NATASHA'S POV I was sitting in a grand, opulent room that exuded an air of luxury and elegance. The ceiling is a mild pink, adorned with intricate patterns and a large chandelier that hung from the center, it casted a warm glow throughout the hall. The walls were also pink, but they were decorated with gold accents that added to the room's opulence. The room was filled with tables and chairs, all arranged neatly. The tables were covered with pristine white tablecloths, and the chairs were upholstered in a soft, plush fabric. The tables were set with elegant tea cups and jugs, ready for a sophisticated gathering. I reached for the delicate blue tea cup and took a slow sip. “Oh My goodness, Natasha” Latisha exclaimed. Latisha, the bottom one; her face is framed by long, curly brown hair that cascaded down her shoulders. Her makeup is done in a dramatic style, with her eyes accentuated by dark eyeliner and mascara, and her lips painted a subtle pink. She is wearing a light blue dre
RAYMOND'S POV As I stepped into the grand hall, I was greeted by a long, rectangular table that stretched out before me. The table, as usual, was attentively set with laptops, papers, and a vase filled with white flowers. It added a touch of elegance to the scene. The chairs around the table were of brown leather material, and neatly arranged. Everyone was already seated, and the presentation had begun not long before I pulled in. I could hear the murmur of conversations and the click of a powerpoint presentation in progress. The attendees were engrossed in the discussion, their faces turned towards me immediately I entered and took my place. The one doing the PowerPoint presentation was no other but the effeminate Jazz. He has been in charge of the design sector since I joined the company. "I think the only thing left is to find befitting faces for the runway display " Jazz said. "What about the models we usually use? " Mark, my cousin, asked. "Good question " Jazz smiled broadl
POLLEN'S POVI walked into the mansion in stealthy quiet footsteps as a cat would do. The servants didn't seem to know what to make of me, as they looked me over with open curiosity and concern before quickly going back to their routine chores without even giving me a second glance. As far as I knew, none of them looked like they wanted someone like me around. Since I didn't know what to say to each of them, as they walked past me, I just waved. Just like you expected, no one reciprocated, until I reached the stairs to God-knows-where - I-was-headed. Then, one of the maids smiled at me and urged me to come with her head, saying quietly. I felt a sense of peace wash over me and took a deep breath before movin5towards her." That's the sector for the Boss" She smiled at me again, when I got to where she was standing." I'm..."" The new maid" She jumped slightly with so much glee." I'm Lily. Have only been here for a a month now. How about..."" Lily!" An aggressive voice called from u
POLLEN'S POVI scampered around in the room, confused on what to do. I wasn't familiar with the mansion yet, but I was pretty certain that I couldn't stay here. She mustn't meet me here. Just when I was about to reach for the door knob, it twitched open and the door hit me hard on the face." Arrgh!" I cried out, stumbling backwards, rubbing my head forehead."Ouch. Didn't know you were there" She said, looking over her shoulder as she stepped into the hall. "Sorry. I didn't see you." She walked to one side of the wall opposite me so that she was facing me.As I stood up straight again, I looked at her face. Her blonde hair fell over her right eye, and her lips were curled in what seemed like a smile. "It's okay," I said, taking a moment to compose myself." So this is where he chose to hide you" Her ridiculously high shoes made clicking noises against the floor as she walked past me, making sure not to touch my sleeve or anything. I looked so small next to her, with my slightly port
POLLEN'S POVI had to blink repeatedly to ensure my eyes weren't fooling me." I didn't do this to her!" I moved about in the single sofa, where I was made to sit before them — Raymond and Natasha, like I was some petty criminal. They were watching my every move, with their own expressions of disbelief on their faces. " I swear I didn't do it! believe me" I stressed." Cupcakes, you know I wouldn't lie to you right?" Natasha said slowly, wrapping her hands around Raymond who was seated right beside her. He pulled her closer, his eyes angrily glaring at me.No doubt, I hit Natasha across the face when I returned with a glass of water to meet my laptop in that miserable state. But that was it, I didn't give her a black eye and a split lip. My hands didn't even touch her lip." She only bled a little be..." I was still at it when she cut me off." You heard that right? I even bled" She gestured at her bloodied mouth. " When I asked if you read the Contract, what did you say?" Raymond's
NATASHA'S POV I vibed to the loud and uplifting music blasting from my headphones. My fingers danced around on my keyboard as I drove into the house.One of the security men hoarding the premises rushed to get the door for me. " Welcome Ma'am" He said with a smile plastered onto his face that looked fake. As soon as he opened the door, he stepped back in surprise. " Your mother has been expecting your return" The man said quickly before closing the door behind him. " Is that so?" I inquired with a knowing smile. " Yes Ma'am" He answered as he stood beside me. Without another word I walked into the house . The house was completely dark. The living room was devoid of lights, except for the dim light coming from the kitchen. I wasn't surprised, it was my mother's doing. It fit my mother’s personality perfectly. In the kitchen there wasn't anything out of place. No mess, nothing. Just my mother sitting on one of the kitchen stools with a glass of red wine. " Hey" She said with a
POLLEN'S POV It was night already, and the sound of the rain drizzling against my window made it all the more unbearable. I hate the rain, it reminded of memories I want to never think of, things I want to forever forget. I turned over on my bed, trying to get comfortable. But every move I made worsened my situation, so I turned on the lamp by my bed. My phone was on the lamp stand as well. A habit I’ve picked up since I got here. As it was now too late to ask the maids for anything, something I didn't even want to do if not for Raymond, I decided to get myself a drink. I snuck out of bed and and quietly walked downstairs. The lights were all off except one room upstairs, where I could hear Raymond's voice. He was probably on one of those endless business calls. Once I managed to manouver my way through the dark and made it to the kitchen, I grabbed a glass from the kitchen cabinets and made to reach for the vase of water when I stepped on something wet. Before I knew it I was fal
Morning came and I jumped out of bed when I realised Raymond had told me about a hospital appointment the previous night. In a flash I was out of my nightie and standing half naked in the centre of my room. I tied my hair up and made for the bathroom when I heard a gentle tap on my door. My heart lept as I scurried back to the bed for the nightwear I just took off. Throwing it over my body again I went to get the door. A big smile that was obviously fake was plastered on Pamela's face when I opened the door. “Good morning, Ma'am ” She greeted in a mild tone and brushed my side as she walked her way into my room. “Good morning, Pamela” I slurred. Unsure if calling her by her name was right or wrong, but definitely certain she was wrong to barge in on me like she did. “Mr. Beckham, he asked me to come assist you” Pamela paced the room as she spoke, staring at the deco with obvious dissatisfaction. It made me wonder if we met in our past lives and didn't end well. Because that was t
Laura’s POV“What are you doing?”“Giving you what you want, of course.”My body arose like a flour kneaded with yeast, my nipples erected and ready to burst out of the white crop top I was wearing.“Not here, please,” I said in a whisper that sounded more like a moan.“Shhhh!” He placed a ding on my lips. It was the first time his bare skin was touching mine. I never imagined his finger barely touching my lips would send such electrifying waves of desire through my entire body.“I will have you wherever I want and whichever way I want." His hoarse voice ordered, “Now, take that top off.”Without questioning a single word he said, I yanked my top over my head. My boobs fell out with a bounce and pointed directly at him.“Now close your eyes and touch yourself; nothing will turn me on more than seeing you play with yourself.”Like a fool, I shut my eyes and touched myself while he stared and watched. I didn’t realise how satisfying having him watch me felt until I experienced it. It w
Laura’s POV“What are you doing?”“Giving you what you want, of course.”My body arose like a flour kneaded with yeast, my nipples erected and ready to burst out of the white crop top I was wearing.“Not here, please,” I said in a whisper that sounded more like a moan.“Shhhh!” He placed a ding on my lips. It was the first time his bare skin was touching mine. I never imagined his finger barely touching my lips would send such electrifying waves of desire through my entire body.“I will have you wherever I want and whichever way I want." His hoarse voice ordered, “Now, take that top off.”Without questioning a single word he said, I yanked my top over my head. My boobs fell out with a bounce and pointed directly at him.“Now close your eyes and touch yourself; nothing will turn me on more than seeing you play with yourself.”Like a fool, I shut my eyes and touched myself while he stared and watched. I didn’t realise how satisfying having him watch me felt until I experienced it. It w
Laura’s POVThe girl I went to sit next to welcomed me whole heartedly, unlike when they will purposely put their bags on empty seats just to avoid being next to me.“Thank you” I muttered politely and turned my attention to the lecturer who immediately looked away like he was caught stealing.The entire class was unable to focus since everyone was whispering about things that were obviously about my new look. I couldn’t only hear them, I could feel their eyes on every part of me.Chase. Where was he? Why wasn’t he in class? Is he even in school? It will be a shame if he doesn’t see me in this dress.The class eventually came to an end and everyone started talking aloud.“Oh my God, who would have thought she is this pretty” A girl started.“I know right” the second girl cooed.“We should go and say hi”“Should we?” When I heard that I spring up abruptly and turned to face the entire class, but came face to face with Queen.“A swine will mistake itself for royalty because it was fo
Laura’s POVChase.His name is Chase.I mean the guy I saw in a class room fucking another girl whom I badly wish I could trade places with.Ever since I saw that incident I haven’t been myself, I had masturbated twice the number of times I usually do, just over the weekend. To make matters worse, it was with no one but Chase. And because of the perverted things I had done with him in my mind, I even feel embarrassed at the thought of bumping into him, even though that was nearly impossible. As I walked through the hallway to my locker that morning, all eyes were on me. If I hadn’t done something else like terminating the air with the fart spray trapped in my locker I would have sworn that someone caught me touching myself while Chase and Amelia, as I got to know was her name after so much digging, had sex. But from the way they held they noses whilst whispering and sniggering, I knew it was the fart spray incident.I exhaled deeply and paused for a second before punching in my new
Laura’s POVIt was a Thursday, two days after Queen had purposely drenched me with tea. I was having a phonology class so I stopped by my locker to get the books I would be needing.I punched in the passcode to my locker and it gave me access. I opened the little space where I keep my stuff only to be hit and nearly killed by a pungent smell that nearly sent me to the afterlife.My face scrunched up and I hurriedly used the hen of the big black hoodies I was putting to protect my nose.“Did she just fart?” A student in the hallway asked.It was only then that I was brought back to my surroundings.I spun to look at the person who spoke with frantic eyes, hoping they’ll believe whatever I was going to say.“No, I didn’t. Someone must have trapped fart spray in my locker” I tried to explain.“You think we are stupid don’t you?” Another student asked, her hands covered her nose and her mouth.“Ewwww” More than half of the crowd that had gathered said in a sync.“I swear it’s not me” I w
Laura’s POV“You definitely did, I can’t recall giving you money for such exquisite things” “Well, Pollen did”“When? Why? That selfish girl can never do anything good for another person”“Then maybe we’ve judged her wrongly all this while, because she gave me twenty grand”“Twenty what?!”“Mum, I’ll fill you in when I return. That’s if I don’t sleep over at Mia’s”“You have to come back tonight. I need to hear everything” She persisted.“Okay Mum”I rushed out of the house as I had only thirty minutes left. Since I no longer use buses, I should be in school before my class starts.The cab guy who has been waiting for a while now was staring at the door when I came out. I walked dismantled the fleet of concrete staircases that spread to pavement where the driver has been waiting.“I’m sorry for keeping you. How much will that cost?”“Seventy-eight bucks, waiting fee inclusive” he said.“Here’s hundred” I gave an additional twenty two dollars.“Thank you” He received it with a smile.
Laura’s POVFor some days now I have staring at my phone, waiting anxiously for Mark’s call.The day he took my number at the bar, he had called my phone right there. That means I got his own number that day too, something that felt too good to be true. But Mark hasn’t called me as he promised, and it scared me at first. I was even tempted to initiate a call, but that would have automatically switched my position with his. It would have turned me from the Prize to the chaser, a situation Shera Seven always warned girls about.“Is everything okay?” My mother asked, her eyes straining hard on a laptop screen.“Yes. Why did you ask?”“You seem distracted”“Well—” My iPhone dinged and I hurriedly sat up when I saw who it was.It was a message from Mark. A big smile appeared on my face. I started to punch on my keypads instantly, but paused mid-way. I locked my phone and kept it away from me.Responding immediately depicts desperation and beautiful women shouldn’t be desperate.“Laura?”
Mia’s POV I clocked in late that morning. My eyes were groggy and my hair still looked messy even after combing it like every other day. “Hello Elsie. Amanda and James” I waved at them absentmindedly as I walked to the empty chair in a corner. I plunged myself in it and sighed. “You are late. Kilan was here to look for you” Amanda who spoke abruptly just Elsie was about to say something. “He did?” I tilted my head to look at her with my sleep depraved eyes. Apart from the cleaning I had been assigned to do for two weeks, which I have been doing for only three days, I haven’t been able to sleep properly. The pains from bending and scrubbing for three days straight has left me aching and groaning in the little sleep I manage to get every night. “He wants you to clean after the chefs in the kitchen instead. He said the employees on the floors you cleaned are complaining of how you suck at cleaning. They’ve been having reactions ever since” That was absurd, I know I might not be t
Natasha’s POV When I left Raymond in a fit of rage, I went to my room to cool off. How could he tell me not to address mere servants the way I want? It felt like he was choosing someone else over me again, even after doing everything I could to get rid of the pauper. I paced the space in my room to organize my thought, but there were just too many things running through my mind which I can’t overlook. Like the pauper for instance, even though she was no longer in his sight he still find ways to think of her. Now he wants to use their failed contract as an excuse to keep in touch with her. But I wasn’t going to let that happen. I will cut every string binding them together, even if it meant paying the compensation money for her. I brought out my phone and scrolled through it for her stupid number. I pressed ‘call’ and it started to ring. She didn’t pick immediately, when she did she refused to say a word. “Hello” I went first. “Hello? What do you want from me?” “Who is it?” I h