When I got home, the house was noisy. There seems to be a party going on. The music was blaring and I could hear the screams of ladies and guys enjoying themselves in their drunken state. I knocked knowing I'm wasting my time. He wasn't going to hear me. I turned the door knob and thankfully the door gave way.I walked in trying to avoid bumping bodies. The air was filled with the smell of drugs, vomit and alcohol. I wrinkled my nose to avoid inhaling the offensive odor. I spotted Garrett on the couch with two ladies massaging his naked chest while one sat on his lap grinding against him. I shook my head. I really wasn't going to sit on that couch again.On getting to my room I opened the door without warning and I regret ever doing so.‘what the fuck! Can't you knock.’ The naked man on my bed pulled the sheet around his waist for cover. I turned my eyes away avoiding the stark naked woman laying on my bed.‘hmm this is my room. I don't deem it fit to knock before entering my room.
The traffic was horrible coupled with horns and shouts from drivers. I wasted 40 extra minutes on the road and got to the office late. The heat on the bus combined with the stench of sweat was unbearable. At this point, I wished to have my car. If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. The man sitting beside me reeked of alcohol as though he had a wild night and dressed up this morning for work without proper cleanup. He was trying his best to start a conversation with me, not minding the fact that I was by no means interested in a chitchat.‘It's quite busy this morning.’ He started. ‘yes.’‘You know, being your own boss is kinda chic, you know.’ He said again. But then he was dressed in a suit and his ID showed that he was a government worker.‘hmm.’ ‘where do you work?’ ‘around.’‘are you vast in the business sector?’I shook my head hoping it would pass my message across that I wasn't interested in talking to him. He continued without minding my lack of interest.‘okay.. You
Asher’s povMy eyes watched my mother as she walked around my office touching what her eyes captured. I waited for her to say what made her visit.‘What brings you here mother?’ I finally asked when she said nothing.‘Why did you leave your house?’ She asked instead.‘I don't feel safe there anymore.’ She eyed me with concern.Since when? did the paparazzi find out you live there?’ ‘no paparazzi. It's since when you and Sabrina broke into my house.’‘Don't make such a fuse about that. Perhaps if I had given me a key I wouldn't have broken into your house. I have every right to come to your house when I want to.’‘I'm not giving you the key to my house.’‘I wouldn’t disturb you if you gave me a grandchild, Asher.’‘Mother now is not the time for this kind of talk.’‘I am not getting younger Asher.’‘really? You look twenty. You could pass as my younger sister.’‘I'm not in the mood for jokes.' She said sternly but her cheeks were red.‘I told you to give me some time. I just took ove
Lorie povAsher had refused to let me work for Henry and I couldn't understand why. The day had been going very slow as we went from one boring meeting to another. Thankfully it was near closing time. I arranged my bag in preparation to visit the hospital. I haven't seen them since my return from the business trip in Dubai.I walked to Jasmine’s office to chat away time. She was sitting on her chair checking her nails. ‘hey Jas.’ I greeted making myself comfortable on her desk.‘hi babes.’ She replied, dropping her nails. ‘You visited the nail salon.’ My eyes went to her newly polished nails painted in pink and white. It looked cute. Jasmine style.‘I don't like the nails. I wanted a darker shade of pink.’ She murmured, still eyeing her finger nails.‘but this looks dark enough to me though.’dark?! This looks like pastel pink.’ She shrieked. ‘oh really?’ I am not a color freak like Jasmine. She loves the color pink. ‘how can you be so color blind?’ she groaned, grabbing her hair.
Garrett was dressed when I got home. Seems like he has been waiting for me. His eyes were looking angry. Garrett was not the type to wait. Cautiously I locked the door behind me. ‘where the hell have you been?’ He thundered.‘I went to the hospital.’ I replied quietly.‘I vividly recall telling you to come home early today. You don't just listen.’ He was pacing around with his hands on his waist.‘I'm sorry.’ I mumbled not wanting to offend him any further.‘You screened my call. You fucking screened my call. Where were you when you couldn't pick up your phone? Were you fucking him? Aren't I enough for you?’ He was coming closer to me, making me shift away. Soon I was resting my back on the door and his hands went up to the door caging me in. I shivered because of the cold. Wearing rain soaked clothes does that to you.‘I'm sorry I didn't hear my phone ring.’ I reached for my bag searching for my phone. I tapped the screen. It came on. The time was 8:10, and I had a missed call from
The rain had started again. It was always raining. I stared blankly through glass walls. I don't hate the rain and I don’t like it either. I only hate the sogginess and cold it leaves behind. The day started as any other normal work day. My co-workers do what they do best; gossiping yet pretending to work when their supervisors glance at their way or pass by. I was getting bored. I had finished the paper work on my desk faster than I expected and it seems my boss had been avoiding me since our heated exchange in his office for reasons best known to him. He didn't send for me nor did he ask me to search for any files nor attend any meetings with him. He had asked for two days to come up with another solution that doesn't involve me working for his enemy. He barely came out of his office. In fact he comes before everyone and leaves after everyone. Or maybe he sleeps in the office, who knows? His blinds were always closed.I walked to the kitchen to find snacks to nibble on and coffee
He stared at the screen before finally accepting the call.‘what do you want?’ His voice was so cold.‘pleasant day to you too.’ I could hear him. The phone was loud.Asher didn't say anything but his hands had balled into fists. His last meeting with Henry hadn't ended well. ‘I wanted to ask if you have considered my offer.’ He said.‘I thought I made my thoughts about your offer clear the other day.’‘You know, you don't have a choice.’ I could imagine his face right now. He must be smirking. ‘who says I don't?’ I stared at Asher. Does he have a plan?‘oh, I can save you the stress and go to the tax office tomorrow.’‘I will get back to you.’ He hung up.‘do you have a plan?’ I asked when he said nothing. ‘no, I don't. But I won’t let Henry know that.’I stared at his face, searching for the reassurance that he knew what he was doing. He slowly let go of my waist, his eyes not meeting mine.‘get back to work. Those files are on my desk, no, not the one you just brought. The ones
I could barely control the rate at which my heart was beating. It was pounding fast and hard against my chest. I had suggested this, why the hell was I feeling this way? I walked towards the visitor and sat down hoping he didn't notice. Thankfully he didn't because his back was still facing me.‘I have thought long and hard about this. You are right. It's the only option. But if it will make you feel better I feel horrible for making you do this.’ He turned facing me but could barely look me in the face.‘okay. I will do my best.’ I replied.‘no don't do your best. Be lazy. Do everything in your power to ensure he kicks you out. We will be more than willing to take you back.’ His voice rose.I smiled. Somehow those words made my heart calm a little.‘Yes sir.’ I nodded shyly.‘You have this week to pack. I really hate sending you there.’ His eyes were looking at me in a very strange manner. ‘I will be okay. I may not look like it but I am one tough girl.’ I said hoping to assure him