Anita Simmons had waited for this day all her life. A few days ago, she would have jumped at the idea of seating at the back of her brother’s car. However, that was not the case anymore; she was in the car with him and she actually wanted to run away from him.
The car ride back to his hotel was short, but it felt like the longest ride of her life. All this time, she felt like she was sitting next to a statue - a man that could not talk. She was grateful when the car came to a stop in front of his hotel. The driver stepped out and opened the door for her, and Javier opened his own door. She muttered a small thank you to the driver and followed Javier into the hotel.
Everyone seemed to know him, especially the hotel staff. Anita felt really uncomfortable; she did not miss the nasty stares that everyone was giving her, especially the girls who worked at the reception. As if sensing her discomfort, Javier stopped and followed her eyes, and when he caught
Shannon just stood there and stared at MJ for quite a long time. To say she was shocked would be an understatement of the year. How was it possible that Logan was having lunch with the woman who humiliated him, and how was it possible that this woman was with the same man who insulted her? Was this how rich people lived; dine with their enemies?She looked between the two to see if there was some kind of tension, but to no avail. “Shannon?” Logan asked, surprised. “What are you still doing here? I thought you had quit.”Shannon gave him a tight smile. “Logan, I signed a damned contract that says I have to give a notice, so I’m here to fulfil my task before I can leave.” She said through gritted teeth, and Logan rolled his eyes.“May, this is Shannon, David Botha’s younger sister. Shannon, this is May Smith, Sonya Smith’s sister. She’s standing in for her sister.” Logan intr
“Hi, this is Anita Simmons, and I can’t take your call right now. Please leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you.”Meryl was calling Anita for the nth time now in the past two hours. She was the only person left in the building, and she had to lock up. On a daily basis, it was Jorge, MJ, or Anita that locked because they were always the last people to leave the building. Since all of them were out of the country, it was her responsibility to lock up.However, she did not know the passcode to set the alarm, because it changed on a weekly basis, and the only people who knew about it and got an update each time were MJ and Anita since Jorge barely came to the main office. MJ Billings did not trust anyone else but Anita in the entire building and thus shared the password with her.Although Billings Corporation had tight security and there were literally cameras at every single corner, she could n
After Logan left MJ at the restaurant, MJ went back to the office and worked on the documents Logan had asked for, and highlighted in some points and edited them. There was only thirty minutes left of work, and she was almost done with the documents. Who could have thought she would actually follow one of his orders and really work for him? She shook her head and sighed.The minutes flew by and it was home time. Logan knocked on MJ’s door and walked in, holding his jacket and briefcase in his left hand, and his phone and keys on his right. His shirt was hanging out, his tie loose, and his hair a mess. He looked tired.“Hi.” He greeted and gave her a small smile. He did not know how to approach her after his behaviour earlier; if he wanted his plans to work, he would have to practice patience. He had to accept that May Smith could not and would not tell him the truth on the spot, thankfully, his behaviour did not jeopardise his plans, and M
“Please remind me why we are here again?” Liam asked for the nth time. They had only been here for about fifteen minutes, but he was already complaining. They were currently parking in front of the University of Cape Town campus, waiting for the clock to turn to four. What MJ did not realise was that it was almost 5p.m. and that they had been waiting for almost an hour, but she was too occupied to notice.“We are here to meet with Shannon Botha, the girl from the restaurant.” MJ said, leaning against the passenger window as she watched students pile in and out of the building.The University of Cape Town was tremendous. The front view was a sight to see. MJ admired the splendour, but Liam was anything but enthusiastic. “You already said that, what I don’t understand is why we are here, why couldn’t we meet her at the restaurant?” Liam asked, agitated.“Because if we don’t meet with her
The next morning, on a Sunday, MJ woke up early and prepared for her morning jog. She needed to clear her head after everything that took place the previous night including Carmen’s pregnancy and Shannon’s fight.She placed her phone on the coffee table and sat down on the couch to put on her Nike trainers. She wore a black Nike sports bra and black Adidas track pants with white stripes on the side. She tied her hair into a messy bun and grabbed her phone and earphones off the table, and then she grabbed a water bottle from the counter and left the apartment.She wore her earphones and took off running once outside the building.It was her first weekend in Cape Town and it had not started well. Logan’s girlfriend, Carmen, had returned and to make things worse, she was pregnant. A lot of things were going to change on Monday, and the fact that Lola would be returning too did not make things any better. Lolitta Leibrandt knew MJ
MJ finished having breakfast with Jameson and they both went their separate ways. He had offered to take her back to her apartment, but she insisted on jogging back since him and Logan Parker disturbed her. Jameson agreed, but not before asking her to have dinner with him and his mother at their house tomorrow after work. MJ hesitated for a moment before she agreed, and besides, she was sure her heartbroken guest was not going to leave anytime soon and could use some space.By the time she arrived at the apartment, Shannon was sitting on the kitchen counter in one of Sonya’s robes while eating cereal. She looked better than she did the previous; her face was no longer tearstained, although her eyes were puffy and swollen, and her hair was brushed and tied neatly into a braid. She had a light look on her face despite the absence of her radiant smiles.“Morning.” MJ greeted and walked to the bathroom, not waiting for a response. She took a q
If someone asked her why she was doing this, she would never answer because she also did not have the answer. She could not explain why she, a 28-year-old, was letting a 20-year-old girl, turning 21 in December, drag her around. Maybe because she had a beautiful smile that shined brighter than the stars or that she was Shannon Botha, her new roommate. MJ could not tell.They were currently cramped in a taxi with fifteen people, and MJ was already regretting coming. The taxi had fourteen seats- four in the backseat, three in the second row, three on the third row, and four on the first row. The seats in the second and third row were separated; there was one seat for two people and the other was detached and was for one person. When the people at the back wanted to get out, the people sitting on the single chairs had to step out so that the people exiting could close the chair to clear the way.Unfortunately, MJ happened to be sitting in the second row, and h
Either this was a trick, or Danielle had scored a big shot this time around. Meryl thought as she walked into the five stars restaurant where she was to have dinner with her family and new brother-in-law.If it were not for Anita who pushed her into a corner, Meryl would not have come. She and her older sister did not have a good relationship.Her 35-year-old sister, Danielle, thought Meryl was uptight and that she thought she was better than everyone else. Everything to her was a competition; if she was not competing with Meryl, she was competing with the other two; Rachel and Tiffany. Meryl did not understand why Danielle felt threatened by her, the last born in the family; sometimes Meryl wished she were their older brother because Danielle did not care what he did with his life.Her sister was competitive, but that was not the reason Meryl dreaded attending this dinner. The exact same reason why they were here was the reason she would rathe
She could not remember the last time she felt such an adrenaline rush; it set her body on fire as excitement coursed through her veins.The apprehension she felt before, dissipated the moment she realised that she was basically alone on the top floor of Logan Parker's house. Who knew what secrets this house held?She still remembered Logan's house from her childhood years and back when they were dating. There were many rooms, but she knew where the important ones were; including his study, office, and his bedroom – the perfect places to bury his secrets and important information.From what she remembered, there were no cameras; hopefully that was still the case. She surveyed the house until she found his room, and as expected; it was locked. Logan never trusted anyone when it came to his personal spaces, especially since he was a heavy sleeper.MJ found his office, and strangely, it was not locked; it seemed as though he was
“Yes, that’s right!” Carmen laughed. “I know who you are.” She smirked. “Darn! You had us all fooled, you smooth bitch!” She continued to laugh, placing both her hands on the table for support, feeling proud to have MJ Billings at her mercy. At least that was what she thought.She had no idea what MJ Billings had in store for her. “And I underestimated you.” MJ said, sitting up straight. You have it bad! MJ thought.Carmen was willing to do anything to keep Logan that she did not realize the mistake she had made, but even if she did, it would have been too late. Not only did MJ Billings have leverage on her now, she practically had her life in her hands. But like the snake she was, MJ kept quiet, preying on her like silent venom.“And I proved you wrong.” Carmen said proudly.MJ studied her. She was a fair girl, beautiful beyond doubt. She was wearing a short brown b
“You don’t have to go, you know.” Jorge said worriedly to MJ.“I am going; Carmen invited me.” MJ said while applying a maroon lipstick on her lips. "The least I can do is honour her invitation." She pouted her lips, making sure that she applied her lipstick well.“But-” Jorge tried to argue, but she cut him off.She turned around to face him. “Jorge, we are the Billings, and we don’t-”“Disappoint.” He heaved a sigh and finished off for her.They were currently in MJ’s room, preparing for Logan and Carmen’s engagement party. MJ was wearing a long maroon cocktail dress that reached her toes, and white heels, and tied her curly hair to the side.Jorge, on the other hand, was wearing black skinny jeans, a black shirt, and a grey jacket.“Ready?” Anita peeked through the door, grabbing both their atten
The next morning was different. The Billings' residence felt cold with silence and tension. No one knew what to say. Everyone had to be careful of what they said. They were all currently seated in the kitchen with the exception of MJ."Mm…Jameson, since you are working now and earn better, you can build me a house like this, just to have a kitchen like this one." Antonina said, trying to break the silence. Jorge's house was very huge; it was a double story beach house. They had a sitting room, a lounge, a dining room, a very spacious kitchen that could accommodate the entire royal family and still leave enough space for movement.“Sure, Ants.” Jameson replied quietly.“Jorge, did you get any sleep at all?” Reina asked.Everyone could see that Jorge had not slept at all. He spent the rest of his night, or rather a morning, going through his CCTV footage. Anita had found him sitting in his office, stari
“Shannon!” Reina scolded in the background, but Shannon just laughed.“Haha, you are such a wimp!” Shannon’s laughter boomed through the phone and Jorge closed his eyes.“Oh! Jorge, please don’t mind her; she’s a bit high right now.” Reina said. “MJ is home, she just needs some rest.” She said tiredly, and Jorge sighed in relief.“Thank you, Reina. I’m on my way!” He hung up and was about to leave when Logan stopped him.“Hey, what’s going on?” Logan asked.“May is at home!” Jorge said impatiently.“I’m coming with you.” Logan said tiredly.“No!” Doctor Becker and Jorge answered in unison as if trying to hide something, taking Logan by surprise.Doctor Becker cleared her throat and continued, “Miss Smith needs some rest; a lot of res
Jorge rushed into the hospital and increased his pace as he approached the reception desk, his heart hammering hard against his chest as he imagined all sorts of outcomes. “Hi!” He greeted breathlessly. “My name is Jorge Billings; I’m here to see Miss Smith!” He said anxiously.The receptionist nodded and typed on the computer, and then she fixed her glasses and looked up with a small smile. "Mr Billings, please follow me." She left the desk and led him through a long passage. The sight of nurses and patients and the smell of the hospital made Jorge feel uneasy. Netcare Christiaan Barnard Memorial Hospital was a place that held some bad memories for him and MJ.This was the place where his sister was born, the same place where he was told that his mother had died when he was seven, the same place where he first held his sister in his arms.As if sensing his tension, the woman spoke up. “Your mom was such a ni
“I can’t do this anymore, Thuso. The wait is killing me.” Logan said and sat up from his office couch. He was still in the same clothes he had worn the previous day after work; black tracksuits. He had slept in his office at Parker’s Enterprises after another fight with Carmen. “It has been over 36 hours, that’s a day and a half. That’s almost two flipping days, and there’s still no sign of her.” He said with a broken voice. His eyes were puffy and he looked drained. “I don’t know what to do anymore, I feel like I’m losing my mind!” He growled and pulled on his hair.“We will find her, boss.” Thuso reassured him.“When?” Logan laughed bitterly and stood up. “Maybe this is my punishment. I should have told her the truth. Now she is still out there, probably being tortured and…” He trailed off and held his head.“Logan, y
Logan Parker did not want to hear anything at all. He did not want to listen to anyone. All that he wanted was to find MJ before anything could happen to her. It had not been long since her kidnapping, so chances were that the kidnappers were still around. They could not have gone that far since the police were contacted immediately and we're currently searching for the car.Logan suspected that the same person that tried to run MJ over was the same person that kidnapped her. His main lead now was the tinted car that was spotted on the CCTV footage, but it was not enough. Jorge had told him that May was missing and that she was kidnapped from Sonya’s apartment. His story was not convincing, but Logan decided to use what he had.Being a man of power and authority, Logan Parker managed to get SAPS to set roadblocks as soon as possible. All roads were blocked. From entrances and exit points of Cape Town and Western Cape to harbours and airports.
“Hey, Anita! It is Jorge again. I was just checking if you had heard anything from MJ. Please call me as soon as you get this message…” Jorge said into the phone. His hair was wet and he looked like he just got out of the shower. He was wearing blue jeans and a blue shirt, which was tight around his body, and the sleeves were neatly rolled up, giving his big and fancy watch a better view."Hey, Jorge!" Anita and the Dos Santos women budged into the house with a handful of shopping bags. He sighed in relief and walked towards them. "Wow! You should never go shopping with these two; they made us go from door to door." She sighed tiredly as she placed her bags down, and then she plopped down on the couch and took off her heels.“What the hell happened to your phone? I’ve been calling you all day long!” He shouted, frustrated.Anita sat up straight, and the two women who were busy mingling stopped what they were