Vivian started work the next day nervous, she had gone to the toilet multiple times that morning out of nervousness, at a point she thought she was going to be sick. Luckily, Piper was there to calm her down and motivated her to go to work. Work was a huge storey building , the ground floor hosts the designers each having their own office space for freedom of work, the first floor is where the tailors are, they bring the designs to life on their sewing machine making magnificent pieces, the second floor is the show room, where different pieces are displayed for sale, it’s where customers are allowed to see and choose from the variety of clothes available. The last floor is where the top executives work dealing with high valued customers or companies, it’s also where payments are directed to and everything is accounted for.Upon arriving work, Mr Peter met her at the entrance as directed by Rowan to welcome her officially. Vivian looked surprised seeing Mr Peter standing outside the
She started on the files immediately, took her time to get used to following the descriptions strictly as she’s used to doing whatever she wants to. However, she learnt to adjust quickly and started treating the files efficiently and as fast as she could as they were several other files to be treated.It was hard work but it is something she loved doing, so she did it with ease and comfort knowing at the end of it all she’ll get paid for the day’s work.Charles came around after thirty minutes and noticed she had not stopped working, she was focused on the job at hand and didn’t even notice his presence until he knocked on the door.“Oh, hey! Sorry, didn’t see you there.” Vivian said rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment.“It’s cool. I brought something for you.” Charles said putting a cup of coffee on her desk. She smiled gratefully and grabbed the coffee drinking it slowly, savouring the taste and feeling as it slides down her throat.“Thank you so much. I needed it.” Vivian
Rowan prepared to go to Vivian’s apartment early the next morning. The earlier, the better. He had thought of all possible questions his grandmother might ask and answers to the questions. On his way, he picked up a lovely red dress and a pair of stunning red heels and other jewellery to go.He had told Mr. Peter that Vivian wouldn’t be able to come to work that she had to follow him for a business meeting. He arrived very early with his convoy. He was dressed in a white shirt and red suit to match with the dress he bought for Vivian.Knowing Rowan was going to arrive very early, Vivian had made sure her apartment was neat, putting everything in order. She had also cooked for him just in case he didn’t have breakfast before coming. She had pestered Piper suffocating her with duties and questions.“Is everything well arranged?” Vivian asked for the umpteenth time today.“Yes boss.” Piper taunted.Rowan knocked, making Vivian jumped, she looked around once more, making sure everything w
The Vivian that entered the room to change was not the same Vivian that left the room. No, there was a huge difference. The Vivian that entered the room could be likened to a Disney princess but the Vivian that came from the room was akin to a goddess and not just any type of goddess. She was the personification of Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty. The red gown hugged her body showing off all her curves, her slender legs gave the heels it’s own shine, the stones on the dress glowed in different colours, her make-up was top class, and she wore red and black star earrings that glimmered. She was more than beautiful, and it was enough to make the jaws of any common man fall off it hinges.“Say something.” Vivian said, giggling. Rowan expression satisfied her.“Who are you?” Rowan said, lost at the sight of the otherworldly beauty.“Who do you want me to be?” Vivian teased, biting her lower lips seductively.“My wife.” Rowan said absent-mindedly. Vivian burst out laughing, walking out of
Rowan went out through the back, and the back provided a lovely view of the sea side. They were two rocking chairs sitting by the porch. It belonged to his grandmother and grandfather. His late granddad loved sitting here late at night enjoying the cool breeze and listening to the sound of nature. He was also a big fan of fishing, that’s what he retired to after spending his life in the military, he had taught Rowan how to play chess and how to shoot at a very young age to keep him from thinking about his dead parents.“Fred.” Rowan said as he answered his call, looking out to the sea.“Sir. We’ve found the spy.” Fred reported.Rowan smiled, pumping his fist in the air. Things were working out for him, and he’ll make sure he sees this to the end.“Awaiting orders, sir.” Fred said.“Where is he now?” Rowan asked.“In his apartment.” Fred replied.“You know what to do, be careful and neat.” Rowan ordered.“Yes sir. We’ll be expecting you.” Fred hung up.Rowan sighed, PJ Brand has been r
Old Town, a very quiet town still around the axis of the city, is hardly visited by any. The people who lived here were old men and women who had chosen quietness and peace against the hustle and bustle of city life. They became farmers or cattle breeders, the city had it’s own sheriff and medical facilities, there was a two percent chance of crime, and it was the safest place to build a secret warehouse where no one knew about it.A black tinted Jeep cruised through the dusty roads heading towards a large warehouse protected by electric fence and armed guards. The Jeep stopped at the huge gates to check-in, the armed man cleared them and motioned for the gates to be opened.The mechanical sound of motor moving echoed through the barren land, the gates creaked open, and the jeep zoomed in parking a few distance away from the warehouse.The door opened, revealing Rowan, who was corporately dressed along with Max following closely behind him.Rowan adjusted his suit and took a long stri
The drive to PJ Brand from Old Town took about an hour, on arriving on company grounds. Rowan ordered Max to stay back while he went in, as he wanted to do this without interference from anyone.Guards were waiting outside to welcome him along with Rhea, the managing director, when Jason was not around. Rhea stood at the entrance of the building with two bulky bodyguards beside her, her hair flowing behind her as she adopted a business smile in welcoming Rowan.“Hello sir. Nice to meet you again.” She greeted, holding her hand out for a shake.“Good to be here.” Rowan replied, smiling, accepting her handshake.They both stepped into the building where Jason stood wearing a black suit and pants, his hair was combed back, and his hand in his pockets showed no sign of moving to greet Rowan. Rowan noticed his behaviour and smiled inwardly. If he said he didn’t expect this, that would have been a big lie. There were several reporters around taking pictures and recording videos of two of th
Just as the doctor finished snapping Mr. Parkers broken nose back to place and wrapped a bandage around his face and some plasters across the cuts on his face, he was thrown back into the holding cell. His face was swollen and red with pain, and two armed guards stood guard after him.Fred was in a spacious empty room with several guards lined up in front of him as he addressed them.“With the information present. We’ve found out that there are still more spies. It is our responsibility to find all of them, and I repeat all of them.”“Yes, sir.” They chorused standing at attention. Their face forward, chin lifted and body tensed.Fred walked over to a line where they were casually dressed. They were the tech team, usually in charge of tracing calls or setting up spy cameras in offices or houses of potential suspects. They also protect Rowan’s phone and other technological devices from being hacked. They also hack any account or device to dig out information of suspects.“You guys shou
Marcel was deposited into the trunk of the car while he was knocked out. They managed to sneak him outside before the nurses who were supposed to come in for their night shift. Fred called the security personnel in charge of the security cameras to delete footage of them taking Marcel out of the hospital but leave footage of him entering the hospital, thereby leaving no trace of them.They had taken him to a safe house that wasn’t traceable. It was hidden in plain sight, yet no one knew what it was about. It had a front disguised as a tattoo parlour, but at the back, Fred and Rowan ran business as usual.They stripped him while he was still knocked out, leaving him in only his underwear, and they wrapped chains around his leg and hanged him, facing upside down to the ceiling.His back was filled with several scars from the jobs he had taken. Fred took notice of this as he assessed his body. He had callouses on his hand from years of profession.Fred sat in front of him reading the do
Mr Peter had not been at peace nor settled ever since his encounter with Maria in his office. He had not been able to concentrate while he was at the mansion. His thoughts had been muddled, and all he could think about was what Maria had said to him and how he was going to do what he had been asked to do.The mansion was heavily monitored, and security cameras were at every corner of the house to report any suspicious activity from any of them. He knows for a fact that their phones were being monitored as it took a while after the meeting before their phones were returned back to them.He didn’t step out of his allocated room for a while. He couldn’t afford to cry with the cameras watching him, although hidden in the rooms, he knew there would be cameras inside the rooms. He has always known to be very crafty and cautious when it comes to business, and he wouldn’t want anything to mess up his plan.The only freedom he had was whenever he was in the bathroom. He would cry and wail whil
Alex had planned to meet up with Rowan in their private spot, which was reserved for meetings as they didn’t want anyone to know about their relationship as best friends. It was to their advantage, of course, as they were able to get information from their rivals and report it to themselves, putting themselves a step further than their rivals.A lot of people don't know they are friends except for a few. The only time they meet is during events where they act professionally, leading everyone to believe they were nothing more than acquaintances. Other times, they meet at their private spot, a place out in the open for all to see and hidden enough for no one to suspect anything. Valerie’s Bar, a bar which was co- owned by Rowan’s parent and Alex parents when they were still alive. It became their private spot some years ago after they discovered it had been abandoned every since the accident and when Alex parents left the country. They renovated it in secret and built it to what it wa
Marcel had been scouting the hospital for any sign of Fred or his men had he had not found any. He was pissed at himself for leaving Mark, the guard who had managed to survive alive. He had thought he would come to death before anyone found him, but he had been wrong, and now, with him alive, it is a threat to his identity and could implicate him or, worse, kill him. He had to do something about it, and that was finishing what he started. Marcel was an assassin who specialised in death that looked like an accident or death that could not be traced as he was very careful and made sure to leave no witness alive. He had retired from the profession long ago after he was almost caught during one of his job, he wanted a simpler job and met one of his pals then who had introduced him to a bodyguard agency. He accepted and was later recruited by Fred to work for ROWES.He was in shock when he received a call from an unknown number who said they his services. He wondered how they had gotte
Rowan was in his mansion having a day off from work. He had a long week already and was planning to just rest today and not think about everything that had been happening, but that was just wishful thinking.He had been disturbed several times by the ‘hyenas’ who went by the collective noun called ‘reporters’ they wanted more information on what led to him releasing Charles from the company. He had ignored all of them like he always does, but that doesn’t mean they don’t still find a way to disturb him.He has no choice but to deal with them. After all, he was the one that ordered Fred to release an anonymous tip to the reporters, so it’ll garner the attention of companies, most especially PJ Brand. His plan was falling into place, and it was only a matter of time before PJ Brand fell into the trap he had placed for them.He paced around the living room downstairs with his phone near his ears as he talked with his grandmother. It had been a while since he talked with her, and he misse
Following the release of Charles from ROWES brand. The reporters had been hinted by an unknown source about the news, and every news station across the city started reporting about it.It had become part of the headline story and everyone was interested in the story, both the public and corporations across the city as Charles was a very talented individual who was great with technology and since he had worked with one of the best they wanted him to work in their companies and would pull out every shots to make it happen.“Charles Davies, one of the most recognised talent in the city, has been released by ROWES brand. No one knew exactly what had led to the release, and quite frankly, I don’t think anyone is bothered about that.” A male reporter said to his co-host on the news channel Charles was watching. Charles chuckled at this and took a sip of the orange juice he had in hand.He lived at an old apartment that belonged to his parents before they travelled out of the country. He had
Piper had always worked hard her whole life. She never wanted to depend on anyone and had fought through trials all by herself. She had built a name for herself and opened a bakery with her name on it. The only reason she actually goes to work is so she won’t be too lazy doing nothing at home, and she loved serving her customers and seeing the expression in their eyes when they get their orders.Ever since Piper and Alex boarded their love train, they never wanted to spend their days apart. They always find a way to meet up whether at a restaurant or at a park or maybe in a hotel. Piper never thought she would fall in love this deeply. All her past relationships never lasted as she was never serious with any of them or paid them much attention.She had once told Vivian, ‘Men are like children when they love you. You’re expected to give them all your love and attention else they wouldn’t be satisfied’. Piper wasn’t the type to run after men, nor was she the type that like when men ran
Max had been hard at work gathering the list of the names of all executives and workers that were needed to work on the grand project. He had to make sure to screen all of them and ensure none of them were spies. He worked hand in hand with Fred in tracing their movement and checking their communication history for any suspicious activity. So far, so good none of them have behaved suspicious in any way, and all of them have been cleared.He had sent out letters to all the chosen people on the list and had ordered them to file out to the secret mansion in ones so as not to raise suspicion in groups. They had been ordered to come individually in public transport and not to carry anything with them except for the documents they might need.Public transport were not allowed through the estate where the mansion was located. Hence, they had to walk down to the mansion, which was a few miles away from the main gate. The estate was very secure and was very intentional about security. No one c
Vivian had noticed that Charles had stopped showing up at work. His desk was empty, and his office had been cleated out. She wondered what had happened with him.It also didn’t help that her co-workers were less quiet lately and had been whispering among themselves and discreetly looking at her like she had done something wrong.She tried confronting them, but they immediately shut down and pretended as though they were busy working and not gossiping about her. She then decided she would have to ask Mr Peter, her boss, about it.She finished working on some designs and printed them out. She packed them up into a file and was confused as to where to submit it as Charles was no longer around, and he was the head of the department.“Hey, let me get that for you.” A cool voice offered. The voice belonged to one of her co-workers, David. He was close friends with Charles and always helped her out once in a while, but it had increased more lately as he was always checking on her.“Thanks a