It was such a relief that I had gotten that off my chest finally, it was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I couldn’t really gauge his reaction to be honest but his already thin lips were set in a straight line and his eyes seemed... well, I was never really good at reading people so I can't decipher his mood. But it was definitely sombre and awkward, which was why I needed to take leave.
Phew, breaking hearts is a lot of work I really shouldn’t do this ever again. My first date had started off well, but now, well now it's not a date anymore.
Silently, I stood from the chair, moving my dress to allow myself to properly stand as I straightened up and was about to walk passed him before he gripped my wrist and stopped me.
I froze as I turned my head to look at this man, baffled at his action, "let go of my wrist," I said strongly as I tried to move my wrist out of his strong hold but he was gripping it t
"Hey, it's Thembisa. Listen, I was just checking up on you. You're not picking up your phone calls, bruh, you're not even on Twitter anymore so I know something's going on. Listen, I'm here if you need to talk. Whatever you're going through I'm here for you, don't forget that. You don't have to go through anything alone. My gun is ready and my car is ready so I'm ready to kill a motherfucker. I love you, neh, don't forget that."I almost laughed at that voicemail as I stared at my darkened phone screen.I clicked for the next voicemail."Uh, hello boss, it's Lesedi. I've been trying to call you but it's taking me straight to voicemail. I wanted to tell you about, uh, t-the, what's it called? Oh yeah, deliveries. We got, I think it's fifty cows...the bodies of the cows...no, the skeleton of the cows... wait, how do I say it? Eish, ja, you know what I mean. We've been selling enough, and I stay last to loc
"Hey, are you ok?" Was the first thing that I heard as I walked out of my bathroom, with my towel wrapped around me and found Thembisa lying on my bed. She jumped from where she was, ran towards me and before I could even say another word she hugged me like her life depended on it."Seriously, what's your problem, Celeste?" She snapped as she hugged me even tighter and I couldn't help but just return the hug with just as much intensity, "you had me worried sick! I was calling and you weren't picking up, you weren't going to work, your parents told me you weren't talking to them either, you have to tell me what's going on!" She stressed as she pulled back from me and looked over my face and I tried to keep it together, I really did but I didn't know what to do. The next thing I knew I was crying into her shoulder as she tried to hush me."I don't know what to do," I admitted hopelessly as I gripped onto her and let out everythi
I had been dreading today.All night, I spent it in my bedroom, locked inside it and praying to God that the sun wouldn’t rise. I wanted to just run away, I really did but I was scared to. I could just sense that Daddy would definitely not be happy about my decision and he would do something that would definitely make me regret running away. So, I stayed put. I tried to distract myself by calling my friends but they were all too busy enjoying their cars and money to even talk to me for more than fifteen minutes which was fine, I guess.I sat up all night just wondering how the next day's events would commence and I was expecting the worst but surprisingly, I felt like I was the first lady of the country the way I had been treated so far.When the sun had risen, my bags were packed and I was waiting patiently for the man to come and pick me up and let me be on my way to Switzerland.&n
"Ah, you've finally decided to bless me with your presence I see," was the first thing that I said as I strutted into the room, that Martina had told me was the Home Bar.The bar, unlike the rest of the old home, was definitely modern and was on its own floor because Martina had told me that Aebischer likes to host his brothers over quite frequently so they needed more space. There was an entire section, wall to wall just covered in all kinds of expensive liquor, along with a long bar island and bar stools. On the other section there was a pool table, a bowling alley and several gambling tables.The home bar resembled a casino.Daddy was sitting down, drinking from a glass of champagne as he simply raised an eyebrow at my statement. He was wearing a suit, and I expected nothing less than the expensive looking material and the stone cold face as his eyes looked me over and what I was wearing.&nbs
"Good morning, sir," Martina greeted me as I opened my bedroom door and I looked at her as I buttoned up my shirt to the very top. She almost bowed at me, and I'm pretty certain she would have if I wasn't walking as though she wasn't besides me, "I hope you slept well-""Most certainly," I responded, "I slept like a baby," I replied as one of the housemaids rushed in my direction with my briefcase in their hands and swiftly handed it to me as I walked right past them, "but I didn't call you to talk to me about my sleeping. I called you to talk to you about Celeste, my fiancé.""Understandable," she replied with a strict cold tone.Martina was a dangerous woman, one you wouldn't suspect to be who she really is. She's been trained in the arts of assassination for well over 30 years and knows how to kill a man with a paper clip and rubber band in more than 14 ways. She's not one to be
"Let go of me," I said fiercely as I glared at Daddy who was glaring down at me, gripping tightly onto my forearm, "I said let go of me," I repeated as I tried to pull my arm out of his hold but I knew that he wouldn't let go of me."You want to act like a child?" He asked me, "then I'll treat you like one," he finished as he started pulling me behind him and I tried to dig my heels into the ground to stop him but I couldn't. He was so strong that the struggle I put up seemed fruitless because he easily pulled me dragged me through the mansion.During the dinner after that little fiasco, I could see just how upset he was, which was weird because I don’t know him that well. Even though he was casually leaned back in the chair and continuing conversation with his friends, I could feel the anger radiating off of him in waves. That’s when I started to doubt myself and questioned my actions. It was childish o
I stood at the stairs leading to the circular driveway where my cars are always parked whether it be the limo, Bentley or Rolls Royce. I wasn't a man who had a lot cars because I'm not a spender. I worked too hard for the money that I have and I work even harder to not lose it. That doesn't mean that I don't enjoy my wealth, because I do. I have three custom made luxury cars and since I'm a bachelor with no kids, I am perfectly fine with those cars. Back to the issue at hand, every morning when I step out I expect to see one of those three cars but today none of those were parked in front in the driveway because the driveway had ten matte black sports cars blocking the entire area.I was doubtful for a second as I tried to remember if I bought these cars perhaps last night because all day yesterday I had been working from home. Or maybe my siblings came to visit me except, none of them are in the country and they all prefer to travel by helicopter
Life has changed drastically these past few weeks for me. There's no progress between me and Aebischer except that he's increased my allowance in order to make sure that I stay as far away from him as possible. And I have been rightfully so, spending every bit of my allowance and buying whatever kind of unnecessary materialistic things I could think of. A private jet, a helicopter, all sorts of expensive luxury cars, a mansion for Brinney and of course, spoiling my best friends rotten.Perhaps you're expecting me to complain about this life, but the only complaint I have is Aebischer, other than that, I am a materialistic girl who now seems to have the world in her palms. I'm enjoying every bit of Aebischer's wealth and spending it accordingly."Hm, a dinner?" I repeated as I lazily walked through the mansion where all of my clothes were kept, rows and rows of millions in fashion as I threw a look over my should