Silently Miss Diaz turned to her back after she was done dressing up , and I was still standing at the same spot, with my towel still wrapped on my body. I wasn’t so shocked I hadn’t moved but I was sure she was , and she understood that without me saying any words. “Wear something comfortable, we will be going for a walk” Miss Diaz said in her bossy voice. She’s such a sinister.I was wearing a short jumpsuit and palms since we will be walking on sands, miss Diaz was wearing a camouflage cargo pants and a matching jacket coupled with Air-force trainers. “We can go now.” I said as I walked past her and was now standing In front of the door. My body was still on fire, and I couldn’t bring myself to look at her. For the next few moments we walked in silence in the direction of the sea. The sounds of people faded away until all we could hear was the susurration and whispers that comes from the sea. “You know” Miss Diaz said, breaking the awkward silence between us “it’s q
“the ice cream, I took a little lick out of it and he smiled at me as encouragement.The image of my father blurred away, and I found myself standing at the front door of my house.I was standing there, with my boxes layer down at my feet. My mother was yelling at me, and my father stood at the corner with his eyes not looking at me. “Mum pleas” I begged, my voice trembling “don’t do this, I’m still you’re daughter, I - I can go back to conversion and I will be normal again, I will do anything. Please”“No,on this day you’ve seized to be my daughter” my mother’s voice was firm. It lacked any emotion. Lacked any sympathy or pity in it. “Daddy, please” There was no reply. He couldn’t even look at me. “Get out” my mum said. Her voice was harsh. “Out, Now!” There was the sound of my trembling voice echoing in multiple please.Mum, please. Please. Pleasee.“Sidney. Hey Sidney, wake up” a voice said from above me. I could feel hands were on my shoulders, shaking me furiously. “Please
“Would you like to go for a speedboat ride, Sidney.” “You have a speedboat” I asked dumbly like she has not just mentioned that.“Uhm, yeah I do have a speedboat and also a Titanic ship, now you make a choice princess, come” she turned around and began walking towards the beach, I guess that meant I should follow her, so I did. I walked behind her, taking in her beautiful curves and toned body through her bathing suit and her long sexy legs. A number of people whizzed passed us, spraying water everywhere. “Here we are” miss Diaz said, stopping in front of a speedboat.It was big, the normal kind of big, painted white and a blue painting of the sea with lily on the side of the water, the art on the boat was simple yet beautiful just as it’s owner. One could easily notice the luxurious interior look of the boat, not minding its form, that’s one thing about Miss Diaz, she has the power to turn simplicity into maleficent.“It’s beautiful” “I know right” I never meant for her
“You’ve been sitting here alone for awhile now, looking like one of those lonely girl French paintings”. I snapped my neck around meeting a brunette lady with an apron that has the hotel name on it, she has a radiant blue eyes, her face has the evident look of stress on it, and with one glance one could tell she needed a break. The sun has gone down now, giving rise to the dusk twilight. The beach looked almost empty, just the roaring sound of the ocean, and clicking sound made by me. But now I have the company of some stranger talking to me looking all smily and all I could do is sit here and gawk at her. “Hey, my name is Melissa, you don’t mind I join you?” Her Spanish accent was strong in her sentence, i nod my head in respond and shifted to make space for her. She sat next to me, “what is your own name?” She asked.I’ve clearly lost it by not returning back her greetings properly.“Am Sidney” I said bringing my lips to a slight smile. As I looked up at her. “This place l
Chapter 15 “So what you’re saying is that, your-so-urgent business trip turned into honeymoon, huh?” May said from the other end of the phone. I blushed to myself, “No that’s not what I said, and you’re going so fast”“I mean, I’m just saying, the whole thing you just said awhile sounds like a lot fun and...” “And what!” I said cutting her short.“I don’t know?” May replied laughing.It had been two weeks getting back from the retreat and, things actually were becoming quite different. I got to see the soft side of Miss Diaz, and it was beautiful and I couldn’t help not being in love with it. She made sure I call her everyday once I get home from work, she worried about me and I don’t totally like that, but I love the warmth that comes with the feeling of me knowing that she’s thinking about me. “Okay May, I’ve heard you, now can I go?” I said rolling my eyes, even though I know she clearly can’t see me. May was still laughing when I hung up the call. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Miss Diaz had dropped me off at my front door, as she helped me bring up the clothes we had purchased. I was so glad she hadn’t proceeded on coming inside my house. I lay down on my bed staring at my white ceiling like there’s some sort of thing written there which I’m trying to decipher, the more I looked the more confused I get. I wasn’t actually trying to figure anything out, for the past twenty minutes Miss Diaz left, I’ve been having difficulties getting the thought of her off my mind. She lingers in everything I think of or do. I could be imagining her doing all sort of things, I often wonder what she’s doing, what she’s eating, who’s she texting or talking with. I was lost in these thought of her, I didn’t hear the knocking on my door. I sprang on my feet the moment the knocking repeated.Shit.Who could it be?I wasn’t expecting anyone.I opened the door and immediately felt goosebumps all over my skin at the sight on my face.I stood fixated, I blinked my eyes couple of
“Do you just wake up and decides to be mysterious all day?” I asked, leaning my head against the car window as I turned to look at her. “Sometimes.” Miss Diaz replied. Her smile grew deeper, but she had nothing more to it.“We’re here” Miss Diaz suddenly announced, pulling the car to a halt. By ‘here’ I had no idea what she was talking about. We were parked in what seemed to be a garage, with some few expensive looking cars parked as well. I turned my head slowly to look at her, just to see that she was already observing me with a smile on her face, she placed her hands gently on my hand which was on my thighs before bringing her eyes back to mine “I don’t want you ruining the hem of your dress.” I bit my lips nervously as I nod my head in response. “Let’s go inside” I definitely did not want to go further inside the creepy looking place, there were cars parked outside but no single noise was heard coming out from the building. Miss Diaz stopped walking which allowed me to ca
The first thing to embrace me was the pain in my head. Even before I opened my eyes, the throbbing skull splitting pain in my head spread its hands wide open for me and I went straight into it. I felt like I had just been hit by a Mac-truck. I bit down onto my lips to withhold myself from screaming out in agony and immediately tasted blood. Ouch.The pain from my lip and the pain from my head immediately intensified the pain I was already feeling. Fragments and pieces of the previous night came rushing into my head. Most of it were blur, and I’m in so much pain to even comprehend the memories.I suddenly opened my eyes and a second wave of panic set in, I wasn’t in my room. There was a huge chandelier hanging above me, I do not have chandelier in my room nor anywhere in my apartment. I slowly started taking notes of my environment and the things around me as panic shook through my body, I was lying on a king size giant bed with soft fluffy peach bedsheets, the expensive looking f
I hope this is not a spoiler, but I’m deeply sorry to announce this chapter as the last chapter of “Her “Mafia CEO” I know, I’m also broken hearted. I will miss those two so much . Thank you all so much for always reading this book, for your patience and for clicking the like buttons. It really meant so much to me >>xoxo. Please stay safe and healthy! Visuals hugs 🫂 and kiss 😘. loving all of you.*************************“Oh No!. This is a disaster” I screamed leaping to my feet from the bed. “What’s that” Miss Diaz asked with less attention on me and more focused on her phone screen.I went straight up to her grumpily replacing her phone with mine.“You should see the headlines of today!” I was almost on top of my voice.The first headline read. “MARIA DIAZ’S SLUT OR PA ?” With obviously an IA generated picture of me kneeling between Miss Diaz thighs and with her hand pulling my hair backwards. Such an obscene image and Miss Diaz is keeping silent, actually there se
“How are you feeling, do you think you want to see him?” Miss Diaz asked with her eyes boring into mine. I had masked all my fears and panic when May called, I had hidden everything I was feeling because I never want her to think I’m not okay. But with Miss Diaz, everything is different. She could clearly see the fright in my eyes.What could my father possible want from me now, the past few years I’ve been fatherless, and I’ve struggled to survive everyday with that in mind as a reminder. I clearly remembered the look in his face the very day my mother drove me out of the house, I remember the look in his face as he stood by the corner and did nothing rather than watch my mother throw out my bags and clothes on the street, asking me to leave her house and proclaiming how dead I am to her. My father stood and did nothing. How could I possibly forgive this betrayal? My heart began to race up again with the thought of seeing him. Our flight was delayed 30minutes before they fi
“All this have been happening I wasn’t aware “ miss Diaz said, with a bitter voice. I couldn’t figure if that was a question to be answered, but if it is I have no answers. “Sidney, the least you could have done was talk to me. I would have understood it in any form you choose to instead of breaking up with me, or rather trying to destroy our relationship” I listened, speechless as I couldn’t find the right words to say. Yes, I have indeed done something very horrid but doing the opposite is signing the death will of the people I love. She and my best friend May. “Evelyn had threatened to harm you and also my best friend, I was so scared. I cried out. She had people spying on her, she had the ball and she was calling the shots and there was nothing I could do than dance to her tune “ I managed to say before the words become to strong and sour to leave my mouth. Miss Diaz moved closer to me, covering the space between us as she wrapped her arms around my waist and pul
I gaze at my phone screen, to see the 6 miss calls from my best friend. May and I haven’t been in touch for a while, well, let’s say since I fucked up the one time chance I had on love. Oh, and since I started working all day, from 7am to 7pm, sometimes it extends to 8, since I’m tasked with delivering the files to Miss Diaz house after the tedious working process . Her method of revenge is quite dreadful. It’s been a week and two days since I last saw her, Each night I ring the door bell with expectation of seeing a glimpse of her face, I left with disposal of such thoughts and cursing myself for conceiving the idea at the first place.I know it’s said, out of sight is out of mind, but honestly it’s working the other way round for me, each day I came here I leave with my heart shattered Into different tiny piece, each night of the past week I cried my self to sleep and drown in my own tears. None of my calls were responded too, nor my emails and texts replied. I’m floati
No matter how much I prayed for a time machine to go back to the past and rewind those moments, those words I had said. Nothing ever happened, the alarm on my phone did a good job at reminding me to stick to reality. This is now my fate, how long will I be hunted by Evelyn’s threats and how much longer do I have to live with this guilt in my heart. Well, as long as I live I guess. I had woken up quite late, credits to the booze. I sighed rushing down the stairs, I spent the rest of the morning arranging and filling out the documents which Miss Diaz asked me too, I was also doing that while on the bus, still wasn’t able to finish it up. I grabbed two cups of hot coffee with cream on my way here and trust me I look quite mad with this cups on my hand running up the stairs, for some unsure reasons the elevator wasn’t responding to me. The whole universe is obviously against me. Yes I deserve all this sufferings. I pushed the door open and drop the cup containing the coffe
Nothing have ever been the same, since I left Miss Diaz office this morning, or rather since I broke her heart as well as mine. Not like I’m expecting her to say anything to me or act indifferent. But this silence is killing me, her method of grieving is a torture to me.It’s been 9 hours and no she haven’t called on me or requests anything not even my assistance in anything. What’s the point of working as her “PA.”I know you’re reading this and saying that I sound very crazy. Well I can’t argue that cause I’m not even making any sense to my own self. What exactly do I expect her to do. I can’t even call my best friend. I can’t talk to anyone without getting them into some sort of trouble. “Woah, that’s a lot going on up there” the long hair guy said, I looked up from my computer to meet Harry’s face an inch away from mine, I stretched out my hands same time restricting the urge of punching his face, not that he did anything wrong but I can’t quite help the drive of punching s
The past two days which unfortunately happened to be the weekend has been a nightmare especially during the night hours. The day times were filled with dreadful thoughts and daydreams. Basically, I am no longer safe in my own apartment, this space is no longer mine cause it seems to suffocate me, each air I drawn in threatens my life and each corner of my house echoes Evelyn’s threat. I’m almost done with preparing for work, yes. I know am quite ahead of my work time and I think that’s a good thing cause I can no longer continue having such nightmares, I might end up dying in my dreams before I die in reality. I wasn’t able to sleep last night after Evelyn sent me a message, which says; “I will be watching you. Oh! and don’t let the bedbugs bite💀”Honestly, I feel like I’m being watched. Every eyes staring looks scary and the worst of it all is, I can’t concentrate on anything rather than all these eyes staring daggers at me, probably I’m being filmed also. “Hey! Watch it!”
The bald-headed man presenting in front of us could have been speaking a complete different language for all I knew.Nothing he was saying was clear to me . I couldn’t focus on anything besides the feel of Miss Diaz hands on my thighs. It was a typical workday, and I was seated with Miss Diaz in a meeting room. We were seated in one of the long desk in the room as usual, I had my iPad out in front of me, but aside the date which was automated, the page is empty. Everyone in the room seemed to be focused on what was being said, oblivious to the sexual torture that was occurring under their noses.Miss Diaz suddenly leaned back in her seat, giving her better access to my thighs. My skirt had risen up and an ample amount of skin was in full display. She took advantage of this, leaving me struggling to regulate my breathing, with the flash memory of the things we did. She continued tracing pattern all over my thighs. A different man had come up now, he was wearing round neck shirt
“Your breast are so distracting”Miss Diaz said. “Beautiful, but I wish to concentrate, where were we”Miss Diaz watched me in the mirror, with her hands slid on my waist as she nipped and kissed me on my shoulders. Her Fingers slid into the top of my black panties and eased them down. Baring nothing but my wet part.Miss Diaz fingers crease the glistening on my part causing my legs to quiver and a smile spread on her face.“Oh, fuck” she breathed and my face burned with redness. “And I’ve thought of this moment, this look on your face. What would I see in your eyes when I touched you, will they be begging, what would my fingers feel when they’re pushed inside you. I groaned loudly as Miss Diaz fingers brushed through my stomach and slid down slowly across m wet legs. “please” I whispered.“Now do you remember how it felt that night when i couldn’t have you? With all that dripping wetness? Do you want me too?Do you want me to push past your lace then and touch you, have you w