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
The speed she used in finding Lindsay after confirming her brother is doing is crazy, every student she walks pass giggles and turns to stare at her, but she is too busy trying to find her friend to give a hoot.But why would Malot pull such a trick, was it to get her out of her class or a revenge for being worried for her friend who happens to be her daughter.Lindsay is at the cafeteria placing an order when Mildred saw her, she runs to her, startling her in the process."Lindsay we need to talk" Mildred begins to tug at her friend, but Lindsay is bent on getting her order herself instead of waiting at the table for ages before a waiter brings it." Everyone wouldn't stop talking about the half-breed. What have you done this time around?" Lindsay mutters with arced eyebrows." I don't care about what people are saying right now. Hunter is back!" she states, anxiety piercing through her voice."I know"Disappoint crept on Mildred's face when Lindsay said that."Nothing is new to you"
NATASHA'S POV I was standing in front of the mirror in my bedroom, the shimmering green dinner gown I am wearing was specifically designed by Beckham's Fashion house for me in particular. "What do you think, mom? " "You look great. All eyes will be on you" "As it should be" I had a cynical smile while I said that. My mother looked at the clock and gasped. "Oh my God, you are more than late already! This is no longer being fashionably late, you might miss the event at this point" "I don't mind " I muttered calmly as I sprayed perfume around my neck and behind my ears. "I'd rather miss the Award night than to show up early and find out that Raymond lost to Daniel or someone else " "Ohhh ... I see" I spun to face my mother, then took her hand. "Mother, I'll never allow myself get shamed again, at least not in front of the whole world" My mother only stared at me. I bet she was wondering why I was suddenly like this. "And I want you to do same" She nodded like a child in res
POLLEN'S POV "...that they observed a defiant smile on Morlock’s face just before the lethal charge was routed through his body.” I read the last lines of of ‘The Accused’ with tears seeping down my eyes like a river. "Why did he have to die?" I dumped the book by the side and rested my back on the couch of my living room to cry even more. A knock on the door interrupted my mourning for Morlock. I quickly wiped my tears before heading to get the door. I opened it and Lily was standing with tray that had supplements and water. " I just figured out you haven't had your supplements today" " I totally forgot too" I searched my head in embarrassment. " You'll be going to the hospital with me tomorrow" She walked into my room with the tray as she spoke. "Why? The last time the doctor was here, he said we are good" " I know. This time is to check the baby through scanning. We'll get to know the sex too" Lily smiled like she was the mother,and for some reason it irritated me. " But
POLLEN'S POV Having stayed indoors for more than three hours after letting him know his food was served, I thought he should have finished by now so I went out to get the plate. When I lifted the first stainless steel food flask I knew he hasn't touched it, just like other days. I went to the room and called Pamela. " It's been three days of working my ass off in the kitchen to make something nice for him" I started immediately Pamela answers her phone, "He neither comes down let alone touch the food" " Please don't stop because he didn't eat any of the meals you've cooked so far. You never know when he'll give in. " Give in" I scoffed in amusement, " Did you just say ‘give in’? I never asked to be his cook so why are you sounding like he'll be doing me a favor if he eats my food?" " That's not what I mean, Miss Pollen" " Whatever. Tomorrow will be the last day I go inside that kitchen to make anything for him" I fired and ended the call before she could say anything else. "
RAYMOND’S POV “Have you reached out to her yet?” By ‘her’ I was referring to the the alleged owner of the designs my company was accused of plagiarizing. “No. She seemed to have disappeared” “But have you gotten any pictures of her?” “Not yet” “This doesn’t even make any sense. How do we track her if we don’t even know what she looks like?” “Find a picture of her or submit her voice recording to a forensic linguist. If we can’t get to her through her pictures we might as well resort to using her voice” “ Okay, sir” The call with the private investigator I hired to look into the mess my company has found itself, and its been five working days without any result. A subtle movement from behind me caused me to turn. Pollen has woken up. She looks worn out and dehydrated. After puking all over the place the previous night, she delved into long hours of sleep. Af first, I thought she was pretending just to avoid the embarrassment of puking the room, but when it got late into the
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