SUMMERWorking from home most times is a godsend. I didn't know just how hectic the first months would be for me. I thought opening a business was the easiest thing in the entire world and wouldn't take much from me. But boy, was I crazy having such thoughts because that ain't easy at all, not when I have over 59 people working for me. Mike said it was because I wanted to start big, which was why it became cumbersome for me. It took a month for me to get used to this, and I think I'd gotten the hang of it. I'd gotten adopted to everything and everyone. Used to get greeted each morning whenever I walked into the building and get requests from my workers. At first, it was overwhelming. But not anymore. A knock on my door interrupted me. I looked up from my desktop, asking the person to step in. “Good morning, ma'am,” Janet, my secretary, greeted me when she stepped in, smiling as she nervously tucked a strand of her hair behind her left ear. “Good morning,” I smiled at her, watchin
A sound caused me to sit up. It was the first time I'd heard squeals from the women working for me. The office was usually quiet aside from lunch hours. Even then, they didn't make enough noise. I once wondered if I filled the office with disciplined nerds because none of them stepped out of line. It wasn't far-fetched, since half of them graduated from college before 20. Miles said I employed kids, not knowing I took them in because of how good they sounded, and I was yet to regret that. They were as efficient as those who had been in the business for a long time.Moreover, all those experienced employees started somewhere. It would be dope if they had it in their resumes that they learned the grids from me. I would be the popular boss, with hundreds of workers testifying in my favour. Frowning, I got up from my chair and approached my door, eager for some gossip. I would highly appreciate anything that can keep me awake until 3. I opened the door and stared out. The corridor was
It took 20 minutes for them to come up to my office. I thought I would have to wait the entire day to see them because of their fans, who might be pouting at the moment. They knocked on the door before stepping in. They didn't even wait for me to ask them in, traipsing like they owned the entire place when they didn't. “Darling!” Miles was the first to come close to me. He walked around the table and placed a kiss on my neck. “We have missed you so much, darling. Why do you have to work far from home?” He pouted, looking like he was about to cry. I raised an eyebrow at that, knowing there was a reason for the way he was acting. “Out with it, already. What do you want from me?”“Why do you think we need anything from you?” Mitch asked as he sat at my table, looking at me with a sly smile. “Can't we visit whenever we miss you?”“Yeah. Why are you always thinking bad about us?” Mike pouted. “It's not right, darling. Can't you pity these husbands of yours?”“Husbands? Last I checked, m
“So?” Wetting my lips, I looked up at Mike. “Why are you guys here?” I asked, wanting to know what they were doing in my office when they should be in theirs, completing their work, as they told me about when I left this morning. Mitch said there were things they needed to take care of. It made little sense that they would be here when they said nothing about it. Don't get me wrong, I was more than thrilled to have them in my office. It's just… They had never shown up unexpectedly like this. I couldn't help but wonder if there was a reason for this, something they were going to try to keep a secret from me. “We missed you. That's why.” Miles ruffled my hair, smiling down at me. “Don't you want us here with you?” He raised a brow at that, pouting. “It's not fair that we missed you, but you don't feel the same way about us.”“But… You guys saw me this morning, didn't you?” I argued, frowning at them. “I know there's a reason for your presence here. Don't try to skid around it. Out wit
I should have known mere words wouldn't keep them at bay. They spent the last 30 minutes trying to get me to agree with them, but I wasn't ready to do that. How could they expect me to leave with them with no tangible reason? It made little sense to me, but it seemed to make a lot of sense to them, and that pissed me off more than anything else. I know they were only showing just how much they missed me and all that, but I couldn't help the feeling I got just from the thought. I doubt they would let me work peacefully, thinking I was someone they could control, to do whatever they wanted. The fuck, I would be that woman. I started this business to show them how much I could do without their aid. Going to them would make all the things I'd tried to work my arse for seem useless. I would be like a dog, who always ran back to her master, wagging my tail whenever they called. It would only make them try to exert their authority on me every damned chance they got. “Please, darling.” Mi
Two days later, the news made me smile. My mates didn't use their fists, but they did something disastrous. A video of Mr Roderick assaulting a woman resurfaced. It was enough to send him to jail, which worked too well for me. Because of what they did, I promised to work for them starting the next week. Though they weren't happy about that, they would gobble anything I threw their way. “Ma'am, you called for me?” Janet asked, stepping into the office. “What are we having this morning?” I run my hand on my belly. “I'm kinda ravenous.” Which was odd. I had a hearty meal with my mates before I left for work. I wasn't supposed to feel hungry, but I was. “Didn't you have any breakfast?” She gave my stomach a look. “I thought your brothers…”“I'm hungry and sleepy.” I yawned, to let her know just how tired I was. At that moment, I was ravenous. “Are you okay?” She asked, looking worried about me. “Hmm. It's just that I have been feeling super weak these past few days. Hungry and slee
I opened my eyes. My body hurt like hell, and I felt as if I just had a run-in with a train. I looked around the unfamiliar place. The white ceiling made me aware of the fact I wasn't in my office. My office didn't have such silvery walls.Where was I? I wondered, my gaze wandering around the place. What was I doing here? How did I end up in this place from my office?I tried to sit up from the bed but winced from pain.“You are awake?” Janet rushed to my side, her face awash with relief. “Oh, thank the Lord.”“What am I doing here?” I looked around the room. And only then did I notice the IV that was connected to my palm.“You fainted an hour ago, so I brought you here. The doctor took your blood for a test,” she explained. “Why did you bring me here?” I panicked for a moment. “What did you expect me to do in that situation? I had to bring you to the hospital, as that's the only thing I can do!” She sounded hysterical. “I've not had anyone faint on me. It's not my fault that I thou
MILES“What do you suggest we do now? We can't possibly tell her about the bodies and the unrest in the pack. It would only make her scared,” Mike said, leaning on the window with his arms folded. Mitch was going through a last-minute mail he was supposed to have attended to. I'd never met someone as lazy as our last born. Don't inform him I called him that, though. He always gets cranky whenever we address him as the last child. “We aren't getting anywhere with the investigation. The person doing all this is good. I will give them credit for it. They could hide in the shadows without getting caught,” Mitch said, his gaze on the system. “The elders aren't helping matters at all,” I sighed, placing my head on the desk. “I doubt we could keep this from her for a long time. If we don't sort things out now, it would be disastrous later.”“Yeah, that's right.” Mitch closed his laptop, sighing as he relaxed on the couch. “Finally. I thought I wouldn't be able to complete this on time.” H