……It was morning already. The sun escaped into the room through the curtains which were slightly open, casting its rays on her face and brightening the room a bit from before.She slowly got up, she didn't have the time to admire the room allocated to her but she could see the beauty of the room now, it was beautiful in the morning. The room was like a space of dim colors, it smelt clean, and serene enough for a well breathed air. The walls were perfectly painted, illuminating the combination of the pale blue and dark royal blue, the crisp brown table took the beauty to another level. She laid there in the sleek, and cozy duvet, stretching lazily as she swung her legs off the bed, she was barefooted, as her feet grazed the plush carpet.She glanced at the room, before walking into the all white bathroom, that she couldn't get enough of.She stood in the spacious shower, let the water wash the stress and renewed her for the day ahead.After the refreshing shower, she returned to t
As the steps drew closer, Sonia's heart pounded, her heart pricked in fear, she just knew it was someone coming,“Ok sir.” She heard the butler say, Elvis must have called him to close the study room for him.There was no time to waste, she had to leave and just like that, she rushed into the other room, to avoid detection of the Butler.The door was burst open by the Butler, as she paused at the entrance of the study room, hisbeys scanned the room, it was in a mess. Luckily for Sonia she was out of sight, as she held her breath in the other room, she was not meant to be here.“As messy as the boss himself.” The Butler said to himself, as she shook his head in disapproval.“With how uptight he is, one would think he is proper and organized with his stuff.” Hearing this, Sonia couldn't help it but burst into a quiet giggle, the Butler arranged everything back to how Elvis loves it, the draws closed and papers were out in place. The room was beginning to look like one that Mr.. Elvis
As the sun rose from it's beddings of cloud, the morning dawned on everyone, Sonia laid there in anticipation as she stood up abruptly to go get ready, she took her bath and wore her clothes, in hr way down, Elvis was leaving already, he walked past her then shut the door, She had her breakfast then walked back to her room, as she waited for the perfect time to meet with Dennis.…….Seated in his office, Elvis sat in his mahogany desk, with a subtle look in his face as he signs all the incoming files the door open and Gunther walked in, with a look of “There's news.” “Did you find out what she's been hiding?” He asked with a deep frown on his face.Gunther nodded then took a seat across Elvis, he took out some pictures of Sonia, as he placed it on the table,“This is Ms. Sonia, meeting a man, the picture is not clear enough because he had his face well covered up.”Taking the pictures as he took good look at them, then fell back on his chair, his heart clenched,“So she left my
It was a mild evening as Sonia was seated on the balcony, sipping her wine served by the butler and enjoying the cool breeze of the evening. As she stared at the trees in the quiet street, she was jolted back to awareness by the roaring engine of a car entering into the driveway. It was a familiar car, one she recognized instantly.Her heart skipped a beat as she saw Elvis stepping out, but what really took her by surprise was the person that followed him. Natasha.Sonia's eyes were bolded in shock as she watched Natasha gracefully exit the car, her hand fully grasped and interlocked with Elvis'. Natasha looked up and caught Sonia's gaze in that moment and for some seconds, their eyes locked. Sonia's mind raced with questions, confusion, and a hint of unease.She had not been in touch with Natasha in years, not since that fateful night when their friendship had broken beyond control. Sonia had always wondered what had become of her best friend, but she never expected to see her again
Dennis flopped on the seat pulling it towards his desk, he was engrossed in the hill of files which spread out before him. The soft amber from the lamp sitting on the desk lightened the almost dark room, casting a warm light over the papers as he raised them glancing through the information on them. Lost in concentration, he did not notice when his guard, James, walked into the room."I'm sorry Sir, Smith is at the gate," James said loudly announcing his presence, his voice interrupting Dennis who was completely focused on his work.Dennis raised his head slowly from the files, his brow furrowing with anger from the interruption"Smith? Let him come in," he ordered, suspicious about the unexpected visit.James nodded and swiftly left the room to get Smith as Dennis adjusted his tie and fixed his posture arranging the files as he waited for Smith. Moments later, Smith walked into the room, his expression was confident yet suspicious."Dennis," Smith greeted, his tone business-like."Sm
Seated in his large serene office, Elvis behind the desk that issued commands upon commands He was engrossed in whatever signing he was doing when his secretary walked in, with some files in her arms, laid across her chest. But she had a worried look on her face. He looked up as he wanted to take the files when he noticed the look on her face.“Is anything the problem? He asked as he signed the last paper."Mr. Dennis just came in and he demanded to see you," She stated , her tone filled with fear as she spoke carefully.Elvis's eye brow furrowed at the unexpected news. Dennis, who was his longtime enemy and the man who had caused him so much pain, was now standing in his building. It was certainly a surprising turn of events."You mean Dennis is here?" Elvis asked , his voice sure yet filled with disbelief.Sarah nodded . "Yes, he's waiting outside."For a moment, Elvis was lost in thoughts , a mixture of emotions splashed across his face. Despite the terrible history between the
The room was filled with a deep sense of luxury and wealth appeal, the brown mahogany furniture bringing out the beauty of the room as it complemented with the rays of sunlight from the sun set, giving the room a nice aesthetic look.Holding onto his jacket, Natasha was marveled by what Elvis had just told her upon his return. Elivis stood next to the window as he took off his tie tossing it on the bed,Her face was still in deep realization,“He wants a partnership with you?” She asked again to be sure she heard him the last time.“You heard me right, he wants a partnership, which I find very suspicious.” He added taking a seat in the soft bed.“Was he in something when he said that?” Natasha asked, causing Elvis to burst into a delightful Chuckle.“Funny..” he said.“It's not funny Elvis, this could be a trap or something.” She added, placing the jacket on the bed as she sat next to him.Just outside, Sonia bypassed to get water downstairs where she hears them discussing,“You can't
As the night wore on every individual from this mind boggling scene withdrew to their separate contemplations, the charm of organization intermixing with the shadows of vulnerabilityIn this universe of velvet and mahogany, where partnerships were manufactured and mysteries stewed just underneath the surface, each look, each murmured word held the commitment of change. The night held its privileged insights close, however the players inside this furtive show were ready to uncover their hands, each move determined, every choice full of outcomeThe room, presently covered in haziness put something aside for the perishing coals of the fire, appeared to beat with expectation, anticipating the following section in this exquisite dance of devotion and disloyalty.As the night extended and the room sunk into a quieted feeling, Natasha and Elvis exchanged a last glance at each other, their purpose sustained by the heaviness of their discussion. The fire had dwindled to delicate, sparkling co