Nathan walked into the tall building of GLAMFORT ENTERPRISE in his neatly ironed brown suit. His black shoes made gentle noises as he entered the elevator, the personal elevator for the CEO.
The elevator dinged and he approached the door. He opened the door and met Cara on the seat.
"What are you doing here bitch?" He questioned. "Have you forgotten you handed everything over to me?"
"I'd choose my words carefully if I were you Nathan," she said, going through the files on the table.
"You want me to call the security on you? They won't care if this is your father's company. They listen to the CEO now."
She stopped what she was doing and looked at him. She crossed her legs and relaxed in her seat.
"Please, go ahead."
He said between gritted teeths. "What are you playing at?"
"You are fired from today henceforth. All your bank accounts have been frozen, you no longer have access to this company again."
He walked around and gave a long laugh. She wore a gentle smile and followed him with her eyes.
"You joke lady, remember you signing away everything to me?"
She stood from her seat, holding a piece of document. "Nathan dear, I do remember much in fact, but this piece of document states that whoever has the major company has everything. You thought I was just going to give you everything my father worked for?"
He stared at the document she handed to him. "I'm your fiance, a portion of the document states that you get to hand over the company to your partner."
She sighed. "Well you are right but unfortunately and fortunately I am done with you. I'm a married woman," she flashed her diamond ring in his face.
The blood in his face drained, his words failed to come out in a meaningful way.
She laughed. "Surprised? Thought you were the only smart one?"
"F-f-for how long?" He stuttered. Suddenly everywhere was hot, he loosened the tie on his neck and opened a few buttons of his suit.
"It'd be 2 months today, you are free to come to our monthsary."
"You kept this for 2 months?"
"You are not the only one who could keep a relationship of years past hidden."
She picked her bag and proceeded to walk out. "You are given a week to evacuate where you stay, the company owes you nothing."
He rushed to her, holding her hands and stopping her from moving. "Cara, please don't do this. I still love you. S-S-Sarah seduced me, she really did. Trust me."
"It's too late, if you will excuse me, my husband will be waiting for me."
She placed a call on her phone. "Security, there's someone invading my space. I need you here ASAP."
She walked into the elevator and before it could close, he held it.
"I swear by everything I have, this isn't over Cara. I promise you," his cold brown eyes showed all the hate it had.
"Do your worst, nigga," she flung his hands away from the elevator's door.
*****
She parked in front of Jason's house, that was where she lived. They needed to make it real, make it believable.
Jason had successfully taken over his father's company and ever since his promiscuous nature increased.
She walked into the sitting room and found him making out with a girl.
"Dude, there's a reason you have this mansion. Go to your room."
He broke the kiss and faced her. "Welcome home wifey, how did it go?"
"I'm supposed to be saying that in front of…" she gestured towards the lady under him.
"Oh my bad, sorry," he dipped his hands in his pocket. He brought out some money and gave it to the lady.
"Excuse me, what do you take me for? A hooker?" The lady said.
"Exactly what you are," he threw the money on her. "Now get out of here."
The lady scurried out.
"Come on Jason, you are a billionaire. Act like one," she rolled her eyes at him.
"As you can see I am," he laughed.
Cara sat and explained how it went. Jason rejoiced and brought a wine out for them to celebrate.
It was nighttime, Cara was drunk from having too much to drink. She leaned in closely to Jason in her drunken state, almost kissing his lips.
"Why can't any man love me? All my relationships ended badly and I'm still stuck here."
"Maybe you are looking at the wrong man."
She snickered, "What does that even mean? Why can't you love me? Am I that bad?"
She crashed her lips on his, kissing him gently and all of a sudden going rough.
She proceeded to pull her clothes but Jason broke the kiss and stopped her.
"You don't want this Cara, you are drunk," he said.
"I'm not, I'm perfectly sane and I know what I want. I want you Jason. I want you to make love to me, please," she begged.
"You are going to regret this Cara."
He carried her up, still maintaining the kissing position. He walked into her own bedroom and laid her on the king sized bed.
For how long, had he wanted to make love to her. She was the most beautiful he had ever seen, right from the first day he saw her.
Right from the day her father walked in with her into their house. Both families were filthy rich billionaires and it pained him to see how much she ridiculed herself for Nathan.
He helped her with her clothes and his too.
"I love you Cara," he whispered softly into her ears.
He went gently into her and her soft gasps turned him even on, she dug her nails into his skin and moaned. With every moan, he thrusted into her and it filled his senses.
After the series of lovemaking, she slept immediately. He brushed her hair away from her face and laid bedside her.
"You will hate me for this tomorrow morning," he said.
Jason had cleaned her up and wore her clothes back for her, he didn't want her hating herself for what happened.
The next day, Cara woke up to an empty bed with no memories of what had happened the previous night except getting drunk with Jason.
They had both breached the contract. The contract stated, no intimacy must occur between them but now it had happened.
The whole house was rowdy and messed up. The women kept going round, trying to have everything in order, the men sat on the couch, playing video games.“Do you need help?” Jason shouted from the living room. “We are fine, thank you,” Amber shouted back. They had decided to host each and every person that came across their lives and helped them out. “Are you sure? It's not too late to contract the cooking out. I can have them get here in the next few minutes.”“Stop pissing me off boy, I said it's fine,” she shouted, cutting him off immediately.Jason kept quiet. Everyone knew how Amber was immediately she went into a mom mode but Jason decided to keep pestering. “Told you to let it be but you wouldn't listen,” Evans mocked him. “Next time, listen to your fellow man.”“Fuck you asshole,” he transferred the aggression from how Amber responded to him into the game they played.A few minutes later, Cara excused herself from the kitchen and went to set the table. The food was getting r
Mason trudged down on Evans’ suit, winking at him. His navy blue suit was specially made for him. He refused to wear another colour and claimed how much he loved the colour. “Remember I once told you to be patient, your time will come soon. Well I guess the day is here now. You are finally getting married to Aunty Amber.”Evans scattered his neatly trimmed hair. “Yes boy, you are right. But you are becoming faster than your shadow. You should be patient.”“How?” He whisper-shouted. “I was telling the truth. And next time, don't mess my hair up. It took my mummy a long time to get it this good.”“Good for you, now keep quiet and let me see when my wife will walk in,” he shut him up, longing his neck to see when his damsel would appear.Evans had discussed with Amber as soon as the whole Cara issue was settled. They both decided that it was pointless sitting around and waiting since they both wanted each other. Amber had invited her parents over and explained what had gone wrong in her
“Look who we have here,” Cynthia snickered as Cara got closer to them. Yul and Marco remained silent and wondered what type of psychopath she was. “Mrs Queen Bee.”“I see your mouth still runs after what you just heard,” Cara fired back. “It only makes me wonder what exactly is going on in your head.”“Oh for you to find you, you just have to wait for my proposed death day, break my head and have whoever reads my brain. If that's possible, and I think it is.”She ruffled her hair back, feeling uncomfortable with the cuffs on her. The faster they get to the prison, the better she can make do with whatever days she has left.“What exactly do you want, Queen bee?”“You know,” Cara closed the gap between them. “Before coming here, I was so scared of what I would say or how you would behave. A part of me even felt some kind of pity for you, thinking that you must have had a hard life; but thinking about it and seeing you run your mouth now, I think you decided to take this road yourself.“
All of them made their way to the courtroom, ready to hear the judgement that would be passed onto them. Cara wore one of her beautiful dresses, a floral knee length dress with a silver 2 inch heel. It made gentle noises as they found their seats amongst the other crowd.“Are you comfortable here?” Jason leaned in, as he watched her attitude. “We can always leave. Are you sure you want to testify?”“I'm fine. If I have to testify, I will,” she released a smile for him to see her wellness.Starting the procedure, Cara excused her. She didn't have the full courage to sit down and listen to a total stranger describe what was done to her and other women. Ella had excused herself from coming. She claimed to have better things to focus on now and there was no use to sit down and whine about the past.“Are you okay?” Jason approached the bench she sat on. “Yes I'm fine,” she turned around, throwing a stone across the street. She looked behind him. “ Where's Mason? Is my presence being reque
Evans sat in his car for a few more minutes, watching the man he had set up a meeting with 2 hours ago. He was sipping his third cup of coffee and messed around with various women that passed his table. This only strengthened his belief in what Amber had gone through. He was not only a cheating son of a bitch, he was a toxic bastard too. He finally decided to get things over with, stepping out of the car and walking straight into the restaurant.“Mr John,” he greeted from afar. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Traffic was something I didn't budget for today.”Both of them shook hands. “It's alright, I understand. We've all been there.”“Please sit, what can the waiter get you?”“Oh as you can see,” he pointed to the empty dish lying on the table and the empty cups of coffee as well. “I've helped myself to something good. Let them bring some for you. Their pasta is something to die for.”Evans chuckled. “Fine, I'll trust your sense of judgement.”Moments later, Evans dived into the pasta th
Jason stepped out into the sitting room with casual clothes on. Cara took a second look at him. “Aren't you going to work today?”“I'm the boss, I can do whatever I like,” he said, going over to Mason and giving him a fist bump.“That's nice,” the sarcasm in her voice, screaming loud at him. “If every boss behaved the way you did, do you think most companies would stand?”“Mrs Pierce, do you want me to work my ass off? Besides, we've got more than enough money to last us forever, so please calm down.”“Hmph,” she hit her feet on the ground and made her way into the kitchen.Jason shook his head and laughed. “Women.”His phone rang and the caller ID turned out to be Ella. They had given her a credit card, in order to buy other things she might need for herself. It was a conference video call.“Hi Ella,” he said, immediately he picked up the phone. Amber and Evans’ heads popped up on one single screen.“Hi Jason, where's Pierce Junior and Mrs Pierce?”“Well Mrs Pierce is pissed that I'm