NATASHA After hearing the maids sing praises of the pauper while making ridicule of me, I knew it was time to be more intensional about my actions.More than anything, I wanted to go in there and confront them, but what happens after I do? Not like I can ask Raymond to fire them. Apart from the fact that he is a logical person who doesn’t just do what he is told, his attention has been swayed by the ongoing scandal and being petty was only going to work against me.As I made my way upstairs, to where I knew I was going to find him, the crashing sound of ceramic caught my attention.I turned around to see what happened. It was Lily, she looked petrified while standing there. She must been shocked to find me in the mansion, more concerned that I might have overheard them.“Good day Ma’am”“Hello” I gave her a weary smile and continued my way up.I knew she was confused as to whether I heard their conversation or not. Well, I guess that’s enough punishment for the moment until I’m in th
RAYMOND“Miss Pamela, do you think…” Pollen paused halfway when we nearly bumped into each other at the kitchen entrance.“Sorry, I didn’t see you —coming”I trailed off when my eyes fell on her.All I could do at that moment was stare, I was too dazed by her intoxicating beauty to mutter anything. How can one person possess different appealing kinds of beauty. Not long ago, she looked very innocent and charming in a pair of black sweat pants, white tank top and messy bun, now this?Alex who had came over to help me sort some files came out of the kitchen too, bumping into me in the process, as I was still by the door.He stopped in his tracks when he saw her, I wouldn’t blame him. She looked too good in the red gown with cutouts that revealed the right proportion of delicate skin.“Pollen, is it you??” Alex turned to me with a broad smile on his face.I pushed Alex aside, a subtle way of telling him to go do something with his life.“Okay Man. I’m going” Alex walked away grudgingly
I barged into Pollen's room, my anger smoldering just below the surface. She was sitting in front of her laptop, totally immersed in her little video call. I didn't bother knowing what the video call might be about, even though her tone and facial expression indicated it was something serious. I needed to use this room, and she was in my way."Get out, Pollen," I snapped, my patience getting slimmer with every passing second. "I need to use this room."But instead of scurrying away like she usually does, Pollen had the audacity to politely ask who she was talking to, wait a moment, and then turn to me with a firm tone. "I'm in my own room, Natasha. If you need to use it, please ask nicely and tell me what you need it for."My eyes narrowed, and my anger was flaring. What gave her the nerve to think she could talk back at me? Who does she think she was, speaking to me like that? I lunged at her, my hand reaching for her hair, but she sprang up, her eyes flashing with a fierce rage. I
POLLENI was totally buried in my video call with my writing critique, analysing my work and offering valuable insights. When Natasha barged into my room, her rude carriage startled me."Get out, Pollen. I need to use this room." She demanded, her voice dripping with entitlement.I smiled at my critique, asking for a moment, and muted the call. "I'm in my own room, Natasha. If you need to use it, please ask nicely and tell me what you need it for." I said.Natasha's face was distorted in anger, her eyes flashing with irritation. "You seem to have forgotten your place. Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?" She sneered, taking a step closer.I stood my ground, trying to appear saner than I was. "I'm simply asking you to respect my space, Natasha. I'm in the middle of an important call."“Do I look like I care about your flimsy video call? Get out this instant!”“What if I refuse?”Natasha's face contorted even more as her anger heightened when I said that. She charged tow
My forehead was creased with numerous lines as I focused on the financial reports in front of me. I was still trying to understand the missing figures on the the report when my office door burst open and Nala walked in, her eyes wide with urgency. I felt a surge of irritation at the interruption."Nala, what's the meaning of this?" I asked sternly, looking up from my papers. "How many times do I have to tell you to knock before coming in?”But Nala didn't apologize or hesitate. "I'm sorry, Daniel, but it's urgent," she said, her voice firm. "You need to see this."“What is it?”Nala scurried to stand beside me with an iPad. She showed me a picture of me and pollen walking side by side, then there’s one of us holding hands, and the last one made it look like we were kissing.“What magazine wrote this?”I asked in fury.“‘It’s a blog called Everything Billionaires”“Tell them to take it down or face my wrath”I went back to reviewing the financial report.“Okay Sir” Nala answered and m
MARKI walked downstairs, my footsteps resounding through the grand staircase of our mansion. The crystal chandelier above me illuminated the light, casting a kaleidoscope of colours on the marble floor. I passed by the sweeping staircase, adorned with intricate carvings, and made my way to the living room.My mom sat on the plush sofa, immersed in her phone, surrounded by the palatial decor of our luxurious home. The walls were painted a warm beige, complemented by the rich wood tones of the furniture and the vibrant colours of the artwork. The floor-to-ceiling windows allowed natural light to pour in, illuminating the space.I approached her, my mind preoccupied with the conversation I wanted to have. "Mum, can we talk?" I asked, trying to get her attention.She barely looked up, her eyes scanning the pages of the magazine. "What is it, Mark?" she replied distractedly.I took a deep breath, trying to choose my words carefully. "I want Emilia to move in with us. I don't trust her eno
MARK’S POVI stormed into my room and slammed the door behind me. I was still furious from the argument with my parents. I couldn't believe they still prioritise other people over me even at this age.I slumped down in my bed and brought out my phone, dialling Emilia's number.She answered on the first ring."Hey. What did your mother say?”“Is that all you care about? You didn’t even ask how my day went.”“That is none of my business, Mark. What is going on between us is strictly transactional.”“Can you not say that? The baby can hear you.”“Oh please”I inhaled deeply, trying to calm down. "Hey, Em. It's not good. I just talked to my parents about you moving in with us, and they said no."There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line. "What? Why not?"I ran my hand through my hair, the surge of frustration growing. "They just don't want to deal with it, I guess. They're being really stubborn."Emilia made a loud sigh.“Look, I will do everything I can to ensure you move i
Pollen’s POV“Are you in love with Raymond?” Mia’s words hit me like a sledgehammer to the heart.Am I in love with that asshole? I asked myself.“Ewww! No. Who in their right senses will love such an arrogant, inconsistent, annoying, conceited and insensitive human? Definitely not me” I objected strongly.“Ummm— you sound like you do” Laura, my little sister, made a face and smiled at Mia.“Yes. I totally agree with her” Mia nodded repeatedly.“No, I’m not” “Then why are you worried he asked you to leave his house?” Mia raised an eyebrow.“I am carrying his child, remember?”“And?” Laura shoved a Dorito in her mouth.“And my baby needs his father,” I emphasized. “He only asked you to leave, he never said he was cutting you off. It’s just your presence he doesn’t want around him” Mia explained in detail.“Even at that—” I was about to start whining again when their menacing gaze shut me up.“But from another perspective, don’t you think Raymond is in love with her too?” I unconscio
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