Sylvia and Sara were restless after witnessing what they had seen. The manager who had the peephole installed had used it in the past. The two ladies didn’t even know what to say to one another until Sylvia broke their silence.“Sara, you awake?”“Yes, what’s the matter?”“Are you okay? Are you not having trouble sleeping because of your kidnapping?”“No, it’s not that. Are we the same as that manager for peeping on Blake like that? We violated his privacy, and I feel bad now. How could we do that to him?”“The way I see it. We were caught up in the curiosity of the light, is all. We’ll tell him there is a hole in the bathroom tomorrow and have someone repair it. It’s not our fault he was taking his shower while investigating.”“Still, what do we do now? Do we also let him know that we peeked at him? I was amazed at how built his body is; he must work out to keep it that way.” Sara said, turning in the direction of Sylvia to see her reaction.“Girl, are you blind and crazy? If he knew
“Sorry, I always have this to protect myself from that man-animal. If he decides to do anything to me during the night.” Claire said, putting the knife away in her side drawer.“How can he sleep in the same bed as you if you have such a large knife under your pillow?”“Whoever said he sleeps with me? He has his own bedding on the floor, like the dog he is.”Tabitha was taken aback by this knowledge, wasn’t husband and wife supposed to sleep together in the same bed? This was too cruel for him. Not to mention her fantasy was utterly crushed.“Sister, don’t you think brother-in-law has feelings? He is a human being, and his kindness towards others is unquestionable. How long has he slept on the floor and never made it difficult for you? Do you think a meer knife would have stopped him with his strength if he wanted to take advantage of you?”Claire thought about it and realized that during all the time they stayed together, how could a weak woman like herself defend against any man, for
Betty looked at Mr. Davison and saw the horror in his eyes as Blake began reading the folder handed to him. With a sly smile, she thought to herself. ‘Now you are regretting.’Blake glanced over the documents, not looking at Dynasty, who stood beside him like a subordinate waiting for her orders. Mr. Davison started sweating, criticizing this man and wanting to show his power by threatening him with the Syrum Syndicate; he wished he could turn back the clock and not say what he said earlier. He must be someone of importance for the princess of Swanville to be standing there waiting for him. Everyone knows how cold this woman is.When Dynasty first entered, she looked at Blake behind the desk and was curious how this man could be the savior of her adopted father. She was intrigued at first glance by his looks and posture, and he gave her a sense of nobility and dominance. Her father told her to be very polite to him, for he held the future of the Syrum in his hands. She then was very c
Blake returned to his suite and prepared breakfast for his two guests. Soon the suite was filled with the tantalizing aromas of bacon, sausage, eggs, and toast. The two ladies awoke with the aromas of breakfast and entered the dining area. Blake noticed the women sleepily walking in with only their seer lacy babydolls and matching panties. Being a man, he couldn’t help but take a few subtle glances at their beautiful bodies under the loose clothing. He quickly returned to the kitchen and spoke not to embarrass the ladies.“Why don’t you two freshen up before breakfast, and then we can eat? Maybe, grab the robes hanging in the bathroom for yourselves.”The two women looked at the embarrassed Blake and chucked to themselves. It was a planned test to see how well-behaved he would be. Passing their test, they went and freshened up and put on the long bathrobes over their sleep attire. Then returned to the dining area to eat their breakfast.While eating, Sylvia broke the silence. “Blake,
Mr. Willson sat behind his desk waiting for the news from Mr. Leastwise on what had transpired last night. This was the first time he had gone against a large and prestigious family like the Shuler. He was anxious, and his nervousness grew as the time ticked by with no word from Mr. Leastwise. The only confirmation was when he received a text that the target was acquired last night.He waited until the opening hour and noticed Sara hadn’t shown up for work like always. This comforted him because he knew she was punctual with her work ethic. He greatly wanted Sara’s video so he could duplicate it for his own cardinal pleasures.The time to start work came, and still no Sara, but also what was puzzling was Blake hadn’t arrived. This infuriated Mr. Wilson, he was already short-staffed, and with Blake and Sara missing, he was left with distributing the orders that had to go out. He did an abysmal job, and many deliveries were misplaced or delivered to the wrong places that morning. Regret
Mr. Wheaton was in the living area of the penthouse and greeted them. Seeing the two women holding onto Blake’s arms, he smiled.‘Oh, to be young and vigorous, I envy him.’ Sam Wheaton thought misunderstanding Blake’s relationship with the two ladies.“Welcome, boss, this was given to me by the family, and it’s now yours. When we visit your office later, Miss. Susan Writtle will be your receptionist.” Mr. Wheaton said, not noticing the two ladies’ angry looks. They saw how shameless that woman was towards Blake and did not like it.“Mr. Wheaton, I’m here today to clear up some misunderstandings with The Syrum Syndicate and adequately take over the company. I still have some work to do in our delivery company and will return tomorrow to meet with all the head directors of each department officially.”“Fine, that’s fine. Let’s head down to your office; it’s only one floor down, and I’ll have Miss. Writtle, meet us there.” He said as he walked over to a com on the wall and called Miss. W
“Mr. Wheaton, I have those documents you need.” Mr. Houce placed the documents in front of his desk for Mr. Wheaton’s approval.“Nortan, I hear you had a confrontation earlier about a parking spot.”“It’s nothing, just a group of visitors who didn’t follow the rules. They even claimed that they were employees of the company. Can you imagine telling the HR director they are employed when I haven’t interviewed them? It would have been fine if they hadn’t lied to me. What a disrespectful group, so I left them a gift.”“Nortan, why didn’t you call security? They could have handled this properly, and you wouldn’t be implicated.”Nortan looked at Mr. Wheaton and frowned, and he did justice for the company. What does he mean implicated?“Sir, I don’t understand. I taught them a lesson not to go against the rules. What is there to be implicated for?”“Norton, do you realize what type of car you deface?”He didn’t know, and he wasn’t a car enthusiast. He thought that it was a broken-down car.
Panic was what Norton Houce felt now. No dread and remorse would have been the best way to describe his feelings at this time. His dreams have come crashing down, and depression has filled his heart. If he could have turned back time, he would not have challenged this man initially. There was no pill for regret.“Since this is a country of laws,” Blake said, looking at the police officers who entered the room. “I shall let them handle it from here.”The police came and handcuffed him, stating his Miranda rights, while taking him away. With his vandalism of private property, he looked at severe penalties and years of imprisonment. With this situation taken care of, his focus turned to Sylvia.“Mr. Wheaton, I want Sylvia to take over the entertainment department as department director, which has been newly developed. Will this be a problem?”“No, sir, I will see that it is done.”“Great, now to the main event. Chive Syrum, I’ve been in a position with Elon Trust for less than a day, and