Suddenly, her head began to spin making her put down the glass abruptly. Annabelle looked on in disappointment at the untouched drink.“What's wrong?” she asked curiously noticing how beads of sweat instantly began to form on Angela’s forehead.“I… I feel…dizzy” she managed to say as she jumped to her feet but the whole room seemed to be spinning and she landed back on her chair.She placed her palm on her forehead and closed her eyes trying to control the dizziness but it wasn’t working.“Can you…help me t—to the b—bathroom please?”She managed to let out. Annabelle was confused. Was the poison that strong that it was already showing effects without her tasting it? Was sniffing it just as potent as tasting it? Even if that were true, the effects shouldn't be that quick. She wondered. Seeing as Angela paled, she stood up and helped her to the bathroom as the rest of the patrons and waiters stared at them oddly.Once Angela made it in, she went into one of the stalls and shut the door
She stared at her body in the mirror, her body was definitely changing, slowly, but the changes are there. Aside from her pale skin, her boobs felt tender and bigger plus she seemed to be developing curves, her body was beginning to look more womanly but the only thing is that her stomach was not yet big. That's a good thing, at least Annabelle won't know she's pregnant till she leaves. She began to wonder what Annabelle's mission is. She wouldn't come just to see her and patch things up, that's for sure. If that were the case, she'd have at least come with her daughter but she didn't. There was an ulterior motive behind Annabelle's visit but she just haven't figured out what it is yet. She had a flashback to the day Annabelle left.She came back from school earlier that day because it was a half day. Just as she entered into the house, she heard the sound of knife digging into flesh repeatedly and someone screaming. Panicking, she dropped her bag gently, took her phone and began to
“Hi darling, come meet Angela” she said as she linked her arms with his and brought him to the table. “I've already met her!” he answered in a deep, booming voice, referring to the day she came with Tristan to his office.“Did you guys exchange pleasantries?” she asked as she took her seat. “It was work related” he replied coldly, still glaring at her. Angela squirmed uncomfortably under his scrutiny. She didn't dare to meet his eyes.“Hi Sir, pleased to meet you…again” she said with a pleasant smile while avoiding eye contact with him.“I can't say the same for you” he replied and Angela’s face fell but Tristan patted her hand gently under the table.Travis Perry was ruthless, cold and seemed very strict. No one dares to disobey him because those who did in the past attested that something unfortunate happened to them right after that. It's either they suddenly went missing or their business crashed, till they were forced to come back begging him. The only one bold enough to stand
“Angela, wait!” Tristan called out as he ran out after her. She stepped outside and stopped in her tracks, it was raining heavily and it was very cold. She stood there, slightly shivering as Tristan caught up with her at the door and put his arms around her. She shook him off roughly and stepped away from him. He sighed and said “I'm sorry about my father, that's just how he is”“Just how he is? He wasn't like that to Ivy, he clearly thinks I'm not good enough for you”“I know what he said was hurtful, but I promise you, it's not you, it's him. And I don't really care what he thinks…”“Can I just go to the car? You can go finish dinner, I'll wait for you in the car”He frowned and looked around, it would take her at least twenty steps to get to the car and they didn't come with an umbrella. He couldn't have her going in the rain especially in her condition.“You don't have an umbrella!”“I'll be quick, I'll run”He looked at her heels and said “what if you slip? The ground is clearly
Angela’s eyes fluttered open.She looked around and discovered she was in an unfamiliar room. She tried to recollect how she got here, then it dawned on her. This must be Tristan’s room in his parents house. It was a very beautiful room, though not as big as the one in his place but still very nice. There was a poster of a famous rockstar on the wall, a study desk with neatly arranged books of different genres, a gaming console, a large flatscreen television and even his bed was a queen size bed so it would definitely contain the both of them.There was just one problem, Tristan was no where to be found. His clothes on the bed indicated that he had undressed and gotten ready for bed but where was he? She was already sweating now, so she got up, turned off the heater and took off the sweater. She checked the bathroom but didn’t find him. Looking at the time, she concluded that he couldn’t possibly be with his parents by this time. He wasn’t even a late sleeper. Dwelling on that, she
“Hi guys. Morning auntie”“Hi Ivy, did you sleep well?” Marie asked and she nodded, coming into the kitchen to grab an apple. She turned to Tristan with a huge smile.“Hi Tristan, did you sleep well?”Tristan nodded and avoided her gaze while Angela glared at the both of them. Something definitely happened between the both of them yesterday night, she thought.Ivy looked at her but she looked away, deliberately ignoring her.Ivy moved closer to Tristan, put her hand on his shoulder, batted her lashes and asked “I was wondering, can you help me with something upstairs?”Angela was fuming but she managed to keep her composure. Ivy was shameless, just look at how she was outrageously flirting with Tristan in her presence. She looked at Tristan who said nothing, it seems like he was enjoying the extra attention. She rolled her eyes. ‘Whatever!’ Tristan looked at Angela who's gaze was on her cup of coffee. She seemed like she was not paying attention to whatever Ivy was doing and he wonde
Five awkward days passed in a blur with loads of work and meetings and barely enough time for them to talk. At dinner, the atmosphere between them was tense, even at work. It became so bad that some of the staff began to notice it, Leo approached her on the fifth day to ask what was wrong. He came to her desk and sat on her table. She looked up from her computer at him.“Hi there,” he said with a smile.“Hi,” she answered back, turning her gaze back to her computer.“Are you okay? You seem off”“Yeah, I'm okay”“Are you sure? There seems to be some kind of tension between you and the boss”“We’re just… sorting out some stuff, we’ll be fine, but thanks for asking anyways” He leaned forward and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear making her breath catch in her throat. “I got you. If you need anyone to talk to, I’m here for you, always remember that” His gorgeous green eyes sparkled and she found herself mesmerized by it, she was so mesmerized, she couldn’t speak past the lump in h
***TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE, PREGNANCY LOSS AND POSSIBLE DEATH READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED***“What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked with an innocent look.“Angela?” he repeated and she blinked questioningly.“Yeah? What happened?”His brows furrowed as he couldn't shake the feeling that something was not right. Deciding to investigate without arousing suspicion from her, he decided not to say anything yet. He waved dismissively. “Ah, it's nothing” he drew back from her, leaving a reasonable distance between them and put his hands in his pockets.“Um, I was thinking, we have lots of work to do. Have you gone over the things I asked you to?”She pulled closer to him but he moved back quickly.“Why are you avoiding me?” she asked looking hurt.“No, it's not that I'm not avoiding you, it's just that I don't feel so good right now. I'm not in the mood”She moved closer to him again and reached out to touch his forehead but he moved subtly.