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CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
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FELIX’S POVFelix went into his office inside his mansion. He was looking deranged and furious, he was in a bad mood, he paced up and down his office rubbing and itching his hair in regret. It was one thing he did when he was angry.“Shit!” he yelled, he threw away the piles of files on top of his cabinet angrily.“Fuck, fuck!! Fuck!!!” he continued yelling. Once again, Beverly had outsmarted him. He had no idea Keisha was a trap from his sister. He didn’t know when he started crying, he was bleeding in his left hand, the cabinet’s pin had injured him.“Are you okay?” Khloe said from the entrance door, she was in her nightwear already.“I heard noises” Khloe said. She looked at the entire office, the whole place was a mess. Felix immediately bent to pick up the files, his injured hand was bleeding all over the papers.“You are bleeding” Khloe said with concern. She knelt beside him, touching his left hand.“Stop!” Felix said. Khloe didn't listen, she tried to stop the blood from spil
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Felix was now aware of what Beverly could do. He wondered why she would go so far using Keisha to get on him. She and he wanted the same thing, to be the heir/heiress to his father’s consortium. Felix entered Paulina Hotels and suites swiftly. He had an angry face as he approached the front desk of the receptionist. “Hello sir, welcome to Paulina hotels and Suites, how may I help you?” the female receptionist greeted him in a light accent. It was obvious she was faking it. She zoomed nearer to Felix, revealing her boobs in front of him. Felix ignored her, he described Keisha to the receptionist. “Is she still here?” he asked her. “Is she expecting you Sir?” the receptionist asked Felix. Felix gave her a cold look and she understood the look. “Do you want me to take your job?” Felix asked the receptionist. She had a frightened look on her face after Felix threatened her. “She changed room Sir?” she told Felix without hesitation. “What’s the new room number?” Felix asked the frigh
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KHLOE’S POVFelix had been behaving oddly for some days now, he had hurriedly walked up to his room three days ago, and since then he hadn’t come out of his room. One of the cooks was fired because he went to inform him constantly that his food was ready.The cook had begged for mercy but was taken away by Felix's guard after making a lot of noise in the mansion.I wondered what was wrong with Felix. I wanted to see him and discuss getting some cash from him to see if I could sort Rochelle's mother's surgical bills. I huffed and sighed for a while in front of Felix’s room. I eavesdropped on his room. It was quiet, and it remained like that for days. I wondered if he was still alive or not.I thought about whether I could call Stephanie or not. I reached for my phone to try to call Stephanie, but I paused for a while, asking myself if I was going too far. Felix might just want to be on his own.FELIX’S POVFelix hadn’t slept peacefully for days. Whenever he slept, he saw Keisha’s body
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I woke up the next sunny morning to lots of missed calls on my phone. I tried calling back, but it was unavailable. My stomach cried, begging for food. I had skipped dinner last night, I was still scared of Felix from last night after he tried to choke me and I had no appetite to eat any food.“God. Why is he like that?" I asked myself.I was told by the cook that Felix hadn't come for dinner last night, and they were scared to take it to his room. I noticed he didn’t come out for breakfast either. Who cares. I huffed, oops. I did care about the contract to get my money and be done with all of this whole drama. Felix Bank's family was full of different dramas.I returned to my room after I was done with breakfast. I got thinking of what to wear. Stephanie had earlier invited me to go out with her today, and I was looking forward to it tonight. I really loved hanging out with Stephanie.I opened the wardrobe in my room speedily after I returned to my room with excitement. I searched fo
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KHLOE’S POVThe first light of dawn crept through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow on the bedroom. Beneath the soft covers, my eyes flapped open, revealing a confusion that mirrored the dimly lit room.I slowly sat up, then the events of the previous night began to flood down my memory.“Shit!” I said, silently hitting my head.Felix, on the other hand, was still sleeping, his face was peaceful with his dark eyes closed, they were so charming. Felix didn’t take advantage of me. I succumbed to it too. We both had sex with each other.Fear and anxiety bewildered my body as soon as I remembered my son was in the hospital. My heart raced lying beside Felix. I had slept with him, which wasn’t meant to happen. I tossed to the other side of the bed as I thought of how to leave the room unnoticed.I slowly dropped one leg, then dropped the other, took a quick look at Felix, then I started pacing slowly out of the room.“You can do better than that?” his voice said quickly as he sat up.
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I faced the portrait before me and began to paint. As I used the colour palette close to me and drew, the next minute I was done, I looked at the beautiful painting before. It was a naked portrait of a woman in tears. Close to her were two men with double spears trying to attack her and her baby.The portrait best described me and how life was for me. I was always fond of doing new paintings anytime I was depressed or bothered with anything. I headed to the bathroom, switched on the shower, as the water spiraled around my body I remembered about my encounter last night. As I washed my body, I didn't even realize I started crying, I was in so much pain. I fixed myself something to eat, thinking of how I would visit the supermarket to get new colour palettes. Painting was the best thing I knew the best other than dancing. Back before I lost my parents to a ghastly car crash, I remembered I was so good at painting. I even painted a caricature portrait of my parents and I. My thoughts were
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