“Cheat? Why are they calling me a cheater?” Cassie asked herself like she didn't know how much of a terrible person she was.
She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, her eyes darting around the room as everyone looked at her with angry faces. The tension was completely suffocating, and the cold glares of the remaining members of that company only deepened how uncomfortable she was. “You are some low life cheater!” Cassie crossed her arms defensively and asked, “Why is everyone so angry? Why are you calling me a cheat?” Marcus furiously stepped forward with his expression of pure irritation. “You really don’t understand, do you, Cassie? We know everything. Everything you did to Bruce.” “Oh shit” Cassie stiffened, her face was pale. “What did I do to Bruce?” “Don't even try to pretend cos you suck at pretending!” “What the hell are you talking about? Are you gonna tell me or you'd keep yelling and insulting me.” Marcus angrily slammed his hand on the table, making Cassie flinch. “Don’t play dumb! You and your father framed Bruce and sent him to jail. You cheated him, manipulated him, and used him like he was nothing.” “What? You can't be serious,” Cassie straightened up as she tried to look like she didn't know what they were talking about. Her voice rose when she said “That’s not true! Bruce stole my father's money, and you have no proof otherwise.” “Shut the fuck up!” Marcus roared, his voice echoing in the room. “We’re done listening to your stupid lies. We’ve heard enough. We know the truth, Cassie.” Cassie’s jaw tightened as she glared at him, she knew he was angry but she couldn't let him keep talking to her like that. “Watch how you talk to me Marcus. I am still your boss, and you will show me respect.” “Boss?” Marcus smirked coldly. “You’re not our boss anymore. None of us are staying with you anymore. We’re resigning, effective immediately.” “Damn!” The words hit Cassie like a punch to the gut. “You can’t resign now, you can't do that,” she said, her voice faltering. “You all need me. This company needs me.” One of the other members, a woman in her early thirties, stood up. “No, Cassie. The company needed Bruce. He was the backbone of this Goddamned company. Without him, things have been falling apart. And now that we know what you did to him, none of us can trust you. We might all wake up one day and discover that you have double-crossed us too.” Cassie’s arrogance flared. “Double-cross you? Are you serious? I’ve done nothing but try to keep this company moving while you all sat back and did nothing.” “We did nothing?” We are the ones who kept doing the construction, following Bruce to work in the dirt, mud and even in the rain while you took all the money and bought fancy clothes for yourself.” “You're a terrible person Cassie.” Another said. “I have put a lot of money in this company.” Cassie said powerfully with veins stretching from her neck. “You can lie to yourself all you want, but we know the truth. This company has been failing ever since Bruce left. You might be able to fool yourself into thinking you can fix things, but we’re not sticking around to find out.” Cassie rose from her chair, at this point, she was very desperate but she tried to sound firm. “Listen, we can fix this. We can fight together and make the company stand again. We can bring it back.” “Fight together my foot!” Marcus shook his head, and his tone sounded like a final conclusion. “No, we can't fight together. Not with you leading us. You and your father destroyed the very foundation of this company, and it will never recover.” One by one, the members of the company began to stand, gathering their belongings and heading for the door. Cassie’s heart sank as she realized she was losing every single thing in her life while everything kept getting better for Bruce who she took for granted. She didn't want the remaining members of the company to leave so she called out, “Wait,” her voice was breaking. “Please. Don’t do this. Don’t leave.” But no one even cared to look back. The last sound she heard was the soft click of the door as it closed behind them. “Fuck!” Cassie stood frozen for a moment, staring at the empty room. Slowly, her knees buckled, and she fell to the floor. “What the hell is happening? Everything is falling apart!” Tears streamed down her face as sobs wracked her body. She had always thought she was invincible, that she could control everything and everyone, manipulate and use anyone as she liked. But now, she was alone, the weight of her actions were already crushing her in ways she didn't expect. And for the first time, she truly understood what it meant to lose. “I'm screwed for real!”Immediately after everyone left the room, Cassie knew it was all over for her company. She was weak and decided to fall slumped in her chair, the emptiness of the boardroom pressing down on her like a heavy weight. “What the fuck am I going to tell Dad? How am I going to explain that I couldn't even keep the workers together and they all just fucked off like that?” Tears stained her face, but she wiped them away furiously, refusing to wallow in self-pity. “Oh yes!” She quickly got an idea, a very nice idea to try and scam someone else into investing in her company. She searched and Reached for her phone, she scrolled through her contacts and stopped on a name she hadn’t called in a long time: Mr. Denzel, a man from a company her father had once wanted to partner with. “Denzel is some stupid fool and he should be very easy to convince into spending his money on this project.” She was even more confident because Denzel had made several attempts to befriend her and have sex with her
“Jesus Christ!” Cassie exclaimed, her voice trembling with disbelief and rage. It was hard to believe that her best friend Rikkie would be the one person who sneaks to sleep with her boyfriend. She took a step backward. Her anger was obvious and her hands clenched into fists as Jason and Rikkie tried to cover their naked bodies. Jason awkwardly reached for his jeans, fumbling in panic, while Rikkie snatched a blanket and wrapped it tightly around her boobs. “Cheaters! Both of you!” Cassie’s eyes darted between the two of them, her expression was just a complete storm of fury. Her voice cut through the tension like a knife. “What the hell is this Jason? Are you kidding me?” Jason stammered, he knew there was no explanation, but he had to give it a try. “Cassie, I can explain—” “Explain what?” she snapped, stepping closer. “The room smells of your fucking, there's two used condoms on the floor, both with your damn cum inside, and you want to explain shit to me?” Cassie’s hand flew
“Do you notice that Bruce looks very shy?” The boardroom buzzed with quiet murmurs as Jonathan stood at the head of the table, he adjusted his suit as he looked at everyone seated, commanding the attention of the entire room. Bruce sat to his right, with his expression very calm but tinged with curiosity. It was still new for him, being seated in very official environments like that. Deep down he wanted to be home already taking cereals. Jonathan had been waiting for a perfect moment to make an announcement and the moment finally came. Jonathan cleared his throat, and the room fell silent. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here today. This meeting isn’t just about business as usual. I have a very special announcement to make.” “I hope he doesn't want to get married again.” The workers exchanged glances and their interest piqued. Jonathan turned to his brother with a proud smile before continuing. “As many of you already know, Bruce is not just my brother, he’s family
“The best looking places are not always where we feel Comfortable.” Bruce said as he looked around the room with classic walls and very formal guests. He turned to his left and saw a lady smiling at him. It was obvious she was just forcing a smile and she could also tell that Bruce wasn't falling for that wack fake smile “Y'all don't like me in this family, so just stop pretending already.” He mumbled and turned away in disgust. The grand dining room of the Salvator estate was not just intimidating, it had become the worst place for Bruce to be at any time of the day. The Salvator family were his in-laws but he never loved spending time with them, “A bunch of arrogant creatures” he'd always call them. The room was filled with the sounds of low murmurs, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. Despite the splendor around him, Bruce couldn't wait to “get the fuck outta here.”He was already feeling out of place. “I don't belong here.” And It wasn’t the first time he felt this way. He t
“What the hell is going on here?” the voice of Bruce echoed through the walls. And Cassie immediately got off the man she was humping, adjusting her dress quickly as though it'll make Bruce forget what he just saw. “So this is what you've been doing? Huh? After everything I've done for you and your family, this is how you repay me? By sleeping with other men?” Bruce had always known she was doing something like this, but he didn't have evidence. “What have you done for my family?” Cassie snapped. “You did nothing for us. But we are the ones who helped you Bruce!” She added, while trying to zip up her gown from the back. “You said you helped me? You must be outta your mind!”“You're the fool who's outta your mind!” She raised her voice even more. Cassie’s friend also turned to Bruce, telling him “Oh yeah you're the dumb fool that I know in this family.”“Shut up you dirty whore! You know nothing but to sleep with men all around, not caring if they are married or not. And now you've
The smell of those prison walls was familiar. Bruce had definitely perceived that before. The walls smelt of betrayal! “Fuck! Here we go again. Thrown in prison just like my father who did nothing wrong.”Bruce couldn't believe Cassie and her father would do such a thing to him. He'd always known they really didn't love or care for him, but he didn't know their hearts were filled with so much evil, so much darkness that they would frame him up, send him to prison just to get rid of him. “I swear to God I'm gonna make them pay for everything they've done to me!” It was already one week since Bruce had been in prison and he found himself trying so hard to hold in his tears as he remembered the day Cassie walked in to see him behind bars, but only to present the divorce papers for him to sign. “Sign the damn papers you stupid thief! I can't be a wife to someone who steals money from my father's company.”“First of all, I'm not a thief and you know that y'all just framed me for this. S
It was already two years after serving his term and Bruce smiled casually as he shook hands with the police officer during his final hours in that God forsaken place “Mr Bruce Ortiz, you're now a free man. Try not to live a life of crime when you go out there.”“I can't even say I'm a changed man because I never was a bad man in the first place. I've spent two years in jail for a crime I never even committed.” As soon as Bruce took a step outside, the air immediately felt different. “This doesn't smell like that prison walls no more. This? This smells like freedom.” He couldn't help but crack a smile. Just when he was about to clean the dust on his shoulder, his phone buzzed in his pocket with a new message “I guess it's that Bitch Cassie tryna mock me. She must have heard I'm outta prison.” He reached for his phone in his back pocket but was puzzled with a message from a new number “and who might this be?” He clicked on the message with a curious finger “and what do they want from
Neighbors heard the gunshots and they immediately knew something was wrong. Rosa was a female Italian neighbor who lived with her dog after the death of her husband. Bruce was her favourite neighbour and she couldn't believe the shots came from his side of the big compound. She rushed to open the window, trying hard to see if she could spot someone in Bruce's house. “Is Bruce back from prison? Who the hell is in his house and why are they shooting?” She didn't know Bruce was back already. “Oh my God I gotta call 911” She rushed to get her phone and dialed a number. The shooter was cold and confident. “Rest in peace you big fool.” The assassin said to Bruce's body before kissing his pistol. “The problem with y'all is that you're all infected with a main character syndrome. You think this is some movie and you tryna be some kinda hero. All you had to do was beg me, and I might have let you live.” He said putting his pistol back where he'd removed it. He took out his phone from the bac