Dirty Flowers – The Lion and the Mouse Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
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Next, I checked Paolo’s bedroom. He slept in a ball folded up in tons of blankets. Yet, there was no mouse.

Confused, I checked all of the other places I’d found her before—the gym, indoor garden, the art studio, her office, and even the large barracks full of Harlem Crew at the far back of the estates.

Again, she was nowhere to be found.

What pissed me off the most was that I couldn’t scream for her as usual because I didn’t want to wake up Emilio or Paolo.

Therefore, I stormed around the property like an idiot in nothing but my pajama pants and leather slippers, searching for my mouse.

David met up me with later, vowing to take over my search so I could shower and get dressed.

Once clean and suited up, I went down to breakfast, confident my mouse would be there.

She wasn’t.

Paolo and I ate our pancakes in mostly silence, covering them in blueberry jam and sour cream topping.

The only time the boy talked was when he turned my way, pouted, and muttered, “Mysh?”

All I could do was shrug in annoyance.

Baba grabbed him after breakfast, and I headed to my office, ready to kill someone. Unfortunatly for her, Misha had not improved my mood.

Now David claimed that Emily was with Dr. Stovall. My heart sank in a pool of guilt. I’d been ready to yell at her when she showed up.

Still rubbing my chin, I turned to him. “You think she’s dealing with. . .some. . .medical. . .lady situation?”

David nodded. “I considered that.”

“Perhaps, she’s embarrassed about whatever it is.” I lowered my hand. “The pussy has all types of inner workings and magical things going on within the inside. It creates life.”

David nodded again. “That was why I backed up on peering too deeply into everything when I heard about Dr. Stovall.”

“O-kay.”

“So, Dr. Stovall leaves, and I moved on to preparing your meeting with Misha, but then other things occurred.”

“Other things?”

“Before Dr. Stovall left, Blue rushed to the security room and pulled video footage.”

I quirked my brows. “What footage?”

“She ordered them to give her any video of everything happening last night. She also told them not to tell you or me that she got it.”

“But they did tell you?”

“No.” David shook his head. “I have a secret set of people monitoring the security teams that monitor the estate.”

I blinked.

“Therefore, I watched the footage of her covertly going to get the footage.”

I smiled. “You may be worse than Misha now.”

“I believe so.” David put his hands into his pocket and let out a long breath. “The puzzle pieces get more confusing, Kazimir.”

“Tell me more.”

“Tons of Harlem Crew rushed to the garden.”

“O-kay.”

“And, instead of walking in through the garden’s side entrance, they took the old tunnels under the property connecting the house to their barracks.”

“You have cameras in the tunnels?”

“Yes.”

“My mouse asked you not to put cameras in the tunnel and threatened you with bodily harm if you did.”

“I was not going to do it, but then I thought of someone using those very tunnels to grab Emilio or her, and figured I could survive the mouse’s beating compared to your roar.”

“You figured correctly.” I nodded. “Back to the puzzle pieces.”

“Yes.”

I leaned my head to the side. “Harlem Crew didn’t want anyone knowing that they were coming into the house. Why not?”

“Again, another confusing puzzle making my mind spin.” David touched his head. “However, my secret monitors caught them hurrying into the garden.”

“The big one in the house?”

“Yes.”

“What would be the emergency in the garden?”

“Another puzzle.”

The line in my jaw clenched. “Anything else?”

David inched back, telling me that I wouldn’t like the next piece.

I growled. “What?”

“So. . .”

“Spit it out.”

“Dr. Stovall was called back.”

“For more. . .lady part stuff?”

“Not this time.” David took one hand out of his pocket and scratched his head. “Dr. Stovall was snuck into the garden. They even had a hooded jacket on his head and sunglasses as if I could not recognize short and portly Dr. Stovall in a clear disguise.”

Mysh, what are you doing? What are you trying to hide from me?

I gazed off at the window in front of me.

Outside snow fell, covering the ground in blankets of white.

David continued, “I have cameras in the gardener’s apartment.”

“Was Emily in there?”

“No. At this time, she returned to the nursery and fed Emilio. Paolo was in the nursery with her, drinking his milk.”

Once Emilio was born, Paolo made sure to be even closer to my mouse as if he were nervous he was going to be replaced. Therefore, if Paolo was up and Emilio was hungry, she let the boy lean against her in the nursing chair while she breastfed our son.

It was the only time Paolo wanted milk too. Perhaps, he wanted to feel like he was a part of the feeding as well.

I turned to David. “My mouse is in the nursery room while Dr. Stovall is in the garden?”



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