Rosie pulled up in front of his apartment. It was a very eventful day for both of them, but they had come to the end of it. She stopped the car and wiped her palm down her face. "Rosie, can I say something?" He asked. "You won't be mad though?"" I can't promise you that, but it's not like I can do anything to you." She shrugged. " I know that my major was in robotic and mechanical engineering, but I will try my best if you need someone to talk to." He assured her. She rubbed her hands over the wheel and laughed. " Why do you think I need someone to talk to?" She turned to him. Trying to control his laughter. He was looking at her blankly like she was crazy for laughing. " Rosie, after everything you have gone through, I'm sure that you are not making a big deal out of it." " You don't know half of what I have been through." She told him. " You can't even relate to it." David looked down at his hands. " My mother–"" I don't care about what you and your mother went through,
It took Mister Dominic Ford and all his workers to finally get his hand on the real detail. David asked and he was told what happened. Although the domestic workers were not allowed to see him, one of them cunningly took a picture of him intending to use it to extract money. David ran his hand through his hair. " Then who is it?" He asked. "Your father wouldn't say," Gary told him. "But he is going to address this very soon."David looked at Gary, imagining the horror of what was going to happen. His father was going to make that person feel his wrath. "Is he going to kill the person?" David looked up. "You speak as if you don't know your father." Gary laughed. "He has killed people who have committed less crime." Gary stood up and walked to the door. "In two hours, he is going to call for a meeting," Gary said. "You are going to be present, so I suggest that you prepare.""Am I not the one who is supposed to be a secret?" David asked. "What good is it if I join the meeting?"
David shut his eyes as soon as he heard the gun go off, he really thought that he was going to die. But after the shit went off, he was still alive and breathing. He didn't feel any pain at all. He opened his eyes and saw that Rosie was still pointing the gun at him. When he turned around, there was a hole in the wall, where the bullet had gone through. He felt a wetness on his cheek. He touched it and saw blood, the bullet grazed his face. That was when it dawned on him that she didn't aim to kill him. If she had wanted him to die, she would have let a bullet in his head. Or rather, his father didn't want him to die or he would have killed him. David was terribly shaken by this near-death experience. "The next time you talk back at me, I won't hesitate to kill you." His father warned. "Do you understand that, David?""Yes." David shuttered. "Do you understand?""Yes, sir."The call ended immediately and Rosie dropped the gun and sighed in relief. Gary held his hand over his
She shook with sobs as she reached for him. David shut the door with his foot as he hugged his mother tightly. "Hey, ma." He whispered. "I've missed you so much." She sobbed. "I haven't seen my baby so much." "It's okay, ma, I'm here now." He rubbed her back. "I was supposed to come for your graduation, but one of my clients had a setback." She said, "I'm sorry, baby."He had his mother's face in his hands. He wiped her tears and smiled at her. She touched his face, just to make sure that it wasn't a dream and her son was really in front of her. "Look how big you've grown." She chuckled. "What kind of mother doesn't see her son for so long?""Mum, we've talked about this." He frowned. "We are not going to blame you for things that aren't yours to control." His mother was a private nurse, mostly for old people who didn't want to die alone in a nursing home. The pay was average, but she had to put in a lot of work and endurance. To balance everything, she still had to take multi
Stefanie wanted to stab herself to death, if that would make this coworker of hers go away. He has been babbling in her ears for long minutes now and wasn't stopping even though she wasn't giving him attention. She kept rolling her eyes repeatedly and sighing, but he was pretending not to see the signs. It was terrible because he wasn't the first one today and the day wasn't even over yet. "Your boyfriend isn't in town, I don't know what the problem is going to be." He shined his brightest teeth. "Lance, please."She held her head. "I've told you, many times, that David and I aren't dating." "Then why aren't you listening to me?" He asked. "Listen, my father has a wine company in Italy. My father is very rich and I can take care of all your needs."She turned and gave him an icy stare. "If you are so rich, why are you working in someone's company?" She laughed. "Because my mother thinks I need to work under someone to be able to manage my own company later." He answered. "That
David and his mother went on a date. Yeah, he decided to take her out since her misandrism wouldn't tolerate any man except her own son. They were both dressed sweetly and even looked like a couple, his mother was really hot for someone her age. Even as they sat in the restaurant and ate, many men glanced her way, but none worked up the courage to approach her. David saw all of this but didn't point it out to her because she wasn't going to like it. "How is your favorite patient, Mister Carlos?" He asked. "The old Mexican businessman?" She laughed. "He died six months ago.""What?" David's face fell immediately. "What?" She laughed. "Stop trying to feel sorry for him, that's what he always wanted, to die!""I thought he was worried that his kids would squander all his money?" David asked. "And that he didn't like any of his six kids?""Or that he suggested I got married to him so that I could take all his money when he died." She chuckled. "He was a pretty delusional one." "B
David was terrified for his mother's life, he didn't want her to get into this mix-up with his father. His mother started to laugh when she heard that Rosie was sent to kill her. David looked at his mother's hands and noticed how skillfully she was holding those guns. Maybe he wasn't supposed to be in front, trying to protect her. Maybe he should be behind her and let her handle this. She didn't look like it was her first time holding the gun, it looked like she had a lot of experience handling guns. "Move, David." His mother said to him, "Trust me, I don't want more bullet marks on your body." "Yeah, listen to your mother, David." Rosie chipped in. "I don't want to hurt you. Again.""Don't ever speak to my son, again," David's mother warned Rosie." Never, or else I will shoot you dead and dump your body where it will never be found.""Please, I'm begging you, let's handle this amicably," Rosie begged. "David will come with us and no one would have to get hurt." "You don't call
David had never been on a private jet before, but the whole situation that led to him being here had ruined everything for him. He sat in the expensive plane and watched from a distance as Rosie took care of her injury. He couldn't believe, couldn't bring himself to comprehend, that his mother shut Rosie. His mother wasn't a gun-twirling bandit, his mother was an old people nurse, who was already grumpy about money. Never would he have thought that she worked for Dominic Ford, that's how he even came into existence. Rosie's low grunt of pain interrupted his thoughts and he looked at her. She looked away from him immediately and with a pair of scissors, she dug out the bullet in her gut with cries of pain. She finally got it out, she looked at it like an object from space. She dropped it and dropped her head against the headrest. "Are you okay?" He couldn't help but ask her. "Your mother shut where it was to hurt the most and she didn't miss." She sighed. "She is such a badass.