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
After torturing both of them for endless hours, he was still not satisfied. He took the drilling machine once again and dug holes in their hands and arms. The splashes of blood stained the brick walls and his own clothes but nothing could calm his anger. His own standing beside him were disgusted and scared to the pit of their stomach. "Give me the knife!" He commanded one of his men. "Please! Please! I beg you.......let us go......I promise we will disappear from this country even. Don't do it" Samuel who was dripping in blood from head to toe pleaded with him, while on the edge of death. "Just kill me, kill me with one bullet!" Simon was begging for his death. But instead of listening to their pleadings, he continued to torture them with the knife, slicing their skin. Their screams even pierced the brick walls and someone outside could hear someone dying. It was after a moment that his phone started to ring. "Sir! It's from the nurse" his man told him. He wiped his bloody hand
The very next morning, he accompanied her to her hostel. Much to her dismay, everyone gaped at her when she got down the car with him by her side. He wanted to take her to her room himself but she denied and asked him to leave her be. He respected her decision and left her in the hallway. She walked up the stairs to her room, not paying any attention to the girls who whispered in each other's ears. As soon she placed her bag on the dresser and sat down on the bed, Stacy stomped in. "Miss Veronica! May I remind you of the rules of the hostel which you broke twice?" She deadpanned in a terrible voice. Veronica jumped out of fear as the scary woman placed her both hands on her back and goggled her with those wide eyes. "I'm sorry...." She whispered slowly but before she could finish Stacy barged inside and stood closer to her, crossing her arms on her chest. "Miss Veronica! The first time was your warning, the second time is termination. You can pack your bags and leave the hostel