Saying those dangerous words Fredrick pounced on Aliza like a hungry lion. "Please leave" Aliza tried to push Fredrick but he was too strong for Aliza even in his drunken state. Suddenly something stuck inside her head and she raised her knee. Aliza kicked Fredrick into a place where the sun doesn't shine.
Fredrick roared in pain holding his crotch and fell to the ground cursing her. Aliza realized that it was the only moment of her escape. She ran for her life, ran to save her virginity against the philanderer. Aliza was a woman with strong moral values. She did not believe in sex before marriage and hated involvement with a sex pervert. She wanted to save her virginity to the man she marries but would such a day arise in her life a million dollars questions? After running up to a safe distance when Aliza made a note that Fredrick wasn't following her she breathed an air of relief. It was then she realized how cold it was. Dread passed through her system. She was dressed in feeble clothes that hardly could protect her from the severe winter. She was penniless with not even a phone to contact somebody for help. Aliza looked around the place she was standing. She was not acquainted with the area. The road was completely dark with not even a ray of light except the light of the moon shining bright in the night sky. She closed her eyes tight in trembling because of the severity of the cold. Gathering her arms around her chest she looked forward and found a small light gleaming at a distance. She sprinted towards the light clutching her arms tight around her breasts. It was a small garage that was closed. A gray-haired man walked towards her and asked kindly. "How may I help you?" Before she could answer he looked at the trembling form of Aliza and offered her a blanket from the cot he was sleeping hitherto. "Thank you very much," Aliza told him gratefully. "Do you mind if I make a phone call from here?" She asked him beholden. "Of course young miss....." The old man spoke with generosity and handed her his mobile. Aliza took the phone from the old man. Maybe it was God's grace on her just this morning she had fed Charla's phone number in her contacts list. Though she did not have her phone with her she remembered her number very well because it was a fancy number. Within ten minutes a Chevrolet Spark stopped in front of her and outwalked Charla in her nightwear. "What happened dear? How could you get stuck in this garage too when you do not have a car? She asked her in a surprise-filled with concern. Aliza thanked the Gray-haired garage owner and returned his blanket. She stepped into Charla's car and recited to her the complete incident that happened an hour ago. Charla pitied Aliza for her helpless state. She received her warm chocolate milk and offered her shelter for the night. Aliza could spend the night with Charla but the thought of returning to her uncle's home haunted her every second. How severe would be Stella's outburst on her when she hears the news about her running away from Fredrick? Aliza knew her uncle could not protect her in the matter and her aunt is a witch. Blood ran cold in her nerves as she thought about the jeopardizing situation she was in. The next morning Aliza got up at Charla's home with swollen red eyes as she could not sleep the night. The hickey Fredrick awarded her on the neck turned purplish and was too dark to be hidden by the concealer. His finger marks rested on her cheeks, throat, and everywhere on her hands. Unless she told that someone had abused her she looked beautifully fucked just as how Fredrick wanted people to think about her. With the disdainful thought, Aliza hated her skin. She scrubbed herself repeatedly in disgust till her skin turned red. With the cold night and the abuse, she had suffered from the man whose body was burning with temperature. But could she afford a leave? She was only a probation employee at Richmond Industries. **** Going to the coffee maker Aliza made a steaming cup of coffee with a smiley design on the top. Aliza learned to make several designs on chocolate milk and coffee for Andrew. When he was small Andrew was a cribbing kid and drank milk only when the delightful shapes were made. Aliza wished to make her boss happy like Andrew every day with a novel design. After all the years that she is born, if there is anything happy that went on in her life, is to secure a job in Richmond Industries and she will try her best to retain it for several more years even after her probation. Making a knock at the door Aliza waited for the deep 'come in' to be heard. As soon as she heard the permission she stepped into the CEO's office with the coffee mug. She places the mug on the desk with its lid and waits for her boss's instruction. Charles doesn't even spare a glance at Aliza and she was glad that he did not see her designer face. "There is a green file in the bottom drawer of the bookshelf beside." He pointed to the shelf typing on his laptop. "Write a notice letter to Shaw & Co after taking the details from the file. They haven't paid us for our supplies to date." He started and suddenly looked up. His eyes went wide for just a hairline and his gaze was pointed at her for a minuscule second. Aliza's heart missed a beat fearing the reaction from her boss. Charles stopped the work he was doing and guarded Aliza with his fingers knotted to each other. Aliza felt agitated under her boss's influencing aura. Everything he did holds poise, a grandeur that marks his power. He leaned back on his chair with his right leg resting on the knee of the other. "Ms. Stelwart..." He spoke sophisticatedly but in command. "Once you are outside the office premises, what you do is none of my concern but being an employee of my company and my secretary I do not want my business counterparts to see you as a 'ready to be fucked' doll." Charles switches off the air-conditioning and opens the window of his room with a remote. "I know I am too blatant but I want this to be my last warning." He lights a cigarette and puffs out smoke. "Your look shouldn't affect the reputation of my company." He pointed to her rudely with his eyes. "I do not want my business colleagues to think that I hired a whore." The sight of Aliza's red face with marks settled an unfathomable anger inside Charles. All the candidates who came for the interview were more qualified and experienced than Aliza but she was the only woman who was covered in clothes from top to toe. Charles held an unknown respect for her and that was the exact point on why he hired her though she was underage with zero experience looks could often be deceptive. And Charles realized it too late. "Next time you sleep with someone let those marks be concealed or let them be in places only your boyfriend or husband could see. Otherwise, it gives a cheap look." He stressed the word 'cheap' with disgust. Aliza couldn't control her tears anymore. "I'm sorry sir, I will be more careful further." She replied and raced away from the CEO's room with water flowing from her eyes in rivulets but Charles cared two hoots with what he said. Returning home Aliza had to face the worst action from her aunt. Stella rebuked her and beat her black and blue for denying her brother. Her uncle who was standing beside and watching the show had no words to say except the cut of a sorry look. Andrew who tried to oppose was pushed away by her aunt as she landed beatings one after another on Aliza. **** "Thank you, Mr. Charles Rodriguez, I and my team had a warm welcome at the airport from your staff and this is the best deal we had ever done." Mr. Vangchew shook hands with Charles at Sarte, the club where the cocaine deal was made. Suddenly they heard a yelp followed by a disturbance. Charles looked doubtful at the people around when his sight fell on a man trying to force on one of the bar dancers. Charles immediately walked to the spot. "If the girl is willing, there is nothing wrong in having an enjoyment but if she doesn't want to bed you, remember there is a protection stapled behind all the girls that are working here and that shield is me." Charles declared. "You have to cross me before you reach the girl." Charles pointed to himself. The Chinese delegate was about to hit Charles but he stopped him in a mid-way with the obstruction of his arm. He then punched him in the belly and landed a blow on his face. The Chinese man vomited blood and fell unconscious. "Respect a woman and never dare to touch her against her will. Otherwise, she can be at your peril." He declared aloud to every man in the bar and walked out of the place. Charles reached his office and lighted a cigarette. The bikini-clad and glitter-covered bar dancer fell on her knees near the feet of her boss. "Sir I'm indebted to you. Just because of me, an ordinary bar dancer, you have lost one hundred fifty million worth of deals. I do not know how I can return your favor." Charles helps the woman to stand on her feet. "What is your name?" He asks her in gentleness. "Sir I am Julia. I have been working in your bar as a bar dancer for the last three years." Charles nods and signals one of the dancers assembled to bring Julia a glass of water. "I do not tolerate discourteous behavior towards women. That scoundrel misbehaved with you and he got the fruit of his actions." Julia spoke while her eyes were directed to the floor. "Sir, you lost your deal because of me." Charles patted her shoulder with a smile. "Money is not more important to me than the dignity of a woman." Julia looked at Charles with an admiration filled with surprise. "Sir, I'm very fortunate to have been able to work in your club." All the other women assembled supported her and there was unanimous applause. Six months later Every day Aliza was abused by her aunt and her sickened brother Fredrick for going uncooperative with him. Aliza desperately needed an outlet but her aunt was a very powerful witch, she would drag her out to suffer more even from the threshold of hell. With the days passing Aliza became immune to her aunt's beating until the day she announced the most fateful day of her life, her engagement with Fredrick Aliza's engagement was fixed within ten days and as agreed earlier she was to submit her resignation to Richmond Industries. Aliza feared the black eye of her boss. She was to pay 20 million to the firm in compensation if she resigns from the job before the bond period. Working in such a reputed company with a huge salary was a dream come true for Aliza. If it was on her she wouldn't think of resigning from the job even in her bleakest period. Her boss Mr. Charles Rodriguez was a gentleman and very professional. Despite the backlash she faces every day in her home from her aunt, Fredrick going to work was a breath of fresh air for Aliza. For the past six months Aliza was careful or to be more apt lucky that Fredrick or Stella did not attempt to design her face or open areas of her body with their marks. **** It was five in the morning. Charles heard the ring of his alarm clock and pushed away the comforter. His perfectly shaped long feet kissed the carpeted floor as he walked to the window inhaling the fresh morning air of nature. The sky was still dark but there were traces of light. The chirping of birds could be heard from the casement that had the picturesque view of his five acres of garden around his opulent bungalow. The flowers were slowly blooming, enthralling his room with their magnificent fragrance. Looking outside Charles could see a cuckoo in one of the trees singing as though welcoming him for a new morning. Just as he was about to reach the washroom Charles could see his telephone ring. Gazing at the caller-ID a pleasant smile adorned his features. "Good Morning Mama..." Charles greeted his mother and received a cheerful voice from the other end. "Wish you a very happy birthday my baby, may you live long with so many years of health, prosperity, and happiness." Charles chuckles and thanks his mother before he could hear some kind of shuffling in the background. Immediately his father's voice came to be heard. "Hello son, wish you a very happy birthday. Are you coming home today?" Allen asked him in eagerness. "Thanks, dad..." Charles wondered at the sudden change in his dad's behavior. Earlier it was always his mother who asked this question to him. "Dad, I have no plans for now. I'm very busy but I will try." Charles declined his father's offer courteously after a sigh running his fingers through his thick black hair. Soon there were calls from his sister and brother wishing him a happy birthday. Charles wasn't a very social person. He hated parties and always made plans to avoid them. During all his twenty-six years of life, he doesn't remember when he had his last birthday celebration. Oftentimes he forgot his birthdays while busy with work. His siblings and friends including other family members called him boring and a party pooper but that is what he was and he doesn't wish to change himself for the worse. Charles knew if he gave a hint to his mother she would plan a huge get-together with a lot of pomp and show. Just as he disconnected the call of his younger brother he could see a call from one of his men popping on his phone screen. Charles contemplated looking at the caller id. His men never call him outside working hours and if they were ringing him at such an odd time, obviously the matter is understood to be serious. "Yes Benjamin, what's the matter, you are calling me this early?" Charles immediately picked up the call on the second ring. There was a power and control in his voice which he often used against his men to keep them under check. The Mafia had stamped him cold-hearted and insensitive but that's how the system works. Though wasn't bad at heart he became ruthless, hard, and callous claiming thousands of lives. Within a leap of an eye and not a hitch in his heart, he took away the blood of thousands of people but there was always a reason behind it. He isn't inhuman like he is often marked but always had to wear the cover of a demon to conquer the deleterious and grant justice to the sinless."Sir, Ricky was caught in the wee hours of this morning by our men stealing dope from our godowns and exporting it to the African harbors." Charles tightened his fists with eyes emitting fire. "Where is he now?" He growled in an untamed ire. "Sir since he was resisting our men he was given an injection of Morphine and is now lying unconscious tied with ropes in our underground cell.""Good," Charles remarked. "I will be reaching there in twenty." At the speed of a flight, Charles drove to his underground torture cell on the outskirts of the city where he taught the delinquents an irreproachable lesson - a victory of truth over injustice. "How dare you steal from me, Ricky Mendos?" Charles hit Ricky so hard that blood began to ooze out of his lips in the first blow. He punched him in the stomach like a bulldozer and the victim vomited blood. He signaled the man beside him to ready the defibrillators. Continuous shock treatments were given to Ricky. His face became blue and he vibrated
Chapter 6Rays of light began to occupy the sky in the early hours of dawn. Aliza grimaced on when the light will arrive in her life or was she ever fated for such happiness? As soon as she placed her legs on the floor a shooting pain bothered her knee. Aliza trembled in ache and slowly walked to the bathroom holding the walls of the room.She reached into the mirror of the bathroom and looked at her face. Tears flowed endless out of her eyes for the horrible suffering she endured because of her aunt and her monster fiancé. How was she going to face her boss with such a dreadful appearance was the first question that occupied her mind. A round purplish lesion surrounded her eye. The corner of her lips had blood marks because of bruising kisses Fredrick gave her. Red marks of bytes occupied her neck.Her knees were beaten so badly that she couldn't stop but limp with pain. What was the answer she was going to give her boss if he asked her about the artworks on her face? Will he continu
Chapter 7"Marry her Sandro, we cannot have a better groom for Edith than you. You have known her since her childhood being the best friend of Charles you are affiliated to each of her tantrums." Edith's father Allen Rodriguez insisted. "Man, I always wished you to be my brother-in-law. She is the only princess of our family. Can we trust anyone better for her than you?" Charles asked his best friend Sandro. "She is innocent and we know she behaved like a child in running away. Please excuse her and accept her as your wife." Henry seconded his older brother Charles.", you are glorifying me too much." Sandro added timorous running a hand in his hair. Allen patted the shoulder of Allesandro. "Son, you deserve it. Please accept her." His aged eyes held a request looking at Sandro. "She had been living with you all this time, no one in this world knows her better than you apart from us." Charles supported his father. He brought Allesandro to a side hug to which Sandro reflected a magnifi
Chapter 8"Hello Darling you seem too happy enjoying your life? Your love heart's driver beat me black and blue and you did not even call to enquire about my health." Fredrick accused Aliza. "It...it is not something like you...you think, I was busy unpacking the luggage, I...I was supposed to call you tomorrow." Aliza replied, stammering in fear. "Oh yeah keep your false sympathy with you Aliza, I know your true colors, you are too happy to reach for your new toy. You are a fucking whore." He spat his last words with venom."But I'm not a mum to keep my hands folded. Remember we are engaged? How could you dare leave your fiance in his helpless state while you enjoy bonking that man there?" He roared at her nursing his injured leg."Fredrick please do not accuse me of something I haven't ever done." Aliza cried claiming her innocence. "Do not show me your crocodile tears and listen to me good, you whore." He catapulted Aliza by his Accenture. "My sister pleaded with me to marry you. I
Chapter 9He smiled at her. It was the most beguiling, chivalrous smile she had seen since her birth. He was the sexy, hot, arresting and most prepossessing handsome in the complete universe. For a moment Aliza felt lost from the world. The atmosphere was getting hotter than she had estimated. She was unable to control the stupid hormones going wild inside her body. She was sexually attracted to her boss and to digest the reality, Aliza would be the last woman in the universe who the richest billionaire in the world Charles Rodriguez the CEO of Richmond Industries would think of marrying.Aliza stared at her boss like she was seeing a supernatural human. She gulped heavily with a faint nod and wanted to sprint away from the room. But before she could do that she hit her leg to the table in her haste. "Careful" Charles voiced behind but before he reached Aliza ran away from the room like a dunce moron.As soon as Aliza left, Charles dialed the security and informed them to direct a ma
Chapter 10A low squeak involuntarily went out of Aliza's throat as she wasn't able to believe what her aunt spoke. Fredrick slipped in his bathroom. From the sudden fall he suffered a shock which landed him in a paralytic stroke. His jaw and lips went twisted to the side. With the irreversible damage undergone by his throat his vocal cords suffered the brunt of a major damage. He wouldn't be able to speak for the rest of his life.Small injuries were sustained by his hands and legs too. The damage was beyond repair and the doctor advised he needed a complete bed rest for next two months if he wishes to be self dependent till his death.Stella had recommended Aliza to take care of him but Fredrick immediately denied. There was a horror in his eyes no sooner he heard Aliza's name. Stella was dumb struck at her brother's sudden transformation. The marriage was out of the question but what got her more annoyed was Fredrick's denial for Aliza's assistance. She argued with her brother that
Chapter 11Having no guts to counter her boss Aliza went outside the room with frightful steps. After he confirms the door is locked, Charles tightens his lips, staring down at Stella. "How could you bring down your heart to slap such an unsullied girl? Charles spat the words in disgust. Before Stella could appropriate the meaning of the words, her head pulled to a side followed by a sharp sting on her cheek. Stella went into shock, still with her eyes wide staring up at Charles's unexpected action. "Did you just beat me? How dare you raise your hand against a woman?" Stella yelled with tears welling her eyes.Charles ignored the chitter-chatter of Stella. "Didn't you warn your sister about my words at the office?" Charles asked Fredrick in a perilously low tone with his eyes fuming to flames. Fredrick gulped heavily and tried to word out but he was already a retired dumb senior citizen. "I'm speaking here." Stella shrieked with her hand banging against the bed of her brother to catch
Chapter 12Charles did not stop Aliza from crying. Sometimes silence has more eloquence than speech. He simply stood there in mute and held her to his chest for he did not know how long. After Aliza emptied her tears completely, he covered her in a blanket with no words. Yet on the night Aliza felt a gratification she had never felt before.The next day started off with usual meetings and work. Charles did not raise the topic of yesterday and neither did Aliza because both of them wanted to avoid the black truths of their unfortunate lives. He is a mafia don and she is a homeless orphaned teenager.It is often said that opposites attract. Slowly Aliza began to achieve her solace in the arms of her boss, an irony but the truth which was difficult to absorb even for her. He was giving her the protection, love and care she was long deprived of since the age of six. On the contrary Charles was an underworld leader. He had done the most sinful, brutest crimes in the world. Was it pitifu