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A Secretary's Vendetta When The Universe Mocks You Twice
Micheal POV: I looked at the glass of champagne that fell from her hand and the spilt liquid was starting to flow. Could it be the drink?"Someone call the ambulance" A Voice shouted "I already did" Cal replied. I had no idea he was right behind me."No, I'm not waiting again for an ambulance. I won't make the same mistake twice. Another important person won't die on me" I muttered "Get me part of that drink, even if it's a drop." I said to CalI arose with her in my arms and ran towards the door. Cal was right behind me, half running and half walking to keep up with me."What are you doing" he asked"Where do you think, I'm heading to the hospital""In my garage?""I'm taking your Tesla" "I've already called the ambulance, they would be here any minute now""If you expect me to wait for the ambulance while someone I care about wither away then you are spastic Cal" I will be able to sleep at night knowing I tried my possible best rather than watch and do nothing, I will never be
A Secretary's Vendetta Reawakening
Aurora POV:I woke up squinting at the bright light overhead. Someone was rubbing something cool on the back of my hand, but the slickness quickly turned to a jab of pain. I flinched and turned my head. A nurse was securing an IV into my hand with tape. An IV? I was in the hospital? Pain slithered between on my temples, fogging my thoughts, and the bleach smell wafting off the sheets turned my stomach. The last thing i remembered was talking to Mr. Angelo at the party.Then, nothing.I felt a wave of drowsiness sweep through me, whatever was in the IV was making me ....I Fade out. I woke up again to a beeping sound. I was not oblivion to my surroundings this time , a strong familiar stench filled my nose, it was the hospital that have such amalgam of smell emanating from varied sources, ranging from strong cleaning agents to the smell of drugs. Faces poke through the haze, linger, fade away. They peer down, ask me questions. They all ask questions. Do I know who I am? Do I hurt any
A Secretary's Vendetta She is so Lucky
Aurora POV:I slowly regained consciousness to the loud voices of two nurses. They seem oblivious to the fact I had woken up. I wanted to shut out their screeching undertone by closing my eyes, but it didn't work, their voices only got louder in my head. I cursed under my breath. I wanted to sit up perhaps it would shut them up."She is so lucky" one said "I wish I was that lucky" the other replied staring in my direction.I hesitated and delayed sitting up curious of what they were saying. Lucky? Are they stupid, I was lying on an hospital bed after almost dying, what do they mean lucky."I wish I could have such a perfect man lift me in his arm""Do you see how distraught he looked""Who wouldn't, he looked like he was about to cry" "I heard he even threatened the doctor to make her life miserable if he failed to save his wife""Wife? What do you mean wife? There's no ring on neither of their fingers""If they aren't wedded it's only a matter of time before they do, you also hear
A Secretary's Vendetta Restless
Michael POV:When I was driven to the police station, I was so confident Cal would get me out in an heartbeat, I threw low jibs and obvious insults in their face. They both took it without uttering a reply, except Mark who grunted some inaudible replies a few times.The confidence and arrogance soon dissipated into thin air when I was thrown into a little concrete cell, devoid of anything to sit or rest on. I wasn't allowed so much as a phone call and the cuffs were left on my wrists. They were smart to realize, the person I was confident would get me out can't, if he doesn't know I was here. And they were right, Cal can only get me out if he knew where I was. I threated them at first, told them I was a lawyer and they had no right to keep me confined without a phone call. I told them I could sue the whole department and won't stop at that I will make sure they lose their jobs. They simply ignored my threats and watched me like a mad man, they knew I will give up at some point and I
A Secretary's Vendetta White Walls Around Me
Aurora POV:After staring blankly into space for a long period, finally I was starting to drift into wonderland when the doors opened abruptly which jerked back to consciousness. I felt a surge of rage pierce through me, I snapped my head back to see whom it was.I felt a mixture of relief and joy when I watched him walk in, a great happiness unmatched. It took the pinnacle of my self control not to jump off the bed and hug him. I could see the great joy in his eyes to see me too."Oh' Aurora, I'm so glad you are okay." "It feels good to live to see another day" I chuckled "I'm so sorry I wasn't with you when it happened nor when you woke up""There's nothing to be sorry about Mr. Jordan, I heard about the trouble you got into because of me. I should be the one apologizing for cutting your night short and throwing the party into disarray""You can't possibly be apologizing to me, when it's my fault you got hurt." I laughed softly, it was bemusing watching us both apologize to each
A Secretary's Vendetta The Walls are Closing In
Micheal POV:I knew it was almost midday, I could tell by the crowd in the police station which was thickening. The claustrophobic sensation of being in a locked facility was starting to hit. I started pacing the length of the tiny holding cell. The cold handcuffs confining my wrists, I knew they purposely kept on to make me suffer even more. I finally sat on the hard concrete floor with sweat trickling down my back. To make life worst, I couldn't shut out the annoying sounds of People shifting about in the waiting room, officers discussing cases behind the glass, phones ringing, doors buzzing, keys jingling, electronic doors clicking open, the quiet murmur of dispatchers speaking into headsets, officers interviewing a suspect, the rattle of a suspect’s handcuffs as he answers questions. I would have plugged my ear with my fingers but there was a limitation to how far apart my fingers can go.But despite the causes of frustration emanating from varied sources, I was worried sick ab
A Secretary's Vendetta She is Dead
Micheal POV:It was becoming so unbearably uncomfortable sitting on the concrete floor, I could pull my hair out. I was tired, hungry and felt miserable on the floor. It was unbearably hot and I was sweating profusely, my throat was dry as the Sahara, a drop of water would be a bliss right now. The only thing keeping me from loosing my mind and going berserk was the thought they can't keep me here forever, I was bound to be released at a point and I will make them all pay severely. I shut my eyes my tightly hoping I could escape to the land of sleep.After a few minutes of shut eye, I felt the change in atmosphere. I opened an eye to check my surroundings and to my utmost surprise I saw Leo Fucking Jordan staring down on me. I stood up at once and rose up to his level to see eye to eye. He was staring at me like a bug sitting on his favorite food."The fuck are you looking at" I snapped "I see they finally put you where you truly deserve" "Why don't you come in here and I would sh
A Secretary's Vendetta Salvation
Michael POV:I got more miserable with every minute. I had enough time to think about my involvement in her death. Leo was right, it was all my fault, I shouldn't have allowed her to leave my side. I was at my lowest, tired, hungry and distraught. I had no idea what to do or say, I just simply lay on the cold concrete floor and waited for whatever was coming. I knew the feeling will only get worse, I couldn't see myself escaping from the guilt anytime soon. It would weigh me down for a very long time. I took a peak at the clock hanging on the wall, it read a quarter of an hour before 7 pm. I couldn't see outside world, but I knew the sun would be hiding it's last rays of light by now. I couldn't believe I would be spending another day at the police station, sleeping on the hard cold concrete.Just like the fading rays of light outside, my hope dwindled. I finally gave up and tried to get some shut eye, perhaps it would reduce the hunger I was feeling. I was finally drifting awa
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A Secretary's Vendetta Epilogue
Epilogue Aurora POV:The warm sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft golden glow on the bedroom walls. I lay in bed, feeling the gentle rhythm of my husband's breathing beside me. It had been a long and arduous journey for us, but today was a day of happiness—a day to cherish the love and resilience that had brought us together.I watched him for a long time, I enjoyed watching him sleep. there was something particularly soothing about watching him sleep.As I stretched my arms above my head, my eyes fell upon the photograph on the nightstand. It captured a moment frozen in time, our wedding day. We got married on a beach in Oregon. It was the most beautiful day of my life. Michael's eyes were filled with unwavering devotion, and I couldn't help but smile at the memory. The vows we exchanged that day held the promise of a lifetime of shared dreams and unbreakable bonds.We had toured the world like he had promised leaving with beautiful memories everywhere we we
A Secretary's Vendetta Second Hand Love
Michael POV:As I stood before the graves of my parents and Beatrice, a mix of emotions washed over me. It was the first time I had brought anyone to this sacred place. I watched as she knelt down, her face solemn and filled with respect, paying her respects to the departed souls who had unwilling been absent to shape my life."Who are they?" She askedI was yet to tell her whom they are and name on the graves gave no clues to whom they were. "The first two are my parents and the third is my elder sister" She looked taken aback"I thought you never knew them""I was lucky to find out, with some help of some friends. I wanted you to meet them too"She nodded, her eyes filled with awe. Aurora's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her words carrying a weight of sincerity and determination. "I promise you, dear parents and sister, that I will take care of Michael. I will be there for him, just as you were. I will cherish him, support him, and love him with all my heart. You have left
A Secretary's Vendetta Blow It in the Wind
Michael POV: The town recieve the news about Calhoun with mixed feelings. The next few days was spent uprooting every corrupt official on Calhoun payroll and his drug warehouse was ruthlessly shut down. It was finally Mark's funeral, I had dreaded this day because of the effects I knew it would have on me.I stood there, my heart heavy with sorrow, as I gazed upon the somber scene before me. The room was filled with mournful whispers and tear-streaked faces, each one reflecting the immense loss we all felt. "Today, we gathered to bid farewell to a dear friend, a courageous soul who had given his life in the line of duty. He was a cop, a protector of the innocent, and his untimely death"The eulogies began, each one a testament to his character and the impact he had made on countless lives. His family, friends, and fellow officers all shared their stories, their voices trembling with a mix of grief and admiration. They spoke of his courage, his selflessness, and his unwavering deter
A Secretary's Vendetta Price of Freedom
Aurora POV: It's been days since my search and rescue. I never imagined that freedom could feel so overwhelming. After enduring the horrors of being kidnapped and held captive, the sweet taste of liberation should have been pure bliss. Yet, as I cautiously navigate this newfound freedom, it feels as though the world around me is still holding its breath, afraid to disturb the fragile existence I've fought so hard to regain.The news of my rescue spread like wildfire, and people showered me with words of relief and gratitude. They embraced me with tender hugs, their eyes brimming with tears of joy. But beneath their smiles, I sensed a subtle unease, an unspoken fear of shattering my fragile state of recovery. It's as if they see me as a porcelain doll, easily broken with a single misplaced step.Every interaction now feels calculated, as if everyone around me is walking on tiptoes, afraid to say or do anything that might trigger painful memories or send me spiraling back into the dark
A Secretary's Vendetta Furry Companions
Aurora POV:I stepped into the familiar warmth of Michael's house. He came back to pick me up the next morning after spending considerable time with my mother. He had insisted on staying with him for the time being and my mother was only happy to agree. It is a mix of relief and apprehension flooding my senses. The events of the past few days had been a nightmare, one that had finally released its grip on me. I glanced around, taking in the comforting sights of our living room, but the shadows of the ordeal still lingered in every corner.Michael stood beside me, his eyes filled with a mix of worry, love, and a determination to keep me safe. I understood his concerns; after all, I had been taken away from him against my will. But as much as I craved his protective presence, I also longed for a sense of normalcy and the freedom to heal at my own pace.Michael furry companions who seems to have been waiting anxiously for my return, approached cautiously, sniffing the air with curiosity
A Secretary's Vendetta Pain of the Past
Michael POV:As I walked Mr. Eyre and Jane to the airport, the weight of sadness enveloped us, casting a somber atmosphere over our conversation. The news of Calhoun, being responsible for his daughter's death had left us both of them speechless and devastated.Jane walked in front while Mr. Eyre and I walked behind her."I can't believe it, Michael," Mr. Eyre whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief and pain. "How could someone commit such a heinous act? I can't wrap my mind around it."His words echoed the thoughts that swirled in my own mind. I struggled to find an answer, my voice choked with emotions. "I don't know, Mr. Eyre," I managed to say, my voice laced with sorrow. "We continued walking through the airport, the surroundings a blur as our conversation grew heavier with regret and guilt."I blame myself, Mr. Eyre " I confessed, "I can't help but wonder if there were signs I missed, if I could have protected her somehow. And to think I have wined and dined with her kill
A Secretary's Vendetta Crackling of the Flames
Aurora POV:I stood there, watching the flames dance and devour the remnants of the cloth I had worn during my unimaginable ordeal. The crackling fire illuminated the night, casting a warm glow upon my face as i gathered around its flickering embrace. The crackling of the flames seemed to echo the tumultuous journey I had endured, a journey that had tested my spirit to its very limits."Aurora" My mother called, I turned to see her creeping on me. I saw glint of sadness in her eyes, when she saw what I was burning. What was suppose to represent a joyous day, now represents a traumatizing experience, it's existence needed to be erased."Libby and Mabel are here to see you. Should they wait for you in the Living room""Let them join me in the backyard" I replied softly "Ok dear" I heard their footsteps few seconds later, before Libby reached out and gently touched my shoulder. "We came as soon as your mother called you are back" Her voice trembled with emotion as she spoke, "We miss
A Secretary's Vendetta An Unbroken Promise and A Friendship Forged in Blood
Michael POV:"Are you okay, Aurora? I'm here now, everything is fine now" I held her tightly like someone would try to steal her from my hand againHer tear glands finally gave in to the waterworks. "I was so scared" she said choking on her own words. "I thought I was not going to see you again""Then I had Mark died in my arms, I watched him died, life sucking out of him slowly. Then I had to stare at his dead body for hours""You are fine now"I patted and rocked her body like one would a baby. It felt soothing to have her in my arms again. My heart races in my chest, adrenaline still coursing through my veins as I hold her tightly in my arms. We've just escaped from the clutches of danger, and the relief surges through me like a tidal wave. I can feel her trembling against me, her breath coming in short gasps, and I know she's just as shaken as I am. As I look into her eyes, gratitude and love swirl in the depths of my being. The thought of losing her, of never seeing that radian
A Secretary's Vendetta A Stitch in Time
Aurora POV: I sat resting on the wall while staring into the oblivion. I sit here, trapped in this cold, desolate room, my spirit drained and my body weary. The flickering overhead light casts eerie shadows on the peeling walls, reflecting the dismal state of my existence. My mind is numb, and my once fiery gaze has dulled into a vacant stare.Hope, once a flickering flame within me, has been extinguished. Not the long for my mother's smile and Michael touch could rekindle the hope. It has been replaced by a resignation, a surrender to the cruel fate that has befallen me. The days and nights blend together, a blur of monotony and fear. I have lost track of time, as each passing moment feels like an eternity.Calhoun intentions are unclear, his motives shrouded in darkness. If he wanted to kill me he should have already. All I know is that he holds complete control over my life, and I am at his mercy. The uncertainty gnaws at me, devouring any remnants of strength I have left. I wonde
