Sheila paced angrily in her room, her hand subconsciously rubbing her right cheek softly, it still hurt from the sting of the slap and each time she felt the pain she cursed the man wishing him a horrible death. Keith thought he has won because he is fucking an old hag who was rolling in cash, he thought he could get away under her protection but she would prove him wrong, remind him who the boss is, and get her revenge. Keith had messed with the wrong person. She was going to get back at him no matter what, not even his old hag wouldn't be able to save him. Sheila stopped pacing, panting softly like she ran a marathon. The first day she met Keith was at a seminar which she had attended because her father was busy and couldn't go himself so she had to cover up for him. That day she wasn't only pissed to have to be attending a boring meeting about things that didn't matter to her but had to cancel plans that were actually important to come and act interested in stuff she didn't give
Keith held out the chair for Camila, watching keenly as she settled down, setting her purse down. “Thank you,” Camila said as Keith crossed to go sit at the other end. “The place is beautiful.” Keith smiled, he had hoped she would like, and knowing she did filled him with a sense of pride. “It's been my favorite after I came across it years back as a hustling man.” Although Keith smiled at the memory that was beginning to form, the smile slowly washed off as he recalled who he had first brought to this place months after discovery. It had been here he took Sheila for their first date and where he realized he was in love with her and wanted something more than casual with her.“Are you alright?” Camila asked as a gleam of worry flashed through her eyes. He managed a small smile, “Yes of course, a road trip down memory lane always gets me a bit emotional,” he lied, unsure he wanted to tell the woman he was recently courting about the other one. “Anyway as I was saying, I discovered
Sheila heaved a sigh from where she sat at the end of the dining table, distractedly stabbing mercilessly at her bacon. Today has proven just as yesterday to be stressful and annoying and the only difference was that she was able to convince her father to come down for dinner, with the help of her mother of course. She peeped up at her father who was stabbing his fork into his plate, barely trying to eat.Mrs. Hockings cleared her throat, “Hey honey, do you care for more sauce?”Mr. Hockings took his gaze off his plate and nodded absentmindedly, reaching for the bowl of sauce her mother was holding out to him. Sheila knew her father would not be eating that and she knew her mother knew that too but her mother was just trying to lighten up the tense atmosphere.Sheila took her gaze to her father, who was staring at her but not at her, his eyes were glazed with a haunted look in them. In just a matter of days, Mr. Hockings has had drastic physical change, his eyes were dim and the eyeba
Sheila pushed up her feet and began packing angrily, scrolling through her phone and searching for more tabloids related to her now supposedly rich ex-boyfriend. The building he was trying to purchase once belonged to the Mars family_ the Mars family had been the formally richest in the city before they died tragically. The death was tragic since they had no heir to take over because they all died in a fatal accident, so most of their properties were in the hands of their lawyers or other figures Sheila couldn't care less about. She was once very interested in the house as at the time the incident happened, she had tried persuading her father to buy one of the Mars family houses but they weren't able to as the prices of the house were enough to give anyone a hypertension. And now Keith Thompson was on the verge of buying not only one of the buildings but the most expensive house of the Mars family. Her mind flashed back to yesterday in the restaurant when Keith was called the boss
Soft rays of morning light were beaming across Keith's closed eyes. But he did not want to wake up, instead, he snuggled closer to the warmth of his bed. His arm reached up to soothe the fallen pieces of hair away from his face. He really hadn't planned to wake up this early but the loud blasting sounds from his phone were making him rethink that.Who could be calling this early, Keith thought with a mumbled grunt. He made an odd noise at the back of his throat and snuggled closer into his pillow, his eyes snapped open and he waited patiently for his mind to clear of its grogginess but he didn't have that liberty as his blasted phone began ringing again. Finally forcing his mind out of the groggy state he rolled off his bed and moved to pick up his phone from where it was vibrating against the nightstand.All sleepiness cleared from his mind when he saw that it was Mr. Kevin, who was calling, he sat up straight and immediately picked up the call, “Mr. Kevin,” he said, his voice eviden
Keith moved to the balcony of the hotel room, his attention on his phone as he scrolled through the comments that were calling for attention online. After Benson ended the call but not before promising to get to the bottom of it and take down the negative comments, Keith went online to take a look himself.He had to admit this time that the Hockings outdid themselves, the comments were outrageous and image wreaking but it would take more than that for not only the Hockings but anyone to take him down again. The comments slandered his image calling him all sorts of bad names, especially a fraud, it went as far as to claim he was owing people money and that he slept with people for money.But seriously Keith what were you expecting, he asked himself leaning against the railing. Of course, he couldn't have expected the Hockings to not try and fight back while he landed his punches but he couldn't help but feel disappointed because it would have been easier and faster in that way if they
Keith instantly straightened up, his face scrunched up into a worried frown, “Camila, are you sure you are fine? Are you hurt?” “Be focused, Keith, I'm not the one with the problem, you are.”He exhaled, calming down a little. “Then what is the problem?” “The housing agent called this morning and has now refused to sell the house to you,” Camila explained.Keith's frown deepened, this day just kept going from bad to worse, “And what is the problem with them?” “According to the man he was very convinced of you being a fraud and having no money for payment.”He growled, slapping his palm over his face and grumbling curses under his breath. “Keith, are you alright?” Camila questioned in a worried tone. Keith nodded as if she could see him, “I'm fine, it's just proving to be a difficult day.”Camila sighed, “Don't worry about this, I am sure we should be able to handle the situation.”Keith exhaled loudly again.“It was a bit of a shock when the housing agent called this morning to s
Sheila's eyes widened when she saw the name on her brightened phone screen, to say she was shocked that Keith Thompson was calling her was an understatement, she was way beyond shock if there was even anything like that. “What's wrong?” Frank asked, seeing the look on her face and immediately interpreting it as something being wrong. Sheila raised her head, with her eyes wide open almost popping out of its sockets. “Keith is calling.”Frank shot upright, his facials matching that of Sheila, “Speak of the devil,” he murmured under his breath.“Do you think he found out about our involvement?” Sheila squeaked with a worried expression. “What does the bastard want?”Frank snickered, “For a moment there I thought you might be scared.”Sheila's worried expression disappeared as quickly as it came, “Don't be an idiot Frank, of course, that's not possible.”He rolled his eyes, nudging his head at the phone in her hands, “Pick that up and put it on speaker.”Sheila nodded and did as he said