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Chapter 8: Price for Disrespect
Dmitry entered the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the shadowy figures seated at the long table. A cool breeze brushed against his skin, carrying with it the unmistakable scent of expensive cigars and lavish perfumes. He took his seat at the head of the table, his posture exuding power and confidence.
As he waited for the meeting to begin, he looked around, seeing the scared looks on the faces of the men he was about to make business deals with. Dmitry knew that he was feared, respected and even loved by his men. But he also knew that he was their leader, their boss, and that they would do anything for him. It was a delicate balance that he had to maintain.One by one, the men at the table introduced themselves and their companies, outlining their proposals and investment opportunities. Dmitry listened intently, his gaze steady and unwavering. He knew that each deal was important, not just for their individual companies, but for the overall strength of his orgaRelated chapters
Dance with the Devil Chapter 9: An Impossible Choice
A few days later, Dmitry sat in his office, fingers tapping impatiently on the polished wooden desk. His phone rang, and he snatched it up without even glancing at the caller ID. "What is it?" he growled. His man, Victor, cleared his throat nervously. "Sir, we've checked every lead. Abeni's father seems to have vanished off the face of the earth. We're running out of options." Dmitry's expression darkened. "Fine. Keep looking. I want him found, understood!" He slammed the phone down, anger coursing through his veins. Abeni's father disappearing was both a blessing and a curse. On one hand, he owed Dmitry a lot of money. But on the other hand, he could finally pay Abeni a visit. Abeni was at the bakery working, as always, diligently and attentively. The smell of freshly baked bread and pastries filled the air, and the sound of the mixers and ovens hummed in the background. She was thinking about her payday, which was today, her very first salar
Dance with the Devil Chapter 10:The Fateful Call
Day 1: Abeni's hands shook with rage as she selected her father's number. The phone only rang once before he picked up."Abeni...my--" he started weakly."Don't," she snapped. "You've ruined my life. How could you do this again?""Jọwọ ye mi," he pleaded in Yoruba. {Please understand me}Abeni gave a bitter laugh. "So you borrowed money claiming it was for a business? We both know that business failed over 10 years ago. You took that money and gambled it away, didn't you?"Her father was silent."I thought so," Abeni said, disgustTears filling her voice. "And now your mess has come to my doorstep. They threatened me, Baba!""I'm so sorry," he said desperately. "Let me explain..."But Abeni had heard enough empty apologies over the years. "Your sorry doesn't do anything to fix this," she said coldly. "Don't call me again until you've paid back every penny."Before he could respond, she ended the call and blocked his number. Tears of frustration spilled down her cheeks. She was exhaust
Dance with the Devil Chapter 11: Glimmers of Hope
Day 3: Abeni was in her room, calculating the amount of money she had managed to save so far. Collectively, she had gotten 25 thousand from her friends. She had also sold most of her valuable belongings, generating an additional 3 thousand. Meaning, in total, so far, she had scraped together 28 thousand.It was currently Wednesday, and she had only 11 more days to scrape the rest of the money.Abeni decided she would go to the bank, to see if she could possibly borrow some of the remaining amount she owed. She would have to ask if she could start work later.The next day, Abeni went to the bank to borrow money. She was so excited. She walked into the bank and was directed to the loan officer's desk. The officer, Ms. Johnson, was a stern-looking woman with a head full of gray hair. Abeni sat down across from her and explained that she needed to borrow thirty-five thousand dollars for personal matters. Ms. Johnson took down her information and began to type on her computer
Dance with the Devil Chapter 12: Tangled Realities
Day 4: The next day, Abeni woke up, still feeling the weight of her troubles. She forced herself to get ready for work, hoping that the routine would help her forget, even if only for a little while. The day passed by in a blur of customers, orders, and repetitive tasks. Abeni tried her best to focus on her work, to forget about her problems even for just a few hours. But she failed miserably.Abeni finished her shift and headed home, her mind still reeling from the day's events. As she walked, she absentmindedly checked her phone, only to be greeted by a notification from her bank. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the amount: $2,000. She couldn't believe it. She had to be dreaming. She quickly opened her banking app and saw the deposit was real. Just then, her father called her."Abeni..." he started"Did you send me two thousand dollars?"There was a long silence on the other end of the line. "Yes, I did," he finally said. "I wanted to help you pay off my debts.
Dance with the Devil Chapter 13:Burdens and Blessings
Day 5: Abeni woke up, but the weight of her problems made her not want to go into work. Grabbing her phone from her bedside table, she called Mark, her boss. "Hey, Mark. It's Abeni. I'm sorry, but I'm really not feeling well today. I won't be able to make it in." She paused, trying to sound more convincing. "I think I might even have the flu. Yeah, I'll keep you updated." There was a long silence on the other end of the line before Mark finally responded."Alright, Abeni. Take the day off. But make sure you rest up and take care of yourself. We'll manage without you here. Don't worry about the paperwork; I'll take care of it." Abeni couldn't help but feel a tiny bit guilty about lying to him, but she knew she needed the time off. She thanked Mark and hung up, then collapsed back onto her bed, already feeling a little more at ease.As the day progressed, Abeni found herself unable to concentrate on anything. She tried watching TV, but her mind kept wandering back to the probl
Dance with the Devil Chapter 14: The Lion's Den
Day 6: Abeni's eyes fluttered open, the sunlight streaming through her bedroom window burning her eyelids like fire. She winced and squinted, trying to focus on the alarm clock on her bedside table. It was already half past six. She let out a groan, threw off the covers and rolled out of bed. As she stood up, her muscles protested, reminding her of the long hours she had put in at the bakery yesterday. She padded over to her closet, rummaging through the hangers and dresser drawers for something suitable to wear. Finally, she found a pair of clean jeans and a comfy sweater that would keep her warm during her walk to the bus stop.After quickly brushing her teeth and combing her hair, she hurried out of her apartment, locking the door behind her. The chilly autumn air nipped at her fingers and toes as she made her way down the quiet, tree-lined street. She could already see her breath clouding in front of her face. The smell of freshly baked bread wafted toward her, reminding her
Dance with the Devil Chapter 15: Caught in the Shadows
Day 7 Deadline day: Later that morning, Abeni sat on her bed, her heart still racing from the events of the previous night. Today was the deadline day and she didn't know what to do. She barely registered the knock on her apartment door,, fear coursed through her. Maybe it was Dmitry here to collect his money. When she finally went to open it, she found an elderly woman standing outside. The old woman didn't say a word, but she didn't need to. Instead, she simply walked into the apartment and made herself comfortable on the couch. Abeni watched her warily, unsure of what to make of this strange intrusion.The old woman ignored her, instead focusing on the coffee table. She reached into her bag and pulled out an envelope, which she slid across the table. Abeni hesitated for a moment before cautiously picking it up. Inside was a large wad of cash."I am Mark's mother," the old woman finally said, her voice steady despite the anger in her eyes. "I am giving you $100,000, to shu
Dance with the Devil Chapter 16: An Unexpected Ally
When they finally arrived at the Kuznetsov mansion, Abeni's breath caught in her throat. It was even more magnificent than she had imagined. The house was massive, modern, and exuded an air of extravagance that was almost palpable. But as she was roughly dragged out of the car and brought inside, she could only focus on the fear coursing through her veins.They took her down a long, winding hallway lined with expensive paintings and sculptures. The carpet beneath her feet was soft and plush, cushioning her every step. Finally, they reached a set of double doors and the man who had brought her here kicked them open, revealing a massive bedroom. The room was dominated by an enormous four-poster bed with silk sheets and pillows piled high against the headboard. There was also a fireplace in one corner, a sitting area with a plush sofa and a glass-topped coffee table, and a walk-in closet that Abeni could see through the open door.The man pushed her inside the room, s
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