The past days have been strange for Marcel. He kept craving coffee, not exactly the one he made, the one from that store. It was not like the one made at that store was better than his own, but it must be because of a certain redhead.So after a meeting at the other branches with his brothers - note: brother is used to refer to fellow gang members - he decided to go to the coffee store.Unlike the other time, Marcel was carrying his dog Redhead in his arms. It was weird but he wanted to introduce the doggy redhead to the human redhead. It would be quite a union, don't you think so?Thankfully, the store let pets in as far as it was on a lease. But Marcel was a lawbreaker and simply held Redhead in his arms with no lease whatsoever."Sir," One of the staff approached him to remind him of the pet rules, "Please, we don't accept pets that....."Marcel simply fished out his premium card and held it out for him saying, "Subtract the penalty fees from here,"The staff's hand shook as he re
The news sounded like a bomb had been dropped on Marcel. He hardly got excited and now his excitement was squashed into nothing. He looked towards his dog that seemed disappointed by the news as well because his face fell. Redhead must be the most intelligent dog out there, he could even sense the owner's emotion? Then Marcel announced to the manager, "Have a seat," "Me?" The manager was stunned, he hadn't been expecting that request from him especially after he chased him away not less than a minute ago. "Do you see any other manager that I'm speaking to at the moment?" He sassed at him. Without further ado, the Manager occupied the seat. This was his chance to get this man on his side. Imagine if this man sponsored their café, it would reap him huge benefits. He could improve and expand and become a brand name - he could already see himself swimming in money. "So why did she quit?" Marcel asked him.He was stunned, this was not the conversation he was expecting. He thought Ma
So far so good, her plan has been going well.Arianna was having the time of her life, no, more like pretending to have the best of her life with Big Joe around. She's managed to garner his trust enough to have her shop around the city, have Ice Creams at fancy cafés - intentionally avoiding the place where she works since she doesn't want to implicate Mimi - and of course, hair salons even though Cassie likes to give her one back home. Yep, home - her luxurious prison.Ever since that night she confronted him, Kenith has learned to keep his distance from her. Their relationship was more formal yet tense. She couldn't explain it but there was just something about this man that unnerves her especially when he stares at her the way he is doing right now.Arianna was in the garden having a refreshing tea party with her husband-to-be, Big Joe. To be precise, she was feeding him a piece of cake which he took into his mouth willingly and Kenith stood at the corner watching them with that
"Slap me," Mimi muttered as she found herself in the foyer of Marcel's house. Was she sure she came to the right address? Well then, someone who bought her from her boss must be rich enough to own a mansion like this, she surmised while staring at the reflective marble floor.The interior of the house is focused around a large central hallway serving as the main entrance area to the adjacent rooms. It flows into a large, wide staircase to the private rooms on the second floor. The whole place was spacious, luxurious, and breathtaking, she could almost mistake here for a hotel. "Miss. Miracle?" a voice said from behind and she turned around only for her gaze to rest on a woman with a blonde bob and looked posh from her head to her feet. She felt intimidated. "Yes," The girl raised her hand and added, "And it's actually Mimi by the way. Miracle seems so outdated so I would request a change of name soon,"She was still blabbering when the woman turned around with one single command, "F
"Slap me," Mimi muttered as she found herself in the foyer of Marcel's house. Was she sure she came to the right address? Well then, someone who bought her from her boss must be rich enough to own a mansion like this, she surmised while staring at the reflective marble floor.The interior of the house is focused around a large central hallway serving as the main entrance area to the adjacent rooms. It flows into a large, wide staircase to the private rooms on the second floor. The whole place was spacious, luxurious, and breathtaking, she could almost mistake here for a hotel. "Miss. Miracle?" a voice said from behind and she turned around only for her gaze to rest on a woman with a blonde bob and looked posh from her head to her feet. She felt intimidated. "Yes," The girl raised her hand and added, "And it's actually Mimi by the way. Miracle seems so outdated so I would request a change of name soon,"She was still blabbering when the woman turned around with one single command, "F
Mimi was finally able to breathe after Macy left. She wondered if Marcel knew he had a tigress by his side and how are they even able to work together?"I'm glad that you are here," Marcel started the conversation, rousing her from her thoughts."It's not like I exactly had a choice," She blurted out the words before she could stop them. But that was the truth anyway, her boss had not even bothered to ask for her opinion when he sold off her services to him.Marcel laughed, "I like you, you're amusing,""Thank you?" Mimi said, feeling a bit awkward because she remembered Macy's bitchy word about being a bed warmer. As handsome and rich as Marcel might be, if he tries any funny business with her without her permission, she'd bash him in the head."So here are the papers," Marcel lifted them from off the couch where he was sitting and placed them on the glass table positioned in the middle."You'd work exclusively for me but it's your choice to serve others. Although it would work best
Tonight was the D-day, sadly, Arianna's confidence had zeroed down. To be honest, she didn't have any plans but instincts - an instinct that Ruth might have heard of her situation and prepared an escape plan. Unfortunately, she needed a place that can be accessed easily by all and sundry - she was providing Ruth with an opportunity to bust her out. She just hoped that her instincts were right, else she's doomed.Arianna wore a body con sparkly sequin dress that had a deep V neck exposing quite a cleavage. It had no sleeves, just spaghetti straps, and her back was exposed. Her hair was brushed back and then pulled in a ponytail with her eye highlighted with makeup, popping out the green. In one word, Arianna looked hot and provocative - and ready to party!The only problem she had was her entourage. It seems Big Joe didn't trust her as fully as she thought because Cassie and a few other girls - she didn't know about their existence until tonight - would be joining her. Big Joe claimed
As soon as they were done, Arianna led her entourage - including the miserable-looking Claudia - out the door only to stumble into Kenith who seems to have been waiting outside all this while.Kenith's gaze roved over her body from her head to her feet and then back up again. He gulped when his gaze finally landed on Arianna's breast with an intensity that made goosebumps spread over her skin.At once, Ariana wrapped her arm over her chest and tilted her head to the side with a questioning brow, "Well?"That look of defiance in her eyes was enough to wake Kenith from his reverie and he gestured, "Let's go then,"Arianna didn't say anything and walked ahead, her entourage following her. Right now, she was the queen bee and walked with her head held high.They went outside and there on the lawn was a limousine with its door opened already waiting for her to enter."Go in. Big Joe says his wife has to get the best treatment," Arianna's jaw almost dropped to the ground, Big Joe prepared