Brogan Lord's pov:
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I lay beside her.... watching her sleeping exhausted body ...she looked so beautiful...I smirked...I envied myself sometimes...owing the best things...the finest things... having all I want in a finger...Power...the very thought of it...the very breath...the very essence of Power... indescribable...I could as for nothing more, power is indeed everything...Power is Power...... As always ...as expected...she pleasured me just the way I liked it. I took my pack of cigarettes... taking one stick and litting it. After awhile she woke up. Her eyes still drowsy ..."Daddy"
I heard her say.... picking up a little key I opened the cuffs. She was tired but I knew she was happy too...it was visible on her sleeping face...then I heard her phone beep...it was a reminder she had set...it said homecoming party...I wondered what party she was planning to go to.
"Trisha.." I called her...
"Mmm...Daddy?" S
Melanie Walters Pov: "Where is Mira?" Miss Esther asked me in a brusque manner, making me shutter. "Oh madam she just left with..." But before I could finish.. Miss Esther grabbed the tray of drinks from my arms..."I told you to stay with her...no matter what.... don't just stand there.. go!! now.!." I rushed immediately to where I had last seen her go with Mr handsome, they were in the same courtyard Boss Carson interviewed me... obviously engrossed in a conversation...I seriously wanted to hear what they were talking about...I knew it would be wrong but the look on Miss Mira's face...gave way for curiosity...as I approached them... however I was late because all I could hear from..the young man's mouth was. "We have to learn to live without each other... I am sorry" then he turned to leave giving me a slight pat and telling me to take care of Mira. At first I should have fainted at that touch but I regained my senses when Miss M
**Denise Carson Pov** *The kidnap*I just finished talking with my business associates upstairs and left them to have dinner at the dining table... Moving downstairs as I heard an alarm... everybody at the party had already started going out in panic. Then three of my hired men moved in to tell me...the breaking news, wow those incompetent Men... actually let my sister slip through their fingers, I was enraged, and I screamed I could hear voices telling me that the police was on their way...I could hear...another voice telling everyone to be calm and to remain inside for investigation processes...all this was fruitless and I knew that too....I felt Fabian's hand on my shoulder assuring me...but I was to restless to be assured I moved into my room grabbed the business card I had once discarded from inside my drawer and I dialed the number...a fuck
Episode 20 *MELANIE WALTERS POV.* **************************** I slowly opened my eyes, but my head was hurting badly.. I couldn't recognize the environment I was in...I tried to touch my face...but I couldn't find my hands...wait I was tied up!...my heart began to beat faster, I tried to remember what happened last before all these, but it all seemed like a mental work...I was very scared as I suddenly thought about miss Mira..I looked around and saw her by the corner. "Miss Mira" I called her...but she was still unconscious...I tried moving to where she lay by shifting my body. On getting to her I nudged her to wake up with my body and she did, finally. "What's going on? Melanie?" She was about to cry....but I tried calming her. "Miss Mira do not fret...we will get out of here, don't worry about it...calm down" In the middle of the conversation...Two me
Episode 21*Denise Carson Pov** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *We drove into a long lonely road, the cops tailing us behind,but my thoughts were on Mira...when we got into a bushy area , I immediately spotted a girl blindfolded, in the same dress Mira wore on the ground....I abruptly stopped the car and rushed to where she lay. Taking off her blindfold I saw it was Mira....I was soo happy that she was alive and I hugged her tightly...she was out of breath...soo she didn't talk much."Let's go home... quickly...." I said to her. ButShe held my Shirt tightly "Dee... Melanie!! She's still inside there...those men are going to do something terrible to her..."I was Shocked....how could I forget...She was still in there...those Bastards....I left Mira with the cops, entering my car i raced to where the ware house was. On Reaching there with two other police men and Fabian...their sirens were not enough. I ha
MELANIE'S POV:i had woken up from my hard bed,at about 6:30am, arranging my ruffled hair..i rushed past my annoying senior brother Michael to who seemed to be busy in the kitchen."Its still early and here you are making my kitchen look unfit for human use" he laughed at what i knew wasn't funny at all."Melanie...i payed for all this, this is my house remember?..lets not personalized the whole thing" i scoffed "Your house indeed...talk about personalizing" Pretending to ignore me he went straight to the living room"whats for breakfast..sis"My little brother Kyrmen asked as he entered the kitchen, his dark eyes looking drowsy, he was just Ten years old but looked like a fourteen year old teenager it ran in our blood I guess, They looking older than our age kinda thing "Have you brushed your teeth?..and here you are asking me for breakfast" he forced a smile "Fine I'll brush".I was like the mother of the house, I loved my brothe
MELANIE WALTER'S POVWhen he was done with his boring talk, Miss Esther was finally allowed to speak "permit me to ask , Sir but Who would arrange and design Miss Mira's room...The last time, she came back she complained that she didn't like the taste of the person who had arranged her room"Mr Carson thought for awhile and spoke"as a teenager she would like to be in a room that's more acceptable to she and her friends, does any of you have any ideas on how to design a teenage girl's room"I was a bit distracted and confused at How a person could be too picky when staying in her room, that I didn't realized that everyone's eyes were on me."Mrs Walters...could you perhaps have any idea on how to design a teenage girl's room?"I stared at Him in surprise and turned to stare at the others who were looking at me expectantly.I guess I was under so much pressure because I had said "Yes" The room was plain white,
MELANIE WALTER'S POVThe next day He Came into the room, while I was embroidering the pillow cases. Without Looking at me he spilled out "She's a Fan of the singer Sia, her favourite colour is Red, She loves animal skin designs, I don't really know how that will help, and she prefers a curtain over her bed" after speaking, he turned to go.I was greatful for the Info, but I didn't really get the whole gist of it. As he left the room, I raced after him "Hold on sir" i rushed bumping into him as he stopped abruptly. My face hitting his Back, as he turned slowly I realized that my Lipstick was now on his suit. My tongue immediately went arid. He is not going to like this, but I was too scared to tell him."What's wrong Miss Walters? Can't you look before leaping?" He asked finally turning to face me. I shuttered "I...umm .sir...." He stared at me blankly still expecting me to talk. "Sir...umm you were too fast when you Mentioned your sisters likes and dislikes, I w
MELANIE WALTER'S POV"I didn't want to be a burden...Mel"I Cried as I heard Kyrmen say those words"How could you even think..like that who said you were a burden??"I watched as he sat on the sofa. "You and Micheal keep working hard to make sure am happy, but I feel useless... because of me..you haven't completed College...I.."I hugged him"Don't say that, I and Micheal love you alot...I will earn Enough... Please don't neglect Schooling, please." He Looked at me blankly, and I realized that he wouldn't listen so I brought up a solution."Why don't you work, part time...after school you could earn from that supermarket you work in...How does that sound" he was Soo happy, he immediately gave me a hug. I was just glad That He wasn't suspended from school or anything. It was over an hour and the lipstick stain couldn't go of. I panicked, he didn't want me to take it to the dry cleaners, he wanted me to hand clean it.