"She came out with a red face, her eyes were teary. I know I saw tears," Helen said to her friend."Hell No! The CEO beats women too?" Giselle asked, looking at her friend.It was a day after Erica's exposure and a week after Giselle's suspension from work. Helen was at Giselle's house this weekend.She gave her the updates from work, making Giselle laugh like a small lady."How did you know he beat her up, Helen?" Giselle asked, wanting to hear more about the incident."I wouldn't say, I just felt that way after Mr. Declan's call," Helen answered."Mr. Declan, who is he?" Giselle asked, confused."Well, a man who says he wants to know the truth behind your suspense from work. I think he has a connection with the CEO," Helen said, laughing."Ohhh, dear! I'm in trouble.""I didn't know he was sent, I just didn't think well before giving him answers," Helen said."It's fine, I may not return to that company for another resumption. Helen," Giselle cried."You will, I told the man the tru
Monday morning:Giselle hurriedly went into the bathroom, removed her clothes and jumped under the shower. When she got out of the bathroom, and dressed up in a hurry."Good morning," She hugged Thomas shortly, collecting the cup of tea he handed to her when she muttered, "thank you.""So, you're going to work finally!" Thomas said, settling on the dining seat while he drank his own tea."Yes, Helen can't wait to see me today," Giselle laughed."I can imagine," He laughed. "Please, help me with bread from the kitchen. Gis."Hurrying into the kitchen, she ran out again with few slices of bread. "Here."He collected the bread from her after muttering, "thank you."When she was done with the content in her cup of tea, Giselle returned the cup to the kitchen. "Bye, Tom," She said, grabbing her handbag moving to the door."Did you take your keys?" Thomas looked up at her to enquire."Ohhhh, fuck!" She cried and ran back to her room to grab the keys."Enjoy your day, Gis," Thomas said, watc
Looking up at her, he asked again, "what did you say?""I'll go with you," She repeated, her face straight.Smiling triumphantly, he said, "see you by evening, Miss. You may leave."She walked out from his office and guided her steps to her own office, almost regretting the decision she made. "Are you okay?" Jake asked, looking at her face."Yes, I am fine. Jake," She smiled reassuringly."Alright.""What brings you to my office? Giselle Jones!" Helen asked, grabbing a chair for her friend to sit on."I bring updates, sweetie," She said, sitting on the chair Helen brought."Tell me about it," Helen said, smiling."Jake told me the Manager sent for me earlier," Giselle started."Okay?" Helen said."He referred me to the CEO," Giselle explained."What for?!" Helen was almost screaming."He told me…" And she shed lights on the issues at hand."Wait, what?!" Helen screamed."I tell you, he asked me to," Giselle said."What was your response?" Helen asked.Shrugging her shoulders, Giselle
"Stain my dress?!" The confused Giselle asked, cleaning her hands with the towel. "Yes! The paints you touched by mistake could stain your dress when worn," Tiana said, walking into the bathroom to wash her own hands."We leave in one hour," Greg said, pushing the door to give his information."Yes, sir. We were almost done," Tiana answered from the bathroom.A look at Giselle's face made the CEO leave the room smiling."Let's get this on your fine body, Miss," Tiana answered, drying her hands with the towel Giselle used."Get on your feet, ma'am," Tiana said, holding the blue dress.She got on her feet, standing to face the mirror."You should undress," Tiana said, turning to pick up her phone.Giselle undressed wearing only her undies when Tiana put the dress on Giselle's body."Perfect!" Tiana screamed at the same time taking shots of her job on Giselle's face and body."Thank you, Tiana," Giselle cried, admiring the job done."It's my pleasure, it was paid for," Tiana said, packi
Dawn came, she turned to the other side of the bed she slept on. Yawning, she sat up on the bed to check the time on her phone."7AM!" Giselle screamed, getting up from the bed, she walked into the bathroom remembering fully well this isn't her house and she had a day off today.Undressing from the dress she wore to bed the previous night, she turned on the shower and had a cold bath.Walking away from this house, she didn't bother seeing her boss. She was still angry from the previous night and he was the last person she wanted to see. "Good morning," She greeted a cab man when she got out of Greg's compound."Good morning, Miss. Where to?" The man asked.In less than an hour, the cab man stopped in front of Giselle's house. "Home!" She sighed, getting down from the cab."Ma'am, my pay!" The cab man said, calling her back."I'm sorry, my bad," She smiled, grabbing notes from her bag and muttering, "thank you," after handing the notes to the old man.Smiling at the notes he received,
Stopping in his tracks, Greg blinked his eyes again to be sure of what he saw."Welcome home, Greg," His mother's voice echoed in the big living room."Mom," He managed to say, still surprised.Smiling at his son, his Father, Robb greeted, "Take a seat, welcome.""You scared the life out of me! I thought you were in the hospital, Dad!" Greg said, taking a seat."Naaaaa," Robb laughed, looking at his wife who joined him in laughing. "Nothing happened to me," He announced, looking at the reaction on his son's face."Nothing happened to you?!" Greg asked again, looking at his mother's face. "Did you hear that, mom?"Smiling at her son's innocence, she said, "your father didn't collapse, Greg."Taken aback by the statement, he gave a loud exclamation, " what did you pull that stunt for?!""I'm sorry, I had to do it to bring you back," Maeve said, standing up to move closer to her son's seat."What for!? The least you could do was ask, mom," He said, hugging the woman."It wasn't my plan,
The next day:They had arrived back to the city where he worked."Good morning, where were you last week?" Erica asked Greg.Looking up from his desk to see her face, he answered, "what does my whereabouts have to do with you, Erica?""Why will you ask me such a question, I am your woman!" She was shouting already."I told you I'm done with your dirty life. I can't be your man!" He shouted back at her.Ignoring his statement, she started again, "you have been absent from work these days.""Yes, and so?" He asked again. "What does it have to do with you?""A lot! We are engaged, Greg. And I should know what you do with your life," She answered, taking a seat opposite him.Smiling at the answer she gave her, he stood up, "leave my office this minute," He said, pointing at the door."I can't, until I get my answers," She said, unmoved by his words."Leave my office!" He shouted this time, forcing her on her feet."You'll regret this, I promise you," Erica threatened, walking out of his o
"We shall be going on a vacation next week," Greg's thick voice thundered in the meeting's room of the company.Several people murmured, wondering why he made such a decision."Maybe he owes another organisation a huge sum."" ……He wants to run away!" A lady was heard saying."........ Thank goodness!""Order!" Greg shouted, causing silence in the hall. "We shall resume when I announce via email. Until then, enjoy your holiday!" He said, dismounting the small podium.All the workers ran back to their offices to pack their properties, "we may never resume," The lady who accused Greg of owing said."Why not?" Jake asked, unzipping this small bag."I don't know, my instincts pricks me," The lady said again."Prick your instincts back, Miss. I'll resume work here again!" Jake chided.Giselle walked into her office to pack her own possessions, "I'll miss you, Gis," Jake said, stopping to talk with her shortly."I will too, Jake. The stories, especially." Laughing at her remark, he laughed
She saw a shadow from the door of her ward, Greg's physique."Ohhh," She heaved a sigh of relief."Hi," He greeted, walking into the ward."Greg?" She called him. "I am pregnant," She said again, watching him approach her. "I know," He said, looking at her."Ohh, you do?" She asked, looking at his face. "Yes," He said, nodding his head."It's a good one, right?" She asked, a smile on her face."Yeah," Greg said again, smiling with her. "How are you?" He asked, the smile fading."Fine," She said, looking at his face. "Greg?" She called, sitting up on the bed."It's fine," He said, sitting beside her on a chair close to her bed. "I am sorry," She said again."It's fine," He said again, standing on his feet. "You'll return back to the cell in 24 hours.""Yeah," She said, nodding her head...."I took a flight the moment I saw the news," Thomas said, calling the thinking woman to reality."Tom!" She said, walking to the door."I'm sorry," Thomas said, tears trickling down his face.
Flashback:"Shut up!" She screamed at Robb, pointing her gun at his face."Who are you?!" The old man asked, his hands in the air. He freezed, realising the doom he was in. "Please," He pleaded."Pamela Benson," She announced, her gun still pointed at his face.Present: "Pamela?" Robb asked, searching for her face in the mask."The man you killed 10 years ago," She said, cocking her pistol. "What?!" The old man asked in astonishment, bringing his hands down."This is for what you did to my family," Giselle said again, shooting at him."Hey!" The old man screamed, holding his son on the floor."Greg?!" Robb screamed, touching his son's body.She blinked twice to be sure her sight didn't fail her. "Greg?" She said, shifting from her spot. She shot at the man. But, his son ran into the scene and received the bullet."Ohh, no!" She whispered, her hands shaking, while she threw the hard pistol to the floor. "What did you do?!" The old man cried, his hands still on the body of his son.
A knock was heard on Thomas's door, causing him hurrying to the door."Hi," Giselle greeted, standing outside his house."You want to stay outside?" He asked, laughing."I wouldn't mind," She answered, a smile on her face."Come on in!" He shouted at her, opening the door wider."I will!" She said, walking into the house. "Welcome, baby," Thomas greeted. "Thank you, Tom," She greeted, smiling. "How are you?" She asked."Fine," He said simply, watching her sit. "How are you too?""Just fine, bigger," She answered, raising her legs to the chair."You didn't bring anything for your brother, the best sister ever!" Thomas mocked."Really?!" Giselle asked, laughing. "Yeah! Is this weight you're adding, Giselle?" Thomas said, looking at her on the chair she sat on. "Weight?" Giselle asked, examining herself."You're damn fatter than the last time we saw!" Thomas said again, looking at her."I don't go out there, remember?" Giselle said, standing on her feet for a better view of herself.
She peeped through again to be sure her sight didn't fail her."Dad," She muttered, recognizing the man in the picture."Dad," She said again, recognizing the other man as Greg's father. "How?!" She asked, flipping pages to see more of the pictures.She flipped and saw more pictures of Robb and her father, Mr. Benson.Rushing through the stairs back to the big living room to see her father-in-law, she almost tripped."Easy honey," Robb said, watching her walk to his side."Where's Greg?" She asked, smiling at the old man."He stepped out a while ago, dear," Robb answered."Okay," She said, walking closer to the old man."What do you want?" Robb asked, watching her approach him. "Who is this man?" She asked, showing him a picture in a page from the album."Ahhhh!" Robb said, smiling. "Benson.""Benson?" Giselle said, feigning innocence. "That's Mr. Benson," Robb answered, looking at her face. "Where is he?" She asked again, her gaze fixed on his face."He's dead," he answered. "He
They walked out of the bed one morning after kissing each other, "good morning.""How are you?" Greg asked, kissing her again."Fine. How are you?" Giselle asked back, touching his hairy chest."Fine," He said, kissing her neck when his phone rang."I'm downstairs," Giselle whispered, kissing him again while she walked away from the room."Let me take this call," She heard him say before walking away from the room...."Baby?" Greg called, walking to the kitchen where she was making breakfast. "Baby," She answered back, her face filled with smiles."What are you making?" He asked, peeping at the pan on the fire from her back where he stood."Pancakes," She answered, turning to look at him."Good enough," He said, kissing her neck from behind."Right?" She asked, adding another set of flour to the pan on the fire."You remember Robb?" Greg asked, a smile on his lip."No," She answered, teasingly."Do you remember Robb Thompson?" He asked again, enjoying the moment. "Yeah!" She answ
She shot at their bodies again, causing the almost dead ones to die instantly."Good!" She praised herself, patting the pistol in her hand. Smiling at what she just did, Giselle gripped her knife."Hmmm!" She said, struggling with the thick knife on the bodies of her prey."KM!" She said again, standing up to leave the house."Here! Go to hell!" She muttered again, kicking the bodies and walking out through the door.She mounted her bike, driving through the streets again in the middle of the night. ** ** **She walked into Thomas's house, seeing him asleep. She returned the bike to it's spot, changed her costume and walked out of her brother's house.Mounting her husband's car, she drove out of the compound, in search of her own home in the darkness. She drove back into her home in not less than 2 hours to see Greg still sleeping."This worked!" She said, walking to her own side of the bed."Baby!" She said, hugging her husband to herself while she drifted
2 weeks later:Giselle sat at the eatery with her best friend, Helen, when her phone rang."Come over to the house after work," Thomas said over the phone."Everything okay?" She asked, listening to everything he said with care."I've got an update," He explained."I'll join you when I'm done here," She said before ending the call. "What's up?" Helen asked, looking up to her friend."It's nothing, Tom wants to see me," She said in explanation, sitting back on the chair she stood up from. "Ohhh, is he alright," Helen asked again."Yeah, siblings thing," Giselle said, smiling. "I can imagine," Helen said, laughing."Yeah, yeah," Giselle said, nodding her head. "Gist me.""Jake asked me out," Helen said, smiling."He did!" Giselle asked, giggling."Yes!" Helen said again, laughing with excitement."What did you tell him?""Yes.""You did?!" Giselle screamed, hitting her friend on the shoulder."Yes!" Helen said, laughing. "Do you like him?" Giselle asked, looking at her friend with s
2AM:She jumped out of the bed, searching for something."What is it?" Greg asked, rushing to her side."It's nothing serious," She said, returning to the bed."Are you okay, baby?" He asked again, laying beside her on the bed, his hand on her neck."I'm not sick, Greg," She said, placing her head on the pillow."Are you looking for something?" He asked again, with a worried look on his face."I thought I left my handbag at the hospital yesterday.""Ohhh!" Greg said, satisfied she gave him an answer. "It's in your wardrobe.""Okay," She said, smiling. "Go to sleep," She begged, kissing his lips.She watched him close his eyes with a smile on her face. ...Dawn:"Good morning," She greeted, walking into her brother's ward."Gis," He greeted, smiling and sitting up on the bed."When will you be discharged?" She asked, sitting on a chair beside the bed."Tomorrow," He answered."I can't find my babies," She whispered, looking him in the eyes."What babies?" Thomas asked with a confuse
'R' and 'T' have decided to hire a private investigator to look into the case. It has been a terrific moment for R and T after the death of their third party, Dave.They came together at a place to discuss the way forward."What do we do at this point?" R questioned."I don't know, someone is haunting us," T said, thoughtfully."Dave was killed few days after Kev's death," R said, looking at his friend."Not just Kev. But, his entire workers!" T spat."Dave's household members died the same night with him too!" R remarked."His gateman too," T said."We need to do something, friend," T said again."Who shall we call?" R questioned T with a look of worry on his face."I wouldn't know," T answered, with more look of worry on his face. ** ** **The Thompson's house:Two bodies stirred on a big bed, clutching themselves."Wake up," Greg said, smiling."Why?" Giselle asked, stirring again."Because it's morning," He answered, ruffling her hair."Tch!" She hissed.