"Why is Sir. Arias mopping the floor for you Oliver? What happened to the maids?" Scarlett voice engulf with astonishment when she noticed the elderly man perspiring in an area with complete air conditioning. It was easy for anybody to easily see the substantial brown stain on his white chef's apron. She was taken aback by that because Arias was never a culinary staff member at the Castle. Did he simply wear a chef apron just to deliver coffee to Oliver.?! She thought... Oliver became irate; "Is Arias not a part of the servants of this Castle? Or does he have another work in this place aside from serving his boss the way he is supposed to in any fucking way he is being ordered?" "...I am the boss in this house after our father. Whatever I do or whomever I command is my business and every person living in this Castle must accept it whether he or she likes it or not and that includes you Scarlett!" He gibed with pride, reminding Scarlett that he is above her in the family as the onl
"You are soo inconsiderate Oliver. You cannot disobey father's order. He didn't beg you remember! You have a responsibility from him, and you must fulfill it. Scarlett retaliated in response to Oliver's demand. Even still, she did not find it surprising to hear that from him. She was actually expecting to hear that, but she still opted to listen. "So you can't do me just this small favor huhn? ..Pamela here can handle the affairs of the corporation for today, it's not that difficult," said Oliver trying to convince Scarlett not seeming to understand her disdain for his request. "Just only for today, and after today there would be no issue between us anymore. Don't worry about the responsibilities, Pamela can get help from the other executives.. Father will not know about it, I promise, " Oliver said thinking he would be able to convince Scarlett. Pamela already fixed her interest in the discussion when she heard what her brother said about her managing the affair of the corporati
A loud rave of music was hitting the glasses of the neighborhood. From outside the Chavez Mansion, a lot of shinning bright lights with different colors sparked all around from inside the residence to the environment. "Whoooaa.." Party screams clamoured audible around in the vicinity. A lot of cars could be seen arranged at the front of the Mansion and even outside the gate as there were no more space inside the Chavez residence to pack them. The entire place was lively and some group of young classy looking men on white and black suit with decent high-class hairstyles, glittering black shoes and expensive gold wristwatches could be seen holding glass of wines while chilling and having fun conversations amongst themselves. A lot of security were hired including some group of patrols to secure the place even when the estate has a 100% maximum security system. "Pom! Pom!! " Jeeps were horning as more still troop in inside the residence for the big party until there was no more space
Julia immediately went on her knees, begging for forgiveness from Miss. Camila's boss, Oliver. "Sir, I'm sorry. I was just saying.. " "You were just saying what?" Oliver growled violently as he abruptly interrupted.. Julia slapped her mouth with her hand and her lips zipped like it was glued together. She sank inside her body, afraid to look up. The worse of it is that Camila herself showed up and will definitely want to make her pay for what she has said. "You cunning slut! Since you hate to see me together with your Lady, then you have no business living and working in this Mansion because I'll continue to come here more often than ever and you'll continue to see me doing things with her and there's nothing that poor and broke ass can do about it!" Voiced Oliver with despair written on his face. Julia's voice shook, she have to keep apologizing hoping he would forgive her as her work in the Chavez Mansion is currently at stake. "Please forgive Mr. Oliver.." with a fragile voi
"Ooch, Ahh... Don't Stop.." words driven from the pleasure of throbbing orgasm sounded from Camila's apartment. The Party was over by 3 A.M in the dark morning and there were reserved bedroom prepared for the guests that would spend the night in the Mansion after the party. ... "OMG... Damn that is my sister in there, give it to him all round, different styles, hit em' hard. " a lady dressed in purple robe who after sneakily placing her head on Camila's door, said with a glow in her eyes and after a wide gape ensured. "Ooowf.. Yummy.." she slide her tongue over her lips as she felt a sexual urge immediately. Outside Camila's apartment was soo dark even when the entire Mansion was still significantly don with bright lights and every single bulb lights were working perfectly. But in most cases when lights were turned off right from the outside of a chamber to inside the chamber, it means something romantic, sexual and hot was about to go down. Vivian sniffed some air and after much
**[On the Night of the Anniversary] The sound of heavy guns pulling the trigger was accompanied by raucous laughing. Carl's heart began to race with each metallic clatter. It's about time, "Ahh.. Haa!!". It's time to hand him over to death. We had been waiting for this for good damned 48 hours! Immediately after the door to the pitch-black torture room opened suddenly, a terrifyingly strong voice stormed. Carl though wondered how he was able to survive without seeing the broad daylight for more that 48 hours, thus living in pure darkness which left him no choice but to adapt. The blindfold use to lock his vision were change twice only at midnight. And every single night Carl kept on having horrible nightmares that later seemed to be his actual reality. Since being captured, he hasn't had a single bath, he could only taste rotten food and filled his drenched tongue with tainted water that tastes like piss. That was his only option to survive from
....... "Brothers, let's not draw any hasty conclusions... I've known Carl for a very long time and I have known him to be very strong and unyielding. No matter the torment he cannot possibly give up hope. Maybe it was his prayers that must have brought us here in the first place! The hope he has built and trusted to save his life.." Matt yelled as he clung to his gun showing no effort for any form of weakness. Since the rain kept Increasing, the sole option and significantly preferable spot for the three friends to seek shelter is under the shady tree behind them. After they have gone under the tree, Dante who was freezing from the ghast cold of the downpour paused and stared on the floor with high degree as he commiserated for the lost of Pa Izan. How would someone kill Carl's father and wants to murder him too? Who could be soo ruthless to be able to commit such an atrocious and diabolical act on an innocent fellow?" In the minutes of his continuous gazing, he thought deeply the
** The sound of heavy stones thundered on the roof of the old cabin. Until when one of the gang members settle with his gun on his chest as he went outside, confirmed and return before they know that the languidness of the downpour in the woodlands has increased massively providing each drop of the rain sounding like rattling glasses dropping on the roof of the cabin with the assistance of the powerful stormy gales. "Shut that door!" A deep horrendous voice commanded immediately. The all Black-ish attire with a black face mask slammed the door closed immediately after already having a short navigation of the outside and then held his M16A4 rifle firmly as he returns to the green world of the powerful and heartless group of sinisters. The world Carl was unfortunate to be involved in. __ 'Sniffing' "I can smell a bloodmeal already, why did this damn rain have to come. Our black canines are soo soo hungry.. " Carl could recognize the voice as the Bogeyman with the