I brace myself by using my arms to ease my fall to the floor. The amount of force that Henry used to slap me proves that he was indeed enraged. Instead of waking up from the floor, I just simply sit and stare back at him in disbelief.I know that Henry is Jacob Reigns and all and that he is supposed to have this evil mastermind persona, but I have known this man for a very long time, and hitting a lady is something he would never do.“I’m so sorry.” He says as soon as he realizes fully what he has done.His facial expression shows that he is indeed sorry for his physical assault, but that does not change the fact that he did. He tries to reach toward me to help me off the floor, but I flinch.“Don’t touch me!” I say aggressively and he withdraws his arm away from me.“Jen, I am so sorry, you know I would never hit you.” He tries to explain himself.I use a buck of strength to wake up from the floor. The side of my face where he slapped me is burning, but I ignore it. “Stay the hell a
Spencer Young is doing more harm to himself than he thinks. I am staring at the tv screen and watching with full attention. Henry is doing the same also, but I am seated on the bed while he is standing on his feet.“Hi, everyone. You all already know who I am. It is a pleasure to be invited by one of the most famous hosts in America.” Spencer says, and he gives the crowd a killer smile, earning a huge round of applause from them.After the noise from the crowd subsides, he speaks again.“As you all know, I have been acquainted with a mafia boss that is known for his ability to stay hidden or unseen. I have not seen him, but yet I have worked with him with the intent of finding out more about him so I can aid the police in capturing him.” He spills lies confidently.“Bullcrap! How can this piece of crap go on live TV and lie like this?!” Henry says loudly in the room.I can not blame him for being so angry, even I am annoyed by what Spencer is doing. He is only making his own situation
It has been a while since I have seen her, but she still looks as good as she looked before. She seemed shy the last time I saw her, and now it seems like it has doubled. She is wearing a long floral dress that reaches to her ankles and her hair is braided.The last time I interacted with her was when I had made an elaborate plan with Robert, thinking it would work, but it all went to hell because Naomi already had her own mastermind plan. I remember that she was in the kitchen and I told her to leave because we were clearing the house off all the employees.“Hi,” She greets me shyly.I wonder if she knows that I found out about her affair with Robert.“What is she doing here?” I ask no one in particular, and I then chuckle humorlessly. Everyone is looking at me and the room is so quiet that if you dropped a pin, you would hear it.“Is everyone deaf? I asked a question, what is she doing here?” I ask once more, and this time I turn to Robert when I ask this.“Ma’am.” Amanda walks a fe
I gasp and so does everyone else in the room when Robert's fist makes contact with Henry’s face. Henry recoils from the punch, but he plays it off as if it is nothing, though I think that it was in the nose that Robert hit him because it is now bleeding.“Robert!” Chad and the others yell his name as they rush toward Robert and Henry. I am half expecting Henry to fight back, but he does not. He just simply touches his nose to see if it is badly injured.“Yup, I probably deserved that.” He says calmly as he stares back at Robert, who is being held back with the help of Chad and James.“You shouldn’t have done that, Robert.’ I scold him and he looks at me in disbelief.“The dude drugged us all and kidnapped you, that punch is too mild to even make up for what he has done,” Robert argues back and I thin my lips. Well, he does have a point, what Henry did is not okay and he sort of deserved that blow to the nose. I don’t feel bad at all, I just feel mildly shocked that Robert actually hi
“Spencer is the first child I had, he is the oldest. He has always loved music and I have supported him in every way, but for some reason, he does not like what I do.” Henry begins to explain.“You mean being a criminal.” Chad elaborates and Henry sighs.“Call it what you want but I call it surviving.” He clarifies and I click my tongue on my teeth, making a small noise.I can empathize with him, because sometimes where life throws us makes us who we are, though we still have the choice to say no to that pressure changing us. I did not want to be an assassin while growing up, my dream was to be a ballet dancer. And though I sucked at it, it was something I enjoyed doing. I had support from my parents and everything was perfect until they got murdered.That was when the color from my life was sucked right out, leaving me with a bland, trauma-filled existence. Things eventually got worse and that is when I allowed the pressure in my life to change me.That is when I made the decision of
Carlos's comment makes everyone laugh, including James, and the laughter lightens the mood in the car. The rest of the drive is silent, but this time, it does not feel awkward, it feels comforting.Soon, we reach Robert’s mansion, and someone I have not seen before opens and walks up to the car before we can enter the compound. James slows down and rolls down the windows, giving the man a view into the car.As soon as his eyes land on James and Robert in the front seat, he smiles and then goes back to the small booth that sits near the automated gates. He enters the booth and in a few seconds, the gate slides open and we drive into the compound.“I don’t know him, is he new here?” I ask no one in particular.“Yeah, he is new, we got a bunch of new employees recently,” Chad says and I nod slowly.Good to know.As the car drives through the compound so we can park, I notice more new changes. The house has been painted another color, and I see some new cars parking.“You should see your
I look down at the white bedsheets and they are stained with blood. The amount of blood on the sheets alarms me, and I know that it is not period blood.“How do you feel? Do you want me to call 911?” Robert still looks troubled and wants to do something to help.To be honest, I feel absolutely fine and normal. The blood on the sheets is what is making me confused and afraid. I drag my body off the bed and I stand to my feet, Robert is watching and studying my every move. He has his phone in his hand, ready to call for help if I just give him the permission.Once I am on my feet, I examine the nightgown I am wearing and it is also stained with blood.“Do you think the baby’s okay?” Robert asks me.“I honestly do not know, Robert,” I reply to him.“Well, I am not liking these vague answers, I am going for an ambulance.” He says to me as he dials the number on his phone.“Robert, can you please just wait and let me think?” I beg him and he ends the call that he was making.“I really don’
As the doctor is about to tell me the bad news, my heart feels like it is in a car race due to how fast it is beating. What if she tells me that I have lost my baby? I really don’t know what I would do if she tells me that.“You know what, I am going to tell you the good news first,” The doctor says to me with a smile. I think she noticed how gloomy my face looks. Maybe getting the good news first would be better, but I still know that there is no escaping the bad news.“No problem.” I agree with her and she strokes her hair.“Well, you did not lose your baby, your baby is alive, though I would have to take you to my clinic to do further testing,” She informs me and I let out a breath I never knew I was holding.“But why so much blood then?” I inquire and she leads me to the bathroom and starts the water. I am not really a huge fan of cold showers, but I do take them once in a while. They can be awakening and actually refreshing.“Uh, that is where the bad news comes in. I will not be