Two days later. Driving home.
~Dia Wealene~
"Turn the music, Rowe."
As soon as I called at him, he turned to me and nodded his head. He fiddled with the volume roll of the white and red Maserati 2022 MC20.
I watched him nod his head to the slow but perky music filling the background. I didn't know if I had made the right choice by employing him.
Everytime I leave work, I'm always too exhausted to drive. I could had called Alfred to do that but he ain't my driver nor puppet.
I sighed trying to keep apace with the rhythm of Christina Perri's A thousand Years. One of the reasons of having the music turned on was preventing him from hearing whatever I have to say if by chance I thought out loud.
Trying to remember what made me employ him... Twas all yesterday, I decided to call him around and he did an unexpected. Something quite sweet that I'd never seen Albert do. He got me the costliest Flower bo
Off work.~Dia Wealene~"I'm sorry if I went overboard yesterday. I couldn't just keep a straight head."Rowe pleaded, lying next to me in bed. The duvet was halfway down his body, revealing his abs and hard torso; one of my weaknesses in guys.It's a morning but don't ask me. I can't really remember how I spent the remaining hours of yesterday. Of course I knew I had sex with him, I wouldn't deny that, and I kinda enjoyed it. Who wouldn't enjoy sex.But then, the remaining thing seemed blurry. And right now, it seemed as though someone had just dug out my intestines and my stomach is but an empty vessel. Fuck! I'm famished!"Don't say. It ain't like it's a rape, neither was I dumb. I allowed you, right?"I mumbled, tracing my fingers around the curves of his chest. Occasionally I would put a force to see how the fingernails, if pressed forcefully, would react to the hard flesh.I looked up
Office.~Dia Wealene~"Arrange the files properly and then leave. Someone should keep an eye on the cars."I looked up from my iMac to Rowe who was busy attending to the files on my table. He was all serious and sorting the whole files out.I was seated on a couch which was by the right wall if you step into my office. When you step into my office, opposite you is my office chair and table. To the left is the TV and stuff, while to the right a couch and table for relaxation, amongst several other things I'll love to keep confidential."Yes boss. "Rowe looked up and nodded at me as though he just heard me. He resumed his work and I tried to concentrate on the project I'm working on. A project revolving around the interest of the COLORFUL ENTREPRENEURS. But I couldn't concentrate.Yesterday, Kyle had returned the call and explained to me that there was a day she messed up with Caidine and lef
Two days later.~Dia Wealene~"Ughhh!"I turned in bed, rolling about as though I was some sandstorm in the desert. Twas a call. A call woke me up. I thrusted my hand to the bedside table on which I put my phone, amongst few other things like the lampstand and the novel which I read one chapter from every night before sleeping."Isn't this too early for a call? Is being efficient now a curse?"I picked up my phone and looked at the caller,SWEET LITTLE BUNThe silhouette of sleep stalking my face were rolled up immediately. I sat up, rolling to the side, somewhat facing the bedside, my legs suspended in the air. Twas my little brother."Family should at least respect your sleep hours, damn."I remonstrated as his anxious voice knocked me over,"When will you ever stop complaining and be grateful, Big bear?""I'll strangle you... Be lucky we're speaking over
On the way. ~Dia Wealene~ "I'm sorry ma." She said out of the blue and I looked through the rearview. I was driving. "Why are you?" I shot. Trying to hold her innocent face in my gaze. As well as trying to place the reason behind that. She came on, "If I could drive, you won't be stressed to --" "Why are you this dumb?!" I snapped. I was driving on the less busy lane, so twas pretty much easy to pull over. I did and turned to her in the Maybach. "Are you doing this on purpose or you were born this way. Cos I can't place it. Even if you're a maid, at least -- Arrggggh!" I bit in the words and stepped on the clutch. "I'm sorry ma." I looked through the rearview again. She annoyingly kept that innocent face. She was very annoying and I didn't know what else to say than, "I give up." I grunted. There was a brief silence spread across
At a restaurant. "So, I'll ask again for the last time. What did you mean by, 'too' ?" I took another bite of the burger. Twas a signature meal. She was munching too, but occasionally putting her finger to the side of her lips. "I thought you forgot about it." She muttered and I chuckled. What I wanted to do was scoff regarding how lowly she had considered my memory. But you know, there are somethings no one has no control over. "We have only few minutes here. Don't squander it." She hesitated firstly then drank from the glass of juice. She did the usual then said, "I'm in no position to say it." I hit my other palm on the table like I'd seen people do when they are pretty pissed. Ouch, it did hurt. Though slightly. People looked at me at that but I didn't care. That was why I hated eating in common restaurants. But what could I had done? I wanted to have that conversation
At Work. ~Dia Wealene~ "Hey, Steve." I said over the speaker, the office telephone caught between my neck and collarbone, across the acromioclavicular joint. "I have a lead on your driver." His voice husky but tamed. A part of me feels like almost all professions train the voices of their employees. "Tell me. What have you discovered yet?" "He used to be a drug dealer. He had been involved in several international smuggles. And the latest data of his last smuggling was three years ago. Remind me, where did you meet him in the first place?" I'VE NEVER TOLD YOU BEFORE, WHY SAY, REMIND ME. I thought, but then, "In an elevator when I was leaving work. It's not in Colorado. I think it was when I was in Las Vegas for a business stuff." He went silent for a while. I could here the scraping of pen on paper on his own end. He seemed to be scribbling. Then he came on, "Keep
Her Brother's birthday. ~Dia Wealene~ "Caidine!!" I called climbing down the stairs as I headed into the first palour. "Gotten everything ready yet? Just got a call from him, he would be here in few minutes." Loe rushed to me and I picked him up as I headed to the second Parlour. Caidine was nowhere to be found, neither was Rowe. But the place had already being decorated. There were countless numbers of balloons drooping from the ceiling, and to the wall opposite me was a pasted inscription in the wall: Happy Birthday, Little Brother. To the right of that wall was what looked like a 3D lamp which occasionally projected the several pictures of my brother. The floor had several stuff scattered around it. It should seem dirty, rather it beautified the place. But that wasn't enough for me. I couldn't help but nurse even naughty thoughts since the both of them weren't in view. 
Still the birthday. ~Dia Wealene~ "Can someone tell what is actually going on here?" It seemed to me as though I've been made a fool as I maintained the same spot I have been standing on since five quiet and awkward minutes now. Ray was standing before the couch, and Caidine had returned from the rest room. She was standing at the entrance to the second parlour. She had her face to the floor. "You guys don't want to test my patience right now? You know too well that I have no cool, Ray." I tried as much as possible to keep it as a threat but twas really more than that. I was already beginning to lose it. Then suddenly, Ray quit shooting her the apologetic stare and held my gaze, "She's the lady." "What do you mean the lady. Have you ever told me about any la--" I paused for a moment as I finally broke the words. "You mean the maid you impregnated?" I came to