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2024-10-29 19:42:56Steven Gold walked out of prison with nothing but his wallet. The jailer thought it was odd for him to leave with nothing. Even his outfit had to be borrowed.
“Have anywhere to stay?” The jailor asked.“I will find my way,”“You were arrested at 17 years old. The world has not been the same since then, sir.”“As I said before, I will find my way.”It's been 10 years since he was imprisoned. The jailor wasn’t wrong. The world changed a lot. Everyone depended on the internet now.He could barely recognize the alleys. The roads were bigger, there were more shops and the fashion was different.There was so much to explore. The poor guy didn’t know where to start. He didn’t know where to go.“Hi,” he entered a grocery store. The owner was an elderly woman who judged him instantly.“Are you here to steal?”That was a dumb question.“I am looking for a job,” he said anyway.She was irked.“We are not hiring.”“Please….”“Do I look like a charity?! Leave or I will call the police.”“Do you know where I can get one?”“Have you looked yourself in the mirror?” She sounded rude.Steven walked away. Other stores turned him down. No one was willing to help since he looked unkempt. He walked aimlessly on the streets that night. Help was impossible to get. He didn’t know where to start. He overheard some men speak of their mafia lord. This reminded him of his father.Was that man dead yet because he was willing to kill him again?He slept in a homeless shelter. The mosquitos buzzed in his ears and someone spat on him. He didn’t react since he was used to it.The following day, he continued his hustle around the city. No one was willing to give him a job. He smelled worse now, and couldn’t change his shirt. As he walked under the summer sun, a car pulled over beside him. A man dressed in an expensive suit walked out and approached an ATM. Steve admired the suit.Mary wanted him to wear one.He smiled. A sudden sound of a gunshot echoed in his ears. This froze him due to PTSD. His eyes caught sight of a gun pointed in this businessman's direction. Without warning, he pushed him out of the way and the bullet missed.The man’s guards hurried to them and started a shootout. They shielded them, hoping they were safe before the man hurried into his car.“Get in!” He told Steven.Steven didn’t think twice. He got in and they drove past the massacre. Many people were killed that day, he couldn’t count.“You saved my life,” the man said, smiling. “Who are you?”“I am Steven.”“Steven what?”Steven didn’t want to open his past.“Steven Boles.”The guy thought the surname was weird. He smiled and ignored it.“You are gifted, Steven. Let me drop you off at your home. Where do you work?”“I do not have a job.”“What a pity. Have you tried looking for one?”Steven shook his head.“I was in prison for 10 years. It won’t be easy for me to find a job.”“Jail?! What did you do?”“Framed murder.”“Wow!” The man took out a tobacco and blew out some air. “Murder is a big case. How did you get out?”“I was released on parole. There wasn’t enough evidence to pin it on me.”The businessman nodded. He stretched out his hands for a handshake.“It is good we met. I can change your life around. My name is Mr Jones.”Steven accepted the handshake.“Steven.”“I know, I know,” he puffed out smoke again. “I have the perfect job for you.”Steven was excited about what it might be. They pulled over at his home. Mrs Jones called one of his servants.“This is Steven. He will be working with you now.”Steven was surprised.“Housekeeping?”Mr Jones arched his brows.“Is it bad? I will pay you handsomely and you will be under my roof.”Steven couldn’t reject the offer. He nodded sharply.“Yes. Yes! I want that.”Mr Jones smiled and tapped him on the back.“I like you. I have a feeling we will get along.”“Boss, the mafia isn’t pulling back!” One of Mr Jones' men told him. Mr Jones frowned and gestured to him to be quiet. Steven already heard. So Mr Jones was also part of the Mafia. Could he be a Mafia Lord?“Start cleaning!” One of the female servants urged him.He collected a broom and packer; the sweeping began.If Mr Jones was a Mafia Lord, he could get to his father somehow. They could set him up together! But how would he do that? Mafias were dangerous. They hated third parties in their businesses. As he cleaned, he entered a room with the word ‘keep out’ pasted on the door. Lol! Sike! He hated rules. What he saw in the room sent shivers down his spine.“Hey!” The earlier female servant screamed at him. “Will you not clean?!”He apologized and walked out of the room. The room had weapons. Lots and lots of them. They were uncountable. He seriously needed to know who Mr Jones was and how to get on his side.“Are you done?” The servant asked after the cleaning.“Yeah,” he dropped the broom and packer.“You did nonsense. Start all over!”Steven frowned. What was wrong with this woman? Why was she being mean?“Are you deaf?” She lashed.Steven eyed her up and down. She wasn’t looking bad though. She looked slightly younger than him. He leaned forward towards her and pulled her face towards his.“Do you have a crush on me?”She froze.“What?!” She slapped his hands off and hurried out. He smirked.Perhaps, Sharon was right. His charm could get him whatever he wanted.He knew what to doHe ran his hand down his hair and began his planning.
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“Help me with the car, Steve!” Mr Jones ordered as he adjusted his glasses. “I cannot drive,” Steven confessed. He wished he could. “O! Not drive, Steve. Wash my car for me. I am in a hurry.”Steve agreed quickly and got a bucket. He scrubbed the car until it sparkled. There was no single blemish on it. Will that convince Mr. Jones trust to him? “Wow, you did well.” Mr Jones was sure impressed. Steven smiled and held the bucket firmly. Mr Jones didn’t look at him twice. He opened his car, got in, and prompted the driver to leave. “Didn’t he wash it well?” He thought. What could be done to earn the man’s trust? He freaking saved his life. “Clean the balcony upstairs!” His boss scolded, as the gate closed. Steven nodded at first. He remembered his plan to get information from her and turned back. Mr Jones lived alone with his guards. There was no single family member of his around. Maybe he had none? He might be a loner. “What?” His boss asked due to her piercing stare. Her nam
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Mr Jones didn’t arrive back that day. Or the day after. This made him mad. He did all that washing for nothing?!His next target was Caro. Caro spent her time shopping and cleaning the figurines on all the floors. It was rare to find her. Steven tried to get access to her, but it was close to impossible. They’ve barely seen each other twice. “Could you link me with Caro?” He asked Anita. Anita was surprised. “Excuse me?” “I think I misplaced a figurine on the first floor. I need your help.”Anita couldn’t believe it. “How could you? Mr Jones will kill you.”“That’s why I need your help.” “Tell me what figurine, and I will figure it out for you.” Anita was being nice. “I will prefer Caro to help me instead.”Her smile disappeared. She was deeply hurt as if he said something bad. She nodded and opened her phone book. She shut her eyes and finally spoke up. “Did I do anything wrong?” “What do you mean?” “Since that day, you have been avoiding me….” She was close to tears. “Wha
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Mr Jones’s strange packages raised brows. They came in ten’s everyday making the servants busy. No one dared to check what were in the boxes. In fact, it remained mysterious for a long time. “Where are they taking those?” Steven asked Anita as she supervised the packages.“The basement.”She turned to Caro. “Are you done cleaning upstairs?”“Sure!” That was a response she wanted. “Good! It should be spotless for visitors.” She noticed Caro stare at Steven flirtingly and looked away in embarrassment. She adjusted her bonded hair. “Be careful with those!” “Hey,” Diana said to Steven. “Can we see?” “Now?” Steven was shocked.“Concentrate for once, please!” Anita snapped, interrupting both of them. “The work is getting intense. No room for discussions.”“Sorry, I just wanted to speak to him.” Diana apologized. “Then don’t do it here. Do it somewhere else. This is a work zone. I do not have to tell you everything. Damn! You two annoy me.” Anita walked away in rage. Steven bit his lip
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“Did you get it?” Anita asked, as she leaned against her headboard. Steven nodded and showed the condom to her. She smiled since she never saw it before. “I have never seen this,” “There is always a first time.”He poured her a glass cup of water. He took a deep breath and slipped in some sleeping pills. I am sorry. I can’t take advantage of you. He thought. He dissolved the drug in the water properly. Satisfied with what he did, he brought the water to her and placed it on the stool. “Are you the only daughter?” He asked. She nodded. “I had such a big responsibility at home. We are treated like men. I am glad I get to be independent. At least I am able to provide for my family and make them proud.”She grabbed hold of the glass of water. “You know what?” She began, holding the cup firmly, “You might hate me after tonight. We might not speak to each other anymore and you might see me differently. But do not feel guilty. This is my choice.”“It won’t happen,” he assured her.
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Steven cleaned the cabinets silently with his earpiece on. The compound ought to be silent that morning, if not for the gardener and his lawn mower. Mrs Jones' daughter will be around in four days. He smirked at her thought. “Hey!” Soft arms grabbed him. He would have knocked it off if he didn’t see Anita, frowning at him with her arm folded. The lady loved frowning for some reason. He didn’t hate it. It just doesn’t fit her. “What now?” Steven removed his ear piece. “Come with me!” She pulled him to the balcony. “If this is about that night…”“It’s not about that night!” She snapped at him, refrained from the pulling his arn and then continued. “Why are you always mad at me?” “Keep quiet!” She taunted. “Just shut the hell up. You annoy me.” They were on the balcony now, luckily not distracted by the lawn mower this time. “What is wrong?” He asked. “You are so sneaky! I can’t believe I trusted you, Steven. Damn, I wanted to give you my body. How disgusting!” Steven was surpr
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Steven was scared. Very scared. Rica smirked and let him leave. She ran her hand down her hair and gave him a seductive look. Her gaze was piercing and she was definitely scary! So scary! Steven raced down the stairs. Faster than he has ever raced before. He hurried into the kitchen, shut the door and grabbed the jug of water. Anita walked in and was surprised at his state.“Are you fine?” She asked. He gazed at her as he drank a glass of water. He didn't know what to say. He didn’t know where to start. “I don't care anyway,” her mood changed and she dropped a basket she carried. Her anger had not subsided yet. “It’s nothing.” He tried distracting her from it. “Nothing?!” She wasn’t taking it. “The only thing you know how to do is use people. You do not tell me anything. You don’t share personal information with me. All you want is just sex.” “Anita, it is not like that.” “O! Keep quiet. I hate you.”“I will explain everything this evening. But I promise, no sex. We will just t
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Vicky nodded and began. “She was helpless when I first saw her,” Vicky said with an emotional tone. “I remember when Mr Chang brought her for the first time. She was scared, vulnerable and felt sick. We all thought she was going to die. It turned out she had been roaming the streets for hours and had nowhere to go. She was three months pregnant at that time. The landlord promised to give her a free apartment for a while, and made her vow to start paying once she gets a job. Anita made that promise. She was very beautiful, Steven. Not only was she beautiful, she was the most hardworking lady I have ever seen too. She was so fond of her daughter and I remember her smiles anytime Bonnie kicked in her stomach. She became my best friend the first time I saw her.” Steven felt deeply hurt by Vicky’s words. He wasn’t there for Bonnie when she needed him the most. He couldn’t believe she suffered so much like that. “She is an amazing lady. You fell in love with your match, Steven,” Vicky co
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Vicky felt his touch send an electric shock through her. She hid her blush and took her hands sharply from his grip. “It’s fine,” she said, placing it in her pocket. He sat at the corner of the room, opening a bottle of water and she approached the girls. “Hey,” she drew a stool closer and sat before them. “How are you all coping?”“My name is Maria,” the mother figure among them said, drawing closer to Vicky. “I heard all that happened, Maria. It is fine, you can tell me anything. My name is Vicky. I work with Steven,” Vicky pointed at Steven, who gave them a wave. “He is a very good guy,” Maria smiled and the others agreed. “He wanted to risk his life for us. I have never seen anyone who would do that. It is very rare to find, I swear. All I find is a bunch of selfish humans. He ignored the whole inconvenience and fought hard for us.” Vicky wasn’t surprised. “Even though he doesn’t admit it, I know he is good inside,” she said.“Villains have their good moments,” Steven's voic
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Vicky heard Steven race down the stairs as she closed the kitchen cabinets and refilled the salt shaker. She promptly peaked from the side of the door to see what was happening. To her shock, there was nothing much. It was just Steven saying something to himself and grabbing his coat. The temperature already dropped that morning. It was most likely freezing cold by then . Thank God for the house heater which saved them lots of trouble. She could tell he was still his pain as he limped to the door with his phone pressed to his ears. She leaned against the door with her hands to her chest. The previous night slid into her mind sharply. He was hurt. What makes him think it was smart to drive in that condition? She couldn’t let him go like that. At least for Bonnie's sake. She came out of her hiding area and cleared her throat, pretending to wipe her hand with her handkerchief.“What?” He asked, turning back to her. She stroked her arm softly. Their experience the previous night made h
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Vicky hummed a song as she prepared Bonnie’s meal. She used the song to distract herself from Steven’s thoughts. But with time, she stopped singing and groaned. It was freaking 10pm in the evening. Why wasn’t he there yet? If it was her who came that late, he would have scolded her. She took the baby food she prepared for Bonnie and went to the sitting room where Bonnie played with her stroller toys. “Alright, my darling,” Vicky smiled, pecking her on the cheeks. “Time for your dinner.”Bonnie’s eyes stared at the plate and her tongue stuck out as she danced happily. Vicky laughed. “You and food, huh? Inseparable,” Vicky pulled her cheeks softly. “I love you, my baby girl.”She carefully gave her a spoon of baby food and offered her another. Vicky's eyes went to the door as her heart raced against her chest. She was tense and she could not tell why. She had a very bad feeling about something. An unexplainable strong gut feeling. But as usual, feelings like that were irrational. She
