When Ethan and I walked into work that Monday, all eyes turned towards us. At first, I don't know why.
But when I looked up could see a big blown-up picture with my face, and the words.
'Cheating whore.' All over it.
"It gets worse." My assistant Michelle said to me.
"How much?"
I wish I didn't ask, because after I stepped out of the lobby and over to the elevators. There were half naked pictures of me everywhere, pictures that were obviously taken through my window.
"This is-" I couldn't get the words out. I could feel tears filling my eyes and all I could do was turn away with the intention of just going to work.
I don't understand what I did to make this guy so obsessed with me.
Just as I was about to enter the elevator when my father called me over to where he saw standing.
"Daddy, I'm so sorry." I said, wiping at my eyes.
"There is no need to be, baby girl, but that sick bastard will be sorry that he did this
I shut my door with a sigh; I was sick of this. I hate having to be worrying and have people worrying over me.This reminded me of the time my mother cheated on my father, and after their divorce, she wouldn't leave us alone.She tried to convince me that my father wasn't a good man, and it almost worked, but then I realised she only wanted me around to have a sure income and a piece of the Walker's company.It went back to square one when my father won custody of me. She wouldn't leave us alone.She made it seem as my father was the worst, lied that he abused her.Then one day she just left us alone, sure she still messages from time to time and send postcards.But I never gave them a second thought. Most times, I wondered if she was the one to put this Russell guy up to it.I hope that those men had enough sense to bring him in, so I could get a little sense of peace tonight.There was a sound coming from my kitchen that made
I punched Russell in the under the chin, thinking that it would have made him stun. But it had no effect on him and he punched after me.I hardly had time to move out of the way, but Russell's fist did manage to hit the side of my head.I wrenched at the pain."You fucker," I spat out, but not before grabbing a hidden gun from beside my plate drain.I fired a wild shot, which got one of his accomplice in the chest."You won't shoot my, that was your second chance, and you didn't take it. You must love me more than you let on. But guess what, you won't get another chance." Russell mocked."And you know what? I am crazy. And truth is, I had my sight on you from I heard that you were Mr Walker's daughter. I honestly thought you would have been a little dumb bitch. You are, don't get me wrong."That's right, keep talking."I bet you are enjoying this. I bet that it turns you on, but you know what, just as I have killed your friend,
I used my elbow to hit Russell it the side and lucky for me the string broke when it did; I moved my head up so hard, hitting him in the face, it broke his nose.Russell cried out.I pushed him off me.His friend, who I thought would have left, tried to fight with me. When he grabbed at me, I twisted his hand back, then kicked it when the joint was and broke the bone.His cries were short-lived as I used the gun to shoot him.Russell used that to tackle me. He fell on top of me trying to get the gun out of my hands and at one point you did, but I managed to get it back, then used it to hit him in the temple.I got to my feet and laughed down at him."I should tell you, Russell, not because I am a female means I am weak. I only wanted you to talk just in case you got away, but now the only way you will get out of this house is if they are carrying your dead body out." I said, wrapping dish towels around my fingers."Did you know
Day 1 October 21stAfter doing yet another research, I have finally found someone that I hope to be the one.A young and ambitious woman, Chelsea Walker. Daughter of the man who caused my father to die, but I will put that behind me. Because what I am going to do with her will be so much worst.****Day 4 it took me 3 days, but I am finally here. With a new identity.****Day 6 I didn't realize that it was so hard to get a job at that fucking place, which is just a set back. But I have a plan, I just hope it works.****Day I don't give a fuck how much it is, I was getting frustrated, because nothing I did seem to be working.The only thing left for me to do now is kill that bitch and take her place.****I saw her today, in the coffee shop that she always visits just before work. The tail of her coat brushed against my leg and the smell of her perfume made me hurry to the bathroom and masterbated to the though
Inhaling deeply as you walked by, your cologne was enough to set me off. If I could touch myself right now, I would, but II know every single detail about your life, where you work, all your friends, where you love to hang out, why you moved out of your parents house. How to kill your partner. have to remain in control. I stopped my breath to not gasp, just your very presence set my soul on fire. You could set me on fire all you want, I wouldn't mind all because it's you. The person of my dreams, that is now in my reality. Your cologne has me all choked up, Gucci Guilt, that's what it's called. My new favourite scent, I'm mad that our men had to wear it as well, but either way. You wore it better, with a mixture of spices and after shave. Your scent, it's enough to get me drunk. I closed my eyes, begging it to linger. To take me away like I saw in those cartoons, to beckon me forward with a finger. I opened my mouth to taste it, to taste you as you walk
You jogged past me in the park as I pretended to tie my shoe so I can watch your firm ass move. I wouldn't mind taking a bite out of it, a mouth drooling body you have.I moved my foot off the bench too fast and almost fell over. I have never done this before, but this is a new hobby I took up recently. Jogging. Just to see you, just to get an understanding of your routine, your mind.I didn't realize how unfit and out of shape I was until my first day. I almost died after just ten minutes of following you. My lungs burned, my head felt like it was going to pop. Not to mention how I almost passed out. Thankfully, a sweet old couple offered me a bottle of water.In that moment, I thought for sure that I was a goner; it was like my entire body was shutting down. My eyes blurred and stung from sweat, my legs never felt so heavy before. I had no use for myself the next day.But now I'm a pro at it, and I never looked or felt better.I now have an
I want to expose Olivia for the fraudulent bi*ch that she is, but I have to first gather more evidence. You will never believe me with just a Facebook page, or with her only having six friends on Instagram.No, I bet you would want solid proof. Proof that this person is not good for you, that she is only pretending to be your friend. She only wants money and nothing else.Not to mention, I'm now at work, so there is not much I can do. It's not like I can pull up her information her, that would raise too much questions and I'm already in a bit of a pickle.You walked to my office, looking sexy as ever. Everything about you was mouth watering, your walk, your half smile and even the way you nodded at our co-workers. Which made me feel jealous. That should be me who you are nodding at.I checked my hair a few times to make sure it was perfect, perfect for you.'But wait, where are you going?'You walked right by my office, not even giving me a
I sat in my office looking out at the skylines, the people, and cars commuting below.'What if I was to drop a quarter from this high? Could it really give someone a concussion? Or was that just a myth?''I doubt it. Just like everything else, the quarter would be subjected to gravity and speed up as it fell, but the velocity wouldn't be enough. So a chair maybe?'Just the thought of a chair 'accidentally' falling on someone was funny to me.I was so lost in thought that I didn't even noticed you entering my office."Nice space you have here," your voice rang out.I jumped and sucked in a breath.'How can I miss someone like you?'Your foot steps were so soft, I'm sure it would have made some sort of noise of the tiled floor."Yeah, I guess it is." I nodded.I watched as you peered around the space, taking in every detail of my office.'That's what happens when you are at the top of the ladder. This space w