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
Stanley Bradley never considered himself better than Denzel. They had met in high school and, many years later, they still maintained the friendship they shared.However, they were different in almost all aspects.Denzel was good-looking. A charmer. He had many crushes in high school and even when they moved to college. He knew the perfect words, had the perfect lines to get a girl. Stan wasn’t the last example of how a lady wanted her man to look. He was good looking, but it took time to notice him and he lacked the words to tell a lady. While Denzel charmed all the girls in school, Stan hid his feelings and claimed he wasn’t interested in romantic affairs.Stan had a smaller dick and he had always hidden the fact from Denzel until one spring in high school when Denzel forced his pants down in the locker room. Denzel laughed at him and called him a girl. When Stan saw the huge cock hanging medially on Denzel’s waist, he concluded that he may never get a chance at love.Then a new stu
The Boeing 767-300ER of United Airlines landed on the runway in Johannesburg with a bang at 1400 hours.A few minutes later, the passengers alighted. Kate breathed in the air and realized it wasn’t different from the air in New York. As she stepped down, she relived the moment when the plane made its ascent. She had secretly confided in Kim that she might be airsick. When Kim noticed her gripping tightly on the leather chair, she took her hand in hers and held her firmly."You’ll be fine," she whispered. "I had a terrible experience during my first visit... You’re braver than me. "Kate nodded as her stomach knotted and threatened to throw out the cup of coffee she had forced down that morning."How was the flight?" Kim asked as she walked to her side."Terrific. I don’t want to get used to it."Kim laughed. "That’s nonsense."Denzel walked in front of them with Stan by his side. He was making a call.A young man in his early forties approached them with a smile."Good afternoon and w