The party was finally over, Natasha held onto Elvis tightly, as they approached their car, the driver had already begun the engine, with Sonia seated behind the car, Natasha glanced at her wanting to say something but kept quiet instead, “Can we go already? This place is sickening” she said, just when they were about to get in when they heard Dennis' voice from afar, beckoning unto them.“What does he want again?” Natasha thought deeply.As he approached them, his usual demeanor was immediately switched to a forced smile, walking over them, “It's great we made it to the evening without any mishaps” he said,“Why? Were you expecting any mishap to happen?” Natasha murmured to herself but Dennis definitely heard her.A short silenced kicked in for seconds before Elvis broke it off,“I'm glad we were able to,” he said , getting a bit awkward with the moment. He was cautious enough to study Dennis who had been overly friendly these days."Likewise, Dennis," he replied, though his tone c

Dennis looked up at Sonia, he knew her ears ached to hear what they were planning to discuss. He then turned to Elvis,“Can we go somewhere private?” He asked, looking at him, then at Sonia.Elvis was a bit confused, what could be so important?“Sure, let's go to the garden, that's the only private place I can think of right now.” He added.“Great. Let's go then.” He stood up abruptly, following Elvis as they exited the living room, Sonia gnashed her teeth in frustration as she sighed in frustration. What could Dennis possibly want to tell Elvis?She turned to see the butler staring intently at her like she had hair stolen something and was caught.“Do you follow me everywhere?” She had to say, this was the height of it.The butler smirked the folds his hands,“My boss can be trusting but I am not. You still haven't told me the reason you snuck up on them to eavesdrop on their conversation the other day.” He added, she instantly felt uncomfortable, “Doesn't he forget things?” She as

Natasha looked at him, and seemed to get that he had lost his mind or didn't know what he was saying.“Are you crazy? Do you have any idea what you're asking for?” She fired him, Dennis smirked, he knew she would be shocked at his want but he didn't care less.“You heard me right, Natasha. It is you that I want.” He added, Pursing his lips in a smack as he said to her She hissed then stepped back, “you are not okay. And to think you have the guts to say this to me! Is this how low you've gotten?”He smiled evilly, more like a grin before saying to her, “ how low? You call wanting you, Low?” Natasha was beginning to get scared, Dennis was starting to get obsessed over her. What's the word to use to describe someone who wants the exact same thing you wanted?She had on to her stroller, then turned to leave when he said to her,“ The truth does linger for a while and I'm sure that and in no time, trust me I'll be talking.”. He added, Natasha scoffed, there was the Dennis she knew. He

“You'll pay for this humiliation.” She read the message, her heart dropped into her stomach, what was it called again?All the anger suddenly disappeared and was now replaced with fear. She was not thinking straight at the mall and all she wanted was to get him out of her way and head straight home if that's the case, avoid him as much as she can.She turned off her cell phone then turned to the House chef, “Let's prepare dinner before he returns.” She said, grabbing the onion before it rolled away, before sliding it.***Dennis walked into his house, raging in anger, the look on his face was enough to melt an iron, if it could. His face was still red, with the visible shape of Natasha on his left cheek, it was red and puffy a bit.Everyone at home shook at the sound of his raging anger, “Natasha!” He yelled, throwing the glass vase, crashing it to the floor.“I'll get back at you for this insolence!” He ran his hands through his hair, the door opened shortly, Smith walked in.“Sir?

Elvis inhaled lightly as he glanced at her, she was tired of something and wanted to tell him something. He tucked her hair behind her ears, as he carefully looked at her.“What is it?” He asked softly, Natasha never hid anything from him.“Uhmm…I don't know how to tell you this but I just have to let it out of my mind.” Elvis drifted backwards, what was she insinuating? She twitched his brows at her, as he pondered on what could be the problem.“So you really did something. What's it? I'll pay for what you've broken.” He added, she sighs, wishing if only that was the case. Then she wouldn't mind either. She looked at his eyes, they were filled with worry, looking at her as he tried to solve the puzzle of what she might possibly want to tell him.“The thing is…..” she tried to say but her words froze as she fought the urge to tell him, she immediately stood up from the chair x running her hands through her hair leaving a confused Elvis.“Natasha…? Is something wrong?” He asked but she