The boring economics class made her sleep straight for two hours and she took a good nap before retiring to her break. Nancy stood outside her class, waiting for her. "Where have you been? You didn't even answer my calls!" She complained as they both made their way outside the department. "Please don't ask me this, I just want some coffee and juice" she told her as she rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms to wave off the sleepiness off her body. "Why your eyes are half closed? Have you been sleeping? And what's with coffee and juice at the same time? Don't tell me you're crazy!" Nancy questioned endlessly as they headed to the cafe. "Yes I've been sleeping and I want coffee to clear my head and juice to make myself better! No more questions Nancy!" She warned her with a finger as she placed her order for the cappuccino first. "You shouldn't have walked away from Samuel like that. He stayed only to meet you although he was getting late for his office" she blabbered while Veronic
Stacy watched both of them with stunned expressions. Bernard Anworth stood there calmly as Veronica got bandaged by the doctor. While Veronica couldn't even lift her eyes up with shame. She was thinking about the board sign outside the gate. He would have read it "no men allowed inside the hostel premises" yet he ignored it as if it was not even there. She was now waiting for him to leave after she was all good and back in her hostel but he didn't budge. Stacy left the room soon as she got to do lot more and doctor sat back in her chair across her table while Veronica was still on the bed, behind the curtains as the doctor told her to rest for a while because she had a light fever too due to cold. Bernard walked in her direction and stood by her side while she looked at him with curious and worried eyes. "Where's your phone?" He asked in a low voice. "Why do you need it sir?" She questioned back quickly. "Why do you have to talk back every time Miss Veronica?" He leaned down clo
She took the trolley from him and got on to the elevator instantly. Pressing the floor number 50, she waited for the elevator to reach the respective floor so she can deliver the order as soon as possible and come back because her instincts tell her otherwise. Anxiety started to kick in as soon the counting struck to floor 50. She clenched the trolley stand and led it to the respective door. There was only one apartment on that floor and that was the penthouse. She had no damn idea who this penthouse belonged to but her sixth sense was telling her that it might belong to Bernard.She knocked the door and hoped that the door will open soon and she'll just have to deliver it and come back. But nothing happened as she thought because a voice resonated from the intercom. "The door is unlocked, you can come in" the voice was very thick so she couldn't figure out if it was Bernard or someone else but it somehow sounded similar to Bernard's. Even though it was Bernard she couldn't go back
Now she knew why her manager wanted to give her bonus for just delivering that damn food up to the penthouse because it belonged to Bernard Anworth. She completed her shift and packed her bag to go home. She was really mad at her manager for trapping her into situations like this. No matter how much she wanted to avoid him, he would always end up in front of her, scaring her more than she ever is. And now on top of this, he revealed that he was a cold blooded murderer which couldn't lessen the amount of hate she developed for him. She was walking through the parking lot to the bus stand when his Bentley stopped in fron of her and she jumped abruptly at his sudden appearance. "Get in" he commanded. As soon she realised that it was no other than Bernard Anworth, her instincts started to kick in and she started walking on the opposite side of road. She was actually not walking but running. Her bag draped over her shoulders, a long coat protecting her from the cold. Her ponytail swayin
The very next day she found herself in her bunk bed, counting her options while she was running out of time for university. She couldn't bring herself to leave university because the education for free was worth it. But the man coming along with it who was nowhere ready to leave her alone was scary. "What are you thinking?" Rachel yawned from the neighbour's bed. "Nothing" she tried to shake off her thoughts. "Oh I know now, so tell me maybe I'll help ya" she insisted and she realised that maybe she should get advice at least. "What if there's a guy who's constantly bothering you, like claiming you? But you don't feel anything for him. But he's strong and powerful, dominating you and you can't do a thing about it" She was not good at lying so she put everything like this for her to understand her situation. "Tell him straight no! And report him to Police" Rachel beamed. "What if he's dangerous? More like the police cannot do anything." She whispered, afraid that someone will hea
As usual it was a hectic day, on her way to the hotel after completing her classes. It had been a week and she didn't see Bernard. Somehow it felt unusual because she was getting used to seeing him everyday now. His sudden disappearance was making her uncomfortable as she changed herself into her uniform. The last meeting soothed her nerves and she felt a flicker in her heart and it was certainly unusual as she never felt such things toward a man before.She made her way to the counter where the orders were awaiting her. The waiter smiled before passing her the tray of food. "Table 21" He said and she hurried the tray in the direction. It was the Friday and many people were there to spend the splendid night before weekend as they would crash for more fun after. She saw couples sneaking into the club right after their successful dates. She didn't bother battering an eye in the direction of club because it always gave her bad memories. She poured the champagne for the couple as the
Veronica panicked and stepped back, taking a look at her ruined uniform in shock. "Oh I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do it!" The blonde started apologizing as she grabbed tissues from the table and gave them to Veronica. "It's okay! I'll get cleaned up" Veronica tried to sound calm as she excused herself from them and went to the nearest washroom on the floor. As soon she left Bernard eyed the blonde with suspicious eyes. He was not a child to not understand women tactics. He was well aware what she tried to do but as much as he wanted to grab her throat and yank her on the brink of this building until the blood flushes out of her body in fear and she apologizes, she was a business associate. He didn't want to ruin his business relations for such a shitty act of hers. So he avoided pouring out his anger but indeed he couldn't stand another second in her presence. "The driver is waiting for you downstairs, he will drop you back home. Hope you had a wonderful night. Let's see each othe
"hey! How are you doing? Been a while" Samuel chirped when Veronica approached Nancy outside the class. It was a casual thing now, Nancy was always seen with Samuel and Veronica had no choice but to greet him too while being with her. "I'm fine" she replied curtly and it didn't go unnoticed by Nancy. It was almost one and half week now that she didn't see Bernard anywhere. Neither she bumped into him during her working hours neither saw his sight in university. She thought maybe he has already forgotten her, after all she was not important. She wanted to apologize to him but he didn't give her a chance. And maybe that was the reason behind her foul mood. "Nancy I guess I'll see ya after class" she said with a smile and tried to get away from the couple. "Uhhh no! Me and Nancy are going to have a coffee at a cafe, why don't you join us? We'll feel less lonely" Samuel interrupted again and grinned like an idiot while Nancy joined him too and let out a chuckle. "Yeah, it's been a lon