John gazed at Stephanie, a round of thoughts swirling in his head as he observed her ample figure. He attempted to maintain eye contact.“Why did you keep me waiting outside knocking on the door for so long?” Stephanie inquired, moving closer to John as if she wanted him to have a clearer view of her body.“What trick is she trying to pull now?” John wondered to himself, taking a step backward.“And who gave you permission to turn away while I’m speaking to you, PA?” Stephanie snapped, her voice piercing John's ears.He glanced at her, his face tense with a frown. The tension in the room intensified. John was clearly not enamored by her physique; he felt only discomfort. Anything involving Stephanie repulsed him, and her attempts to get close to him were even more repulsive.“I’m sorry, ma’am,” John said politely, feeling a knot in his stomach whenever he addressed Stephanie as "ma’am." “I apologize for taking long to answer the door, but no one usually visits me, so I thought it was
"What the fuck? What the hell is five hundred dollars doing in this suit?" John exclaimed in shock. His eyes stared dimly and widely at the money in his hand, which had fallen out of the suit he held."What, five hundred dollars?" Miss B asked, on the other hand, her mind rolling with different thoughts as to what was going on.John stared at the money, confused as to why Stephanie would add that amount of money to the suit and that too without telling him, and she didn’t tell him she had placed such a large amount in the suit. What was she trying to play with him? The same person had told him that she wouldn’t be able to give him more because she doesn’t run a charity organisation, and then all of a sudden this amount? There was surely something blowing up that John was yet to know."John!" Miss B snapped at the other end, as John was too caught up with what was before him. "What is going on? Why are you all silent? Are you fine?" Miss B bombarded John with a lot of questions as her
John opened the bathroom door, his eyes fixed directly on the scene unfolding inside, curious about the source of the noise. His eyes widened as he saw Jeffrey fully engaged, with his dick inside Stephanie's mouth as she sucked as if her life depended on it. They were both naked."Holy crap!" John exclaimed, quickly turning his gaze away, feeling a surge of disgust unlike anything he had ever felt before."What the heck?" Jeffrey and Stephanie murmured upon realising that John had caught them pleasuring each other.John felt incredibly awkward and angry as he witnessed his ex-wife sucking the dick of his best friend. It brought back painful memories of catching them at the hotel; anger, hatred, and the desire for revenge flooded his mind."What are you doing here?" Jeffrey's voice cut through John's thoughts as he processed the scene.John remained silent, ignoring Jeffrey's question, standing still as if trying to figure out his next move while Jeffrey approached him."I'm talking to
"I have seen him a couple of times with Mr. Jeffery, but I really don't know who he is, though." Ryan's words kept echoing inside John's head while he strolled into the office.He just felt that there was something between Jeffrey and the unknown person that Ryan had mentioned. Did he have a connection with the person sponsoring Stephanie, or was that a different matter altogether? Numerous thoughts flooded John's mind as he slowly walked up to the company's grand door, his face pale with worry evident on his visage.As soon as he entered the office, everyone's attention turned towards him. They always stared at him in a disdainful manner, as he always wore the same suit. Though Stephanie hadn't given him any urgency to get a new suit, he had yet to acquire one."Here we go again," John muttered to himself, shaking off the sweat that covered his forehead after trekking and burning calories that he didn't even have."Good day, Boss," one of John's former workers greeted him as she walk
“Maria! Miss Maria!”I grunted and rumbled on the floor as I unhurriedly peeled my eyes open. My sight was blurry, feeble, and imprecise. I was weak and nauseous. My head was too heavy for me to lift. I finally seized sight of Bria standing in front of me. She was tapping me continuously and tried lifting me up from the floor. My throat was arid and my body was as heavy as the earth itself. Everything came arranging back into my memory when I saw myself lying in the pool of my blood. Indeed I didn’t die as I thought I would. Bria helped me up from the floor and placed me on the bed. My breathing was ragged and unstable. My chest, legs, stomach, and head hurt. My whole body hurt. It was the true definition of penury. I whined my eyes around and my tongue touched the tip of my patched lips. “I’m so sorry,” Bria said. She was in tears and fretting. She felt what I was going through. She saw the pain I went through and was still going through at that point but my family couldn't. I sti
John carefully checked on Stephanie to confirm that she was indeed fast asleep. He approached her, gently lifting her face and testing the slackness of her hand."Perfect," he muttered, a small smile creeping onto his face. As he looked at Stephanie, now vulnerable in her slumber, he couldn't help but imagine her as the same woman who had been so aggressive and insulting towards him. The thought crossed his mind that he could end it all right then and there, but he quickly pushed the notion aside.Turning away from Stephanie, John hurried to the vault and removed the Monalisa frame from the wall. He stared at the vault, his mind racing as he tried to decipher what the pin might be. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he grappled with the pressure of the situation."What the fuck is the pin?!" John muttered to himself, frustration evident in his voice as he paced around, his fingers digging into his head in frustration. He had exhausted every possible combination he could think of, includin
John's eyes widened as he glanced nervously at Stephanie's phone lying on the table, realising it would be his downfall, especially after Melissa had heard it ring during her attempt to reach Stephanie.Beads of sweat formed on John's forehead as he scrambled to concoct a plausible lie."Why aren't you speaking? What kind of meeting would Stephanie attend without her phone? She's always glued to it, and the secretary confirmed she has no scheduled meetings today," MODELISA pointed out, her scepticism palpable.The tension that had gripped John earlier intensified as he realised his lie lacked any semblance of logic and was on the verge of unraveling. His mind raced, desperately searching for a believable explanation to support his claim that Stephanie wasn't in the office."She's actually not in the office. She's gone for a church charity event, raising funds and donations," John blurted out, the words tumbling from his mouth without forethought."A church donation and fundraising even
John found himself utterly perplexed, his thoughts a swirling tempest that left him grasping for solid ground amidst the tumultuous waves of uncertainty. Standing in silence, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on Stephanie, he felt every nerve in his body tingling with apprehension.The questions racing through his mind seemed to grow louder with each passing moment. Was Stephanie aware of his clandestine conversations with her mother? Could she be intentionally feigning unconsciousness to extract his deepest secrets? The weight of these possibilities bore down on him, threatening to suffocate him beneath their oppressive burden as he gazed into Stephanie's inscrutable eyes."Why the silence?" Stephanie's voice shattered the stillness like a thunderclap, her narrowed eyes boring into John's with an intensity that left him feeling exposed and vulnerable. In that silent exchange, their gazes locked in a silent battle of wills, each daring the other to reveal their innermost thoughts and fears.