(The Williams Home) "Ma, I am not comfortable sitting here all day, laying around. It's not going to help me win the contract" Natasha complained "Well, didn't you say you know the CEO of the company?" Mrs. Williams asked "I did say that" Natasha agreed"Then getting this contract should be a walkover for you, right Sylvester?" Mrs. Williams asked turning to Sylvester "I know him doesn't mean I shouldn't work hard for it" Natasha explained "Oh, it's easier then. It's a he" Mrs. Williams admonished smiling "I can take it from here if this is too much for you to handle. I am sure I can get us the contract as well" Sylvester chipped in "What are you all gibbering about when Gonzalez is trending in the news?" Mr. Williams yelled "Why is he trending?" A fearful Natasha asked "For only the wrong reasons of course," Mrs. Williams giggled, tapping her phone "Let me see that," Natasha says and she rushed over to where her mother was "Oh my God, this is not good. I need to see Gonza

Gonzalez's pov “Finally, it is the weekend,” I said giggling and excited about it. One of the most amazing things about my new job is that I get to have the weekend to myself, this was not the same with all the other places I have worked. I never had free time, no, not since I lost my parents. I worked from dawn to dusk, approximately 15 hours a day, Monday to Sunday with no rest.I am grateful for Mr. Davies as he seems to be very understanding. He had paid me yesterday and said I had the weekend to myself. I have never been so unbothered about my job or its pay, this was going to be a long run. I would work here for as many months as he wanted me to work until we can get to the root of this. One thing I have learned in life is, good things never last.Almost immediately, I felt guilty. I have been so excited about the new job that I seem to not have thought about my parents enough or used the extra time to fulfilling the promise I had made to find and avenge their killer. Believe

Gonzalez's povThe lady I met who I would find out later, was Eloise. She had forgotten her phone at the food restaurant we met at, she must have been so overtaken by our discussions to not remember her phone when leaving. I knew I left a good impression on her for I was a boss and master at first impressions. I had been bothered about how to reach her on the phone until a call came in and she told me that she was the one who was trying to look for her phone."It is nice to meet you, again," she said when we met at an agreed location"Yes, again" I agreed to nod. She even looked more beautiful and radiant than I remembered. I was taking my time as I did not want her to see me as desperate or like the other men she must be familiar with.We had taken the time to talk for a few minutes before she said she had work she needed to attend to"I hope I see you again," she said to me beaming with smiles. God, she had the most beautiful smile, not just beautiful but enchanting too."Yes, you w

Anonymous pov"All I am saying boss is that this investigation should continue with everyone else and not just be be given to one person to handle". At this point, I could see that all that I was saying did not make a shit sense to the boss as he got more furious as I talked. It was like I vexed him all the time that I talked so I decided to shut it and accept my fate because he had given me a look that said "I do not care about what you have to say" look."Why would you betray me, dawg? I have done almost everything for you. What have I not done for you? Give you my life? I gave you a job, I pay you well. God damn it, I even gave you a house. Do you know how much I hate people who stab me in the back and you do the same? But, I am afraid that has to end today. Rest assured your family will be well taken care of, that I promise because unlike you I am a very much responsible man" he finished and I knew that was the end of me.I thought of my wife and kids, how my wife had always told

Natasha's povGonzalez must have gotten tired of the cold attitude I was giving him these days. Just yesterday, he had said that it was childish of me to continue to hold a grudge over something he said. I do not like the silence too, I miss him, his touch, his hug, I miss everything about him. It is just that every time I remember what he said and how he said it, it still hits me. Each time, it is like it even gets worse. He came to me this morning and said, "I am sorry if my words hurt you, it was not and is not my intention. I would never want to just hurt you, you know that. Sorry for upsetting you, my love" he finished with a smile and was hoping to get one in return too. "I am not upset that you do not agree with me or your choice of words; I am upset that whenever you do disagree with me, your tone is condescending and you minimize my opinion. To disagree is understandable... but to disregard my feelings and act as if my opinion does not matter is unacceptable." I gave in ret