It was the first time she would be using the CEO's private car and she was quite excited about it, even though she felt goosebumps crawl underneath her skin, making her uncomfortable.She opened the door and went in, while the other guy shut the door and sat at the front seat, just beside the driver. She recognized him as the CEO's right hand man. "What was his name again? She whispered to no one in particular, trying to recall.She noticed that the CEO wasn't with them, making her wonder where they were headed exactly. She was prompted to ask. "Uhm, Hello."The right hand man turned to face her, giving the facial expression of, can I help you. "I'm Nathan." He added.She smiled briefly. "Uhm, Nathan? Do you mind telling me where we're going? It doesn't seem like I'm being kidnapped but, I still don't know where I'm going." "We have a plane to cash and you're late already. You should know by now that the CEO doesn't entertain lateness. Just hope he's in
Since the first day he set his eyes on her, he knew there was something different, yet familiar about her. She was not like the others who kept throwing themselves at him, who went as far as putting on revealing dresses just to catch his attention, this one was different, but he wondered how long it would last.Most the of the previous secretaries that had worked with him didn't last up to two months, the stayed most was a lady who worked up to a year and disappeared without trace. He couldn't recall the name, but the face could ring a bell. Whenever he noticed that any of the ladies were acting up in front of him, changing their walking steps, voice pattern, just to get his attention, he would increase their tasks to keep them busy. Unfortunately, they always had a way to come back to torment him with their appearance. He decided to keep every contract at a maximum of three months and that had been helpful to him. Just the previous day, CEO Dash had received a call fr
Getting to the room, she dropped her bags and luggage and went ahead to take a shower. She had just left the bathroom when she heard the doorbell ring.She quickly put on her bath rope and headed to the door. Peeping through the door opening, she noticed that the ladies behind her door were on the hotel uniform, so she assumed that they were workers. She pushed the door open. "Hello, how may I help you? She asked in a very polite tone. "Good afternoon ma'am." Both ladies responded, smiling broadly. "We were asked to deliver these to you." One of the ladies added.Daisy stared at the bags which they held In front of her, as if trying to scan with her eyes. "What are those? She queried. The other lady replied, still maintaining the smile. "Uhm, it came from your boss actually. Although, he didn't drop a name, but we were asked to deliver it to this very room." She explained. Daisy knew immediately that Nathan could have dropped it off following their boss's
Duncan Ladiyz sat on his king-sized chair in his personal office, holding a glass of whisky on one hand and a stick of cigar on the other. He puffed slowly, allowing the tiny smoke penetrate the whole room. He was deep in thought, trying to understand something that had happened to him some months ago and how to go about it. It had been bothering him for quite a while, but he hadn't gotten a good solution to the outstanding problem giving him sleepless days.He usually left his base to this particular place whenever he needed time to think about himself and his business. Though, he always used the disguise of cruising to deceive people into thinking that it was his time to have fun. In few minutes time, he was going to be having a meeting with one of his father's rivals. One of the biggest and richest men in their time. Duncan always acknowledged the fact that his rival was quite a stunning and well mannered man, even though he wasn't his kind of business partner
As soon as the meeting ended, she went out of the meeting room and left the two men behind to continue with whatever they had between them. She was pissed and almost devastated.She felt her boss disliked her, perhaps because she wasn't classy enough, but she was more hurt this time because she could sense that he was using her as a tool. She wondered if it was a ploy to get her into the man's bed, like she heard some rich men do whenever they are sexually aroused. She hated her boss the more she thought about the whole thing. "Little wonder he went as far as getting Nathan to go shop for this dress. I feel like a little slut right now." She cursed under her breath.She decided to join Nathan in the front vehicle rather than stay in the same car with her boss, which she had suddenly come to detest even more. Nathan came around and saw her sitting in the car, so he wondered what she was up to. He could tell that she was a stubborn one, though smart, he was beginning t
It was another casual day at the Kiosk. Mrs. Kute had returned from the big market and was arranging the new wares she had gotten from the marketplace.She hummed her favourite song as she continued to keep the items properly on their various places. Some of her clients trooped in, so she had to pause for a while to attend to them before she could continue. She heard a very familiar voice from afar which she could recognise even in her sleep. "Isn't that Maxwell? She asked no one in particular. One of her clients who still was purchasing some items thought she referred to him. "You mean me ma'am? He asked. "Oh no no no. I thought I heard my son's voice. Wasn't referring to you please." She answered, giving off a cheerful smile.Just then, Maxwell walked in, clutching his school bag firmly on his back. "Hello momma, I'm back from school." He greeted, then walked up to her and kisses her on her forehead. She smiled broadly at him. "My beloved. You returned so earl
The cab dropped her off in front of the building. She got down, paid the fare and walked majestically inside. She could notice stares at her as she proportioned her steps on the heels with ease. She knew she looked beautiful that day and the more the stares, the more her boldness heightened. One reason she dressed that way was to increase her level of confidence in front of other workers as some of them had started talking so much behind her back. The other reason was to spite her boss and make him see that she too could increase her social charisma and aura as well. Since the last incident at the Ladiyz palace, she had been feeling so dejected and subdued, so she needed to overcome that feeling, she hoped that this new phase of hers would work.She came across Mark on her way to her office and he stopped her for a while to share pleasantries, not failing to spoil her with complimentary words. "Wow, you look so beautiful and astonishing. Damn, what's up with you? Ma
"She doesn't look like a spy, though she has a knack for it, she's just smart." Nathan said to his boss few minutes after Daisy left, trying to take his mind off her.CEO Dash got up from the chair and paced briefly, then returned back to his seat. "I want to believe no one sent her, but if I find out that she is indeed a spy, she would wish she never stepped foot in here." He threatened. Nathan continued, "Sir, I looked into her case record and everything was very much normal and okay." He explained. "Remind me, how did she get access to this position again? Nathan paused for a while, careful not to use the wrong words. "She applied on time and you chose her yourself. There was no protocols followed." "Hmmm." CEO Dash said casually. "I hope you're right on this one again, because I won't hesitate to discard her immediately." "Yes sir." Nathan answered. "Run a check as to how she got informed of the job vacancy. She definitely had an insider's guide s
The house shone with liveliness after the Omorhs moved in. Furnitures being arranged, the interior decorators moving here and there to make sure everything was placed properly, just where their client wanted. The truck carrying some of the new purchased properties arrived with their agents to help offload them. Everywhere seemed busy and quite rowdy, till about a few hours later, towards the evening. Mrs. Rachel made sure to supervise each work and confirmed every successful task done before paying the balance of the agreed payment. In no time, the house became quiet when the agents and other workers left, leaving Mrs. Rachel with her sons, Maxwell, Daniel and Jacob.They returned from their apartment the previous day to help out with the relocation and packing in. All thanks to Daisy, they were able to move out from their old house to the new place, which was lively and more suitable to live in. "At this point, I feel like leaving our house in school and coming back
She unlocked the door, singing happily as she sauntered into the house, clutching her bag and a shopping package Nathan had gotten for her. Apparently, she had said yes to his proposal, so they were officially a thing. She sighted Stacy from the sitting room and hurried over to help her out. "Oh my goodness! She said loudly, almost in a scream. What happened to you? Why are you on the floor? Daisy asked very much concerned about her.Stacy limped slightly after getting up, with the help of Daisy. "I actually slipped few minutes ago and when I heard you, I became too lazy to get up." She lied. Daisy noticed the bruise on her forehead and wondered what could have really happened. "Stacy, your forehead, what happened to you? She asked, touching there lightly.Stacy immediately moved away slowly from her and covered her face with her palm. "Daisy, I said I'm fine. I only slipped. I guess I hit my head on the table at the process of falling." She replied harshly, not want
Sitting in front of his laptop in his room which was partly dark, with only a gasoline lamp that lit the room. He stared at the laptop, fascinated by what he was seeing. He grabbed a pack of popcorn sitting on the table in front of him, then sat back to chew. He stared at the laptop for a while marvelled at the description of his new assignment.He had been asked to track a particular lady and keep tabs on her, find out everything about her and everyone connected to her. It was funny to him that two of his clients were paying differently to make use of that same woman. His job was to work for all of his clients, despite the work demands, as far as it came with a very good pay. That was Lomar, the hitman.His parents had abandoned, rather, disowned him when he was still a teenager. He joined gangs from quite a tender age and every plea, punishments and torture didn't change him, but made him worse. As soon as he clocked twenty, he left home to stay with his friends in a
She grabbed her work pad and started going through the tasks. She noticed that most of the tasks she left unattended to had been taken care of. She was really glad and grateful to whoever helped her. Thinking about it, she wondered who could have done that. CEO Dash would never in his entire life handle anything that concerned her, not after wishing her dead, she sighed. "Hold on, what if he hired someone else to replace me? She gasped, as she came to the realisation that she was easily replaceable. "Oh no, did he call me to retract my contract? Her heart skipped a millionth times.Though she wished to do away with the job, deep down, she wanted it. The job had given her access to the kind of life she had only dreamt of. She sent money home weekly each time she got her pay and had been able to save some enormous amount of money like never before. She had about five more weeks to go. She prayed her hallucinations do not turn out to become a reality, as that would be a tough one
Daisy woke up in a start, disturbed by the noise from the bathroom, she couldn't go back to sleep again even though she tried. "Oh, you're awake? Stacy asked, drying her wet hair as she strolled into the room, from the bathroom. Daisy yawned lightly. "Yeah, I'm awake, big thanks to you." She replied, still on bed.Stacy stared at her, confused by the remark she had made. "What do you mean by that? Daisy got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom. "You were noisy." She answered, dragging her legs. Realising what Daisy meant she apologised. "I'm really sorry D, I didn't mean to." She said loudly so she could hear. Daisy came back to the room and sat on the bed, staring at Stacy. She noticed that she behaved a little awkward and weird, which she found suspicious. "Stacy, are you good? She asked, making it obvious that she didn't fancy the new her, if there was anything as that.Stacy smiled faintly and nodded, too weak to fake a broad smile. "Actually, I'
CEO Dash dash was seated in his private lounge in his house, a glass of wine in his hand. He sipped calmly, as he thought about how to work on something that had been bothering him. He had asked Nathan and some of his trusted allies to help him out, but all had proved abortive. He knew they had done a good job, but needed something much better than the casual responses he had been getting. It had been several weeks since he heard from his mother. His other siblings had said the same thing when he had called to complain to them. Each time he called, he would always be redirected to voicemail and he got scared. He needed to see his mother, she was the one he could easily share his ordeal with whenever he was having any issues whatsoever. His father had said that she was in her private vacation home, which she had purchased secretly, hoping to stay there and recover fully before returning home. He didn't trust his father one bit, especially coupled with the fact that he d
It was a bright Saturday morning. As usual, the roads were less busy than the week days, since a lot of persons In the area preferred to be indoor than leave the comfort of their home when it's not work. Stacy was dressed already and ready to bounce. She had decided to go shopping that morning, to restock the house as a surprise, because Daisy was scheduled to be released from the hospital that faithful day. She was so excited to have her friend back that she had planned a bunch of surprises. She locked the door properly, then turned the keys again to confirm she actually did so, properly. Hitting the road, she flagged a taxi and headed to the supermarket close by. She had a list of things she put down she was going to get, especially items she knew Daisy would love. "I really don't know, but I feel I'm too excited. Isn't that strange? She mumbled to herself while picking out some items from the stock. She got them one after the other, according to the various se
Mr. Shaw stared at the magazine bluntly, showing no detectable facial expression, as he puffed the tobacco occasionally. Another glance at the next column of the magazine, he frowned, displeased by what he had just read."Is something meaningful no longer happening around here? No catchy headlines, no interesting stories about rise in stocks, collapse of a company, rise of the victorious one. Every single thing looks so predictable and it disgusts me." He lamented to no one in particular since he was the only one in his private office.He kept checking the pages one after the other, but was not satisfied with whatever he was seeing. "I miss the days when I still was young and vibrant. I mean, every week, I birthed new headlines for the people. Whether directly or indirectly. The current youngsters are too lenient with themselves." He complained.He flipped to the last page of the magazine, which after he had gone through, he tossed it fiercely on the floor. He puffed the tobacco, inha
It was drizzling and was about to start raining heavily when she got to the house. She had just returned from the hospital after her second visit to see Daisy just as she had earlier promised. Her driver had dropped her off in front of her house as usual and drove off.She was glad the rain didn't meet her outside as she had this personal issue with rainy days, especially the heavy ones. She searched for her keys in her bag till she found it after some fumblings. She inserted the key into the keyhole and tried to unlock the door when she noticed that the door was open. She stared at it for a while, wondering if she had left it open that morning while leaving for work, but she couldn't remember exactly. After a furtile thinking, she overlooked it, then she went into the house and locked the door properly. As she turned on the light, she saw a manly figure sitting on the sofa just right there in the sitting room, backing her. She couldn't see who it was and fear gripped he