“The pleasure is all mine, Mr Luxander”. Richie said with a smile. Luxander had smiled first at him so this was a good sign, right?. He thought. He signalled at he waitress to take their orders. “One iced Americano for him, please”.Richie ordered.“Just one? What about you?”. Luxander questioned. “I actually had one before you came”. Richie lied. In truth, he didn’t like iced Americano. He was just trying to impress Luxander and impressing Luxander meant deal getting signed and seeing a smile on his grandfather’s face.“Now I feel bad. I did come here exactly 7:30am though but you make it sound like l made you wait long. I apologize for that.”Now Richie bit down on her tongue. He couldn’t believe all these misunderstandings had all ensued because he didn’t order a freaking iced Americano. “You didn’t make me wait long”.Richie said trying to make the matter better. “You are my guest so it only makes sense that I arrive before you, isn’t it? You just kept ne waiting for like 10minut
“Where are you boss? I’ll come to you”. John questioned. Richie let out a deep throaty laughter. “Will you come all the way to New Orleans when you have to be with your mother? There’s no need. Just stay there, I’ll be fine. I Just wonder what grandfather’s expression is going to be like this time. He’d finally hugged me for the first time in 26 years” . Richie sighed. “Sorry for the moppy story, I’ll leave you now”. Richie hung up as he ordered another bottle of whiskey. His mind was in a daze as he was confused. An old lady who was the owner of the bar, approached him.”Young man I think you have had enough to drink. Go home. Do you live around? Or Should I call a chauffeur for you?” Annoyed by her persistence, Richie pushed her off, shouting. “Woman get lost and just do your job!. If you know that you would rather intrude on your customer’s life than offer them your service then, just stay out of it. I’ll go somewhere else to drink if you are not ready to offer me a bottle of wh
Later. I will eat later.”. Richie said as he ascened the stairs, moving up as he bypassed Kate’s room. He knew that he should just walk away but Miriam’s words troubled him. Giving into his desires, he rapped lightly on the door and upon hearing no response, he turned on the knob walking in. “I’m home. Wake up”. He ordered with a strong voice but he got no response.”I get it now you”. Richie said knowingly. “You are trying to avoid me” “Well sorry to say but when I tell you to stand up, you do despite your mood”. Richie growled flipping the bed sheets over and seeing that it was nothing but a pile of clothes under the bed sheets. "Let's see how it goes." He He bawled, summoning all the servants in the house downstairs. “Where is she!?” “I fear I do not know whom you speak of, sir” Miriam cired shaking and shivering with fear. “Kate”. Richie dragged out slowly. “She is gone. Where is she!?” The men and maid servant shared a look with one another muttering amongst themselves.
John's dead body was dumped right before her eyes and Kate could not express the kind of pains she was experiencing. It was like an arrow pierced in her heart. She felt numb as she dragged her body into the room. She was the cause of John's death, no matter what anybody says. The house was silent like a mortuary for days. The regular activities were still holding, no one dare refuse Richie of feeding nor cleaning. Though they were all mourning John, but that does not prevent them from serving Richie's food. He does not act concerned either. Many say he is evil, when in fact, he is devil himself. "Miriam" he called out on morning. "Arrange a new personal assistant for me. A smart and loyal personal assistant precisely" he added and Miriam bowed her head. She could not believe that he was letting everything go just let that. His personal assistant of 8 years and he was ready to get someone else? This man is truly a psycho. "Yes sir" she said and bowed her head. What can she do?. "Ge
Richie got to room and met Kate sitting on the bed, weakly. His heart soften a bit as he noticed her face all swollen up. He could tell she has been since the incident happened. All blames on her. Why did she involve my personal assistant in her dirty escape? Richie thought. He slammed his hand angrily on the wall since she gas not noticed his entrance since he came in. Kate flinched in fear and he smirked. That's what he wants to see. That's what he likes to see. "Ma.. Master" she shuttered, trying to think of every possible reason why he was in her room but nothing came to her mind except sex. As he saw the fear in her, he felt soft and was moved with compassion. He literally forgot why he was there to start wirh. He glanced around the room and noticed it was not in a good shape. "Would you like to change your room?" He found himself asking against his wish. Kate just stared at him, puzzled. Why the change of room all of a sudden?, she could not help but ask herself. She did not
After so much crying, her eyes felt tired from the constant tears and her head bangs so much like her brain was revolving around her head and hitting the walls of her head. She had no idea of when she slept off on the floor, tired. All thanks to the warm and comfy clothes, she didn't feel cold. *** Kate opened her eyes briefly as she felt she was been carried. She wanted to believe it was a dream until she opened her eyes to see herself being lifted by Richie. Is this a dream?, she asked her self continuously, unable to believe her believe her eyes. She shut her eyes and opened it back and saw the same thing. She pinched herself, yet nothing changed.. She was sure he saw her open her eyes but he didn't say anything. He just touch her face, lips, wipes away the already dry tears from her face and kissed her lips. He tucked her in bed and left after telling her good night. Immediately he left, Kate opened her eyes and stared at the door all through like she has seen a ghost. The sud
Immediately they left, Kate sighed repeatedly. She was made to bath twice for God knows what reason. She stood up from the bathtub and cleared all the candles that were arranged there. "Stupid candles" she muttered. It was going to cause her more harm than good. Harm in the sense that it would make her scrub each and every place the candles were placed. After clearing them, she dumped them in a waste bin in the bathroom. She made ti leave the room when she realized she didn't even come with a towel. Without giving it much thought, she went back to the room naked. After all, it was her room. She was stunned to meet Richie waiting for her with a cup of coffee in his hand. He didn't look away from her body since he enjoy seeing it. He smirked at her as he glanced through her body with his devilish face. She shyly wrapped her hands over her body as she rushed to the closet to get her towel."How are you doing?" Richie asked, making Kate wonder if she heard him well. She titled her head
"Sir, I brought someone to you for accessing" Miriam bowed her head slightly as a young man, obviously in his late 30's followed her behind. It was in the afternoon, just after they finished having lunch and Kate returned to her shell. Richie was sitting on one of the luxurious armchair in the sitting room. Richie raised his eyebrows as he scanned his eyes from the old lady standing, back to the young man behind her. "Yes?" He said, gesturing for her to continue. "You said you're in need of a personal assistant sir" Miriam paused a bit. She wanted to add 'after killing John' but she shut her mouth so she won't be the next victim. She continued, "Here he is sir" "I see" Richie said and chuckled. He accessed the young man poor dressing and could tell he was not in the drug world. "What is your name?" He asked, after checking him out for the hundredth time and wondering what brought him here. After all, he was also wearing a faded jeans trouser and a cheap hoodie. "I doubt he can wo
Days later…(Taormina, Sicily)“Please be quick about it..” Kate said to the hotel receptionist and quickly dropped the phone almost as soon as Richie waltzed out of the bathroom looking as though he was running an ad for a modeling agency.He looked so handsome in his bathrobe and had droplets of water on his hair and face which only made him look more breathtaking to Kate; and she couldn’t help but thank her stars for allowing her to get to meet someone as perfect as him.He was the perfect depiction of her childhood dream man; and sometimes she feared that he was just too good for her.Their eyes locked and held; and for a moment they were so enthralled by each other that nothing else mattered anymore.Not even the fact that they were clad in nothing but their birthday suit. Richie winked at her, making her blush fiercely.After a long while of comfortable silence, Kate let out a long sigh and screamed excitedly;“I still can’t believe that I’m right here in Atlantis bay! My dream
Chapter 91Kate“Stay back!” Jane growled fiercely but Kate couldn’t exactly say if she was yelling at her or at Richie.Her body shook with fear as she stared at the black metallic object clasped in Jane’s hands but she didn’t show her fear; She couldn’t bring herself to because she knew that that was exactly what people like Jane thrived on.She couldn’t give her that satisfaction.Before she came here, she had braced herself for the absolute worst; had expected Jane to pull a stunt like this from the very beginning that now it no longer surprised her.All she wanted right now was to get out of this situation unscathed. She didn’t care how she intended to do that but knew that that was her only aim.Ashley had told her that a thing like this would happen; had warned her and thankfully she had listened.At first she didn’t want to be scared but when she looked into Jane’s eyes, and saw the crazed maniacal look in them, her fear only intensified.This witch was crazy enough to do anyt
Richie.Richie wanted to snap. He was pissed at everyone’s overly bubbly attitude today and was beginning to wonder if the day was his or theirs.He couldn’t really say that the day was his though because he was practically being forced…more like threatened to do this.He still couldn’t comprehend why his grandfather would present him with a decision as difficult as this for his own personal interest, and it made him mad.The brightly lit air conditioned room still felt unbearably hot for Richie as he yanked uncomfortably at his necktie and glared against the high fluorescent lights that seemed to want to blind him.He didn’t care that his discomfort was being let out in the open and that the press could make a fuss out of it later, all he cared about was getting done with this accursed wedding ceremony and being back to the confines of his room.He drowned out the loud cheerful noises around him, wondering to himself why these people seemed a lot more happy that he was getting marrie
Richie.“Try it again and again.” The male voice from the tv spoke loudly but to Richie it felt like he was being spoken to.He loosened his tie, copying the gestures of the young magician on the screen and began mimicking the man’s actions.A few minutes went past, and after a while of copying the magician’s actions Richie decided to stop. It was no longer fun to him; in fact nothing felt like fun anymore.The world felt like it was spinning in circles, and to Richie everything was in a flux. He couldn’t say exactly what stand his life held right now or what its meaning was but knew he was simply going with the flow that came.Pressing the bottle of liquor to his lips, Richie took a big gulp and winced when the fiery liquid burned its way from the back of his throat down to his chest.He loved the feeling though, but the aftermath was what he disliked.He hated how it usually made him feel crappy and how his fingers shook like that of an epileptic person whenever he took it excessive
Richie‘Wait, something didn’t feel right.’ Richie thought to himself as he sat unmoving on the large red sofa he had adored as a kid but now it held no significance to him, and all he could think about was how to get out of it and fast.Right in front of him sat Jane and his grandfather Phillip and Richie could do nothing but glare at the both of them as they went about chattering between each other like he wasn’t in the room.Jane’s loud giggles infuriated him, even the way she had suddenly changed her sitting position into some sort of lazy style while she rubbed continuously on her flattened stomach.On a normal day, he would’ve sent her out of the house but this was his grandfather’s and not his… he had no right to do that here and that was her saving grace.“How aren’t you sure that this isn’t some sort of joke the same way you thought Kate had lied about being pregnant?” He snarled at his grandfather who seemed too enthralled with talking to Jane that nothing else mattered.To
RichieRichie staggered up the airy flight of stairs with only a bottle of chilled liquor clasped in his cold stiff hands.“One green bottle standing on the wall… one green bottle standing on the wall…” he sang drunkenly as he trudged upwards, absolutely oblivious to the shocked stares his workers threw at him as he walked past.Truth is, he didn’t even notice they were staring nor did he care if they actually did.He rubbed his hands again and again across his face to stop himself from falling asleep as he walked but that seemed as impossible as walking on eggshells and praying that it does not crack.His body suddenly shook with a kind of cold that he hadn’t experienced before but then he couldn’t quite explain if it was as a result of the weather or due to how cold he actually felt inside.He couldn’t bring himself to talk to anyone about how he truly felt…about how his dreams were constantly plagued with memories of Kate and how he felt he would go crazy soon if nothing was done a
Kate“How’s this even possible?” Kate mumbled very quietly under her breath after taking her first bite of the almost half cooked cheese sandwich which smelled way tastier than it actually tasted.Her taste buds which had previously been on overdrive immediately came to a rest and then she began to munch slowly on the food whilst fighting the urge to drop it in order not to offend Ashley.That would be bad.She couldn’t even bring herself to tell Ashley that she wasn’t such a good cook and that the food tasted bad, instead she ate on slowly and decided to strike a conversation with her.“I get the part where you always had people working for you and so you should always have them doing your biddings. Why then did you still learn to cook?” Kate asked whilst chewing.She grinned when Ashley frowned at her half opened mouth but wasn’t remorseful as she kept chewing absentmindedly on the offensive tasting sandwich.Ashley rolled her eyes; “I never learnt to cook pumpkin, and I know exact
KateHer eyelids were heavy, almost like they’d been previously sealed shut with a cement and then forcefully ripped open after it had gotten dry moments later due to indecision.Kate winced under the pain. It was a little too much and her body throbbed from it.She could feel her stomach twist painfully from it too but she didn’t care, all she wanted was to understand what she was doing here when only moments ago, she was at the back of Richie’s Rolls Royce…on her way to her wedding reception.She wanted to understand why anyone would decide to kidnap and beat her up when in fact, she could swear she hadn’t done anything to warrant such treatment from anyone.She was confused and at the same time shocked but was also scared because she was quite unsure about who was behind all these.What if it was Luxander… Or Ashley?Her eyes widened at the thoughts as her heartbeat accelerated. She prayed that It shouldn’t be any of those two because she knew of how crazy they could get and she di
RichieThe tie clung onto his neck like a choker but he didn’t notice it as his mind was somewhere else entirely.He yawned, rubbing at his heavy eyelids only to sit up in shock when he discovered that he was still inside his car since the previous night and that he was still clad in his wedding suit.His wedding suit…The suit that he had planned to take off the instant he was alone with Kate after their ending; the suit he no longer had the strength to take off his body because suddenly it felt like all of his dreams were already going up in smoke.…a thick choking smoke.He slowly trudged out of the car, walked all the way into the house, and stood hopefully in front of the large TV screen which only brought news of the exploded warehouse over and over again.He couldn’t believe that something this drastic could simply happen only a few hours to something he’d always dreamed of.It felt like a dream, a very terrible dream that he had still not woken up from and at the same time he