“Wait, wait, wait..."I tried to reason with the angry lot, however they had all made up their minds as they forced me out of the bus by pushing me out the door from behind even before I got to my bus stop. Thankfully though they were kind enough to park the vehicle first unless I might not just be using my legs anymore or any part of my body because I would have been dead or seriously injured.As the bus motioned away. “Stupid Liam hater!.." The barbie wannabe and other passengers jeered at me through the open windows with obscene hand and facial gestures and that triggered me as I fired back.“You too, stupid Liam fanatics! All of you are psychos!!" I said, sticking out my tongue at the end.Esh! Bunch of lunatics!!I stood there in frustration watching as the bus I had paid for disappeared out of sight without me. How will I get home now? My house is three bus stops away and I can't afford to board another bus. I guess I have no other option than to trek home.I kept cursing both Li
“What are you doing there?..How did you even get up there? Have you mutated into some kind of wall crawling monster?" My step mom's expression was filled with shock at the position she met me as I was at least 6 ft off the ground and as usual she always has the most cruel and harsh things to say.Wall crawling monster? Like seriously??I could only mumble in response as my mouth was completely stuffed with snacks and bread and just then her face turned into an angry frown when she finally recovered from the shock of seeing me that high and realized I had stuffed my mouth full with their hidden snacks and food.“You shouldn't be eating those. They ain't yours!" She yelled angrily and normally this would have been more than enough to make me submit to her feet as I always do.Not that I am scared of her but I always advocate for peace and I don't want any of her trouble as my step mom is the type to nag one to death. However, today is very different. I have been sexually harassed, fired
Damn this girl is a wild animal! I was left breathlessly where I laid tiredly on the bed trying to gather my strength once more but trust me I made sure she was in no condition to walk in the merciless way I handled her. The sex was really intense!“Ah..that was amazing. I have never had this many orgasms at once before," she said softly in a fatigue but satisfactory manner.“Hope I fulfilled all your fantasies, right?" I asked.“Yes and so much more!" She said and I smiled proudly. “You are some kind of superhero like freaking Superman,” she further added.“Really?"“Yes," she replied, her hand rubbing my chest.“And what are my superpowers, if I may ask?" I asked.“Massive dick and super stamina!" She said, biting her lower lip and I couldn't help but chuckle.“So what would my hero name be then?" I asked, actually enjoying the conversation.“Well I would like to call you superman cause you are really super in bed but he already exists so I will call you Sexman!" She said then giggl
I was busy walking towards the underground train station to board a train that would take me to the restaurant. At this time when I have lost one of my jobs I ain't much bothered about convenience or comfort rather I am going for the cheapest! I was still on the pedestrian walkway when suddenly a sharp loud sound burst through the air beside me that startled me completely as I feared the worse but I felt a lot relieved when I turned around and saw that it was just a horn from a vehicle that had substantially slowed down it's speed to the point it was practically crawling beside me. Almost like it was following me.Huh, why will a car be following me??I was about to take to my heels in panic as I thought I was about to be abducted, robbed or even worse but just then.“Hey Amelia it's me!"I heard a rather familiar voice say and that caused me to pend my plans of running away for the moment as I turned around, observing the vehicle and my surroundings cautiously. The car's window glass
Shocked! That was the expression written all over the cleaning lady's face when she saw me at the restaurant where she works. Her face went completely pale like she had just seen a ghost and you bet I loved the reaction and that caused me to smile at her but it was the lady beside her who reciprocated my gesture. Perhaps misjudging it for a show of good faith than what it truly is..a smile to signify her friend Amelia's imminent misfortune.The owner of the establishment and his wife and their young daughter seem to be huge fans of me as they were practically worshiping me and offering me free services and food but I ain't here to fill my belly plus this place is way too local for me to patronize. I bet their food tastes really bad in the tongue and definitely won't be hygienic!I don't plan on poisoning my system with their rubbish besides I am here for one purpose and one purpose alone and that's to have my revenge on that cleaning lady that slapped me.“.. here is the menu, just se
“Wait," I said and she paused for a few seconds before turning around.“Do you want anything else?" She asked, rather impatiently.“No," I answered.“So why then did you call for me?" She asked.“Cause I need you to stand right here while I eat," I replied.“What?!" She looked stunned.“You must be kidding, right?"“Do you see me smiling?" I said, maintaining a stern expression.“Why should I stand and wait till you finish your meal?" She asked with a frown.“Cause I might need something so you need to be close to attend to my needs," I answered with a straight face.“If you need anything you will signify by raising up your hands or calling me and I will come and attend to your needs but you don't expect me to stand at your table like some statue while you eat," she said defiantly.“Are you here to serve or lecture, huh? Ain't you the waitress? You wait tables meaning you wait at the tables. Do I need to start educating you on your job, huh?" I said and watched excitedly as her frustr
I could see the fear, heartbreak and panic in all of their faces as they knew I have the power and influence to pull through with what I have said even the cleaning lady was also distressed at my comment. Immediately the old man went on his knees as well as his wife and daughters pleading and begging for me to spare them.”Please, you can't do that. This is the only means of income my family has. If you close this we will starve,' his words were sincere just as sincere as the hopeless expression on their faces.“You should have thought about that before serving me poison," I frowned at them and just then.“Stop this!" the cleaning lady interjected and I took my eyes to her.”You and I know there is nothing wrong with the food I served you. It's perfectly fine. I know you are doing all of these just to punish me for what I did to you so punish me alone. They have done no wrong to you in fact they all adore you though I wonder why that is.." I raised my brows at her last statement.Is s
Getting fired from Sky Blue hotel was painful since its payment covers more than half of my income but I wasn't this devastated as I am now. I didn't realize how much I have become emotionally attached to Mr Ken and his family, that getting fired from the restaurant doesn't seem like I am losing a job rather a family.It hurts. It hurts so bad!As I walked hopelessly to nowhere in particular I couldn't stop the tears licking from my eyes. I have been holding them inside with all my strength as I didn't want to give that fool, Liam, the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I know he takes pleasure in my pain and suffering.I honestly thought I had seen the last of him when he got me fired from the hotel but like a vicious, stubborn cancer he spouted his ugly head in my life once more to ruin me.In the space of 24 hours I have lost both jobs. I have lost everything!I was abruptly taken away from my thoughts when I had a loud, whooshing noise behind me that sounded like the engine of a vehic
I tossed my phone onto the couch beside me, leaning back and crossing my arms. It was infuriating. She didn’t even seem to realize what she had, the opportunities she was being handed on a silver platter. I would’ve killed to be in her shoes, to have even a fraction of what she had. But no, Amelia is so dense, and she probably didn’t even appreciate it.Taking a deep breath, I picked up my phone again, staring at her face on the screen. My fingers hovered over the “like” button for a second before I swiped past the post entirely. Never!But as much as I tried to push it all away, the images stayed with me: her smiles, the ease with which she fit into a world I’d wanted badly. And the jealousy burned hotter than ever.I was still trying to distract myself with other things when I heard a knock on the door. I got up hesitant to see who was at the door. It was our neighbor from a few blocks away, Patrick. “Hi Sandra, is your sister home?” He asked with a bright smile.Seriously if I hea
AMELIA'S POV When Liam gets worked up, it’s a different kind of entertainment altogether. I should probably feel bad about how much I was enjoying this, but honestly, watching him pace around his living room, muttering about the weather, of all things, was pure comedy.“It was the wind,” he said for the fifth time, pointing accusingly at nothing in particular. “It wasn’t a fair game. Every time I swung, the wind blew the ball off target. Did you see that, Amelia? The wind was against me.”I pressed my lips together, trying my absolute best to hold in the laugh that threatened to burst out. “The wind, huh?” I said, feigning seriousness. “Not Tristan’s skill or the fact that he beat you fair and square?”He shot me a glare, pacing to the other side of the room. “It wasn’t fair! Did you see his shot on the other hole? The wind actually helped him. It was like it was in his favor the entire time.”This time, I couldn’t stop myself. A laugh slipped out, and I quickly covered my mouth, try
Although this was to be a friendly golf game, it was a lowkey competition. It was a match between the creme de la creme. They weren’t here to just play; they were here to win.Felix stood on the sidelines with a look of concentration, cheering Liam on at every shot, calling out words of encouragement and advice. He looked completely wrapped up in the game. Across from him, Hela was cheering just as loudly for the Prince, her eyes flashing every time Liam’s shot veered slightly off course. It was hard not to notice the way she would give him these pointed looks whenever he glanced her way. I could tell she was annoyed with him, though I didn’t quite know why. Maybe it was because of Sophie, the girl Liam had brought along, who was currently watching the game with a slightly bored look on her face. Liam had not even bothered to introduce her to Tristan.I, on the other hand, didn’t know where to put my support. Part of me wanted to root for Liam because he is my boss. But then there wa
LIAM'S POVAfter a few rounds of beating Felix at golf, I went to sit down for a break.I drummed my fingers impatiently on the table, scanning the place for Amelia. She'd been gone longer than it should have taken to grab a few drinks, and I was really parched. My gaze flickered to the clock on my phone, and I felt a small spike of irritation rise within me. Where could she possibly be?Finally, I spotted her weaving through the crowd, balancing a tray of drinks in her hands and looking a little flustered. I raised an eyebrow as she reached the table, setting down the glasses carefully."Did you decide to brew the drinks yourself ?" I asked with mild sarcasm, though the curiosity was genuine. "What took so long?"Before she could answer, a voice came from just behind her."I was the cause."I looked up, my eyes meeting those of a man I hadn’t seen in a while. The faintest trace of surprise flickered within me, but I didn’t let it show. Instead, I kept my expression neutral, just star
AMELIA'S POVAs I made my way to the golf club bar to grab drinks for the group, I was honestly relieved to escape for a few minutes. The whole golf course vibe was beginning to feel like a reality show. I took a deep breath, appreciating the quiet of the bar, and walked up to place my order.As I reached the counter, I signaled to the bar man to attend to me. While I was waiting for him to get the drinks ready, a man came to join me at the counter, casually dressed in a polo shirt that somehow looked expensive and well-tailored. He had a confidence about him, the kind that seemed effortless. His back was to me, but he was chatting with the bartender, flashing a grin that made the older man laugh. It was charming, I had to admit, but I was here first and I didn’t come here to socialize. I just wanted the drinks and to get back before Liam decided to make a scene about me taking too long.“Excuse me, what's taking so long? I've been here for about ten minutes.” I said impatiently.“Mad
Greg's POVI made sure tonight was perfect. Every little detail had to be right because Kate well, she deserved that much. She had this sweetness about her, a kindness that I hadn’t seen in a long time. And if there was one thing I wanted, it was to make sure she had a good time, a night to remember.The restaurant was elegant but not overdone. Dim lighting, soft music, nothing too flashy or crowded. I wanted her to feel at ease, to see me as someone who could offer her a world outside of the bling lifestyle, a world where she could just relax and enjoy herself.In about ten minutes from our agreed meeting time, she walked in.“Hey” She greeted me with a shy smile. “Hope I can be pardoned for being ten minutes late?”“You're the boss and the boss is never late.” I beaned which made her smile widen.I pulled her chair out as she sat, watching as her cheeks flushed slightly. “Thank you,” she murmured, her voice soft and genuine. I smiled back, trying to keep it gentle. This wasn’t the t
Instead of being even slightly affected, he just leaned back with that infuriating smile. “Is that so? Well, I think you're worrying about the wrong issues. Should I give you something new to worry about, since you have enough time for this?” His eyes gleamed with a hint of that arrogance that made me want to scream. "And might I remind you, Amelia, that you’re here on my terms. So maybe do well to know your place.”‘Know your place.’ As if he was some kind of king, and I was supposed to be grateful just to breathe the same air.I bit back a retort, knowing that arguing with him would get me nowhere. But as I walked away, I couldn’t help but feel pity for poor Susan. He's right though, how can she just throw herself at him so cheaply? It's not even up to 24 hours since he started flirting with her and now she's stale news.******AMELIA'S POVLater that day…It was just supposed to be a work lunch, a quiet meal to go over some details Liam wanted to discuss in a “better setting” outsi
LIAM'S POVAfter a busy day today, I was lounging on the couch, scrolling through my phone, trying to catch up on a few emails when it buzzed.“Hello?”“Um… hi, Liam! It’s Susan… from the restaurant?” cane the voice at the other end.Ah, right. The girl from the restaurant. The one with that nervous laugh and doe-eyed expression every time I glanced in her direction. She must’ve finally worked up the courage to call me. I smiled, leaning back on the couch.“Suzy,” I said smoothly, letting her name roll off my tongue like I’d been expecting her call all day. “I was wondering when I’d hear from you.”“Oh! Well, I didn’t want to, you know, bother you too soon.” Her voice was breathy, a little timid, and I could almost picture her twirling her hair nervously on the other end of the line.“Don’t be silly. I wouldn’t have given you my number if I didn’t want to hear from you,” I said, dropping my voice a bit. The flattery was easy, almost automatic.There was a shy giggle from her end.“So,
KATE'S POVSitting in my office, I was flipping through some files when a knock on the door pulled me from my work. I looked up to see my assistant standing there, holding a bouquet of roses so vibrant they looked like they belonged in a dream. My mind went blank for a second as I stared at the flowers, taken completely by surprise."These are for you, ma’am," she said with a polite nod, handing them over before disappearing just as quickly as she arrived to give me some space.I blinked, glancing down at the bouquet in my hands, still trying to process it. Who could have sent me flowers? Nestled among the roses was a small envelope, so I plucked it out and carefully opened it. Inside was a card, and written in elegant handwriting were the words:“To the most radiant woman in the building, your beauty is matched only by your intelligence. I would be honored if you'd join me for dinner. Somewhere nice and cozy, away from hospital smells.- Greg.”I chuckled as I read his words again, ha