"Yes, you have to bring him here but first things first, you know how we do it, “ He winked at her,"and I don't have to say it out, do I?” The hypnotist had a grin across his face as he stared at Scarlett.Scarlett could only roll her eyes at him once again as she took out her purse and handed over a bundle of money."That's half the pay, the rest would be completed when the job is done,” She spoke and got up, preparing to take her leave. "But babe, how are you going to do that? It's not like he will willingly come here. How are you going to bring him over?” Jasmine, who had been silent all through asked as she also stood up from her seat.The last time they had hypnotized Anthony, he was actually drunk in a club. Scarlett was in a famous club, her eyes scanning around it, in search of a specific guy she had her eyes on. The guy was a big shot who frequently visited the club so she had made some plans in store for the big shot when he arrived. Scarlett was bent on making the bi
"Quickly, carry him up into the car," Scarlett said frantically, afraid to be caught in the deadly situation. The person nodded as he carried Anthony by his hand and Scarlett also helped by lifting his legs up, though she struggled to carry him up, they did the task in no time and pushed him into the back seat and slammed the door. "The job is done. The hypnotist will be waiting for you in the warehouse,“ The figure informed and Scarlett nodded. She went to the driver's seat and started the car as it beamed red lights and she zoomed out of sight into the night. ***In a dark room, whispers could be heard in its dead silence."It's done, by the time he wakes up then all he would always think about is you. He will love and cherish you more than anything else,” A man’s voice said as he parked up his hypnotizing equipment."That's great to hear. Are there more side effects? Or it's still the same thing?” Scarlett questioned the hypnotist doctor about any additional side effects, her
Aysel let out an exhausted sigh, "Today is going to be a tough day for sure,” She thought to herself, collapsing on her bed with her back and the mattress bounced softly, her petite body sinking into its embrace. Causing her silky Brown wavy hair to spread out in waves as she lay on it. Aysel already felt tired. Fatigue took over her body even though she had not done anything yet. She had not actually packed her files and documents for the interview yet and she was going for a job interview? Could you imagine that? How could anyone go for an interview unprepared? Well I guess, it might only be possible on Aysel's side. Soon enough, Camellia entered her daughter's room with a tray of healthy food and fruits for breakfast. Aysel enjoyed the meal delightfully and later sought her mother's opinion on her appearance before preparing to leave.On her way out, Camellia kissed Aysel’s forehead wishing the best for her on her first job. Camellia was happy to finally see her daughter go
After many mishaps Aysel had encountered on the way she finally stood before a towering glass building that housed the company she planned on working for till she had saved up enough money to pay her bills, start up a business for herself, and take care of her child. "Breath in girl and buckle up, you can do this, it’s not that hard by the way.” Aysel took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. She decided to throw her worries into the trash can and wear a wide smile on her face, because that's who Aysel was, a cheerful girl known all over the neighborhood with that renowned title.As she entered the building, Aysel was greeted by a sleek and modern reception area. The polished floors gleamed under the bright lights. She approached the receptionist, who looked up from her computer, her expression was pale as she chewed on a gum ignorantly. "What do you want?" the receptionist asked, raising her perfectly shaved eyebrows and blowing bubble gum, making it pop at Aysel's
"Is she the one?" his frigid, husky voice cut through the air as he asked the receptionist, who seemed pleased to have the company's security guard by her side."Yes, throw her out of here," the receptionist commanded, giving Aysel a hard glare. "She's tarnishing the company's image with her outdated appearance and small figure. She's not worth working here."Aysel couldn't believe what she was hearing. "How does my appearance really matter? I'm a qualified graduate with excellent grades. I know I'm worth the job. I really need the money, it's my priority right now. Please don't throw me out for such shallow reasons," she pleaded, putting her hands together in front of the guard. But it seemed like the guard was hesitant to go against the receptionist's command. Ignoring Aysel's pleas, the security guard commanded her to leave. But Aysel was determined not to go, especially without speaking to Mr. Miller, the manager of the company."Don't throw me out like this. Just give me a momen
She placed her left hand on her chest trying to catch her uneven breath. She took a long drag of breath into her lungs then breathed it out, repeating the process till she felt better. Aysel quickly assessed her appearance and combed through her wavy Brown hair with her fingers, trying to tame the hair strands that were not in place. She knocked at the door twice and waited for a response from inside. She felt her heart beat race, her nerves rising in distress wondering the kind of questions that would be thrown at her face."Come in,” a voice said, giving her permission to come in. Aysel pushed the door open nervously, her hand a little shaky but she tried to control it. She can't believe she would be getting her first job ever! It felt so great yet she felt a little embarrassed about what happened between her and the receptionist.She walked with her head slightly bowed, her gaze slowly reaching up to the man who had his back turned against her, watching the cityscape from the gl
The receptionist watched Aysel storm out of the building, her face twisted with curiosity as she tried to decipher what had caused such a strong reaction from her. Aysel's previously soft expression had morphed into one of irritation, her wavy hair bouncing as she made her way out in a rage, not sparing the receptionist a single glance. The receptionist couldn't help but feel relieved as she watched Aysel storm out. She was glad things hadn't gone well between them. Despite not witnessing the exchange, she felt confident in her assumptions, knowing the manager well enough to make a guess.****Early in the morning, the next day after Anthony had left his home in a trance without giving a glance at his fiancee whom he had badly knocked unconscious due to his unstable mental health. He stumbled into the Golden mansion, his movements unsteady and uncoordinated, a result of the alcohol coursing through his veins. Clutching onto a bottle of rare and expensive Macallan 1926, he weaved hi
He couldn't shake the memory of his father's threat that same day, forcing him to bear a child within three weeks or risk losing his inheritance to his younger sister, Janetta. The thought of his father's proposal made him clench his fists in anger at the old and dimwitted man, wrinkling the papers he had in his hand. The door flung open, revealing Scarlett coming into the room. Anthony threw the ball of paper at the side of the room to avoid Scarlett asking about it. She give him a warm smile and lay on the bed quietly. She was definitely plotting something in that mind of hers. Anthony couldn't help but ponder why Scarlett refused to bear a child for him. He knew she had a history of sleeping with men she was attracted to, which had caused him immense pain while he was still under her spell. The hypnotist's influence had gradually worn off, leaving him struggling with the remnants of the spell. He glanced at her serene face, illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp, gi