Ashley woke up with a strong start and her mind in a daze. She looked around the dimly lit room she was in as she tried to comprehend where she was and how she got here. Ransacking her brain to the barest maximum, she remembered meeting up with Luxander and he, asking for her help before her world went blank. Ashley found herself unable to move as she finally took to awareness that both her hands and legs were tied to the back of a chair. She whimpered, afraid as she suddenly thought back to the tales she'd heard about Luxander from Gordons mouth and didn't have a clue what he'd planned to do with her. "Someone please, help me!. A person is in here!" She screamed deciding to give it her best shot and cry out for help. A deep low chuckle echoed round the room as she shivered. She could tell that it belonged to Luxander and she couldn't be more right as sooner than later, the devil himself had appeared infront of her. "Please, let me go". Ashley begged in-between sobs as Luxander
John drove Richie straight to the office after he'd been informed that his meeting with his client won't take place anymore.He could tell that Richie was upset about it but then he wished he would stop taking his anger out on Kate. I mean, the house could hear their screams and it sounded more like pain than pleasure.Not wanting to put Kate in a tough spot, John had decided to hide his feelings from her and Richie but there was only so much he coukd take. "We've arrived, boss".John said as he drove into the company's driveway. He brought the car to a stop by the company's front door so that Richie could climb down while he turned around to park the car.When John had parked the car, he alighted as he moved to walk through the company's front door but surprisingly he saw by the door. "Boss, what are you doing here?". He questioned. "I was waiting for you." Richie said as a matter of fact. "We need to talk, let's go""But if you needed to talk to me, you should have said so in the
“The pleasure is all mine, Mr Luxander”. Richie said with a smile. Luxander had smiled first at him so this was a good sign, right?. He thought. He signalled at he waitress to take their orders. “One iced Americano for him, please”.Richie ordered.“Just one? What about you?”. Luxander questioned. “I actually had one before you came”. Richie lied. In truth, he didn’t like iced Americano. He was just trying to impress Luxander and impressing Luxander meant deal getting signed and seeing a smile on his grandfather’s face.“Now I feel bad. I did come here exactly 7:30am though but you make it sound like l made you wait long. I apologize for that.”Now Richie bit down on her tongue. He couldn’t believe all these misunderstandings had all ensued because he didn’t order a freaking iced Americano. “You didn’t make me wait long”.Richie said trying to make the matter better. “You are my guest so it only makes sense that I arrive before you, isn’t it? You just kept ne waiting for like 10minut
“Where are you boss? I’ll come to you”. John questioned. Richie let out a deep throaty laughter. “Will you come all the way to New Orleans when you have to be with your mother? There’s no need. Just stay there, I’ll be fine. I Just wonder what grandfather’s expression is going to be like this time. He’d finally hugged me for the first time in 26 years” . Richie sighed. “Sorry for the moppy story, I’ll leave you now”. Richie hung up as he ordered another bottle of whiskey. His mind was in a daze as he was confused. An old lady who was the owner of the bar, approached him.”Young man I think you have had enough to drink. Go home. Do you live around? Or Should I call a chauffeur for you?” Annoyed by her persistence, Richie pushed her off, shouting. “Woman get lost and just do your job!. If you know that you would rather intrude on your customer’s life than offer them your service then, just stay out of it. I’ll go somewhere else to drink if you are not ready to offer me a bottle of wh
Later. I will eat later.”. Richie said as he ascened the stairs, moving up as he bypassed Kate’s room. He knew that he should just walk away but Miriam’s words troubled him. Giving into his desires, he rapped lightly on the door and upon hearing no response, he turned on the knob walking in. “I’m home. Wake up”. He ordered with a strong voice but he got no response.”I get it now you”. Richie said knowingly. “You are trying to avoid me” “Well sorry to say but when I tell you to stand up, you do despite your mood”. Richie growled flipping the bed sheets over and seeing that it was nothing but a pile of clothes under the bed sheets. "Let's see how it goes." He He bawled, summoning all the servants in the house downstairs. “Where is she!?” “I fear I do not know whom you speak of, sir” Miriam cired shaking and shivering with fear. “Kate”. Richie dragged out slowly. “She is gone. Where is she!?” The men and maid servant shared a look with one another muttering amongst themselves.
John's dead body was dumped right before her eyes and Kate could not express the kind of pains she was experiencing. It was like an arrow pierced in her heart. She felt numb as she dragged her body into the room. She was the cause of John's death, no matter what anybody says. The house was silent like a mortuary for days. The regular activities were still holding, no one dare refuse Richie of feeding nor cleaning. Though they were all mourning John, but that does not prevent them from serving Richie's food. He does not act concerned either. Many say he is evil, when in fact, he is devil himself. "Miriam" he called out on morning. "Arrange a new personal assistant for me. A smart and loyal personal assistant precisely" he added and Miriam bowed her head. She could not believe that he was letting everything go just let that. His personal assistant of 8 years and he was ready to get someone else? This man is truly a psycho. "Yes sir" she said and bowed her head. What can she do?. "Ge
Richie got to room and met Kate sitting on the bed, weakly. His heart soften a bit as he noticed her face all swollen up. He could tell she has been since the incident happened. All blames on her. Why did she involve my personal assistant in her dirty escape? Richie thought. He slammed his hand angrily on the wall since she gas not noticed his entrance since he came in. Kate flinched in fear and he smirked. That's what he wants to see. That's what he likes to see. "Ma.. Master" she shuttered, trying to think of every possible reason why he was in her room but nothing came to her mind except sex. As he saw the fear in her, he felt soft and was moved with compassion. He literally forgot why he was there to start wirh. He glanced around the room and noticed it was not in a good shape. "Would you like to change your room?" He found himself asking against his wish. Kate just stared at him, puzzled. Why the change of room all of a sudden?, she could not help but ask herself. She did not
After so much crying, her eyes felt tired from the constant tears and her head bangs so much like her brain was revolving around her head and hitting the walls of her head. She had no idea of when she slept off on the floor, tired. All thanks to the warm and comfy clothes, she didn't feel cold. *** Kate opened her eyes briefly as she felt she was been carried. She wanted to believe it was a dream until she opened her eyes to see herself being lifted by Richie. Is this a dream?, she asked her self continuously, unable to believe her believe her eyes. She shut her eyes and opened it back and saw the same thing. She pinched herself, yet nothing changed.. She was sure he saw her open her eyes but he didn't say anything. He just touch her face, lips, wipes away the already dry tears from her face and kissed her lips. He tucked her in bed and left after telling her good night. Immediately he left, Kate opened her eyes and stared at the door all through like she has seen a ghost. The sud