WHITNEY'S POV For some seconds, there was pin-drop silence in the room as I watched Alpha Vicker glaring at George who was visibly trembling. I felt sorry for him and I decided to say something that would exonerate him."Alpha, I was the one that invited him here," I said. Alpha Vicker turned to look at me with surprise while George stared at me with disbelief. "Really? So, why did you invite him to your room?" he asked as he stared steadily at me. For some seconds, I was silent as I thought of what to say. I recall when I first saw George as he came to stop me from beating Sophia and instantly knew what to say. "I hit my leg against the handrail of the swimming pool when Sophia and I were fighting, so, my leg was slightly swollen. After you left with Sophia, I was limping and George saw my swollen leg. He told me that he is good with massages, so, I asked him to help me massage it. That was why I invited him to my room. It was after massaging my leg, we started getting acquaint
WHITNEY'S POV I woke up the next morning. I glanced at the time. It was twenty minutes after six. I got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and had a warm shower. I walked back to the room and opened the wardrobe. I picked undies and a pink A-line dress. I slipped into them and picked up my hair brush. I stood before the mirror to brush my hair. The dress clung to my body accentuating my curves and I smiled at my reflection. I started brushing my hair, and after a couple of seconds, the doorbell rang. I glanced at the time. It was a quarter to seven. Who could that be? I wondered. I walked briskly to the door and opened it. Vera was standing in front of me and she was carrying my breakfast on a tray. "Good morning, Whitney," she greeted with a smile. "Good morning, Vera," I responded as I smiled back at her. "I brought your breakfast," she said. "Thank you." I moved aside from the doorway and she entered the room. She set the
WHITNEY'S POV As I sat in the waiting room in the hospital, I was lost in thought thinking about my pregnancy. Suddenly, I felt a hand touch my shoulder and I jolted from my thoughts. "Hey, beautiful, I'm sorry to bother you," the young man sitting beside me said. I turned to look at him and we made eye contact. "My name is Mark. May I know yours?" he said. I was silent for a moment as my eyes swept over him. He had grey eyes and attractive facial features. He had curly ginger hair that looks so much like that of my brother. He was quite handsome and reminds me so much of my brother. Judging by his looks, he would be either eighteen or nineteen. He was wearing a white T-shirt and stone-wash jeans. The shirt clung to his body accentuating his slightly muscular physique. On his feet were white sneakers with black stripes. "My name is Whitney," I said. "Wow...nice name. I have been coming to this hospital for some years and I have never seen you. I must say that I come quit
WHITNEY'S POV As I sat in the waiting room waiting for Alpha Vicker, I watched the staff and patients in the hospital walking up and down. I thought Mark, the boy I earlier spoke to in the waiting room went to see his mother and might come back. After some minutes, I saw Alpha Vicker walking briskly toward me. I quickly stood up and went to meet him. "Whitney, I have just seen the lab technician. He said the test results will be ready in a couple of days but I want you to also do a pregnancy ultrasound scan to know the development of your baby as well as to know the sex of the baby. I spoke to the doctor and he is waiting for us. Is that okay with you?" Alpha Vicker asked. "Yes, it is. Thank you," I said. "It's my pleasure. I told the doctor briefly about you. I didn't want him to know that you were raped, so, I told him that I just employed you and you recently found out that you are pregnant. In other words, I made him believe you don't know how long yo
WHITNEY'S POV The sun had by now risen and shone brightly. I got to the gate and rang the gate bell. After some seconds, the gate swung open. I saw Steven, one of the guards, and greeted him. He responded and stepped aside for me to pass. I walked through the gate and saw Philip, the second guard. I greeted him and he responded. I looked toward the mansion and saw George pruning the flowers in front of the house with garden shears. He had his back to me and was wearing the same clothes he wore yesterday, so, I guess they were his work clothes. The clothes were drenched with his sweat. As I approached the house, I guess he heard my footsteps because he stopped working and turned to look at me. His face lit up as he saw me. "Whitney, good afternoon," he greeted me with a smile. "Good afternoon, George. I can see that you are busy," I said smiling. "Yeah, I have been busy since morning but I will soon be done in a couple of hours," he said as he wiped the sweat from his brow.
WHITNEY'S POV I was silent for some seconds as I gazed at George. I find it hard to believe that Alpha Vicker could be in love with me. I felt he was just pulling my legs. "George, will you stop kidding me?" I said. "I'm not kidding you," he said. I believe that you are," I said with an incredulous expression. "Well, I'm not," he said bluntly. It was then it dawned on me that he was serious. "Why do you think he is in love with me?" I asked. "I suspect he is in love with you because of his reaction when he saw me here yesterday," he said. I was surprised cos it was only anger I noticed when Alpha Vicker saw George in my room, so, what other reaction could he be talking about? I wondered. "George, Alpha Vicker was only angry when he saw you in my room and that was the only reaction I noticed," I said. "Well, I don't expect you to see what I saw cos you are a woman," he said. "Gosh! What the heck are you talking about? What has my sex got to do with what we are talking
WHITNEY'S POV I woke up by 5:30 a.m the next morning and I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. After that, I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I was kind of happy that I'm starting work today. I have been kind of bored since I came to this house. I walked back to the room and opened the wardrobe. I picked an old worn-out brown dress that I brought from Montgomery and quickly slipped into it. I picked up my hairbrush from the top of the drawer and stood before the mirror, then, I started brushing my disheveled hair. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the doorbell. I turned my head and looked at the closed door. Who could that be? I wondered. I walked briskly to the door and opened it. I made eye contact with Alpha Vicker who still wearing his pajamas. His blonde hair looked disheveled and stubble was on his chin and cheeks. I must say that was the first time I saw him looking like
WHITNEY'S POV When I got to the living room, I saw Vera and Felicia mopping the floor. I greeted them and they responded. I told them that I came to work and they were glad. They took me to the storage and showed me where to get the things I needed to work such as a mop, bucket, broom, duster, detergent, soap, and some other items. After they have shown me everything, I picked up a mopstick and a bucket. I ran some water in the bucket and put some detergent in it. I then joined Vera and Felicia. The three of us were engrossed in our work for about thirty minutes and Vera and Felicia commended my work. They were happy and Vera hummed a happy tune. They said that now that I have joined them their workload will reduce. After some minutes, we heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I knew it was Alpha Vicker. "Good morning, Alpha," Vera and Felicia greeted him in unison. "Good morning. I believe that the two of you are happy that Whitney has joined you, right?" he said. "Yes