Semua Bab His woman, his addiction: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Allie's POV "Allie. Allie! "Mr Austin yelled my name repeatedly. We are at the shooting scene for our new magazine project. I was the one assigned to the task, but I didn't understand why my boss wouldn't let me focus. I sighed tiredly and aggressively flung the document on the nearest table before reversing in his direction. I was already stressed at the rate at which I'd been sent on errands the past few days. My boss, Mr Austin has severally caused serious headaches for me and of course, I couldn't complain because I would be laid off, which is something I don't yearn for. I have been working as a staff at the "Diamond" magazine for the past two years. I loved the job even though the Smiths aren't pleased with my type of company; Mainly because they have their firm "Royals" a brand that is worth billions of dollars on its own. I was offered to be one of their advertisement shooting directors, but I slumped the proposal. Immediately after I was done with College, I was fortunat

Allie's POV I squinted my eyes severally as I jerked out of unconsciousness by the attempt of someone nearly peeling off my shorts to remove my cell phone which I had kept in my back pocket. "Uhn you are awake? You passed out for 20 minutes only" Their leader chuckled mockingly. It was easier to indicate because of the voice earlier. Everything flashed through my head as I recalled instantly that I was apprehended. The piece of clothing used to wrap my face has been withdrawn. I breathed helplessly trying to get my phone back, but the bulky man was stronger, and since I was also struggling with my tied legs and hands, I could not easily get it. "This would make our work easier," He acknowledged with a slight nod and yanked my hand to the phone which was now in his grasp. He was trying to get my fingerprint to unlock it. Immediately the phone unlocked, he moved away from me. "20 missed calls by lovely brother! Is that billionaire Aaron?" The leader asked, still unsure that I w

Allie's POV Mrs Smith decided to disentangle from the hug for me to settle into my old space which has already been cleaned by the house help. She insists that I should visit Mr Smith in his room tomorrow forenoon. I grabbed the towel and walked into the bathroom for a refreshing shower. It took me a while to leave the bathtub. I walked back into my room contemplating on what colour of nightdress to put on. I decided to go with my favourite lacquer, which is blue. I suddenly remember my little kitty. Roaming my eyes around the room, I saw him wrapped up behind the dressing table. I guess one of the maids might have brought him into the room. I signed in solace, then used a finger to lose my towel from the tip. I walked towards the huge mirror that hung like a chandelier but just above my dressing table to check myself out. "What if those people touched me like they thought they would have?" I shivered at the thought. "I don't think I would survive it and my boss, Oh good Lord,

Allie's POV I was not patient for him to finish his sentence before sauntering out of the room with a thudding heart. Aaron did not skip to give me that suspicious glare that made him cut off whatever he was about to let out, but I made sure I eavesdropped to hear his first utterance. I huddled my left ear to the wicket, my butt pointed north side after I had made sure no one is moving towards the passageway just then, I heard him holler at his father "Why did you refuse to use your medications?! Are you planning to kill yourself? " I huffed at his rudeness. Spoilt brat! Till today, I still don't have any idea why these two, father and son don't seem to get along. It's a quizzical and logical something which I got no answers to. I puffed out, relieved that he did not hear a dim of our conversation. Although my heart was still whipping non-stop, my clarification made my breathing subside a little. I thought I had passed through moments of being a scary cat for this man, gue

I woke up at dusk and my body was all weak. My vision is blurry for a moment trying to adjust to my surroundings till everything clicks. I sluggishly stretch my whole length on the comfy bed even though my eyes are not yet brightly open. It took me some minutes to remember that I had taken my siesta in a room different from mine.I groaned and reluctantly stood up. I was as famished as someone who hadn't eaten for days. I dragged my feet out of the room staring at the building having no idea where to find the kitchen. Nevertheless, I decided to wander around if I could get any clue. I successfully found the magnificent cooking space after some time. I used a few minutes to contemplate whether to make Aaron's food with mine then I decided to go with my compassionate mind and cook for him too I settled for mashed potato since that was the only ingredient I found. I left his potion in the stakes. Not even bothering to engage in food etiquette, I sauntered towards the living room and