“Sit down please Peter” Alphonse pointed to an empty chair opposite his study for Peter to sit down.Peter meekly sat down in the chair like a child caught stealing sweets, his hands folded in his laps unsure of what the fate of his Job was.The main reason he kept all this hidden was because of his job and all was wavering at the moment, he was not sure how Alphonse felt about his sexuality.Alphonse sighed and folded his hands on the desk "please tell me all I need to know, when you are ready of course" Alphonse urged him as calm as he could.Peter looked around and then his hand fidgeted nervously before he cleared his throat, the old man did expect this day to come.“His name is Denver James” Peter started, "we met during one of Mr Jake's events. He spilled his drink on me and the rest they say is history" he shrugged and looked away."Am I going to loose my job?" Peter asked quickly."Depends on your answer, I have to find them satisfactory enough" Alphonse said, face still as st
The cars lined up in front of the hall and she was waiting for her assistant to show up. A knock rapped on the window of Mayor Carla Harris’s car and her head was raised up from the phone she was on. She smile neither did she show any signs of emotion as she looked at the disturbance. There, asking her to roll down her window was Alphonse Fischer, her opponent in the coming senatorial election. One part of her wanted to ignore him like they had both done but she decided against it. She promptly pressed on a button and the window beside her went down without a noise. Alphonse's eyes raked her from head to where his eya could reach inside the car before he nodded once simply. “Move aside” Alphonse said to her, urging her away from the window with his head. Carla looked ahead at the holdup and back at Alphonse, it was almost clearing up. “I leave in twenty” She said, not moving her eyes away from him. But Carina was not back yet, so she had enough of that twenty minutes but sh
It was raining heavily, the downpour lasted from early evening till late night and did not plan on stopping anytime soon, Alphonse sped his car into his driveway reminiscing on how the rain had spoilt his day and his plans for later.He had went to meet some of his godfathers and old friends of Jake, they had drinks and conversed about the elections and the plans they had for winning. It was educational for him because he learnt a lot, made ground plans on how to go about the senatorial election and made some connections he would need in the future, also using the time to make deals for work.The long day he had wanted to end Soothing 🌝♥️ getting flowers for Charlotte so he and her would talk over dinner, a plan Carina and Carla had ruined the other day with their package, and today the rain had ruined it also.As he drove to his porch, his headlights caught something or rather someone crouched on the steps, a very little human and from what he could assess, it was a woman out in t
Silence stretched as the whole room stared at him.“What’s so funny, you fat old pudge?” Vivian shot at Peter who had just been caught red handed laughing at the situation.Peter straightened his posture and cleared his throat before putting the towel on full display.“Pardon me ma’m. Here are some hot towels” he said and entered the study to give it to her, Vivian snatched the white materials out of his hands.She started to pat her hair dry as Peter moved to the side and Alphonse turned to the women.“Ladies, I believe we should all settle down and talk this out. This is all a misunderstanding that can be rearranged" Alphonse said."it can be, they're both not supposed to be here. The maid and that bitch" Vivian said, still drying her hair and talking absentmindedly and in a small voice but the whole room heard her.Alphonse groaned as she finished talking, Vivian was always up for a fight and was always rude in every situation until she had someone shut her up and he was about to d
Alphonse sat going through his phone, it was finally Wednesday and the day of his first public interview. The door to his dressing room opened and he was expecting Peter but the last person he expected entered the room and his eyes widened a bit before they frowned in confusion. “You came,” she said. Alphonse dropped his phone on the counter and angled his body to where she stood. “Hello Carla. It’s my interview, I have to be here. Question is, why are you here?” He asked her, his hand on his chin. Carla shrugged and came closer to him. “To support you” she simply said as she reached him. Alphonse could not believe it and only wondered as his hand still ran across the stubble on his chin. “Or sabotage” he said. Carla tutted a bit before smiling, her eyes on his, never leaving it for a bit even as she talked. “Oh, honey. I would never do that to you.” She paused and played with her eyes “Maybe” she said with a chuckle as she joked. Alphonse laughed with her and folded his h
Alphonse was enjoying his breakfast and morning coffee some few days after the interview incident when trouble as usual came knocking on his doorstep. This time not in the form of his ex wife Vivian, who the last time chose to stay drenched in the rain waiting for him, fought with the two other women in his life and stayed the night only to wake up in the middle of the night and ask to sleep in his bed. Peter not only stopped her after he Alphonse refused to grant her such a wish, the old man finally broke character with her and threatened to throw her out in the middle of the night if she did not stop misbehaving and went back to her room. She woke up the next morning, insisted on Charlotte serving her breakfast in bed so she could insult the innocent girl further and then forced Alphonse to drive her to work so she could arrive at work in the boss's car and flaunt it in front of everybody before walking to her office. Everyone already knew how skilled she was in jumping from one
"You smoke?" Alphonse said from the shadows of the hanging flowers and bushes where he sat waiting for Carla to come home. He had not waited long and found his way to her balcony to wait for her, it was late and getting dark and he had told her house butler not to inform her he was coming since she was already expecting him which was a total lie. Truly Carla had come home Unsuspecting of the stranger sitting in her home, she promptly took off her shoes and her jacket, her trousers followed so she was only in her underwear and her camisole which also served as a singlet. She rummaged through her drawer and got out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, getting herself a bottle of water and a blanket, also before turning off the lights in her balcony and dragging a chair with her to sit down there and smoke. She had just lit up the nicotine packed stick and took two or more puffs while Alphonse watched her, waiting for when to reveal himself since turning off the lights also aided in c
“Hello Harris, you look splendid today” Alphonse came out of an office to match the fast paced walking steps of Carla as she hurried with a pile of files to her office. She looked really busy and occupied today and as soon as Alphonse talked she opened the folder and started going through the papers. “What do you want Mr. Fischer and what are you doing here?” Carla asked without sparing him as much as a glance. Alphonse shrugged, carefree and giddy with news to spill today. He had spent his night with Denver digging for information on every aspect of her life and today he was here with very interesting information that she might be interested in. “Nothing much, came here to say hi. Check up on my old friend and my opponent in the election” Alphonse said as they hurried down the hallway filled with the busy people planning her campaign moves. Carla huffed in annoyance, she still had not forgotten the stunt he pulled the other day in her house. “You should not be here” Carla said,