After what felt like eternity,Dave finally got back to the office and laid his head tirelessly on the desk.
The boss,who was always fond of insulting Dave, came out of his office and threw Dave's monthly salary at him.He stared at him with a smirk and cleared his throat."Take this to hold your breath; I've noticed that you're not active with the delivery work. I do not want to see you near my company again.""But sir..." "Shhhhhh, shut up before I take the money back from you." The manager interrupted Dave's speech and asked him to leave."100$?" Dave screamed and looked at the money. "How much do you think I could give?" The manager shouted at him with a snarl. "At least half the payment will be okay; this is not enough." Dave said it in a worried way and took a look at the money in his hands one more time. "This is the last time I'm saying this. Get lost from my sight.". The manager yelled at Dave, and he walked away with the 10 dollars in his hands.He had been delivering items from door to door since the morning, and that was the only work he could do to get something for himself. Today happens to be Amelia's 30th birthday, and the Smith family was going to get a high guest, which Dave was never to be classified under. Upon noticing this, Dave decided to surprise Amelia and her family by getting her something adorable. The money he held in his hands discouraged him, but he still managed to get something for his wife. "I hope this makes her happy because this is all I could earn to buy something for my wife." Dave murmured to himself, and with his tattered clothes,he adjusted himself and walked briskly on the streets of Madrid back to his mother-in-law's house. The laughter and noise that were heard from the building made Dave realize that the birthday party had already started. Dave hurried with his footsteps and barged into the second entrance to his room when he met his mother-in-law standing with a stern look. Mom, please, can you give me space so I can pass?" Madam Charlotte's face twisted into a mask of fury, her eyes narrowing. "How dare you speak to me like that, you insolent little worm!" Dave straightened his posture; his voice was firm. "I may be small in stature, but I refuse to let anyone belittle me anymore. I deserve to be treated as a human being, with dignity and kindness." Madam Charlotte's fury intensified, her voice sharp as a blade. "You will pay for your defiance, mark my words. You'll regret crossing me." With that, Dave stood tall, a flicker of defiance burning in his eyes. He held his ground, refusing to be broken by the insults and mistreatment any longer. The room was heavy with tension, with the repercussions of Dave's boldness hanging in the air. "Make sure you wash the dishes before you get to the room. I don't want to see the kitchen in a mess". Madam Charlotte said angrily. Dave nodded in vain, and as he was about to take his third step, Madam Charlotte called him back with a yell. "Call my daughter for me; I have something important to discuss with her. You may leave now." She added a smirk, taking a deep breath as she turned back to her guests. Dave had no choice but to obey every instruction because he needed money to pay his dad's hospital bills. As he approached their room door, he instinctively dashed into the room to find Amelia's tongue buried in the mouth of another man in a passionate kiss, a man that he had never seen before. "What is going on here?" He asked, seething with rage. What he was seeing pierced his heart like a sharp knife. Amelia disentangled herself from the man immediately after she heard his voice, but there was not an ounce of remorse in her expression. "What does it look like?" She asked him rhetorically. Dave was taken aback. He was supposed to be the angry one here, and she was supposed to sound remorseful. "I'm having fun with my man!" She yelled. Dave stood there stunned and watched his wife, who was comfortable and not ashamed. "How could you do this when we are married?" He questioned Amelia while twisting his lips. "Dave,you're not the one to tell me what to do; bedside, you don't cater for me.'' Amelia said this with a smirk and turned back to Nelson on the bed. "Amelia I'm your husband. I don't have enough, but at least I've got something to wish you this time." "Oh! Cut that crap. You are just a servant here, not my husband," Amelia shot back angrily. Dave caught her arm tightly in anger and tried to pull her away from Nelson. "You are a shameless human with no dignity." He clenched his teeth and was furious that his respect and love for his wife had been turned into disgust and hatred. Amelia raised her hand and landed a tight slap on Dave's face. "How dare you disrespect me? Don't forget you are feeding on our leftover foods." She flared her nostrils and pushed Dave away from her. "Oh baby! Please calm down," Nelson said, rubbing Amelia's back in front of Dave's face. He was enjoying the insults that Dave was getting from Amelia. "I'm here to cheer you up," Nelson said, kissing her on the lips. He turned his face toward Dave with an evil smirk. "Come on, man, You are a useless husband that can't satisfy his wife, neither with her needs nor with your own." I am the man she wants to touch her body and complete her desires," Nelson mocked Dave while boasting himself. "Yes baby. You are right," Amelia said, biting her lips seductively. Dave listened to the hurtful words and stared at the gift he was about to present to Amelia. "Just get lost from here now. Don't forget to lock the door," Nelson chuckled. He couldn't hold back from Amelia's invitation, so he continued to do what he felt like doing. Dave couldn't control his anger. Without uttering an additional word, he dashed out of the room after slamming the door. Feeling a mix of anger, betrayal, and heartbreak, Dave stormed off to his place, needing a moment to process the shock of what he had just witnessed. Dave could hear the faint sounds of laughter and conversation coming from the living room. It seemed that the party his mother-in-law was hosting was still in full swing. The weight of his father's medical bills still pressed heavily on him, but at that moment, all he could focus on was the pain in his heart. He replayed the scene over and over in his mind, the image of his wife with another man searing into his memory. The realization that his marriage was built on lies and deception shattered him. He had been living behind a facade, oblivious to the truth that lay behind closed doors. As the sounds of the party downstairs continued to drift into his room, Dave couldn't help but feel a surge of anger toward his mother-in-law. Madam Charlotte's callousness and lack of consideration for his feelings had only added insult to injury. He wondered how long she had known about her daughter's infidelity and if she had played any part in it. "Where am I even going to live? I have nowhere to go." Dave muttered to himself when he considered leaving the house and finding somewhere else to stay. As he walked out of the living room,he stared at the package he had wanted to present to Amelia and dumped it in the bin. He breathed into his pounded heart and dashed into the living hall when Madam Charlotte called out his name. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Please kindly read my book and comment,follow up for more and kindly share it to others to read .Thank you.Chapter two"You called me Mom." Dave said it in a polite way and stood behind Madam Charlotte's chair."You better get out of my sight and get yourself busy in the kitchen." Madam Charlotte yelled, and Dave stared at her in a confused way. Was he not done with what he was supposed to do?"I guess you're now mature enough to keep standing there after my mom tells you to leave her sight". Emily, Madame Charlotte's elder daughter, retorted.With trembling hands and a heavy heart, Dave made his way back to the kitchen until he felt like getting back to Amelia's room.As he entered the room, the sight before him shattered what little hope remained. There they were, still in bed together, Amelia and the man. A pang of disrespect pierced his chest, and anger mixed with hurt surged through his veins again.Nelson, oblivious to the pain he had caused, began to mock and laugh at Dave again. The laughter echoed in his ears, a cruel symphony of his shattered dreams and broken trust."I thought th
Chapter three"Better get something and do it as a man, or else your dad is going to lose his life."Those words kept creeping into Dave's mind.Dave stood outside the jewelry shop, clutching the special watch that his father had given him.He felt a mix of sadness and desperation as he contemplated parting with the cherished gift.His father's hospital bills had been piling up, and they had reached a point where he had no choice but to sell the watch to cover the expenses."I can't afford to lose my dad."He muttered to himself and walked towards the jewelry shop.With a heavy heart, Dave entered the shop, the doorbell chiming softly as he stepped inside.The jeweler behind the counter looked up from his work, his eyes narrowing as he saw the watch in Dave's hand. Something seemed amiss."Good afternoon, sir," Dave said, trying to maintain a calm demeanor despite the nerves that were tightening his stomach. "I would like to inquire about selling this watch."The jeweler's eyes darted
Chapter 4"5000 million dollars?"Dave said stunningly."You're a rich young man.I think you can pay for your caretaker's hospital bill now."The shopkeeper said with a beam."Yes, that's where I'm heading too, and afterward, I will meet my real Dad."As Dave and the shopkeeper made their way through the streets, a few individuals couldn't resist the urge to voice their judgment. Mocking comments and sneers followed them, questioning why the shopkeeper would associate himself with someone dressed in tattered clothes like Dave. "Why are people staring at me? Did I do something wrong?"Dave muttered to himself.Their words echoed in the air, creating a momentary cloud of discomfort. Dave, however, remained undeterred by their taunts.Turning to the shopkeeper, Dave offered a reassuring smile. "Ignore their comments, my friend," he said softly. "Let their words pass by like the wind. We know the truth of who we are and what we stand for."Amidst the mocking comments, a young woman appro
Dave took a deep breath, preparing himself to respond to his ex-wife's cutting remark. He was about to assert that he wasn't a sweeper and that he had every right to be in the expensive hotel when an unwelcome interruption occurred.His ex-wife's husband strode over to the table, wearing a smug expression that signaled trouble."Well, well, well, what do we have here?" The boyfriend sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "How did you manage to sneak your way into this fancy hotel, Dave? If you're here, you must be a worker, right? Maybe a janitor or a doorman?""Is that not poor Dave? The one my angel was once married to?"Yes, that's him. Good for nothing, man."Nelson said this and laughed."Remember respect, please? Dave said.How can I respect someone who can't even bother to dress appropriately for a fancy hotel?His ex-wife joined in, adding her own mocking tone to the chorus. "Oh, absolutely! I heard they were hiring sweepers, and who better than you, Dave? You always excell
"Get to the table and arrest that silly man over there." The manager commanded, and the guards walked angrily to Dave's table.Dave felt the weight of the situation as he stood surrounded by guards, their stern expressions making him feel trapped. The manager approached him, his face filled with skepticism and suspicion."Is it true that you can't afford the wine you bought? Are you faking it out here?"Dave's face flushed with indignation at the accusation. He took a deep breath and looked the manager straight in the eyes."Young man,who allowed you in here?". The manager shouted at him."Waiter ,"Waiter! He yelled again, "Yes, boss,the waiter came quickly without wasting time."Why did you allow a beggar in here?" Are you giving him the wine for free?"The manager shouted at the waiter, and he stood there in a confused way."This man is here to fake things; just look at him and see if he can afford this wine.""That's not true at all. I can pay the bills. I'm not faking anything."Th
"Liar, just pay and stop the noise, Dave". As Nelson continued his mockery, his voice dripping with disdain and contempt, Dave felt a surge of anger rise within him.How could someone be so callous and cruel? Nelson's words cut deep, but he refused to let them break his spirit.Meanwhile, the manager, who had been observing the unfolding events with growing curiosity, couldn't believe his eyes when Dave revealed the black diamond card."Oh my goodness,the black diamond?"The manager stunningly said that his initial skepticism vanished,replaced by sheer astonishment."This was no ordinary card; it was a symbol of immense power and influence, a card that only the president's family possessed."The manger said!Nelson, oblivious to the significance of the card, commanded the guards to beat Dave.But before they could carry out his orders, the manager intervened, his voice filled with authority and a hint of anger."Beat that stupid man to death, guards. What are you waiting for?"."Enough
"How dare you, manager!" Nelson spat, his face contorted with rage. "You think you can defy me? I will make sure you pay for this!"The manager, though shaken by Nelson's threatening demeanor, stood his ground, refusing to cower before the belligerent man."I won't be intimidated, Nelson," the manager responded, his voice laced with a hint of defiance."You may have influence, but I have integrity. I will protect my staff and uphold the dignity of this establishment."Dave, taking in the escalating tension, felt a surge of determination within him. He knew that Nelson's fury was directed not only at the manager but also at him."The black diamond card isa symbol of power, Dave is the president's son, as he said.The manager added. He was trying to let Nelson humble himself, but he wasn't ready for that.Unfazed by Nelson's threats, Dave calmly spoke, his voice steady and resolute."Nelson, your obsession with power and destruction won't get you anywhere. The president's party tonight
"We have security personnel positioned strategically throughout the premises," the manager explained. "They are aware of Nelson's presence and will be on high alert. Our priority is the safety and well-being of everyone attending the party."Dave nodded, appreciating the manager's proactive approach. He knew that they had to be prepared for any situation that might arise. With the manager's guidance, Dave formulated a plan to subtly gather evidence against Nelson and his connections, intending to expose their illegal activities.As the evening descended, guests began to fill the ballroom, adorned in their finest attire. Dave mingled with the crowd, engaging in conversations and forging connections. He strategically positioned himself to observe Nelson, who seemed determined to make his presence known.Dave caught glimpses of the beautiful girl, Alice, whom he had encountered earlier. He observed her interacting with various influential individuals, showcasing her intelligence and
The courthouse was abuzz with anticipation as people from all walks of life gathered outside its imposing doors. Murmurs of curiosity and hushed conversations filled the air, creating an atmosphere of tension and intrigue. It was a day that had been marked on the calendars of many, a day when the fate of two individuals would be decided within the hallowed halls of justice.Ethan and Nelson's case had gripped the collective consciousness of the community. The charges they faced were serious, their alleged crimes sending shockwaves through the town. As the crowd congregated, they were bound by a common thread of curiosity, anxiety, and fear, united in their quest for answers.The courthouse doors swung open, and a wave of hushed anticipation swept through the gathered throng. The onlookers, a diverse group representing a cross-section of the community, prepared to enter the court quietly, understanding the solemnity of the occasion.Among them, there were concerned citizens who had fol
Juliet stood in the shadowy corner of a dimly lit room, her eyes fixed on a flickering candle that cast eerie shapes on the ancient tapestries that adorned the walls. Her lips moved soundlessly as she muttered to herself, a secret smile playing at the corners of her mouth."Finally," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "Alice has stepped into the good shoes of Dave." The words hung in the air like a long-awaited victory, and Juliet's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.For too long, Alice had been overshadowed by the oppressive influence of Madam Charlotte and her conniving family. They had wielded power like a weapon, manipulating the strings of politics with a cold and calculating hand. But now, the tables had turned, and Juliet relished the sweet taste of revenge."Finally," she continued, her voice growing stronger, "wicked Madam Charlotte and her family are no longer going to act foolish again." The words were a declaration of her triumph, a testament to the resilience of the hu
Madrid had been through turbulent times, marred by the nefarious actions of Alexander Cromwell, a criminal mastermind who had terrorized its streets for far too long. But today marked a turning point, a moment when the city could finally breathe easy.The capture of Alexander Cromwell had been a relentless pursuit, led by the dedicated efforts of Inspector Ava Abs and her team.They had tirelessly worked to dismantle Cromwell's criminal empire, pursuing leads, gathering evidence, and staying one step ahead of the elusive criminal.It had been a challenging journey, one filled with danger and uncertainty, but their unwavering commitment had paid off.As news of Cromwell's capture spread through Madrid, the city erupted in a collective sigh of relief.People gathered in the streets, celebrating the end of a dark chapter in their history. The apprehension of this criminal mastermind meant that the city could finally begin to heal and rebuild.Madam Charlotte, another notorious figure in
The sun was just beginning to cast its warm glow over Oakridge Penitentiary as Officer James arrived for his morning shift. He had been a dedicated enforcer of the prison's rules for years, known for his sharp instincts and an unyielding commitment to maintaining order. Little did he know that this particular morning would set the stage for a series of events that would test his skills and determination to the fullest.Officer James parked his patrol car in the familiar spot, a few yards away from the imposing prison gates. As he stepped out of his vehicle, he couldn't help but notice the stillness in the air. It was an eerily quiet morning, a stark contrast to the usual commotion that greeted him upon arrival. He had a nagging feeling that something was amiss.Just as he was about to dismiss his unease as mere paranoia, his phone chimed with a message notification. He retrieved his phone from his pocket, and the message was from Dave, a fellow officer known for his reliability and di
The night was frigid, and a thick blanket of snow had draped itself over the city like a shroud. The bitter cold seeped through every crack and crevice, invading even the most well-insulated buildings. In a dimly lit penthouse high above the city, Alexander Cromwell sat hunched over his laptop, engrossed in his work.Cromwell's penthouse was a testament to his wealth and power. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city below, but on this frigid night, they were shrouded in darkness, the glass covered in a thin layer of frost. Despite the luxurious surroundings, the biting cold seemed to penetrate everything.He sat at a massive glass-and-steel desk, fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced precision. His sharp mind was always in motion, orchestrating the intricate maneuvers of his empire. He was a man who thrived in the shadows, where the cold and calculating thrived.The room was bathed in the soft glow of multiple computer screens, casting eerie shadows
Dave grumbles as he stands up to stretch his body. He had a long night, but he knows he can't afford to be late for his meeting with Ava and the President. He made sure to dress appropriately, wearing his best suit and shining his black leather shoes. He checks himself in the mirror, and he looks presentable.He proceeds out of his house, and the sun's rays are already shining bright. Dave tugs his navy blue blazer and heads to his car. However, he cannot shake off the looming feeling that he has forgotten something. He frantically checks his pockets, but he can't seem to find it.Suddenly, his phone vibrates. He takes it out of his pocket, and the screen displays three missed calls from Ava. He lets out a groan, realizing that he had set it on silent last night and forgotten to turn it back on. Dave quickly rushes to dial Ava's number."Good morning, Inspector," Dave says as soon as the call connects."Good morning, Dave. I tried calling you several times. I'm waiting in front of the
Madam Charlotte bit her lip, her doubts still gnawing at her. "I need more reassurance. I need to know who is behind this company, who I'm dealing with."There was a prolonged silence on the line before Mr. Cromwell finally spoke, his voice dripping with menace. "You ask too many questions, Madam Charlotte. Curiosity can be a dangerous trait. Remember our agreement: you'll do whatever it takes."Madam Charlotte's heart sank as the weight of her decisions pressed upon her. She had ventured too far into the shadows, and now she feared that there was no way out. Her desperation had blinded her to the risks, and she had willingly entered into a dangerous game orchestrated by Mr. Cromwell.The call ended, leaving Madam Charlotte with a sinking feeling of dread. She knew that her family's fate was now tied to a web of deceit and criminality. The illusory wealth she had pursued had become a prison of her own making, and she couldn't escape the realization that she had fallen deeper into the a
That's the spirit, Amelia! You have a lot to offer, and you don't need to resort to gimmicks or stereotypes to get Dave's attention. Just be yourself, and let him see the real you. I'm sure he'll appreciate it."Amelia felt a sense of gratitude and relief, knowing that she now had a plan and a perspective. She thanked her mother and left her office, feeling a renewed sense of confidence and excitement.Over the next hours, Amelia worked on her seduction strategy, using her mother's advice and her own ingenuity. She started reading more books, listening to more music, and exploring more hobbies, all with the goal of impressing Dave and connecting with him on a deeper level.She also started dressing differently, not to be more provocative, but to be more expressive of her own style and personality. She wore colorful dresses, quirky accessories, and bold makeup, all with a touch of elegance and grace. She didn't want to look like a teenager or a seductress; she wanted to look like a woma
Maria had spent another grueling day at work, her body weary and her face pale from exhaustion. The clock had struck five, signaling the end of her shift, and she could finally leave the office behind. She trudged out to the parking lot, her footsteps heavy with fatigue, and climbed into her car. The engine roared to life, and she pulled out of the parking space, ready to return to the solace of her home.As she navigated the congested streets of the city, Maria couldn't help but replay the events of the day in her mind. The endless meetings, the demanding deadlines, and the never-ending stream of emails had taken their toll on her. She had given her all, as she always did, but it seemed like the demands of her job were never-ending.Traffic was a nightmare, and Maria could feel her tension levels rising with every passing minute. The honking horns, impatient drivers, and constant gridlock only added to her stress. She longed for the calm and quiet of her home, where she could finally