Ronnie Anne was a rogue.The slightly chubby lady with round face, big eyes that held an air of innocence—which in reality, didn't—glowing in smooth fair skin, was the exact opposite of Doris. She was too much of an extrovert, a lesbian and was extremely gregarious in nature.This led to Doris' actions of getting drunk and hooking up. Now, she just needed to remember what exactly it was that happened the night before.Waking up in a bed covered with navy blue thick blankets, her eyes gazed on the brown roof above her. She was still in doubt, wondering what hell of a night she'd shared with her friend..."Ronnie Anne?" Just as she remembered having spent the night with her long lost friend (even though it was only for two years), she also became clear of another thing.That was not her house.The fact that Ronnie Anne hadn't been there as well made it all disturbing for her too. The curtain blind next to the window had been left open, allowing neat flow of the early morning sunlight in
The meeting came to a halt almost immediately as it had begun, and Nathan was glad for the matter addressed already. He'd as well used that as an opportunity to announce to the members of one particular Doris Castiel's bidding, and made it clear to them that she would be made the winner.They could not object.An hour later, Nathan was back in his office, wandering deep in thoughts. That morning, the woman who'd appeared before him hadn't been his wife. Doris never really partied, well, unless that Ronnie Anne of a friend was around. Perhaps she'd been right and truly, all night she spent it with her criminal friend. Perhaps. But why hadn't she picked up all while he'd been calling? Why would she keep her phone on silent? When he saw her in shorts and a crop top, his eyes wouldn't stop glaring at her exposed toned stomach. He'd almost forgotten about the piercing just in her abdomen and it looked even more seductive. Maybe the anger that had channeled through his body had been not
The news reporter began(a young man with medium black hair and dark skin, and you could almost see the tinge of excitement on his charming face), "The CEO of TMN insurance firm has clearly announced that Mr Pedro Alonzo will be further banned from ever associating in any of the company's business." The corners of his mouth curved slightly upward, revealing crinkled dimples. "And it's permanent!" Pedro, Owen and Evelyn all stared in awe. "I must be dreaming," Evelyn muttered out.The news reported continued by adding further. "And it has also been said that the TMN insurance firm has made it strictly clear—meaning let's all abide by this as we listen—clear, that they would never be associated with any business member or contact or relatives or anyone at all, who still chooses to stay in business with the man named Pedro Alonzo. These people will immediately be added to a blacklist of the company and will never be granted any cooperation opportunities as well. This is the news report,
"It's just how things work out, right? I mean, what can we do?"Doris was saying to the blonde lady beside her in the restaurant, cups of hot coffee sitting before them.Tori frowned slightly, her fine face contorted into a befuddled glare. "So, you're just going to divorce him?" She asked, raising a brow. Doris thought for a while. "Well, I don't know. Maybe?" "Are you asking me that, really? Don't you love your husband any more?" "I do. I mean... I think I do. We, uh... We've decided to keep things on a low. Like a pause." There it was again. Another frown on Tori's face. "You would stop the jolly relationship with a pause?" "Jolly?" She scoffed at the sound of the word. "It's not jolly anymore, Tori--uh, I mean, Ms Tori, or Lawyers?... I'm sorry," "It's fine. Really, just call me Tori." She gave a warm smile. "Can I tell you a secret?" Doris said, chuckling. "Sure." Her eyes lit up in amusement. More like in anticipation. "I think I still love him." She was grinning wildly
Evelyn's lips parted for words to come out, but they just wouldn't. There was almost nothing to say. But she had to overcome that bastard of a child. "What nonsense are you saying?" She found herself saying at last, and the younger woman smiled in a sinister manner. "So it is true. I've always imagined what sort of dirty play it was when I first found out from my source. Apparently, it is confirmed to be true by this funny ugly face you're making right now." "I honestly have no idea what it is that you're saying." Evelyn said, yet she couldn't meet her eyes. "So you better be getting on your way now. Don't waste your time.""Oh I don't think I will be. But, it must be really--" The door creaked open, and Owen walked in. His eyes widened as he saw Ronnie Anne seated in their living room. He searched for air but his heart seemed to have forgotten how to breathe. "Mother, what is she doing here?" The smile on the younger woman's face grew even brighter. "Oh, hey Owen. Your mother and
It was a chilly Monday morning, and Doris was heading straight to a cooking school. She and her husband had a calm conversation the night before, and she had specifically mentioned to Nathan that she wanted to work. To do anything and not just stay at home all day. Nathan had agreed, and mentioned that since she loved baking, she could go to a catering school instead. There were two most prestigious schools in Ettavile and Nathan promised her an easy access to one, mentioning that one of his colleagues owned the place. With a heavy breath, she walked into the fine building. Two hours later and she had already settled in. She was deeply happy for a lot of reasons, and more than half of her happiness was because of Nathan. She was still smiling like a baby when her phone rang. Instantly, she brought it to her face and saw it was Ronnie Anne calling. Terror gripped her hearth tight as she wondered what the bitch wanted with her again. Ronnie Anne had been her friend since she was a c
Ronnie Anne went back to visit Evelyn for a little chat. She had texted her, stating that she would be coming over, and Evelyn had been prepared.Her eyes and ears—some goons of hers—had dug up quite some evidence that she would use to attack this wretched woman.The younger woman had been a staff member of Pedro's restaurant, and since he was still wrapped tight around her fingers, she would only ask Pedro to fire her. Plus, there were other sources where this young woman fed on, and all Evelyn had to do was simply cut them off.After all, there wasn't any human that could survive with no money, job, food and shelter in the expensive city of Ettavile. That particular noon, she'd already asked Owen to excuse her, stating that she had a very important guest arriving and she wanted to get all of the privacy that she could get.Since her husband would not return in a month' time, and Doris was already married, living with Nathan, Owen was always the only one who bothered her.After lucki
Thomas Castiel was a man of high standards. He was a sixty four years old man with quite a healthy body. Brown eyes stared suspiciously at his wife and son. What were they saying?"Are you all instantly deaf?"Evelyn's mind suddenly came back. "Uh, hi. You're home.""Y-yea father. You came home early," Owen said, hurrying to help his father unpack."None of you have given me any reply yet." The man said again."Nothing. Uh, we were talking about Doris' marriage."Thomas casually walked towards the couch and took his seat. "She's still with that dumbass broke man?""Right!" Evelyn rushed and sat beside her husband, helping him unbutton his shirt. "Our daughter can be such a silly moron sometime." ✩★✩Nathan frowned as he sat still in the car, thinking about Fernando and his secret spy granddaughter, Tori. What the fuck! All this while, he'd been working with her. She had been secretly sent to guard him. What had Fernando taken him for? He was a full grown adult. How could he even ri