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

“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

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

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

"Sir, I brought someone to you for accessing" Miriam bowed her head slightly as a young man, obviously in his late 30's followed her behind. It was in the afternoon, just after they finished having lunch and Kate returned to her shell. Richie was sitting on one of the luxurious armchair in the sitting room. Richie raised his eyebrows as he scanned his eyes from the old lady standing, back to the young man behind her. "Yes?" He said, gesturing for her to continue. "You said you're in need of a personal assistant sir" Miriam paused a bit. She wanted to add 'after killing John' but she shut her mouth so she won't be the next victim. She continued, "Here he is sir" "I see" Richie said and chuckled. He accessed the young man poor dressing and could tell he was not in the drug world. "What is your name?" He asked, after checking him out for the hundredth time and wondering what brought him here. After all, he was also wearing a faded jeans trouser and a cheap hoodie. "I doubt he can wo