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Denise woke up and stretched herself. She felt so well rested. She hadn't been this well rested in a long, loooong, time. In fact, she couldn't even remember ever feeling this well rested in her whole life. She then remembered that she had seen Ansel Winston. She laughed because clearly, it had been a dream. She chuckled again and... But wait.. This bed seems to be so soft compared to the hard ground where she sleeps."What happened yesterday? I came from the auditions, met Fey and.. Oooooooh, fuck me!"Denise opened her eyes and sat up with a start. She looked at herself and her clothes had been changed. She was wearing a white sleeping gown that was oh, so warm and soft. And the bed? The bed was huge. She looked like one small fish in a white ocean. These bed sheets and covers screamed 'expensive and soft'. The room was big. Bigger than even her parents', sorry uncle's, room back in the Ashford mansion. It didn't look odd even though it had minimal decorations. Just a flower vase at
She opened the door slowly, a small gap enough to peep. She peeped to see if anyone was on the other side. When she didn't see anyone, she smiled and opened it very very slowly and when she had opened it a big enough gap where she could fit, she placed her foot outside the door and then..."Why are you walking shoeless? Wear your shoes, the floor is usually very cold and we don't want you getting sick now, do we?" Ansel talked from inside the room and that gave Denise a big scare that she was startled and she turned abruptly and in doing that, she twisted her legs together and she fell.She would have fallen on her butt but a big strong arm was there to give her support and prevent her from embarrassing herself, yet again. "Why are you always falling? Is it a hobby, maybe?" Ansel asked but instead of irritation, his voice carried a hint of teasing.Denise wished that the ground could just open and swallow her to save her from the shame. "Big boss, I don't usually fall. It's you who's
Denise shot out of that building like it was on fire. She literally ran. She didn't care of what people would say or even if people looked at her. All she wanted was to get as far away as possible from Ansel Winston.She sighed in relief when she was no longer in the downtown part of the CBD and she walked quicklytowards the bust stop so that she could take a bus to Sava slums.After she got into her house, she was relieved as she knew, or should we say thought? As she thought that Ansel could never get to her. She promised herself that the next time she sees him, she would be a famous actress who had made a name for herself. Denise had a lot of hope for her future and a lot of that was so that she could prove to herself that she could do it and also prove to the Ashfords that she wasn't that feeble creature they always thought she was.She sat on her sleeping mat and started going through the events of yesterday with a smile.****At Imperial Corporation"Did you see where she went
Using the little money D had made the previous week, she woke up early the next day and went to the flea market. She needed to buy two things: 1 A few more presentable dresses and 2. Second hand books on and about acting.She got a few tops and dresses for around five hundred dahlias and one book from the second hand book stalls entitled: A to Z of Creating a Character. She decided that since she didn't have money for now to help her get into any kind of a performing arts school, then all she could do was teach herself. Good thing was that she was a fast learner and was sure that she could do it.She spent the next two days in her house teaching herself and practicing what she was reading. She learnt all the emotions and how to show them, how to cry at the snap of a finger, how to laugh as a sophisticated lady, how to be a seductress, a good housewife, a serious boss lady, a thief, a nun, an abandoned and homeless woman a bitch and all that. She acted out any character she saw descri
At the stipulated date and time, Denise was at the Diamond Studios eager to start her work. What she liked most was that they had been told that there would be an allowance for the two weeks of the workshop. Imagine that! An allowance for being taught how to become a good actress! It was like hitting the jackpot.Denise loved money. She knew that money made the world turn. She knew that if she wanted to be powerful enough and get people's respect (and top on this list were the Ashtons), she had to have money. She therefore was thrilled because this would be the first ever money she would earn doing what she loved: acting.After the time they had been given to be there was up, they were asked to board a bus. It had the familiar studio's logo and name. Others were already there and they were making conversation but Denise being Denise, didn't know how to make friends or small talk and she closed her eyes and started going through all she had learnt in the past several days. She wanted t
The next few days were 'adventurous' to say the least for Denise. She loved the way the company took care of them from food to sleeping arrangements, not talking about the way they were taught. Each day was filled with activities like morning exercises: they were to become actors and actresses and so had to keep fit, breakfast, then they would be taught how to behave during a shooting like approaching cameras from all angles, how to appear natural when acting, how to relate to each other and the crew and such. Then there would be that session where they would meet with fellow actors and actresses and create rapport so as to make it easier on them when the real acting starts, they also met the rest of the crew and a ton of other activities. No day was boring.The movie, 'Mechanics' had about thirty or so characters but the main were six. These consisted of the leader - a male and he was the brains of the team, Laura - the part Denise was to act - the thief, another lady - a grifter, a
We Are Not ThievesFreya seemed really worried and those who were not in on the secret, all felt bad for her. "I hope you find it. It's not easy losing a memento that you hold dear," one boy consoled and Denise thought if only you knew.She however didn't show it on her face. She kept a straight face as if she didn't know what was happening.They helped to look for it under the seats and everywhere Freya could have gone but it was nowhere to be found. Freya really looked sad and tears wouldn't stop falling."I will really feel guilty if something my grandma left me gets lost. And I don't even k kw what to tell my parents. They will kill me if I lost it," she said amidst sniffs and cries. Ooooh, poor Freya!"When did you say you last see it?" one of her minions asked and by now, she was shedding tears too for her friend."This one will make a very good actress. Too bad she was given a strong woman lead and not a weak woman. A weak woman would have fit her well," Denise thought with
When Denise was around fourteen years old, she remembers because it was four years after her grandfather's death, Georgina thought she could frame her by stealing her father's emergency cash that was always kept in a drawer in his office. That was a place even Georgina herself wasn't allowed in.Denise was busy cleaning as usual and this day, she noticed that Georgina kept going after her and because Denise wasn't born an idiot, she suspected something fishy was in the offing and she pretended that she hadn't realised that Georgina had been monitoring her every move. When Georgina was sure that Denise was in the kitchen very busy and wouldn't be getting out of there any time soon, she snuck upstairs into her father's study.What she didn't know was that Denise had followed her and since Georgina didn't expect anyone to know what she was upto, she didn't put her guard up. Denise saw her open her father's drawer and take out a bundle of notes and hid it in her bra.She hid behind a f
WARNING: Mature content. If you are not comfortable reading explicit material, please skip this chapter. For those who enjoy one on one action, happy reading!Denise was Ansel's first love and likewise, Ansel was Denise's first love. What that meant was that they both were clumsy in their actions but they were both really determined to make it memorable. Denise had never done this again but she didn't just want it to be like any other night for Ansel. She wanted it to be something that would be remembered by this man for a long long time to come.After that kiss, she excused herself to go to the bathroom and Ansel did just that. He was already aroused and if Denise was experienced enough, she could have told from the way his eyes clouded with desire. But she didn't and thus she couldn't tell. All that was on her mind was to make this night special and Ansel was also happy she chose to go to the bathroom at that time because he was feeling like his boner would explode from all the ne
When Denise got out of the bath and wore her night clothes, food was already waiting for her on the small table in their bedroom. She looked at the arrangement and wondered whether Ansel had been sent by someone to torture her heart. He had already done enough but he never got tired of doing things for her. He never got tired of taking care of her and that really made her heart warm. This was a brand new feeling for her and she loved it. She also wanted to experience that feeling for the rest of her life.What Denise didn't know was that to Ansel, he didn't think that he had done anything special for her. To him, this was the normal treatment one should give to the person he cares about let alone the one he loves. But to Denise, who had never experienced any kind of care at all in her whole life, this was humongous. She appreciated every little thing he did because she knew what it was like to lack. She thus appreciated him big time for what he was doing for her no matter how minimal.
Denise slept for the better part of the afternoon into the late evening.All this time, Ansel was sitting there like a faithful dog waiting for her to wake up. She had requested him to be by his side and he was going to honour that promise even if it meant not going back to work. For Denise, he was ready to work overtime for the hours he would miss. He also loved being near her and seeing her this peaceful as she slept like a baby actually made him feel peaceful in his heart. Her abduction had really shaken him and he had to be here to make sure that it was true that she was here and safe.During the time that she was asleep, he had taken a shower and asked the butler to prepare light foods for her for when she woke up. He was sure that she would wake up famished since she had missed lunch. He was thus ready.Denise had the best dream she has had in her entire life. In her dream, she and Ansel had been married for ten years and they had two children: girls. Ansel had spoilt the chil
Ansel helped Denise board their car on the gun shot seat and he drove them personally but there was a bodyguards’ car behind them. He could not trust anybody else to drive her home after the scare he got. He had never felt so scared in all his life and he just wanted to make sure that she got hone safe. He wanted to stay with her to reassure his troubled heart.Denise sat there obediently like a school girl holding onto her bags. She didn't want to talk because she knew that her emotions were allover and she didn't want to annoy the man who sat there looking at the road. She just felt so happy and grateful that she had this man in her life. Denise had never been this emotional and she felt embarrassed about it and she didn't want to embarrass herself more than she already had."A penny for your thoughts," Ansel said bringing her back from her stupor.She turned and looked at him but lacked words to tell him. She really didn't want to talk because she knew that if she did, the well th
At the same time that Denise was settling scores with Mandy and her goons, Ansel was going crazy looking for her. It was after thirty minutes that one of thebodyguards who took the driver to the hospital called Kai and told them that the driver was conscious now and had told him something.The vehicle had a GPS tracker and it was on when he was carjacked and beaten and he didn't think that the kidnappers knew about it.This was the breakthrough they had been waiting and praying for. Ansel had really prayed even though it was a long time since he had.Immediately Kai was told this, they sent the information to their IT guru and within minutes, he had the location of the vehicle. He immediately sent it to Kai and Ansel and his men immediately drove towards thatarea.It was a run down building where there was no sign of life and what gave them hope was when they found the taxi and another car parked next to it. Since they didn't know how many people were there, they waited for all the
Denise looked at Mandy and wondered why and where all the hatred came from. She didn't know the other woman and she really didn't think that even if it was a grudge because of taking Ansel or humiliating her the other day, it warranted her asking her people to kill her."Why do you hate me so much first of all? Do we know each other from somewhere?" Denise asked Mandy because she thought all this crazy.How can one hate someone else out of their own delusions? It wasn't normal. But she needed to hear it from Mandy herself because maybe she had a reason."Do I have any reason to hate you? You took my man away from me. Isn't that reason enough? I hate your very guts!" Mandy said through gritted teeth but Denise just looked at her with pity in her eyes. Really? Did Mandy just call Ansel her man?"Has Ansel ever told you that he loves you or has he ever given you any reason to believe that he does? Has he ever behaved in a way to suggest that he mightwant you?" Denise asked her again,
Denise had known that marrying Ansel would come with its own troubles but she didn't expect it to come so soon. She should have expected that there were people who were in love with Ansel in his own home but she never suspected that any of them would go as far as trying to take her life.But it was okay, they were giving her the experience she needed to live in this world that she had found herself in. She loved Ansel and she was ready to fight for him… literally.She sat on the couch again but her heart was still aching. Every time she would look at the bag that had been holding the food she had bought for Ansel and then think of how these fools had eaten it, she would feel so bad that she would feel better after beating them again.This time, even the guy who had been shot was no exception. They were beaten so badly that they could not speak well because their lips were the sizes of sausages.On the other side of the town, Ansel was going mad as his people tried tracking that taxi
These men regretted underestimating Denise and taking her nonchalance as fear and helplessness. If they had known that she could handle a gun and she knew how to fight, they would have recruited more men or even dealt with her more ruthlessly and without delay. They sat on the floor in a line like obedient school children and faced her. She then sat back on the couch and bent her back a little, parted her legs and placed her elbows on her knees and looked at them the way one would look at children. She was like a mother teaching her children how to be good boys. She was dangling the gun before them and they seemed visibly scared until one decided to be brave. "Do you even know how to use that thing? Stop pretending! Our young miss told us that you are a nobody. So, stop pretending to be brave. Why don't we fight and see what you can do?" He said and she smiled at that. An eerily scary smile that had him regretting why he said that. "Okay," she said just that and pulled the tri
These men regretted underestimating Denise and taking her nonchalance as fear and helplessness. If they had known that she could handle a gun and she knew how to fight, they would have recruited more men or even dealt with her more ruthlessly and without delay.They sat on the floor in a line like obedient school children and faced her. She then sat back on the couch and bent her back a little, parted her legs and placed her elbows on her knees and looked at them the way one would look at children.She was like a mother teaching her children how to be good boys. She was dangling the gun before them and they seemed visibly scared until one decided to be brave."Do you even know how to use that thing? Stop pretending! Our young miss told us that you are a nobody. So, stop pretending to be brave. Why don't we fight and see what you can do?" He said and she smiled at that. An eerily scary smile that had him regretting why he said that."Okay," she said just that and pulled the trigger.