missed something vital that his attorney, Sarah Rayne, had picked up and used against them.

He and Sarah had become a team. An unstoppable force that even the police couldn’t handle. No matter what evidence they may have gathered against Hugo, whether that being legitimate evidence or fabricated (which he was sure had happened on a number of occasions), Sarah always found loopholes in their accusations that left him a free man.

Now standing at the top of the stairs of the precinct, feeling untouchable, a swarm of bottom-feeders gathered around him. Shoving microphones in his face, asking for a response after being taken to the precinct for the third time this month. He forced his annoyance away and began walking to his car that was already awaiting his arrival. With tape recorders, cameras and phones floating around him, he had to contain his anger before losing his composure. He despised reporters. All they did was feed off of others fame and success, and knowing the trials and tribulations Hugo had to cross to get to where he was, being the CEO of his own firm, he was not interested in giving people freebies. Especially if none were handed to him in his time of dire need.

Nearing his car, a female stood in front of him blocking him from entering his vehicle.

“Mr Winters, do you have any comments following the third arrest being made to you this month?” Hugo’s mouth opened to dismiss the woman’s question, when Sarah came from beside him.

“Mr Winters would not be answering yours,” she then looked at the rest of the other eager reporters who were waiting for any sort of information that could give them a story. “…or any of your questions. Good day.”

And with that, Sarah swiftly moved the bottom-feeder out of his way, giving him access to his vehicle. He sat in the passengers seat at the back, whilst Sarah got in with him. Closing the door, Sarah instructed Ainsworth to drive them to Hugo’s second property.

“Second?”

“Hugo, if those many assholes can gather at your release, imagine how many are lurking at your house. The second property is best, just for privacy. Until I can get a court order for all of them.”

Hugo smiled at her. He didn’t only hire Sarah because he knew her for most of his life, but because the way her brain functioned was beyond unique. She was fast on her feet and more in her brain. She thought of outcomes and solutions before problems even rose. That along with her on-going loyalty to him had deserved her the position of his right hand man, well woman.

“Well, someone’s a little tense.”

She shot him an angry look and he returned her glare with a cheeky grin. Shuffling his body closer to her as she returned her attention back into her briefcase.

“I’m not tense Hugo, I’m just doing my job,” She looked at him with frustrated eyes “far more often than I would like, if I’m quite frank. Can’t you stay out of the police eye for a second?”

He rolled his eyes and slid back into his original position, knowing she was going to talk his ear off about reducing his illegal activities and staying clean for a couple of months. She ordered Ainsworth to give them some privacy, whilst facing Hugo as the partition began rising.

“Not now Sarah, we’ve got more important things to deal with.”

“And this isn’t important? Hugo, I’ve only given you the best of my ability, but soon they may not stumble, the police might actually do their jobs right and there won’t be no way I could pull you out of it.”

He looked at her and gave her another one of his cheeky grins, making her roll her eyes. She pulled sheets of paper out of her briefcase and shook them towards him, not giving him eye contact. He grabbed her hand surprising her and then pulled her towards him, dropping her briefcase in the process and other loose sheets of paper. He grabbed her neck and pulled her towards him, making sure both their eyes were locked onto each other.

“Mm, I wonder if you still taste sweet?”

Her cheeks flushed whilst he continued to admire her beauty. Sarah had not only been Hugo’s attorney and friend, but on rare occasions the reason as to why they connected became blurred and more than just what the public were aware of. A connection Hugo knew far too well how to ignite and awaken, but also shut down. She held a strong persona in front of the cops, but when it came to Hugo, he knew what buttons to press to keep her silent and turn that stern face into something worth watching for a lifetime.

“Not now Hugo.” She said breathlessly.

“I haven’t even started yet,” He said kissing her jawline, slowly moving towards her neck, where her neck beat visibly due to her excitement. “Besides, you seemed tense and you know you work better when you’re more relaxed.”

With her hands still clenched around the papers, he used his free hand to caress her chest through her shirt as he began kissing her neck. Her throat worked to keep her moans quiet. Dropping the papers she clutched to on the floor, she used her free hand to caress his head as he planted soft kisses on her. He moved from her neck to her lips, which were parted slightly, teasing her by biting down on her bottom lip enough to cause her to grow impatient and pull his head closer to her to embrace the kiss fully. Feeling more and more hungry with each kiss they shared, Hugo began reaching for the buttons on her shirt, finding his mind stilled, as all he did was focus on Sarah and releasing his steady building desire. Until Ainsworth’s voice cut through the speakers, tearing them apart, but only by a fraction as reality came crashing back into Hugo’s mind.

“Sorry to disturb you Mr Winters, but I’ve noticed we have a tail. What would you like me to do about it?”

Sarah turned in her seat in attempt to catch any type of detail of the tail, but Hugo gently tugged her to face the front as he calmly thought of a way to deal with the issue.

“Leave them to tail us, however take note of the drivers license plate number and then give it to me when we reach the hills.”

“Very well.”

Hugo knew he hadn’t needed to worry with whom ever was following him, because he made sure he surrounded himself with able people. If he really wanted the tail gone, he knew Ainsworth would have done things a chauffeur didn’t need to do, to make sure the job was done. Especially with Ainsworth once having been in the army, he knew that his eyesight was more than capable of driving safely whilst still getting the license plate of the tail. Focusing back on Sarah, who was still tangled in his embrace, he smiled giving her a light kiss on the lips.

“Mr Winters, you know you play far too much?” She smiled whilst analysing his face.

“Only with you Miss Rayne. However currently, all I request from you is to make the charges go away.”

She pulled away from his embrace and grabbed the paper she’d let go of, during their heated moment of passion.

“I nearly forgot since you pulled me,” Still focusing on the scattered paper laid near their feet. “I sorted two of the charges.”

“How’d you manage to do that?” He said letting go off of her slightly, so she had easier access in picking up her papers.

“Me? Apart from working my magic, like I always do, I had a quick talk with you’re accountant and she let me know you had loose change hanging around, so I paid most of them. However, others are demanding a lot more.”

“How much more?”

“Enough that I’d need you to confirm the amount they are suggesting. It’s a lot, but we have other ways of making those charges go…” Hugo lightly chuckled and faced Sarah.

“And I thought you said I should cut down on the illegal activities huh?”

She shrugged her shoulders and returned her focus back on gathering the papers. Hugo kept quiet thinking about what Sarah was suggesting. Getting rid of some of those pestering people seemed very ideal to Hugo. However, being under tight observation by the police, he was sure that wasn’t the best way to get rid of some of the people who had been bothering him. Knowing the police would be eager to arrest him if they were under the suspicion he was doing anything illegal, Hugo thought better of just simply ‘getting rid’ of those other people. He stared at Sarah, who was now analysing some of the claims she spoke of. They were a powerful pair. He never mixed business with pleasure, but Sarah was far too sweet to let slip passed his fingers. He knew there was a chance this romance could be the end of their business, but Hugo was a smart man and knew when it was time to depart from a person before it got sticky.

 

Even though they’d driven to his second property, reporters still gathered by his house. Making it difficult for him to reach his property. Sarah had known they would be waiting for him, Hugo was aware of this too. But he didn’t know they’d somehow find themselves at his second property, the one that was meant to be far more private than his first one. He knew he had a few phone calls to make before he settled and put this day behind him. Someone was either tipping these reporters off, which meant the team that he thought was loyal, had a snake. Or the cops had a close eye on him, closer than he initially believed. He clenched his fists, remembering the tail that had been following him earlier and took note to ask Ainsworth immediately for the plate number. Sarah sighed and straightened out her suit as she closed her briefcase. She face Hugo as the car slowed nearing his home.

“Don’t say a word, I’ll handle this Hugo.”

Before Hugo could respond, Sarah had already opened her car door, to flashing lights and microphones in her face. She shut the door behind her, not allowing anyone to get any pictures of Hugo. As Sarah spoke with the reporters, Ainsworth shifted in his seat.

“Sir?” Ainsworth’s voice broke through the speakers, reminding Hugo he wasn’t alone.

“Yes?”

“Would you like me to get you into your property without them following?”

Hugo contemplated the offer, knowing Ainsworth would manoeuvre with ease in the crowded area of reporters. But Hugo didn’t want to ruin the strategy Sarah was creating for him, so he sat still and awaited for her.

“No, that’d be okay. But please email me the plate number of the tail we had earlier.”

“Yes sir.”

He smiled, again satisfied with the amount of trust he placed in Ainsworth and watched as the group of bottom feeders began to disperse and move back into their vehicles. He didn’t know what Sarah had said to the crowd, but she had somehow managed to get his once packed driveway free of reporters. She deserves a raise, he thought.

She walked to his door and knocked on the window, signalling for him to come out. Smoothing his three-piece suit, he stepped out his car and walked towards his house, grateful Sarah handled the reporters.

Hugo was a wealthy man and each and every one of his three properties replicated that wealth. The second property was in a private location far from the city of New York and had security surrounding the house 24/7. It was obvious he had to have some words with the security manager. If a hoard of reporters had the ability to cluster in his driveway, someone hadn’t done the job Hugo was paying them to do. But at least that was one problem solved. Thanks to the lady standing beside him. As soon as they were out of the public eye, Hugo grabbed Sarah’s waist, pulling her towards him. Their bodies crashed as he kissed her, trying to channel his annoyance and irritation into passion.

A small cough coming from his living room caused Hugo to stop his affection for Sarah. He looked at Sarah, wondering whether she had heard the cough. He hadn’t invited anyone and he surely didn’t expect any visitors, so who had just loudly coughed to make their presence known? Her expression mirrored his own, causing him to act based on instincts. He silently made his way into the living room, with Sarah close behind him, tapping silently on her phone contacting Ainsworth. Aware if anything happened with Hugo, she was to provide support until Ainsworth showed up. Rounding the corner that was the entrance to the living room, Sarah waited for Hugo to pounce on the intruder. But when she saw his body stiffen, she circled around him to see whom he was staring at.

“Hello Mr Winters, it seems as though you’ve been in trouble again.”

“What are you doing here Penèlope?”

The young lady stood, allowing a river of blonde hair to cascade down her shoulders. Her red lipstick was a strong contrast against the white fur coat and the black silk fitted dress she wore.

“Oh, we have unfinished business Mr Winters.”

 

 

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