Amila and I returned home a little after 10p.m and went straight to bed. As I laid close up behind Amila on the bed, I couldn't help replaying everything that happened earlier today in my head. I could picture him, the way he looked at me, the way he smiled at me, the way every word left his mouth.
. . . . . . Tiffany Lawrence . . . . . . . I didn't want any trouble but the moment I turned around and saw that rich man and nearly pumped into him, I knew I had a bag full of troubles coming at me. Doesn't he ever get enough? I quickly picked myself up from him, embarrassed from the amount of
. . . . . . . . . . He must have seen the surprised look on my face because he smiled and looked down, obviously impressed by himself. My brain tried to think about a possible job that could pay that amount of money but I couldn't think of any. That was some seriously huge amount for money. And fo
. . . . . . . Tiffany Lawrence . . . . . . . . . As I walked out of the skyscraper, thoughts swirled around my head. Thoughts about Larry, about him claiming to have a son. I know it wasn't my business to know it but, what happened to his son's mother? Was there something I was missing here? He i
. . . . . . . . . . . . I thought about what Lauren said throughout my stay at the grocery store. She was right about everything and I didn't know why I couldn't take the job. I thought about calling Amila and telling her first before calling Larry. It was a dead end, she didn't pick up. At som
. . . . Gerald Larry Kensington . . . . . . . I couldn't help the feeling inside me after receiving that call from Tiffany. She agreed to take care of Larry. I offered to go pick her up and looked forward to doing that. At 4:32 p.m, I was pulling up into her driveway when I spotted her at the f
I nodded as I stepped into the room, lost in awe as I watched the details of the room. I was supposed to stay in this fancy room just to work for him? After seeing the room and admiring it to the full length, we were back to the living room where we talked a little more about his son, his school s
I stood up to get dressed, I ransacked my cupboard to select the clothes I would put on. I wore the same clothes I had worn earlier today. I busted out of my apartment, waiting eagerly for James. "Hi, sorry for keeping you waiting", James said, tucking his hands in his pocket with a smile. "Nah,
I squirmed, realizing I slept off when he went out. I had planned to have sex with him when he suggested we should sleep together. I grumbled. I chuckled, remembering when he said I smelled. I thought he meant a bad smell. I had to spray my perfume all over my room. I shouldn't have pretended to s
"What! Who released him?", I asked, furious "I had no idea" "Damn it, I promised Tiffany, Marcus won't be released", I clenched my fist in anger. "What's your plan, Larry?" "I know who released Marcus. I will not accept this from that old man" "Oh, it was your father that released him, so
I thanked her and left the mansion. I hope today's family event won't be as disastrous as last year. I got to the event, jogged down from my car, and entered the hall. Everyone's eyes were on me, I spotted Mr. Kensington chatting with Marcus's father. Mr. Kensington sighted me and waved his hands
I staggered as I heard those words, my heart thudded against my ribcage, feeling nauseous and scared, I breathed out and asked Carlos where Mr. Larry was. Carlos described the place, I stood up quickly, called little Larry's driver, and hopped into the car. My hands were shaky, little Larry looke
Katrina led us to the SUV prepared for her arrival. We hopped into it and we were driven to a hotel, the hotel sight was magnificent. I gasped as I stepped out of the SUV, loving the view of the hotel. "Wow," little Larry mouthed as we stepped inside the hotel. I was given a room to stay with lit
She went to the company's parking lot, and I overheard their conversation. "Chloe, I hired you so you can get what I want, but you are passing your boundary. I want you to get your hands on that document before Larry finds out about you" I wondered which document they wanted to take from me. I p
"Hmm, yummy", he moaned. "This is delicious Tiffany, thank you for the meal" little Larry bowed his head in courtesy. "Who taught you this recipe?" "It was James" Mr Larry paused and continued eating. Little Larry asked me who James was. "He is a colleague. I told him to teach me, so I wou
.…..Tiffany Lawrence…… I gulped hard, my palms sweaty, remembering the incident that happened. I rushed to Larry, "Larry, please let's leave this place, I don't feel comfortable", I said, inhaling and exhaling in rhythm. He cupped my face, "Tiffany what's wrong? You don't look well" "I…I saw M
"Amila," little Larry squirmed happily, giving Amila a hug. "How are you doing? I missed you little Larry. But go ahead and eat your breakfast, I will be with you in a minute. Little Larry nodded in response. She greeted Mr. Larry and went to her room. Meanwhile, I served the meals and waited f