All Chapters of ASSAULTED : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Elizabeth~ I parked my car in the parking lot and threw the empty coffee cup in my hand into a waste bin as I walked into the organization. My heels clicked on the tiled floor as I made my way to the elevator. I wore a red pencil skirt that merged with my body perfectly and a white button up shirt that wasn't too tight but fitted my bust well.  I was beautiful, I knew that, everyone that set their eyes on me knew that. And I made sure to be outstanding where ever I went.  My name is Elizabeth Adeyemi, I'm 27 years old. I'm the personal assistant to the CEO of B-Corp. An organization in Africa for exporting Cocoa products. As a P.A, I'm in charge of the meetings my boss goes to, both home and abroad and also every appointment he is supposed to attend to. And many other boring stuffs like that.

~Elizabeth~ "Can't we just grab a drink after work? It's been long since we spent time together." Chidima said, subconsciously going through some papers on my desk.  "Babe you know how busy I get. I want to go and chill out but...." "But David keeps bugging you with work." She rolled her eyes  "You could get fired for even staying here with me. You this girl better mind yourself." I warned her.  "I'm on my lunch break. You should be too." She said.  "I'm busy." I began clicking the keyboard of my laptop.  "You know he's not your husband."  

~Elizabeth ~ "You're still not answering me." My boss crossed his arms and I gulped. Why, again did I come here? Oh wait, my mum.  "D-did you...." I shivered.  "Get in." He stepped aside and I obeyed.  I gasped out when I entered the house. I've known him for years but never have I entered his house. It was big and with blue and white theme. The parlor setting alone was breath taking. The furnitures, everything was just...right. Beautiful. And neat.  "Great you're dripping water on my floor." I snapped back to reality at the coldness in his voice.  "Don't worry, I'm no

~DAVID~ "What...is this?!" I looked up to see Sandra pointing her phone at me. It was too early in the morning for me to start listening to her drama. And I'm not sure I woke up on the right side of the bed this morning. What am I saying, I'm always waking up at the wrong side of the bed.  "What do you want Sandra? Shouldn't you be at work?" I asked focusing on my computer again.  "What is this?" She kept pointing her phone at me. "It's a phone babe, what's the big deal?" I still didn't pay much attention to her.  "It's not the fucking phone. It's the picture. I went online and see what I saw on the news. So you now go out with other girls hun?" She asked with rage and I finally looked up to see her phone. Great. It was a picture of Eliza

Him. My legs grew weak, everything and everyone around me became a blur, my attention was only focused on the person that just walked in.  My father.  He looked older than the last time I saw him but I could never forget that face. Bushy brows, rough lips, wrinkled face and slightly grey hair.  He didn't notice me, which I was grateful for because I didn't know what I would do if he had seen me. His face was as cold as ever and he was dressed in a t-shirt and a black trouser.  Memories began flashing back, the slaps, the whips, the scares, the pain....everything came all at once. Tears clouded my eyes, making it hard for me to see clearly but my focus was still on him.