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FORTY NINE
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Marie stood outside the Winters Architecture massive twenty storey office building. She was sandwiched among a crowd of spectators wondering what the commotion was all about. In retrospect, Marie had come to see Jane, well, ask her for money was more like it. She had unfortunately used up most of her one million funds by then and was hoping to ask for more. After all, her stepdaughter was now the darling wife of Daniel Winters. THE Daniel Winters of Winters Architecture. She pressed her hands to her cheeks to suppress a giggle. This was all too good to be true.
A young girl in a neon yellow tank top accidentally stepped on her high heels and Marie let out a blood piercing howl.
“Hey! Watch it! You just stepped on my Jimmy Choos!” she shrieked, looking down at her expensive red pumps in horror. Her fist in the air, she shouted, “Do you know who I am?”
The young girl took one look at her and popped chewing gum into her mouth. “Look gr
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Daniel and Jane stood in the elevator, hand in hand with silence hanging in the air. But the touch of her hand spoke volumes, it represented the unspoken trust that Jane had in him and that alone was more than enough for Daniel.He gave her hand a light squeeze and she tore her eyes away from the elevator door to look at him. Daniel returned her gaze. A few strands of her hazel locks hung over her right cheek, near her eye and instinctively Daniel reached out and brushed it away and she smiled at him. But the smile that graced her face faded the moment they reached the lobby and the elevator door slid open.“JANE!”Daniel cringed at the high pitched scream of Jane’s stepmother. The pompous woman bulldozed her way through the queue of people in front of the elevator and jumped into the rectangular metal box. The elevator groaned under her weight and for a moment, Daniel had a crazed vision of the pulley system and cables failing and the elevator
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Jane was indeed walking on eggshells. She couldn’t bring herself to talk to Daniel about ‘them’. Wait, was there even a ‘them’? Jane wasn’t sure anymore, especially not after listening to Wayne’s parting words. And to think people said women were complicated. She couldn’t wrap her mind around Daniel Winters at all. One moment he was all over her body and telling her he loved her and the next moment he was kissing his ex wife. And not to mention the surprise hug in the lift. What was that for? To feel her boobs and ass? She wrinkled her nose and took a deep breath before forcing the door to the master bedroom open. And sure enough the man’s mood had shifted yet again. That guy had more mood swings than a women with menses. Daniel Winters stood over the bed naked waist up with hands yanking the roots of his hair. The muscles on his body rippled as he tore through the bed, flinging jewels and diamonds aside all the while flooding the room with feral blasphemy. “
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Daniel Winters was busy for most of that morning, rushing from one meeting to another and because of that, Jane was very much left to her own devices. She had completed her tasks for that morning, from filing the papers to helping with the photocopying to running errands and buying coffee for the interior design team and finally to feeding little Timmy.And now, she was quite free. But her mind was not. On the contrary, her brain was working on overdrive. How on earth was she going to fork out one million in two days? If she failed, Daniel would stand to lose everything he worked so hard for, and she could not bear to see it happen. Jane knew how hard he worked to keep his mother’s inheritance intact. For him to lose it would be akin to losing his life itself.One million….one million….one million.She couldn’t just waltz to a bank and demand a loan. What could she offer as collateral? Timmy’s pacifier? They’d throw
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The doorbell rang and Jane hurried over to the private elevator of the penthouse juggling little Timmy and a baby bottle in one hand and a diaper in the other. A quick check through the security camera told her that Wayne had arrived and she let him in. “Wayne, you’re early!” She dragged her eyes up and down his attire, feeling her jaw drop a little. “And….you’re wearing a tuxedo…” Her words trailed off as she took in the sight of him. Wayne stood in front of her looking every inch of a prince in a black and white tux, carrying a bouquet of lilies in one hand and a mini luggage bag in the other. She looked down at her simple garb of plain white tee with Timmy’s spit and ripped jeans coated with milk stains before her head fell back in laughter. Little Timmy found his mother’s laughter infectious and joined her with gurgles of his own. “I thought we were going to Mike’s diner,” she flashed a sheepish smile. “I made reservations at The Hilton.”
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“Oh wow, I didn’t think the rum was THAT strong!” Jane threw her head back and forced a laugh before taking yet another mouthful of ice cream. A part of her wished for Wayne to join her in the laughter as well but he remained as he was with an expression void of all humour. He kept looking at Jane silently and all too soon, she began to waver under his gaze.Oh shit…this is not turning out the way I expected it to….her subconsciousness whispered as she nervously took another spoonful of ice cream from the clear glass bowl.Think Jane…say something. Talk about the weather. Talk about Trump and Biden. Talk about Timmy’s poop. Anything! But the words got stuck in her throat.“I mean it, Jane. I fell for you a long time ago. I should have reached out to you first. Had I known what you went through, I would have looked for you and taken care of you. If only Daniel had not been one step ahead of me..
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The grand penthouse was empty; void of Jane’s smiles and Timmy’s laughter. In fact, the place felt alien without their presence, it was like the harsh plains of the desert sands where nothing save for stark emptiness thrived. Daniel kicked off his leather shoes as soon as he stepped out of the elevator and stormed to Timmy’s room, not entirely sure what he was looking for. Something to prove Jane’s innocence perhaps? All around him the lights of the penthouse automatically turned on. Roxanne hummed as she followed a frantic Daniel into the baby’s room, nodding her head in approval when she saw the makeover. “Hmm…like what you’ve done with the place. Remember we used to do it against the wall? I’d be taking your cock into my mouth and –” “Shut up.” Daniel flipped off Timmy’s baby blue blanket, searched under the cot and rummaged through a wardrobe full of rompers and baby suits but found nothing. Nada. He had called the auction manager earlier on the drive bac
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“Jane...”Her head jerked up from the car’s window. “Sorry,” she replied grimly and wiped away yet another tear that had escaped her eye. Little Timmy shifted slightly in her arms and fell back to sleep once more, unaware of the turmoil that was eating his young mother away. Jane hated herself there and then. Why couldn’t she defend herself back there? Why didn’t Daniel believe her? And why was he kissing Roxanne? What was she to him anyway? A plaything?“We’re here,” Wayne brought his car to a halt and Jane looked out the window of his Bugatti to see a beautiful townhouse with soft orange lights illuminating its roman carved pillars and ivy plants that crawled up its pristine white walls.“You live here?” she asked aloud, still peering out the window. After the fight with Daniel, Jane had nowhere to go. She had been too sick as a child to make any long-lasting friends and she didn&rsq
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No one could sleep that night either. Daniel lay curled up in a fetal position on the floor of Timmy’s room after he kicked Roxanne out of his house. She had pouted, wiggled and jiggled her ample assets at him but one look from him was all it took to have her scampering off like a little mouse.Not far away, Jane tossed and turned in the great white bed of Wayne’s townhouse, looking out of the open window and counting the twinkling stars in the cloudless night sky. All she could think of was the hatred that filled Daniel’s eyes. Why was she grieving over a man who literally left her with scars? Was she so desperate for love that she had welcomed any imitation of it? Even the ones that came in the form of Daniel Winters? Jane did not know, she did not want to know.Wayne should have gone home, but he did not. Instead, he stayed in the seat of his car, gripping onto his steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white and he stared longingly at th
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Daniel blinked as he stared at the phone and took a few deep breaths. If that Philip Summers or Logan or whatever his bloody name was dared to harm even one strand of Jane’s hair, he would personally wring the guy’s neck himself. But what consumed Daniel was not anger, rather it was a gutwrenching fear. It latched upon him the moment he heard Jane’s muffled screams through the phone. God, please let her and Timmy be okay. The taxi driver peered at Daniel through the rearview mirror and cleared his throat. “Sir…are we still heading towards Mangrove Apartment? Shouldn’t we get you to the hospital instead? Your hand’s kinda mangled.” Daniel looked at his bloodied fist. Blood dripped onto the upholstery and his mind started to play tricks on him. It was his fault, if only he hadn’t pushed her away, if only he had kept her safe! What if the bastard bled her like how his hand bled? Stop thinking nonsense! He groaned and sh
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Jane opened her eyes to darkness, pitch black darkness and the first thought that crossed her mind was her child.“Mmph! MMMPH!!!!!”Both her hands and ankles were bound to the back of some wooden chair with what felt like cable ties and she was gagged with a piece of damp smelly cloth in dire need of a good wash. It was pointless to struggle, but she did so anyway, cutting her own skin in the process.Where was Timmy? Was he alright? The thought of her child consumed her every thought as she continued in her relentless struggle to free herself. As she did, her eyes began to adjust to the darkness, allowing her to see the outline of the room and the furniture around her. A long desk filled with trays, plastic bottles and silhouettes of strange-looking machinery took form as her irises familiarized themselves with the darkness.The darkroom! I’m in his apartment!Jane rocked the chair left to right in an attempt to topple
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Jane buttoned up her coat and was just about to carry little Timmy from his cot when the doorbell rang. Her eyes fell on the door and her eyebrows knitted together. Surely it wasn’t Wayne Winters? She did not want to see his face ever again.But her feet had a mind of their own and soon, Jane found herself standing in front of her own door and peering through the peephole. It was the old lady from next door. With a huge exhalation of pent up breath, she quickly unbolted her door.“Hello Mrs Woolworths,” Jane greeted the ageing widow. They had spoken a few times before and Jane had found the old lady warm and friendly. Mrs Woolworths looked up from her extremely bent posture and flashed Jane a toothy grin through her thick-rimmed glasses. Years of osteoporosis and arthritis had shrivelled her like a withering plant but her megawatt smile brought a much needed warmth to Jane’s heart and she welcomed the old lady into her humble abode.&ldqu
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Daniel threw his phone at the wall, smashing his latest gadget against the plagues and flooded his office with an explosion of expletives. “Calm down Mr Winters. Anger won’t serve to help you in any way,” came the voice of a woman in her late forties. She leaned back against her seat and crossed her arms, tilting her head towards the plagues that thudded to the floor. With a sigh, Daniel slumped back into his swivel chair and slammed his fists against the table. The woman rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Mr Winters, I did not come here to see you throw a tantrum.” She tapped at his desk with a large brown envelope. “And I believe you should have listened to your wife on the phone. She sounded desperate.” Daniel felt a stab of anger. “Mind your own business.” “You were the one who sought for my aid Mr Winters, not the other way around. I helped you answer the phone and am merely relaying my observation to you. Anyways, I’ve brought the info
