Damien climbed into the Rolls Royce and redailed the number. He didn't have much stress driving and talking over the phone. The car had a self-driving option. "What are they meeting me as?"He said over the phone. Leroy, who was on the other end of the phone, seemed a little bit confused by his question when he stuttered, "H-huh, Young Master. I'm not sure if I got your question right.""Are they meeting me as the heir of KC, or are they as the new owner of the BMX girls group?"Damien simplified the question for the man. "I'm not sure about that yet. But based on what I could deduce from the call, they were more interested in the new set of girls. I guess that was why they must have called to meet with you."Damien was silent for a while as he waved at the two men who were at the gate of the Boldville Estate. "Did they call you directly or not?"Damien sounded a little impatient. "No, Young Master. Forgive me for not saying everything at once. You see, KC is so large that we hav
Damien was very offended by what one of the elites had just said. He was so offended that he was tempted to summon the clones and have these old twats taught some tangible lessons. But he held back on the urge. He was beginning to have several ideas. He smiled in the face of the men, and they all got lit up by his positive reaction to their demands. "Are you in such a haste to have them?"Damien asked, leaning forward in the chair. "I mean, why not. We have been patient for so long. We are beginning to get tired of those BMX girls.""You were right about them. They absolutely are now grannies. They have lost the sauce and have nothing to offer anymore. They are now a bunch of plastic recycles."Another man said, and the rest laughed for a while. Damien observed closely listening to what the men had said. THEY KNEW I WAS THE ONE WHO CALLED THE GIRLS GRANNIES? OF COURSE, THEY MUST KNOW A COUPLE OF THINGS. BUT I HAVE TO BE SURE ABOUT HOW MUCH THEY KNOW SO THAT I CAN KNOW HOW TO DEAL
Damien had decided to take a stroll and then returned. When he opened the door and stepped in. The atmosphere was stuffy, and everyone seemed bothered.He didn't want to take guesses of what could possibly have happened. He walked to join them. Settling down,"Forgive me for joining you quite late, I was trying to put things together."Damien said, looking from one man to the other. But then he realised that none of the men was really paying attention to him. Each man was busy staring at the screen of his phone. When he couldn't keep ignoring the odds anymore,"What is the matter? Why does everyone look so jumpy and worried?"If none of the men answered his questions, he wouldn't be mad at them. Neither would he be surprised. They were men of a high calibre and should be able to fit the context perfectly. Men like that would hide behind unnecessary events just to shield their worries and dark times. "We won't bother you with things like this."One of the men said. He was sweating
Back in the space of the 2nd tier charity organisation, Damien was settled in a couch, and standing opposite him were the nine ladies. Girls You Want. "I can see that the majority of you are wondering why you are here."Damien started, looking from one girl to the other. It seemed as though it had become a sort of style for this new set of girls to be dressed in the same outfit. But no matter how identical they looked, there was always variance specified by the structures of their bodies and the qualities of their covetures. They had been biding their time, unwilling to speak unless they were spoken to first. Marcus had thought them for a while before bringing them here. "Not really, Young Master. You can have us summonded whenever you want and however you want it. You own us, and we are bound to your desires."One of the girls had started. Another one picked up from them,"The only thing that kept us bothered was just what you said a few days ago. You'd promised that we wouldn't
It's been several weeks, yet the news kept spreading like wild fire across the whole of Vegas. The wave of the news had been so strong that Vegas couldn't contain it. It spread across the ocean and had travelled to other parts of the world and neighbouring countries. The news of the demotion and exposure of men who used to be elites. Men who used to hide in the dark of their luxury from the society, commanding the norms that affect the general world. Many reporters and journalists had argued the authenticity of the news at first until things really grew out of the limited space and gained a firmer ground. Though it's been quite a while since the news had been flying around, reporters are still writing articles about how the Minx Charity Programme had suddenly gone bankrupt in the blink of an eye. In a bid to know how the second greatest charity company in Vegas has gone bankrupt out of the blue, more news had been discovered. One of the news was about the man who was responsible f
Everyone had their eyes glued to the lady standing. It was Ayisha. She was standing in the centre of the living room, and the rest settled on the couches. Jada was still caught up in the foul mood, but Evelyn had her arm around her shoulders. "Are you going to talk already?"Lisa was impatient. She always had that foul mood whenever she saw Ayisha being the centre of attention. Not many of the ladies like each other, and what was interesting was the fact that they do not make an attempt to hide it. "Well, I guess I need time to think it through first."Ayisha started. "If you were just going to think it through, why did you have us converged in the first place? Shouldn't you have made up your mind before calling us together, or don't you have manners anymore?""Hey, Lisa. Don't you think you are being rude for no reason? I mean, where is this coming from?"Allison snapped at Lisa. Allison wasn't really a big fan of Ayisha. She wasn't even a fan of any of the girls. It was just way
"This gotta be a joke.""This can't be real!!!""What the actual fuck!!!""This is crazy?!"The ladies were shocked to the core about what they had just discovered. It was too hard for them to believe. "Maids? The girls who ought to be better than us are Maids? Oh God, I have never felt so insulted in my entire life. This is more than a slap across my face.""Does he know about it? Does Kevin know that they are Maids? Mere Maids? Does he know and put them above us?""This better be a joke. No, it can never be real. Are they all insane or something? Bring Maids to be the new face of the beauty group? What was going through their mind?"The ladies were looking around as though they had just been shot. From their reactions and words, it was obvious that there was more coming. "Maybe he doesn't know about it. I mean, Kevin. Maybe he was fooled by the man who helped him discover the girls. Cos, I don't think he would ever make such a mistake. Maids? I can't even take the thoughts in. It'
The coincidence of Damien's arrival at the suite left the ladies speechless. Each lady looked at her neighbour as though she was trying to confirm something. "Did he hear us?"One of the ladies risked mumbling the question to her neighbour. They were only recently trying to get themselves in a favourable position. They wouldn't want to risk Damien overhearing. Damien was quick-witted. So when he walked in and realised that the ladies were acting a little weird, he deduced at the same instance that something must be wrong. Though he couldn't tell at once what the matter could be, he had lived with the girls almost all his life and knew them well. "Is there something that I should know about?"Damien asked, looking from one lady to the other. He didn't want to take guesses. The ladies were reluctant to answer his question at first, but then one of them stepped forward. "Why do you think so, sir?"It was Mira. Laurette was a little concerned for her twin sister, but she couldn't po