Kate’s mind was made up. After the incident that happened in the kitchen, she decided it was time she made a good plan.She faced the screen of her laptop, gazing at the words written boldly.All that remained was for her to accept it and she would be enrolled in her dream school—Blair’s fashion home.As a kid, Kate had loved designing. Her late mother had supported her passion early on by providing her with cardboard sheets, which she used to draw out cloth designs. When she grew into her late teenage years, she had received a designing machine from her mother as a birthday gift. Coupled with a few online classes, Kate learned the basics of tailoring and began to plan for her enrollment in the Blair’s Academy.Then her mother was diagnosed with cancer. Kate had to sell her machine, but they were still in debt. In the end, she gave up her dreams and started working as a maid for Denzel.She stared at the figures on the screen and considered if it was wise to spend all her savings on tu
The meeting was still ongoing when Denzel walked in and took his position at the head of the table. The secretary of the table, Mr. Stanley, briefed him. "A unanimous decision was made by members of the board, supporting the deduction of the salary of high-ranking workers for a period of six months." Denzel nodded. A few minutes ago, that decision was gold. "Have we thought about the effect of this entirely?" The question looked stupid, and it registered on all their faces. Even Stan looked at him quizzically. "I mean…" he circled his index on the table, creating imaginary drawings. "CULID is a big name in the market, no doubt, and whatever decision we make, our competitors are watching." "What are you trying to explain?" Justice, a man with a protruding belly and visible grey hairs questioned. Everyone at the table nodded in agreement to the question. It was unlike Denzel to be against a unanimous decision. Over the years, when a consensus decision was made, Denzel only nodded
The four-story building, which housed the CULID beverage company, stood in rare magnificence, overlooking the ever-busy streets. It had been a law firm belonging to the late Oliver McDeere before his firm crumbled, giving him no choice but to sell it off.McNeil, having nothing but ideas, had approached him and gave him an offer he couldn’t refuse. At the end of the year, the building became his, and McNeil owned his first property. He pampered the building, coddled it, and indulged it. Each year, he added a layer of luxury to his landmark and fortified it with guards to protect it and its occupants. Soon, elevators were added; security codes; electronic surveillance; a weight room; a steam room; a locker room; a large board room equipped with a mammoth, shiny mahogany table; a large conference room; and a staff dining room. While the factory took the first two floors, production took the third and management the topmost.McNeil had started the company from scratch, and over the years,
After a few weeks of classes online, she was given an assignment that she had to turn in in person at Blair's fashion home. Kate worked hard day and night and spent her last pennies buying materials for her assignments. She decided to make two new designs from her old book. She hadn't had any machines yet and so she had to make her sewing from school. She made two new friends. Royce McKnight, who had traveled on his truck from Kentucky, and Laura Kozinski, who stayed with her grandparents in one of the suburbs of New York. During the weekend, Laura invited them to a friend’s birthday party. Kate felt she needed to unwind a little and only hoped Denzel would permit her, since she was on duty during the weekend. However, on the evening of the party, Denzel didn’t show up, and after several calls from Laura and Royce, Kate donned a party gown and dropped a note for Denzel. Laura had driven Royce’s truck to a different side of town where the streets boomed with music. "Oh, yeah!" Laur
After a few weeks of classes online, she was given an assignment that she had to turn in in person at Blair's fashion home.Kate worked hard day and night and spent her last pennies buying materials for her assignments. She decided to make two new designs from her old book. She hadn't had any machines yet and so she had to make her sewing from school. She made two new friends. Royce McKnight, who had traveled on his truck from Kentucky, and Laura Kozinski, who stayed with her grandparents in one of the suburbs of New York.During the weekend, Laura invited them to a friend’s birthday party. Kate felt she needed to unwind a little and only hoped Denzel would permit her, since she was on duty during the weekend. However, on the evening of the party, Denzel didn’t show up, and after several calls from Laura and Royce, Kate donned a party gown and dropped a note for Denzel.Laura had driven Royce’s truck to a different side of town where the streets boomed with music."Oh, yeah!"Laura wa
"What the fuck are you doing in a female’s changing room?"Anthony turned in the direction of the voice, where a lady stood and glared at him. Kate pushed herself out of the door."He’s a pervert," she warned."My mistake," Anthony said and threw his hands in surrender. "I must'a had a little too much."Kate walked past him, grateful the other lady had walked in and stopped him from whatever he had in mind to do. The few seconds when they stared at each other had been the scariest in Kate’s life. She had heard of women being raped or even killed in changing rooms, and there was no security camera in the room.She walked out of the room into the open, breathing out in exertion. She moved away, not wanting to be stopped by another drunk pervert. As Kate passed by the poolside, she looked around for Laura, but they were no longer on the spot. She looked around for Royce. He wasn’t in sight either. She walked further away from the maddening crowd and found a cab.***When she walked into
Kate knew she wasn’t in her room nor the room she occupied in Denzel’s mansion. She could see the outside light, even though her eyes were shut. Her bed was far from the window. She had always hated sleeping near the window. When she was little, she thought a zombie apocalypse would happen and she would be easily attacked from the window. She cried to bed each night when her mother tucked her in, and when she had closed the door, Kate crawled under the bed. The fear accompanied her into her teenage years, and she moved her bed from the window.Growing to become an adult, she continued with the habit, and when she moved to Denzel’s mansion, she had restructured the room, shifting the bed away from the window. Not out of fear anymore—she didn’t believe that zombies existed anymore—but a habit.Her eyes opened. Slowly, she discovered she was lying on a hospital bed. The event before she lost consciousness played in her mind, and she shivered. Her hand flew to her side and she noticed the
Kyle hesitated. "I’ve got anything for you, Kate.""Thank you... I told Annie to prepare some chicken soup. She should be here soon.""Are you allowed to eat yet?""I don’t know... I feel hungry. "Denzel was about to turn and walk out of the room when the door opened and a second stranger walked in.“Male again?” Denzel thought.The man appeared to be in his mid-forties and fit, as one who hit the gym regularly. No one in the room recognized him. He reached for his pocket and took out an item. The act made Kate’s heart race as she remembered the attack she was still suffering from."I’m Detective Eddie Fortune, from the NYPD," he said as he waved his card in their faces. "I’m here to question the lady... alone."Kyle hesitated but walked out. Denzel walked towards the detective until they were a few inches apart. He stretched his hand. "Denzel Hobbs, CEO of CULID beverages…"They shook. A firm shake."Do you mind if I stay? She’s my maid. ""Of course..." I didn’t notice it was Denze