Carl got on a train going to Orlando. From Orlando he would board the fantasma decker bus or double decker that will take him back to the mega Stardorn city back to his in-laws home He knows that no one is worried about him, but he is still married to the family and their home has become his home so he has to return.. A man on hood who sat some distance away from Carl brought out his phone and called a number; "Boss, I have my eyes on him, " with a low voice, he said. A voice stormed from the speaker of his iphone, "Where are you now..??" "We are in the blue train heading to Orlando train station, " the hooded man answered while relaxing on the seat with his other hand inside the pocket of his jacket. "Alright, do not take your eyes of him until you reach Orlando? His head is well paid for, we are going to send him back to be buried with his father! " The voice spoked dangerously and the hooded man smiled wickedly, The call ended and the hooded man stared a straight glance
Carl trembled terribly on the chair and fell to the ground out of fear of the murderous words from the hostile and unseen man behind him, "I don't want to die, please don't hurt me, I did nothing wrong, I'm begging you " those words could have been heard from his mouth if he didn't have the piece of cloth tied on his mouth that is preventing him from speaking.. Carl struggles to free himself and his whole body received an instant neutralizer as he felt a hot blow across his face directed towards his mouth. He could feel his lips had peeled off as it could fill in the air, and blood was gushing down to his jaw.. "Urrggh, urghhrhh.." he groaned in serious pain from the hard punch on his face, He could hardly breathe after that, "Pick this piece of shit up man " the powerful voice sounded like the man who had punched him hard on his face.. Carl felt the strong fists of the kidnapper pulling him and the chair upright from the ground roughly.. A hand grabbed his hair and pulled him
While caressing his face, Camila lean her face on Oliver's chest as he sat relaxing on his white sleeper chair in his office warming with air conditioner. Oliver Acevedes clicked his warm hands on Camila's smooth back and continually rubs her with warmth.. Both were busy cuddling themselves romantically as Camila puts her legs over Oliver's body, Oliver was enjoying every bit of the moment and the next thing he wanted was to make his move on Camila's body as he can't wait to undress her, Camila laid her head still on his chest, but as soon as she turned to face him, he instantly caught her lips in his mouth and dove in with his hot tongue to extract her mouthful of delicious vanilla saliva. "Uhnn.. Humm..umt.." the sound of a delicious smacking was loud across the office.. "Hoo.. Humm..you naughty.." After Oliver released her lips, Camila chuckles.. Observing the romantic look on his face, she goes ahead and gives him another round of french smacks, encloses his lips in her mout
Camila rubbed her wrist like it was itchy and closed the botton of her black suit on her wrist. "Who is that useless moron that has told her that I'm married?" In annoyance, she pondered. She raised her face and stared at the blue crystal eyes of the Lady Scarlett with confidence like she didn't care about what she has said.. Just as she had wanted; Oliver quickly intervened for her as he started to use his position as the CEO to exchange words with his stepsister despite she being one of the highest executives in the company. "I wondered if that is any of your business Scarlett.. " he relaxed his back on his office seat and dancing with his fingers paired to each other while he furrowed his brow. "Yeah, it is none of my business.. I know that, but what happens if her husband who might maybe be doing a lot of hardwork just for his adorable and beloved wife just to find out that she's flirting around with her idiotic boss.." said Scarlett, brazenly. Oliver delineated an angry exp
The days passed. No one realised that Carl has not been home for the past three days. Although Mr. Edgardo spend two days away from home with his grandkids as they had fun exploring the cities while the sons and daughters of the family were busy having dates and parties all over the City and sometimes they throw some fun party inside the mansion, but of course Carl is never going to be invited to the parties because he is soo poor and lives a wretched life of a servant in the Mansion.. They would rather not want to see his face anywhere around the mansion until their party is already over.. ** A bright new day has come and in the Chavez home it was clearly demonstrated as everyone were walking helter-skelter and the maids of the house were mostly the once stressed with their work. There was no minute that passes when any of their names would not be mentioned especially for the head-maid, Sara who is Madam Vincenta most favorite housemaid in the mansion. The morning was still as c
In her bedroom, Vincenta galumphed across the walls of the house before she trudge through the door of her chamber. She was already drunk after having a fun party with her opulent and classic friends.. Sara the maid was trying to prevent her from falling off her feet but each time she gets closer, she gets severely pinched on her skin by Madam Vincenta with her very long painted and sharp fingernails. She got a slight injury on her left wrist, so at some point, she could only distant herself a little and watch every of her bosses' steps. "Please, be careful Madam, " she said calmly, watching and trying to prevent her boss from hitting the edges of the door and other hard objects in her chamber. After Vincenta got inside her chamber, without hesitation, she hurried and flopped heavily on her chilly bed, spreading her arms over her bed like a bird spreading it's wings.. Maybe she was busy having a fantasy of being an actual bird from the sight of drunkenness.. "Ah
Vincenta slammed her palm on her forehead. With how heartless she is, she didn't even bother to think or ask about what happened from Julia's mouth. She was already against the young maid but was trying hard not to inflict another pain on her plastered face as she looked at her with disgust. Sara stood beside Madam Vincenta. When she saw the plasters on Julia's face, she smiled wickedly. "Now the circus of hatred has begun with her. That's what she gets for taking sides with that wretched son-in-law of the family," Jeering loathsomely in her mind, she cussed.. Julia was frightened still; she don't know what will happen if she brings her face up to look at her bosses face after hearing her slamming her palm on her head; her heart pounded heavily and little tears freely drip from her eyes as she writhe with her soft fingers.. With few steps, Vincenta walked towards her. "If not that I'm in quite a good mood right now, I'll not mind destroying your face with the sharp blades on my
Everyone's eyes were on the door. Mr. Edgardo waved his hand to Cali, one of his boys, to go ahead and find out who is at the door. But would Galo the gatekeeper allow a person who is not known to the family to enter inside the great Chavez mansion? No one appeared to be startled except for Vincenta who had a curious expression written on her face as she strictly fixed her gaze on the door as Cali quietly opened. Even with how much she trusted her network of criminal allies, she was still having a tinge of doubt about the success of her mission and that's why she has device another plan that would make it much easier to destroy Carl in the face of her husband. But at some point she became confident again; "That cretin is trapped. He cannot escape from those dangerous exterminators of mine, and today has already been set aside for his miserable demise. He won't ever survive and return ever again." Once more, she was consumed by malicious thoughts before she grew cool and smiled so