Mr. Davies's povHow dare she question my words? Or what do I do? Here am I, offering her all that information for nothing and the least I expected her to say was, "thank you" not try to question my conscience or something. What was she trying to do? Question my mind? Make me feel guilty? Huh, she was dreaming."Calm down, calm down" were the only words I kept muttering to myself. What was she? A saint? "Bullshit" I cursed under my breath.I had set up a meeting for today with Gonzalez. This was the day I had set to take someone off the list. I checked with the driver to see if he had any family and he did. I would make sure that they were well taken care of. The photojournalist, I will handle her very much later. For now, I had more important things to do.I went into the bathroom humming Drake's "Too sexy" featuring Future. "Too sexy for this shit.." I continued thinking of what to wear today. I had to dress to kill as I was indeed going to kill. "Mr. Davies, we are seated and w
Anonymous pov"All I am saying boss is that this investigation should continue with everyone else and not just be be given to one person to handle". At this point, I could see that all that I was saying did not make a shit sense to the boss as he got more furious as I talked. It was like I vexed him all the time that I talked so I decided to shut it and accept my fate because he had given me a look that said "I do not care about what you have to say" look."Why would you betray me, dawg? I have done almost everything for you. What have I not done for you? Give you my life? I gave you a job, I pay you well. God damn it, I even gave you a house. Do you know how much I hate people who stab me in the back and you do the same? But, I am afraid that has to end today. Rest assured your family will be well taken care of, that I promise because unlike you I am a very much responsible man" he finished and I knew that was the end of me.I thought of my wife and kids, how my wife had always told
Anonymous pov"What do you think we should do about her?" He had asked"I had an idea that might not be a good one," I said wondering if it was worth the try."Let us hear it" he obliged"How about we tell her husband has been kidnapped?" I said feeling stupid about the idea"I do not understand. We are trying to keep this woman off of our backs and you can only suggest that we will tell her husband has been kidnapped?""Yes, and those who kidnapped him are very dangerous people and are after the rest of his family so she has to leave the country. And we can book a flight for her and all her children very easily. Keep them on an island somewhere and make sure that they are well provided for. That way, she would forget about him. Will take time but she will get over it eventually?" I said assuring him"What about him?""And by him, you mean him?""Yes we have to do it tonight, get this all wrapped up and finished.""Listen, if you want I could do it for you""Do not bother. I will do
Natasha's povGonzalez must have gotten tired of the cold attitude I was giving him these days. Just yesterday, he had said that it was childish of me to continue to hold a grudge over something he said. I do not like the silence too, I miss him, his touch, his hug, I miss everything about him. It is just that every time I remember what he said and how he said it, it still hits me. Each time, it is like it even gets worse. He came to me this morning and said, "I am sorry if my words hurt you, it was not and is not my intention. I would never want to just hurt you, you know that. Sorry for upsetting you, my love" he finished with a smile and was hoping to get one in return too. "I am not upset that you do not agree with me or your choice of words; I am upset that whenever you do disagree with me, your tone is condescending and you minimize my opinion. To disagree is understandable... but to disregard my feelings and act as if my opinion does not matter is unacceptable." I gave in ret
Anonymous povI could not understand him no matter how I tried. He was very impossible to read or play. As far as I know, he had never had his heart broken before. So, I could not fathom why the walls he had built for himself and the thick skin he had developed, all in a bid to protect himself from love. I only hope he does find love later, I believe that it would change him."At a point, I did not believe in love too. After what happened with you know who, I must have promised myself to avoid love at all costs" I said trying to give him my dose of motivational advice. He scoffs and says "what do you think you are doing, helping me? I do not need it, we have better things to discuss. Who is she by the way?" He asked"Oh, do not worry about that. I am sure you will meet her soon""Whoever it is, is a very lucky woman""And I, a lucky man" we both burst into laughter "I trust you on that. It is very bad to have traitors amongst us. Without such a traitor, we can only think of success
Natasha's pov (The Gonzalez's Family Home) "Babe? Babe!" I called out. His phone had been ringing and he was nowhere to be found "Honey, what is it?" He asked walking in, barely covered and had foam in the greater part of his body, he must have rushed from the bathroom and I burst out laughing. "Is this funny? Do I look funny to you?" He asked and joined in the laughter "What is so important that you had to scream my name like that?" He asked "Your phone has been ringing and I know how much you hate having to miss your calls" I noted "Yes, ma'am. I will check it only when I am done bathing" he answered and walked back to the bathroom The baby had kicked, perhaps in laughter too at his daddy's funny face. I had not told Gonzalez yet, I wanted it to be a surprise. When do I tell me that he would be having a son? Perhaps when I can get the contract, the one thing I desperately needed. "You alright?" He asked when he was done "Yeah, why?" I asked "You look like you are hiding s
Willa's pov"I have told you and your girls, times without a number, do not call me Willow. My name is Willa and not Willow" I said trying to control myself"How dare you talk back at me? What are you? Who are you? Imagine this bastard, daughter of a nobody, ..." I had silenced her with a slap before she finished. This time, I put all the anger in me into it. She was going to learn to never speak to me in that manner again, never disrespectfully, ever again, this I would make sure of. I took her by the collar and pinned her to a wall, only then did I begin to land karate kicks to her tummy muttering the words, "next time you see me, pass the other way."I turned to her friends and said, "anyone has something to say?" No one said anything, all her friends moved back and watched her groaning in pain and could not do anything, "I thought as much. You all are chickens, anyone else ever talks shit to me or about me will get twice as much as what she git today" I said pointing to every on
Willa's povI have seen my dad this way, he admitted that he was wrong or agrees with me on anything at all. This was shocking, I do hope that I was not having one of those silly dreams I usually have when I sleep.A few seconds passed and I knew this was real, my dad was to see things my way. Was this what it required? A fight? Why did I not think of this earlier? "Dad, are you sure about this?" I asked when I finally found my voice and the right words would not come. "Yes, I am more than serious. You should know by now when I am serious and when I am not" he said "I do not want to leave the school because of that girl, she would think I bowed to her and she would go round telling the whole school that I was expelled because I laid my hands on her, I would not let that happen. She would only use the opportunity to bully other students like myself who have decided to take the silent route" I said reasonably"I am impressed that you think of it that way but that should not be our ma