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