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
What is happening to me? It feels like the pain is moving around in my stomach, and my jeans keep getting stained with red liquid.The doctor walks back to me quickly and begins to check me.Robert and the others stand on their feet as looks of fear cross their faces. Another man enters the room and he is the guy with the bald head that Robert went off on.“Can we please have the room?” I hear him say loudly and the pain becomes intense and unbearable. I close my eyes and I clench my jaw to try to cope with the pain but it is near impossible.Once the room is clear and Robert and the others are out, the man pokes something into my arm and I wince; I think it is a needle. In a few seconds, sleep overwhelms me and I drift into a heavy slumber.*****“Oh, look, she is waking up,” I hear someone say as my eyes flutter open. It takes some time for my vision to clear and I have a direct view of the ceilings for I am lying on the bed. When I look to my right, I see someone that I recognize i
Spencer’s cologne swirls in the room as he walks toward the couch and flops down on it. He has on an eerie smile that makes him look like a villain, and he is dressed like a Hollywood star. This is my first time seeing him in person, he is an attractive young man.“What are doing here, Spencer?” I ask him and his smile grows.“I told Cara to tell you I wanted to see you,” He says loosely.“And how did you know that I was here?” I ask him, dragging the “and”.“Oh, that part was the easy part. You see, I never knew that you and my father were closed until recently. When Cara told me that he kidnapped you too, I was doubting her so bad, but then Cecil confirmed it,” He informs me.“Who is Cecil?” I ask and Cara walks into the room, for Spencer did not close the door when he came in.“Cecil is his little spy, he is one of the guards that work close to Henry,” She joins in the conversation. She must have been listening before she entered.“And you are correct for ten points,” Spencer claps