Camelia was scared when she woke up in a dark room. She could not tell where she was and she had no idea who the men that took her were.“Please release me,” she cried out, holding her purse so dearly. They had snatched her phone away from her and did not want her to be communicated with for a couple of days just as Marco had instructed. “What do you want from me?” She asked out loud, wondering what the problem was with them and why they had taken her in their space without saying a word to her.She was shaking with trepidation as she remembered how almost a year ago, Derek had held her in the same way.She wondered if it was Derek doing this. But then, she remembered that he was reportedly dead in Jail and had already been buried.“Please, tell me. Is it money that you want or you just want to keep me here against my will? I have a sick mother who needs my attention and I have my job too!”They still said nothing to her. They all chattered about other things, acting as though she wa
The day rolled by fast and Marcus and Marcos stayed in the office, one as the CEO and the other as the aspiring CEO who was willing to take over the business his brother had run for a few years and to throw his brother away into the streets with no penny.As much as Marcus was unhappy with Camelia not showing up, he was moved on with his day. He assumed that she probably needed a day off and did not care what was happening with her. Marco kept on stressing on how loose he was with her and how that has affected their work relationship.Marcus denied that and Marco said; “so, tell me why she would not show up at work and not even call you to let you know? Isn't that disrespectful?”Marcus was quiet. Whatever the case was, he did not want to discuss her further. “We may just have to focus on their job for now. I will go to see her later in the day.”Marco was taken aback by that statement.“Did you just say that you will go to her house to check up on her or I did not hear you correctly
Marcus and Marco were having a great time at the club where Marco took him to.It was a strippers club and he took his brother to the Vip section and paid for the number of hours they would be there.The strippers bounced their robust buttocks in front of Marco and Marcus, enticing them with their sexiness.Marcus seemed a bit laid back with them and was not hasty with touching them but Marco got into the game, rubbing their bodies and spraying money on them.He was a lady's man and he knew just how to make women feel wanted.“Have fun bro, this is how millionaires spend their money on busy week days.”Marcus laughed but shook his head, refusing to engage with the strippers.“I'd rather just be a spectator, watching from afar than do what you are doing. I cannot even imagine myself spraying my hard earned money on these ladies.”Marco frowned at him.“Okay then, so just watch me and then have the greatest time of our lives. Be our spectator.”Marco smiled at him with sarcasm and Marcu
Daybreak was many things for many people.For some, it was waking up in a small inn with no food and little cash, holding a Card that they could not use partly because they had no access to the card but mainly because they could not breach trust.Dawn for others meant waking up in a dank cell room with three men that they had never seen in their lives except for yesterday. They had meals served to them the day before but they blatantly refused to eat because they felt terribly sullen and pissed to eat a meal. They were left wondering why they were being held hostage by this particular group and what the group really wanted from them.Dawn for some others was walking into their office and being met with the presence of a strikingly beautiful lady whose eyes were fascinating and alluring. She had a glow in her face and her lips were curved in the most beautiful way.Her curves were intriguing and she had the most amazing sense of fashion.Dawn for some others was daunting, travelling th
Day 2 of working without CameliaMarcus stayed in his office, unwilling to let the new lady in. Her name is Mara and she is such a beauty, but remember, you cannot make the same mistake you made with Camelia, he thought to himself.Her eyes were alluring and he could not forget how they lit up when he asked her to tell him a little about herself.Just as Marco had promised, she was brilliant and outgoing and seemed to be more intentional than Camelia, at least than the Camelia of the last two weeks (according to the reports from his brother and the board).He sat in his chair, lifting his phone every now and then, hoping that Camelia would call to tell him why she had not shown up at work yet.No matter how much he tried to overlook it or act as though he was not bothered by her disappearance, he still felt that slight emptiness in his heart and he wished that she would just appear at the doorway.The doorway did open and he looked up with speed, hoping to see Camelia but Marco walked
A flashback.Many years ago, Theresa was found in the circle of Wealthy aristocrats but she was no Wealthy woman. She was there as a maid for one of the wealthiest homes in California.Her father was a poor farmer and her mother was a trader. As a matter of fact, it was reported that they could not feed their children and so, she was pushed to work as a maid in the home of one of the richest families in town.Years later, she got married to a middle class man, Stonia from Berlin. They met at an art exhibition and gave in to each other.This was how she birthed her first son.However, Lady Theresa was not settled with that. What she wanted so badly was to belong to the family of the wealthiest in the city.She fell back into the arms of the first son of the woman whom she had served many years ago.So, whilst she was still.married to Stonia, she maintained an illicit affair with him, doing things that are meant only for marriage with him and he was married but his wife had not given b
Camelia was still locked up. She woke up and found that her hair seemed ruffled up and the men were standing above her, waiting for her to stand up.She quickly pulled herself together and began to sob again.“My mother will be in search of me by now,” she pleaded. “Let me go home to my family,” she begged.“You are definitely returning today. We have been instructed to let you go because you have successfully done what was required of you.”This was the one who pointed a gun at her was speaking.She felt a pang of excitement and yet pain took over her when she remembered all that she had lost whilst she was locked away here.Just then, she heard her phone beep.She cast a doleful look at them, wondering if they would finally let her have her phone back.“That was my phone,” she whispered, fiddling with the hem of her blouse. “Can I atleast text my mother? Or maybe know who is on the text?”Without arguing, they handed her the phone and she took it with fear in her eyes.She opened th
The days that followed were for Marcus a curse. He could not wait to get over the hurtful things that he had heard Camelia say to him.Also, he had gotten busy with his new secretary, Mara and he was loving her presence. It seemed to soothe the pain and the betrayal that he felt. He thought about Camelia every now and then but not as intensely as he would have if Mara was not in the picture.He and Mara had gotten so comfortable with each other and even touched a few times.Meanwhile, his pain was about to resurrect when one evening, his brother returned from his field investigations and came to him at the dining room with an envelope.“What's up?” He had asked and Marcus simply nodded.“I have got a bit aif a bad news for you again and it has to do with Camelia.”Marcus squeezed his face.“I really do not think that I want to hear anything about her anymore, to be honest man. I am over her.”His voice was filled with pain and he was sad.Marco sat down beside him and still went on wi