Should I apologize to king or not??It was dinner time and I didn't want to go downstairs but I wanted food. King was very pissed off when his pants got ripped. Again at that thought I smiled.What I did was wrong, I shouldn't have left that glue like that in the armchair. Maybe I should apologise.I charged towards the door and turned the door knob before descending downstairs.I glanced at the dining area but king wasn't here, with cautious steps I marched towards the lounge.I stood outside the lounge and peeked inside, king was standing near the glass wall, his back facing me, he was wearing a grey long sleeved hoodie along with grey casual pants and he was talking on phone with someone."Did you get the girls?" He spoke in a low voice. "Good!! How many?" He went silent as someone on the other end spoke."Where are the remaining two?" Came his voice again."Okay, make sure about it and leave those girls near the Hawaiian port, my men will take the incharge from there." He said Bri
With the grace of God, the almighty, today I didn't get a call from Harold Kingston early in the morning to come downstairs and to have breakfast with him, which I was glad about. I woke up exactly at half past nine, I brushed my teeth and descended downstairs. My bowl of breakfast was placed on the table with a spoon beside it.I marched towards it and remove the silver foil from the bowl only to find a cold boring looking twenty five dollar porridge.Not again..I heated the porridge and ate it with a great difficulty with a scrunched nose.After having my breakfast, I walked towards the lounge to do my today's activity.There inside the lounge was a small golden statue of a man, he was holding a rod, wearing an ancient time army clothes. As I had nobody to talk with, I took the statue from the table and lifted it up towards my face.Duh!! I can't even talk with my friends about my current life..And I know I'm crazy.Staying with the mafia has led me to lose a nut in my brains."Hi
"why are you flushing so bad, Miss Nolan?" He continued with that stupid smirk on his face."I... I--" I was cut off."Why are you so flustered, Miss Nolan?" He narrowed his deep ocean blue eyes as amusement skated all over his expression."Were you really watching.." he faltered again as his smirk deepend.He's probably thinking of me as a wanton woman, who is starving for sex. I took a sharp breath before shooting him a menacing glare."No!!" I bursted."I wasn't watching what you think I was watching.""Really?" he quirked his amused brows."I was reading a book more specifically a Mafia book. To be aware of the dangers I may have to face as I'm staying with you.." I pointed my finger to him with my eyes narrowed into a hard glare. "...CEO slash Mafia slash criminal slash smuggler slash girl trafficker.""Ohh!!""Yes, ohhh!" I mimicked him."Who knows, what would you do to me in future, so "Yes, ohhh!" I mimicked him."Who knows, what would you do to me in future, so to save myself
Buzz!! Buzz!! Buzz!!.My eyes slowly flickered open. It wasn't the telephone, it was my alarm. I sat straight on my bed and stretched my arms above my head before turning off the alarm.I made my way towards the bathroom and did my morning routine. Coming out of the bathroom, I wrapped a floor length robe on me to look decent enough infront of Harold.The sun has not rose yet, it was five in the morning but still today I woke up really soon. Because today I'm going to cooking myself a delicious breakfast.I slowly tiptoed downstairs, it was dark and the lights were off and Harold was not yet out. I made my way towards the million dollar kitchen and switched on the lights.Gosh!! I can't believe today I'm going to cook here.I opened the cupboard and took all the required ingredients. I started preparing my breakfast with my whole heart.Finally it was done, I sliced strawberries in two and placed it beside my delicious looking pancake. Then I poured some maple syrup on the pancakes be
It was my another boring day in this haunted luxurious house. I ruffled my hair in laziness and descended downstairs to cook myself a dinner. It was eight at night and I was in no mood to cook. Day by day I was just getting lazy and lazy. A yawn escaped my lips as I reached downstairs.Why the hell did I reject his ordered food?Harold was sitting on the dining area with his laptop and a pile of files on the table. He was so engrossed in his laptop screen.I entered kitchen and took a bowl. I filled the bowl with the cereals before adding milk.I sauntered out and took a seat across him in the dining area. As he felt my presence, he lifted his head up."Miss Nolan, can you get me a glass a water." He asked, his face calm.I scowled,"Are you ordering me?" He didn't reply so I continued.As I said earlier, I'm not working for you anymore." I'll throw my resignation letter on your face as soon as I reach New York, Harold."Why did I even bother asking you?" He sighed heavily."Yeah, wh
Why?? Why? Why Dylan isn't coming to kawela.I almost fainted at his statement, my grip on my phone loosened as my phone was also about to fall.About to. Fat huge sweat droplets appeared on my forehead as anxiety feeling overwhelmed me.All my excitement died, it's been forty minutes of me sitting inside this car just to have sone alone time with Dylan in kawela bay."Naomi, are you there?" I heard Dylan's voice."Naomi?""Yeah....yes." my voice was wavery."Actually at the end moment an emergency came up and I had to stay back. But you don't worry I'I ask the driver to take you around the city of kawela bay." He said."Hmm." I hummed.To be honest, roaming around the city was just an excuse. All I wanted Was some alone quality tũme with Dylan."And you have nothing to worry about, king is there with you," He continued as I sighed in defeat.That is the MAJOR Problem."Hmm""Okay, take care. I'll talk to you later." With that he disconnected the call as I pulled the ear plugs out in
"What? No..!!" I whined."Tm not gonna come with you.""Stop whining like a kid, Miss Nolan." He said with a grim expression."And don't you dare embarrass me infront of Mr Armstrong. I have a very important deal with him.""But--" I was cut off."And if anything happens because of your immature behavior, you have to face theconsequences, Miss Nolan." He was kind of intimidating as I gulped."Now follow me." He spun around and marched towards the large two mnahogany doors as I followed him suit like a lost puppy.Why the hell didI even wake up at 6:30. I should have woken up at nine or ten am..Darn it.Stupid foolish Naomi.We entered inside the large house which was more like a palace, with marbled flooring and expensive furnitures and portraits hung on the wall. In the middle of lounge, there was a huge spilt staircase leading upstairs.A woman came and guided us towards a room, which looked like a conference room. Harold and I entered inside as Mr Armstrong and some other men and
Joey waved his hand at us before sauntering inside.Harold and I walked side by side towards the car as I thought of making a stupid conversation."Why didn't you build yourself a big mansion like Mr Armstrong's?" I was just curious and I very well know the word curiosity doesn't exist in my vocabulary but still.For a while there was no reply and I thought that he just ignored me like he always does but then he opened his mouth."A man needs a family to stay in mansion.... you know a mansion should be full of people..... family and I'm all..... alone, I don't think I need a mansion. My house is perfect for me." He said with a hint of sadness."Don't worry!" I tried to console him. "Find a girl and make a family, you know the process right or should I explain...." I faltered as he shot me a glare.Oh...uh.Shut up Naomi..... shut your damn mouth.Harold reached the car and opened the door before sitting inside the driver seat. I walked around the car and opened the door to the back se