Dwayne grabbed Lisa's hand and dragged her with him, not caring about the impact of his action on her. He was overwhelmed with anger and Lisa noticed this too, just at the foot of the staircase, Lisa hijacked her hand from his grip.“What has gotten into you, Dwayne?” Lisa muttered in questioning, her voice was low but stern and sharp. “That's improper and very rude of you. You shouldn't have dragged me away like that before, Aunt Elsie.”Dwayne ignored her question, bombarding her with his instead. “What is she doing here, Lisa, why did you bring her?” He asked, his anger reflecting in his voice. “Why is she in my house?”Lisa felt the urge to snicker at her brother's question, but she quickly tamed it, having herself under control. “She's here because I brought her along with me.” She replied to her brother with a blunt tone. “Is that even supposed to be a question, Dwayne —and from you?”Again, he ignored his sister. Neither did the anger in his eyes seem like it will be melting dow
"Come in..." Miriam heard Alex's voice from inside. She breathed in and slowly push the door open, going in afterwards."Did you receive your promotion letter already?" Alex asked immediately Miriam entered the office, without sparing her a glance."Yes, quite a while ago." She nodded in reply. "I'm yet to read what's written in it.""Aside being the member of the board meeting and my personal assistance, I feel like you need a specific post to hold." He said, still not sparing her a glance. "You are no more my personal assistance but the vice president of operations, and you are going to be taking on a bigger role in the company now."Miriam did not smile nor show any concern or gratitude towards her new post, she only stare blankly at Alex. "Are you going somewhere, sir?" She asked him instead as she watch him pack and arrange some files.Alex paused what he was doing and turn to her. "Yes..." He simply stated. "I'm not just going somewhere but... vacating my office too."Miriam knew
It was evening, and it hadn't been long since Lisa had returned from her place of work. She was on her system right in the dinning section after dinner had been taken with Herzl and uncle Kent's wife, Elsie, that now resides with them.Elsie was always with a smile on her face whenever she was busy in the house or not —even if she was heartbroken and still in grief due to her husband's death, it did not hinder her from her usual personality.Herzl, who was watching his favourite show, jumped down from the couch and went for the remote, switching off the television. He was wearing a displeased look on his face as he dragged his feet towards the dinning room, whinnying and grumbling under his breathe.“Mom…" He called out with a stern expression on his face, his arms folded across his chest —he was standing before his mother, his hard gaze on her.“Do you want something, son?” Lisa requested in reply with her gaze still at the computer, her fingers doing their usual wonders on the system
Left alone in the reception, Milan was contemplating on her decision. She sat on her seat behind the shiny desk, clad in a charcoal hue skirt and a black heels to match with her dress.In the past few days of being assigned as Lisa's secretary, she has managed to become her eyes and ears, managing to gain more of Lisa's trust than she ever thought she will —as promised, she was trying her best and almost pushing over her limits to show her dedication to the company.She kept glancing over at the framed door, her ears itching to hear the sound of the door opening, but none was forthcoming. She sighed, a little apprehension mixed with the thrill of the idea she already formulated in her mind.A moment later, the elevator gave out a soft chime, breaking the silence of the quiet reception area. Its grand double door switched open, revealing Lisa, who strode into the reception area. Dressed in an elegant ivory silk bloused that paired with her high-waisted pencil skirt, she gave off an aura
The telephone on Lisa's desk buzzed with a beeping sound as it vibrated slowly, jolting Lisa off her realm. She was busy going through the proposal the company had received in the past few days, with all her attention directed on it.She hesitated before picking the receiver up, placing it softly on her left ear. “Hello…" She uttered lazily, her voice was dried with no emotion in it.“Hello, Ms. Lisa.” The voice rang against her ear from the receiver, it was low but audible enough to Lisa's hearing. “This is Milan on the line, ma'am.”“Oh, Milan.” Lisa repeated slowly. “What is it? I'm in the middle of something important, your message should be delivered fast and keep it short too.”Milan nodded, even when she knows her boss couldn't see her at that moment. “Sure, ma'am. It's about the Vizio's Corp, I already did as requested, ma'am.” She said, maintaining her professional demeanor as she speaks.Lisa was impatient, not wanting to know whether she's done with her talk or not, she cuts
Lisa sighed as she dropped the call and returned her phone in the chest pocket of her shirt. She turned towards Milan quickly, her brows raised.“How many minutes do I have to spend on the road before I get to my destination?” She requested, her voice demanding as she tries to sound interested in the enquiry.“It's a twenty-five minute drive from here, ma'am.” Milan replied to her hastily, sounding calculative. “Since it's almost half past six, you should be there on time, ma'am —right before the scheduled time, I guess.”Lisa nodded slowly, her bored expression on her face. “Oh, I see.” She blurted out. “I should get going, so I won't be the one to delay him.”“Is it okay for you to go alone, ma'am?” Milan enquired, threading her words careful, and her voice was filled with concern. “If you are feeling otherwise, I'll suggest you should allow me to go with you, Ms. Lisa —just In case you are not comfortable with him.”Lisa's lips curled up in a sly smile. “There is nothing to worry ab
Mr. Vizio's car arrived at the restaurant where the Feller's Firm had reserved for the brief meeting. He was mesmerized the environment as he nodded in satisfaction, this was very much up to his taste —just as he love it."It's means the company owner herself is loaded too." Mr. Vizio said to his personal assistant."Yeah. Who doesn't know the Feller's Firm in States?" Mr. Vizio's secretary, Blake, responded with a rhetorical question. "The company might be quite popular in States but no one knows who has been operating the company for the past few years except her staffs —it's only proven that she's a female.""Quite an interesting story, I would say." Mr. Vizio uttered with a lopsided smirk. "She's not only loaded but a woman with secrets and her company has the popularity in States?""You are right!" Blake nodded in agreement. "There are many rumor surrounding her though —some rumored that she was too young to handle the company alone then, since she inherited the company from her p
Despite the early hour, the small chapel was beginning to fill up with people —and the air that was starting to tense up wasn't welcoming or cheerful.Groups of people stood huddled together in hushed conversations, their breath visible in the chilly air. In the front row, a woman sat alone, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs —it was aunt Elsie.A few rows back, two men sat with their heads bowed, their faces etched with sorrow. As more people filed in, the chapel became crowded and stifling.The air was heavy with the scents of flowers and grief. Soon, a lady clad in a black lengthy gown and a black hat to fit strutted through the marbled floors of the chapel, joining aunt Elsie —her face was clouded in pains and maybe guilt.At the front of the chapel, a casket rested on a simple stand, flanked by two vases filled with white lilies. The scene was eerie in its stillness, despite the heavy weight of sadness.As the appointed time drew near, the murmurs in the crowd died down, leavi
As she sat, deep in thought, a sudden buzz broke her concentration. A notification appeared on her phone, with a message from her former fiancé, David."Why is he sending me a message out of the blue?" She muttered within herself as she unlocked her phone to read the message, feeling a mixture of anxiety and curiosity. She read the message, and her breath caught in her throat.Sarah stared at the message sent to her, her curiosity suddenly turned into a mixture of anger and sadness. It reads, 'I can't believe you are such a gold digger, Sarah! This was your plan all along? To ditch me, leave me in disgrace at the altar, and go after the president because he's loaded, isn't he?'Sarah gritted her teeth in fury as she read the message further. 'You are such a cheap slut, but I promise you, Sarah, that I won't go down without a fight! Be on your best guard because tonight, I'm giving you the biggest surprise of your life...!'David's words cut through her like a knife, the fact that he go
Sarah, a name now acknowledged and recognized in the journal of the nation's political context, stood as the center of an exceptional sight, surrounded by glaring lights, loud and noisy voices, and examining eyes from the press, reflecting a model of the public.Amidst the lights and noisy surroundings, the press that managed to get close to her probed her with questions, their eyes gleaming with excitement. She was their new prey - the fact that she was the first Lady made things more interesting for them.For the first time since her marriage with the president, she had only stepped out for a moment to look around and probably get used to her new environment but things did not turn out as she thought would be.As though the press was keeping a close watch on her and monitoring her movement - maybe someone had tipped them off her whereabouts, they hovered around her like flies, trapping her down in the same spot.Microphones and other instruments used by the press were pointed in her
As Sarah stood at the altar to exchange marital vows with the president, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. It was as if time had slowed down, and everything around her was moving in slow motion.The guests, the priest, the groom - they all seemed to be moving at a fraction of the speed she was used to. Everything felt surreal as if she was in a dream. But she knew this was real. This was her wedding day - another wedding she was holding in that same week she ditched the first one.The priest's words drifted through the air as if they were carried by the wind. "Do you, Sarah, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"As the words of the vow hung in the air, Sarah felt her heart skip a beat. It was like everything had stopped, and it was just her and the president in the world. She looked into his eyes, a
Sarah had never seen him before which made her curiosity piqued, her gaze on the parcel he stretched out to her. Though she was tempted to take the parcel from him, she still hesitated as though she was contemplating taking the parcel from him.His unusual warm smile spread wider, urging her to take it from him. Seeing how much she was hesitating, he squatted down to her height, opened her palms, and placed the parcel on them."For you..." He uttered, still wearing his unusual warm smile. His voice was calm but far from the regular manly voice Sarah had heard."What's in the parcel?" She asked, directing her gaze from the man to the parcel in her palms before raising her gaze to meet the man's. "-and why are you giving it to me?""I can read the curiosity in your eyes, lady." He responded quietly, maintaining his calm tone. "Why don't you feed your curiosity by checking it out yourself?"Sarah said nothing in reply and did as the man had suggested. She opened the parcel and couldn't be
Alone on the serene and deserted beach, Sarah sat on the sandy shore, the waves crashing against the beach as if echoing her inner turmoil. The sunset on the horizon in its warm hue of orange failed to bring comfort to the despair that hung over her like a chute.Her eyes were red and swollen, heavy with the weight of sorrow and betrayal. Tears painted her face, the hurt as vast as the sea itself and heavy as a lead. Yet underneath the sorrow was an underlying sense of trepidation - a thought that wasn't born out of hope but out of fear of continuing to live.Sarah ought to be grateful that she found out about them before the knot was tied between herself and David - how worse would it be if things started to unfold after her wedding?Sarah stood up abruptly and walked closer to the beach, shutting other thoughts off her head and mind. She stared intensely into the raging waves of the waster as thoughts of suicide attempts swirled in her mind, tempting her to end the painful game she f
Divorce is okay.Starting over is okay.Moving on is okay.Being alone is okay.But, what is not okay is staying somewhere "YOU'RE NOT VALUED AND APPRECIATED!"Sarah is betrothed to her highschool lover. A man whom she has dreamt a million dreams to grow into an old age with.What happens on the eve of their wedding day. A betrayal of infidelity struck her path.But the question remains; Will it save her marriage, destroys it or rather changes her fate for a greater good?You and I needs to find out!.....................The sun rose over the town, casting a warm glow on the streets. It was a partially sunny day, and the sky was clear as well. The air was crisp and cool, and the birds were singing happily in the trees.The streets were quiet, and there was a peaceful stillness in the air. It was the perfect morning for a walk in the park, or for sitting under a gazebo with a cup of coffee. The world seemed to be at peace, and everything was just as it should be. It was a morning to be
Gerald was pushed aggressively back into the prison, and the warder locked the gate immediately, throwing the keys into his pocket. Gerald hissed in pain as he forcefully hit his knee on the cold floor, bruising it in the process.“I wonder how long you are going to last here with the nonchalant attitude you are putting on, man!” The warder scowled disapprovingly at him, resting lazily on the gaze. “You won't even last three months here —you will be lucky if you do.”Gerald's eyes widened in shock. Three months…? That's a whole lot of time to be detained in a prison, how is he supposed to cope in this kind of surrounding for that long period of time without even knowing his offense? The thought of spending three months locked up in a cell was terrifying as it made his stomach dropped.It was hard to imagine being stuck in such a small space for so long, with nothing to do and no one to talk to. Gerald tried to think of ways to pass the time, but his mind kept returning to the same thou
Gerald's eyes blazed in fury as he banged his hands dangerously on the table, separating them from each other. “I rather remain in this hole than be at your mercy or listen to your petty orders! You can't make me do your bidding!” He growled at her.“Tsk, tsk!” Aunt Elsie twitched her nose in disappointment, unmoved by his rage or threats. “Then what would happen to Lisa? I told you; that your reaction and obedience will determine Lisa's fate, didn't I?”“What are you going to do to Lisa?” Gerald demanded, his heart beating against his rib cage. He couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to her. “Tell me what you want, and I'll do it. Just don't hurt her.”Aunt Elsie's lips stretched into a thin smile, she was loving the desperation in Gerald's eyes —he's the perfect pawn in the game. “I'm glad to see that you're willing to cooperate.” She said, satisfaction evident in her tone. “You're a smart man, Gerald, I think we can work well together.”Gerald hated the way she was talkin
Aunt Elsie smiled broadly, she was right about him. Only someone like him will be needed —he had managed to read her perfectly without getting close to her. She was impressed, and that will only make her want him more.“I don't bargain, yeah…" She uttered, admitting to his words. “—but I'm ready to do so, if it'll please you.”“What do you mean by that?” he asked, his curiosity piqued. “Why would you change your usual tactics just to please me? What do you want from me?”Aunt Elsie's smile widened, she was glad he didn't bite her head off this time —instead, she loved the curiosity in his eyes; that was what she wanted from him anyway, not otherwise.“I've found myself smitten with you, Gerald.” She replied, her voice taking a different turn. “And I would do anything to get what I want from you —I'm not afraid of bargaining this time because I know what I want, and I want it badly.”Gerald was no in for her twist and turns, he wanted her to say whatever thing she's got for him and let