Ashley’s POV I heard the sound of my phone ringing close to me on my bed, as if the bark of my dog, Spike, wasn’t enough. "Ughh! Who could be calling at this time of the day?" I grumbled and used my pillow to cover my head, muffling the sound, but I could still hear it. I turned on my bed and grabbed my phone with my sleepy eyes, My eyes slowly adjusted to the light that was hurting my eyes. I stared at the caller. It was that little bitch, Melody. Why was she calling me so late at night when I hadn’t even slept? I reluctantly answered the phone. "Hello," I muttered. "Hello, is this Queen?" She said in hushed tones. "Yes, it is I. What do you want?" I questioned. "I need your help. I have nowhere to go. My brother just kicked me out of his house because I joined your business." Melody explained, I sat up on my bed rubbing my sleepy eyes. "Why did he kick you out? Didn’t you tell me you were an adult?" I asked. "I am but... I still live with my brother." She replied, in a low to
The streets of Miami were always dangerous at night. Her brother made a big mistake by kicking her out in the middle of the night. "Let go of her!" I screamed, but the guy just looked at me with a fearless face, as if he didn’t hear what I said. "I said let go of her!" I shouted, walking closer to them. "Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you recognize me? I am the queen of this street, so I am asking you to let her go." I said, flipping my hair backwards with my left hand. "Queen, I am sorry, but I can’t listen to you today. I saw her first." The guy replied with a straight face. Melody began shaking her head more than usual as if she was trying to tell me something, and the guy smiled. I turned around to see another guy running towards me with an iron rod in his hand, and he wanted to use it to hit me on the head. He swung it toward me. I dodged it, but it hit me on the waist, and my gun fell out of my hand. "Argh!" I groaned and turned to him. I caught the iron rod before he could u
I took Melody in and gave her a room close to mine. She carried her things into the room and put them close to the door of the closet. Her room didn’t have a dressing room like mine. She started looking around the room, admiring it with a smile on her face. I can’t believe she was crying all the way here. I was standing near the front door. "Well, now that you are alright, can I go sleep now?" I inquired turning my back on her when Spike ran to me, sticking his tongue out, watching me with his curious eyes. I stroked his cute head which was filled with fur. His perky ears stood out. I squatted down to his level, still petting him. He licked my face with his wet tongue. I need to wash my face right now. I got up on my feet and hit him lightly on the head. "Come here, boy," I said, walking out of the room with him. "Your dog is so cute," Melody said from inside the room. I led Spike back to his separate room. He ran to his litter box. I shut the door and headed to my room. The next d
Xander was sleeping on the couch with his mouth wide open. Saliva escaped from his mouth and rolled into his ear. "Ah!" He screamed and rolled on the couch, falling to the floor with a loud thud, with his face against the floor. He groaned and got up from the floor, holding his face in pain. "Melody, get me some coffee." He said subconsciously, but he got no response from her. His brow furrowed. "Melody." He called out to her and slowly opened his eyes. The living room was unkempt and there were a lot of dirty things laying around; pizza wrappers, bottles of soda, and his clothes. He shook his head. He hadn’t seen his apartment in a condition like this before, because Melody always took care of it. "Jesus Christ!" He shouted as he stepped on a pizza wrap. "What happened here last night?" He said, asking no one in particular, he recalled, he drank and ate a lot to forget about what he was doing to Melody. "Melody!" he yelled and started running out of the house. He opened the main
Noah closed his eyes as the rose fell on his face and shattered into pieces. He could feel the rose petals brushing his face as they fell to the floor. He shook his head and picked up a rose petal from his hair and glanced at it. "You are so romantic…" he said in a rumbling tone a devilish grin curved across his face. Ashley frowned with her eyes narrowed at him. "I don’t know how you managed to get past my security, but get out, You are not welcome here." She declared, closing her laptop in a rage. "Why do you always have to be so arrogant? I came here to give you this." He said, putting his right hand into his suit as he approached her. Ashley’s eyes were on his suit as he pulled out a golden envelope and extended it to her. Her eyes landed on the envelope. She crinkled her nose and reluctantly took it from him. She opened the envelope and pulled out the white card that was inside it. "What the fuck?" She muttered as she fixed her eyes on the invitation to their engagement party.
Chris was underneath Noah’s bodyguard, struggling with him as Noah started approaching them. Chris grunted and punched the bodyguard in the face. Blood escaped from his mouth. He overpowered the bodyguard and turned around, with the bodyguard against the floor this time. Chris stretched his hand toward his gun, which was a few feet away from him. He was grunting in pain with his hand on the bodyguard’s chest, pinning him to the spot. He reached for the gun and was about to grab it when Noah stepped on his hand with his boot that had spikes underneath it. The spikes were penetrating Chris’s skin, and it was making him bleed. "Arrgh!" Chris grunted in agony as Noah started moving his leg on his hand, crushing his bones. Chris gnashed his teeth and let go of Noah’s bodyguard, trying to remove his hand from Noah’s feet. A shallow smile curved on Noah’s lips as he picked up the gun Chris was so adamant about getting with his left hand. The sniper was still in his right hand. His bodyguar
"Jake, stop it! Let go of him! What is going on here? Why are you attacking him uh?" Ashley asked, pulling Jake’s hand from Chris’s shirt. Jake let go of Chris’s wrinkled shirt. Chris took a step back, looking down. Jake pursed his lips, glaring at Chris. "Calm down, tell me what happened," Ashley said in a calm tone and took her handbag from him, holding it in her right hand. "Ask Chris to tell you what he did. He disgusts me." Jake said, staring at Chris with a lot of disgust. Ashley turned around to look at Chris. "What happened? say something?!?" Ashley half yelled. Chris lifted his head and looked into Ashley’s eyes with watery eyes like he wanted to cry. He pursed his lips and finally mustered the courage to open up to her. "I…went to get the doctor Jake had booked an appointment with," he said. The serious look on Ashley’s face was replaced with a proud smile as she heard what he had to say. She started looking around. "Really? where is the doctor? Because I don’t see him a
Spike trailed Melody’s scent to the room and ran into the room. He stood close to the huge bed in the room and turned to look for Melody. She was already standing in front of the room. She waved at him. He barked aggressively, running toward the door. She shut the door, muffling the sound of his barks. "Phew! Finally, I got past him." She thought, wiping the sweat off her forehead. She looked around the empty corridor and started running down to the painting of Pablo Escobar. She arrived in front of the painting and started touching every edge of the painting in haste, looking for the button that would open it. Her hand finally landed on the gun. After a minute of panicking, she pressed the button and the wall opened for her. She dashed into the room without wasting time. She headed straight to the location of the vault. She opened the first layer of the vault and spotted the buttons for the passcode. Sweat slid down her face. She rested her left hand on the wall, trying to remember