"Why would you want to break up with a girl like me?" Jessie gestured, throwing her hands up in frustration.
"Calm down, Jess," Mr Mitch said softly, his elbows, sitting on the table. He stretched his hand and reached for Jessica's.
"Don't tell me to calm down, never say that to a woman!" She snapped and snatched her hand away from his grip.
He didn't spare me a glance and he didn't even prove me wrong... I was right, he had actually broken up with her. So he was dating Jessie?
"Now you're sleeping with some Sheila bitch?!" She flared and he reached for her hand again.
My fingers instantly mirrored a talon. My jaw tightened and I pressed the files even harder to my chest, suffocating them. Hastily, I spun and made it out of his office.
On reaching mine, I closed my door and plastered my back on it. My chest heaved as I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. My heart beat had paced up and my throat was as d
MitchI bet the bastard didn't see that coming. He ping-ponged his gaze from me and the biker with furrowed, disgusting, bushy eyebrows above a nose I badly wanted to bruise with my fist. "What are you waiting for?" He beckoned the man with an ample stomach."He's my boss." The man pointed out, striding back on his seat and taking a swig from his bottle. "I drive his truck during the day and I'm a biker once the sun sets."I corked up my brow and folded my arms against my chest, watching Diana's ex-boyfriend with my predator unwavering gaze. "Then I'll do it myself." The so-called Eddie muttered, releasing his hold on Diana's wrist, and trudged over to where I was. He stopped arm's length away from me. "If you think you can come in here and intimidate me with all your rich money and pretty face then you're wrong."I wrinkled my nose in distaste and my skin crept. What did Diana see in such a loser like him? Nothing. I was very
Dedicated to my late parents–Mr and Mrs Godwin Alfa. ~~~~****~~~~Unicorns and rainbows were all that mattered to me. What else would matter to a six year old?I smiled to myself and held the tiny hand of my little sister."I'm your Mommy now," I said sweetly to the two year old that was only interested in drinking from the juice box in her hand.Snatching the juice box from her hand I said, "call me Mommy."She opened her little mouth to cry, but I quickly stuffed it with her pacifier and plac
"I believe in love." I mockingly mimicked the stupid cheesy romance movie that was playing on my curved screen TV and rolled my eyes.This was something I would have said if I was actually in a perfect relationship. Plus, there was no such thing as a perfect relationship. Never have I ever had a guy that gave me peace. Instead, I always ended up with brutal and selfish men."My love for you is like a rainbow." The ginger head boy said to his supposed lover and immediately, I picked up my remote and switched the TV off."Love my ass!" I spat, laughing hysterically then I sobbed–what a drama queen.I laid on my blac
Lightening flashed and illuminated my symphony blue room that was neatly arranged by Curt and-my eyes involuntarily rolled themselves at the mention of his name. I needed to get rid of everything that reminded me of him. Sadly, I couldn't throw my room away. Maybe, I could sell my house and travel to Hawaii–definitely a big no.My body was weak and I couldn't explain just how bitter I felt inside of me. Why didn't I just end the relationship if I wasn't happy with it? Well, you guessed right. He was a silver tongued devil! That was why trying to end it was like squeezing water out of a rock.Taking in a deep breath, I turned to face the door with my body secured under my warm channel duvet. I was a sucker for that designer. Heck, I even got a channel vibrator. Okay, there was no such thing as a channel vibrator–I was lying and no, I definitely did not own a vibrator.The soft knock on my door drew me out of my
I stared at him in disbelief and blinked once then twice before his words echoed in my head again.Magic handsMagic handsMagic handsI snapped back to reality and my eyes couldn't help, but drift down to view inbetween his legs that were wide open. His black briefs clung to his body like a second skin and a cold shiver ran down my spine at how richly endowed he was at that area."Am I getting the back massage or what?" He questioned."Should I call you a massage therapist?" I questioned, pointing at my bag."I want the massage therapist standing in front of me." He flashed me a wink."I'm not a massage therapist, sir.""Just give me a massage.""Th-There's no massage oil." I fished out an excuse from my head and gave myself a high five in my mind."Says who?" He ached his brows and pulled out a bottle of oil fr
He tightened his grip on my neck and I could have sworn it was Eddie because it smelt like him, but I wasn't sure because my hallway was dark. I clawed his hand that was around my neck and struggled to breathe."St-st-help." I tried to scream, but it came out as a whimper.Finally, he released my neck and punched the wall beside my head severally–caging my heart in fear."How dare you?" He growled in such a way that it echoed in my hallway.I bent a little and rubbed my neck, coughing like a cat that swallowed a bone."Answer me!" He thundered and I searched for the light switch on the wall."What-what hav
I took a step out of my body and walked into memory lane, feeling numb.I crept out of my room in a loose night wear that was in form of a big blue shirt. Glancing left and right, I slowly pushed Sam's door open and saw her sobbing on the floor. It weakened my heart. Her head was on both her arms and her jet black hair was orderless. "Has he gone?" I inquired.She looked up at me with bloodshot eyes and a swollen cheek, trying to force a smile. "Sam, are you okay?" I asked, feeling compassion for her. "Yes, he just left and I'm fine." Her voice shook, but she tried to compose herself. "Help me." She stretched a hand to me so I could help drag her up. I held on tight to her warm, shaky hands and pulled her up with the little strength the fifteen year old Diana could muster. I hated the life I wa
I bent rigid to the spot with my butt still facing the attendees. I shut my eyes tight and prayed for the divine intervention of God. Let a big chunk of the roof fall on them, especially Mitch.I widened my eyes and felt a heavy feeling in the depths of my stomach.Hello, brain! This is the time you tell me what to do. I blinked once, then twice before deciding to check if I had granny panties on. To my disappointment, It was a red g-string. No wonder I heard wolf whistling from the back."What's that?" The fat man asked and strolled behind me to feed his eyes with what the others were eating.Finally, I stood upright and waves of embarrassment hit me in the face as their eyes bored holes into my skin. There was this lump in my throat that I was finding hard to swallow. If there was something I hated so much, it was embarrassment.Suck it in, bitch!
MitchI bet the bastard didn't see that coming. He ping-ponged his gaze from me and the biker with furrowed, disgusting, bushy eyebrows above a nose I badly wanted to bruise with my fist. "What are you waiting for?" He beckoned the man with an ample stomach."He's my boss." The man pointed out, striding back on his seat and taking a swig from his bottle. "I drive his truck during the day and I'm a biker once the sun sets."I corked up my brow and folded my arms against my chest, watching Diana's ex-boyfriend with my predator unwavering gaze. "Then I'll do it myself." The so-called Eddie muttered, releasing his hold on Diana's wrist, and trudged over to where I was. He stopped arm's length away from me. "If you think you can come in here and intimidate me with all your rich money and pretty face then you're wrong."I wrinkled my nose in distaste and my skin crept. What did Diana see in such a loser like him? Nothing. I was very
"Why would you want to break up with a girl like me?" Jessie gestured, throwing her hands up in frustration."Calm down, Jess," Mr Mitch said softly, his elbows, sitting on the table. He stretched his hand and reached for Jessica's."Don't tell me to calm down, never say that to a woman!" She snapped and snatched her hand away from his grip.He didn't spare me a glance and he didn't even prove me wrong... I was right, he had actually broken up with her. So he was dating Jessie?"Now you're sleeping with some Sheila bitch?!" She flared and he reached for her hand again.My fingers instantly mirrored a talon. My jaw tightened and I pressed the files even harder to my chest, suffocating them. Hastily, I spun and made it out of his office.On reaching mine, I closed my door and plastered my back on it. My chest heaved as I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. My heart beat had paced up and my throat was as d
Everything seemed weird. The way I breathed, the way she sat next to me with a downcast gaze and hands in between her laps and even the way I forcefully turned the steering wheel to the right wasn't normal.Disappointment sat heavily on me like a grand piano. It weighed me down and I could have sworn I was slouched behind the wheel of my car.Aggressively, I turned to the left with my teeth biting down on my bottom lip. A screeching sound filled the air and Eliana winced as her head made harsh contact with the door."Diana!" Tcee screeched and it irritated my ears. "Drive gently."These were the first words uttered since we left the hospital after he had showed me the correct test results.It was silent again and filled with cricket sounds that were made up in my head. Just when we approached one of the best pizza shops, Eliana sat up and turned to face me."Could you plea
Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead as worry lines took over my face. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel, awaiting the traffic light. Darn it! It was too slow and I needed to be in the hospital immediately.I dreaded the thought of having to lose another loved one. I shook my head and shoved out every negativity in me. Finally, the traffic light changed to green and I zoomed off, careful not to over speed.Immediately I parked my car, I hopped down from it and walked hastily into the building. I walked passed the receptionist and got called back."Ma'am, may I know what you want?!" She called out and I craned my neck to see her stepping out of the reception desk.I rushed back and rested my elbow on it, my breathing became intensified."I'm here to see Eliana Young," I said, searching my head for my sister's description. "I think she has black hair and she's average height or so.
Something,There was something thick in the air and it felt like I could almost touch it by just standing on my tippy toes. That something was the steam of Mr Mitch's boiling anger.He clenched his jaw and I held back a laugh."Careful not to destroy your fine dental bone, Mr boss." A smug grin crawled up my face as I bent to pick up the big broken parts of the cup."Do you know I got this so called pussy lips because of you?" His voice was sharp and raspy."Me?" I dropped the packer on the floor, got to my feet and dusted my hands. "How?""Banks..." He trailed off, arching a brow and leaning with one elbow on his counter."I don't recall asking anyone to go get his or her lips punched because of me." I spoke with great audacity, trying to get under my boss's skin."You ungrateful little troll!" He banged his fist on the table and I was un
Diana's POVAcrimony.That was what I felt.I stood in front of my kitchen counter, putting some sliced pineapple into my blender. I vaguely wondered what had happened between my boss and Mr Banks. There was no call or text message from Mitch–hopefully, he wasn't killed and thrown into the forest to be eaten by blood tasty wolves.No, I shook my head. There was no need for negative thoughts. After blending the pineapple, I pulled out a blue bowl, sieve and downed the blended pineapple in them.Resting my elbows on the counter, I stared at my kitchen walls that were painted in nude color with brown flooring tiles. Tcee was yet to be here and I needed to voice out my thoughts to someone.Abruptly, a hand gripped my shoulder and it felt soft–I held my breath. Hopefully, it was Tcee and not some maniac called Eddie. Slowly, I turned and beheld the
She mirrored a sad sack and appeared like she had been playing in the waste bin. My eyes were narrowed to crinkled slits as I balled my fists."What bastard?" My lips set in a grim line as I tried to control myself. If it was what I was thinking about then Mr Banks was going to pay!"Mr Banks!" Her voice shook and she swiped off the tears from her face. "First, he started by flirting with me and I made it clear I was strictly there for business.""What?!" I banged my fist on my desk and clinched my jaw. How dare he flirt with my personal assistant? She was mine alone to flirt with! "Why didn't you tell me?""Because you sent me to his house, Mitch." She snapped.The tears had alrea
Mitch's POVCarrying her bridal style, I kicked my door open and made my way to the queen sized bed that was in the middle of the guest room. Damn! How can a person this small be so heavy?Gently, I placed her under the smart duvet and pulled out my phone. Tapping on the app, I controlled the temperature of the duvet so it could be warm and comforting. She looked fragile, her cherry red lips complimenting her skin. Her hair was scattered on her face and I must admit, red was very good on this woman.Reaching a hand to her, I brushed off the hair that was all over her face and lingered my gaze on her facade. She looked so pretty in her sleep. Suddenly, she groaned and scratched her hair.Instantly, the little pity I felt for her was replaced with anger. How could she speak to me in such a manner? Mitch wasn't the guy that ladies insulted, they worshipped me. Unfortunately, I wasn't the type
"You and me we made a vow, for better or for worse." I hummed a part from Sam Smith's song, titled 'I'm not the only one' as I thumbed through the documents in my hands.The Lord knew my body was there, but my mind was far away–occupied with thoughts of my cocky boss. The fact he wasn't bullying me today was surprising. Why did I dislike his sudden coldness?I breathed heavily and dropped the documents on my desk. Wasn't it crazy that I actually wanted him to be his egoistical self? I reclined on my seat and fidgeted with a pencil in my hand."What happened to you Mitch?" I questioned nobody in particular, staring at my teal colored walls.I sat up again with my interlocked fingers under my jaw. Glancing at the receiver, there was no call