MARCUS... For the next few hours, I tried to be productive so the things Gina said wouldn't affect me that much, but I'd be lying to say that fragments of the statements made by her didn't filter through my mind every once in a while. I'd never really been the type to ponder on things for too long, but I was going to be completely honest and say things the way they really were, I'd thought about this one for long enough. When I told myself it was alright and it was time to move on, it kept replaying like she'd been somewhere, with a remote, pressing any button she deemed fit. From where I sat in Nanny and granddad's living room, I could hear the annoying sounds of celebration. They pierced in through the walls and windows and not to lie, I was all the words to describe enraged, but I kept whatever feeling it was that I hate towards the ones who were celebrating bottled up in me because my opinion didn't matter. Earlier on, I'd attempted to try and have the coffee from the brewing
MONIQUE I'd been gone for how long? Two, three, four days? Quite frankly, I had not the slightest idea, but all I knew was that I found peace in those few days I'd been gone. The main reason unknown to me. Gina informed me that a lot had happened within that period. Things that had slipped off my memory once she announced it. I honestly had been going through a lot of phases these last couple of days, but all that mattered was that I found peace. Today was the day everything would be over. I was returning to the castle. The fucking castle. Trust me, anywhere would be perfectly fine other than that fucked up place called the royal castle. I'd left for a lot of reasons, the main one being to avoid further conversations about my supposed coronation. The whole thing was like shit that had been talked about for too long, but didn't happened. I prayed this one wouldn't happen, though. It was like overhyped shit to me. Shit that would happen to me. If I had to use a finger to count ho
MONIQUE ... There'd been a lot of shit that I'd left unattended for a long time and it was high time I figured how to fix those things. A company that I fucking built from scratch was on the verge of suffering due to some fucked up staff in a branch in the United States. Due to my mental health, I'd completely pushed that aside for a long time. It had been over three months and I couldn't even start to pretend like I didn't know what was going on. Our rank was dropping and in no time, I'd be a liar to say I was shocked if we weren't even on the top fifty. If I didn't get down to it, it was going to come to that. We were still in the top twenty, but when your gut instinct told you to do something, it was best to obey because those things were like guardian angels sent directly from God. Just this morning alone, I'd spoken with a few people on my team and I'd been informed that those people were working. It was by their making that MBC was still what it was. I couldn't thank them en
MONIQUE "Gina!" I yelled, darting across the hallway and not giving a care who or who didn't see me in the state that I was in."Gina, bitch. Where the fuck are you?"Before I knew it, I was racing down the staircase like an idiot was chasing after me with a knife. Certain experiences in life lead us into doing things we didn't know we were capable of and right now, I was sprinting as though I wanted nothing but the gold medal. How I'd gotten to the worker's wing, I had not the little bit of interpretation, but fuck it. All that mattered was that I had gotten to safety even though without a doubt, I resembled a mad woman. "Bitch, open the fucking door!" My hand hit the first door that came to view. It might not have been Gina's since I'd never bothered to ask how where she stayed looked like and I was finally paying for it. Who knew what'd happen in a few seconds from now? Probably, a nearly naked man might open the door and after what I'd just experienced, I was far from willing
MONIQUE ... One of the numerous things I hated with a passion was when my rest was interrupted. Gina knew and she still went ahead to do it, but it was for good reasons actually. My presence was required in the United States. Not by the president or anyone in authority, but by MBC. Things were getting out of hand and they needed none other than me to fix it since it was me who built it from the scratch. The whole thing felt nerve-wracking. I was still in the phase of trying to get my eyes opened fully, but I knew it was going to be one hell of an experience. "You have to get up so we'll plan this quickly." Gina told me, patting a side of my exposed left arm. Fuck, this was really happening. Using the tips of my fingers to scrub my lids open, I stared at her for a good five seconds as if she was a stranger I'd just found resting on my bed. "Hi," I said, curtly, not hiding that I was pissed she woke me. "You need to get your ass out off of this bed and get out of here." The tone
MONIQUE I could ask myself the question what the fuck happened? a million times, but my brain still wouldn't be able to give me an answer that was meritorious ;hence, my reason for staring at everything I could through the window as the car moved. All Gina did was ask are you okay? The answer was very fucking patent. I wouldn't say in broad daylight because it was literally 2:00am in the morning, but I wasn't. My company was crumbling before my very own eyes and things had gotten so bad that it was at the level where it was beyond me. How could it be beyond me? I needed to fix this, but how? I'd asked myself that question time and again within the space of was it ten minutes? I hadn't been able to come up with something reasonable, but I wasn't going to give up. What I'd given my all, spent my spirit soul and body building wasn't going to crumble with the blink of an eye. It would be so shameful and even though I didn't want to think about it, but it meant that I'd have to return
MONIQUE - The next day, I was in my private plane, flying to England just as though nothing serious happened during the early hours of the day and I didn't just get to America about twenty-four hours ago. It was crazy. It took a while for us to arrive at the castle and when we got there, it was as deserted as a quite place could be. Even along the streets, I could find no one. It made me think that they were having something like a festival or so, but if that had been the case, we should have seen a few people walking along the roads or at least, heard some sounds from them, but neither of them came. Not to lie, I did feel a bit relieved. All I hoped was that Adrian wasn't lurking within the walls of the castle since it was large enough to not notice when there was an imposter in the house. Quite frankly, Adrian had become a thing of great irritation to to me. Thinking about him made bile want rise from my system and go out through my mouth. I got
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄I really didn't know if to call Marcus Blacksmith a son of bitch because his parents were no more or if to strangle him the next time I set eyes on him. A bitch was in dire need of some dick and she offered him pussy on a platter of gold. All he had to do was take it and he walked through the door like he had all of the money in the world and could get whatever the fuck it was he wanted. Fuck him, fuck me, fuck the silly attraction between us that wasn't willing to die anytime soon. After all of my ranting, one thing was clear, I wanted that man even more now and it was crazy that shit was fucked up. Even if we hadn't gone to the extreme, I wished we'd at least done some in that library. Closing my eyes, I imagined my going down on my knees for him in that library. I could visualize what his face would look like when I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. By the time my tongue was swirling around his tip, I was pretty sure his eyes were going to be halfway clos