“Hold on to my hand,” Denzel said as he stretched out his other hand to pull her up.
Eva had mistakenly slipped off from the rail but Denzel was swift enough to grab her before she could fall over. All the while she screamed and shouted, reeked with fear.
“Do not panic, you gonna be alright. Just hold on to my hand tight and don’t look down” He commanded as she gradually but gently pulled her up over the rail.
She fell to the ground as Denzel had pulled her up. She seemed visibly shaken. Tears ran her cheeks as she cried uncontrollably.
Denzel sat down with her as she threw his arms around her hugging her.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
She nodded her head in affirmation.
“Okay you need to get inside now,” Denzel said as he tried to raise her up to her feet to carry her to the room but s
Just as they entered the lobby of the apartment block, the concierge didn’t even look up at first.“Yes?” he said. “What is it?” His mind fully on the sandwich he was munching, and casually brushed egg crumbs from his face onto his shirt.Karen spoke first…“Hello, please my name is Karen—”Just immediately, Denzel spoke.“Is this how you meet and greet your special guests? Eating anyhow in the public?”The concierge looked up sharply at him and blenched.“Oh! Mr. Hobbs,” He stood up hastily, struggling slightly to push his chair back. As he did so, then he plastered on a rather apologetic smile.
“Yes?”“Hello, Karen. It’s me, Denzel.”He’s here!She screamed in her head“Oh, come on up. It’s wonderful in here!” she replied.A couple of minutes later, Denzel entered the room and he dropped the latch on the apartment door.“I don’t want to be interrupted right now,” He said, smiling at her.“I want to say thank you—” Karen tried to speak, but he put a finger to her lips.
As Karen was in the car, enjoying her ride home, her mind went back to the entire incident that took place some days ago in the office, and why she felt threatened, which warranted Denzel to relocate her from her present place of living.***FLASHBACK***Karen did not see her boss for about a couple of months even though they worked in the same office. He had been out of town a few times but when he did reappear at the office and on the occasions that she saw him, he seemed distracted and barely said little to her. She wondered if she had done something wrong, or worse, if he was already tired of her. She had tried to muster up courage to meet him at his office to ask why he never bothered to see her and to perhaps inquire if their contract was still binding but fear and anxiety would always get the better part of her.Then, Kim, his personal assistant, buzzed her“Karen, can you come up to the office, please? Mr. Hobbs wo
He twisted and turned, stretching himself as the sunlight cut through his eyelids. He turned away again trying to sleep back but a ring from the doorbell distracted him again. He sat up immediately as he wondered who it could be. It had been a while since he last received a visitor. He knew neither Kim nor Eva would come to his house without a prior notice. He quickly checked his time, it was 7:21 am. It wasn’t yet time for Lisa, the new maid he hired to resume. He had given her an access pass to the house so there was no need ringing the doorbell. It rang again, bringing him back to his consciousness.He sluggishly threw on his sleeping robe he had hung near his bed and walked down the door.Just as he opened the door, his whole world came alive again. He saw her standing there like the early morning flower that had just blossomed. Even though she had dressed so simply with just a slight make up, she still looked dazzling like the goddess of beauty
There was a buzz at the door. Denzel rushed to answer, almost falling down the stairs, the excitement on his face vanished, appearing healthier than he was just a minute ago. After spending half an hour rehearsing how to look sick and broken.She stared at him almost confused knowing the precious enthusiasm that had almost been replaced with an expression of confusion and disdain wasn't meant for her."Hello Denzel, how are you? I felt you were sick that's why I rushed over to make sure you are fine," Eva finally spoke up."Yes, yes, yes, I am okay,” Denzel stammered for a reply before adding "Eva, how are you? I mean what are you doing here?""I felt you were sick…" She tried to say when Denzel interrupted with his disdain almost visible to a blind man.Eva starts to sob, "all I have done is love you all my life, what have I done to deserve such coldness from you?"
There are many things Denzel was never sorry about; fucking his college roommate's girlfriend and sister in the same week, nor the numerous married women with visible wedding rings on their fingers.But here he was in the comfort of a twenty-five storey building, in the middle of New York city, having of all things, regret. He scoffs."For fuck’s sake, Denzel, how did you allow yourself to fall so deeply in love with a woman? Not just any woman, Denzel, a damn fucking maid!" Now furiously pacing around his office, he smashed the figurine his mother had given him as a symbol of his strength when he decided to leave behind his glamorous and adventurous modeling career with a lot of boobs and asses to come sit in a God-forsaken dangling chair all day, telling grown people what to do and convincing people who obviously didn't like him on why he should remain CEO.“What has Katie done to him?” he ponde
Kate had always been a woman that expected more from relationships, for her, love, faithfulness, and commitment must always be captured in the scenery of romance. But here she was, with a chronic Casanova who obviously had trailed her from her last job to this one. She knew she was too fragile and Denzel was nothing but trouble."When are you gonna give up, Denzel?”"Not in a billion years, I guess," Denzel responded."I love you, Kate, I really do and this is not the kind of words that escapes my mouth easily, hell!! I'm quite sure I have never said those words to any woman that wasn't my mother."Kate adjusted her apron and a flush of frustration ran rapidly across her face, she knew she couldn't deny this fact, she loved Denzel and she was helpless about it. She only wished he could disappear from her life, never to return. This torture of having to deny her heart and her body this inf
Kim's call had woken Denzel earlier than usual; Frey had called an emergency board meeting, and she had informed Denzel. He was going to argue the merits of Denzel trying to align the company to a man as vile as Raash.He was a non-apologetic conservative who believed in the grounded structural status quo of patriarchy. He was a man that didn't hide his views, “a man of the past” as Frey would put it.Denzel hurried downstairs, almost missing a step, and yelled out in frustration."Where is this damn maid?"Denzel, realizing he might be talking to himself and sounding both stupid and crazy at the same time. "Fuck!!" he yelled out. When he remembered it was too early for the new maid to have resumed her duties. He quickly hurried to the kitchen, made himself a cup of coffee amidst the humming sound of the microwave, followed shortly by a “ding” sound reminding