Malcolm Horace Mansion. Malcolm sat down with his daughter Yvonne in their living room that looked like some classy hotel. Yvonne is a young beautiful lady, she had clear eyes, flawless skin and a pretty good shape. She looked at her father who had just called her in to talk with her. She lifts her glass of wine and took a sip, it was obvious that she was a classy lady, just by her appearance. She put down the glass cup and leans on one hand to get a better look at her father. "Did you have something to say to me?" "Yes." Malcolm put down his glass, the expression on her father's face made her curious. "What is it?" She asked, giving him full attention and waiting for him to continue. Malcolm cleared his throat and hesitated before speaking. "I am setting a date for you, I would like you to meet someone." Yvonne furrowed her brow and sat up. "Someone?" She raised her brow as he nods. "Dad why would you do that?" Setting up a date with a stranger she has no idea of was absurd. "It is to help you," Malcolm said softly as he held her hands, he had always wanted Yvonne to meet someone, just like he had met her mother.
Yvonne runs her hand through her hair. "You do this thing and say it is to help me?" She couldn't believe her father will do it, even when he knows how much she hates it. "You will understand." Malcolm looked into her eyes, with that fatherly feeling that made Yvonne calm, her father is an awesome man, no doubt she loves him, but still... "Dad, if I happen not to like him, please respect my decision okay?" She gave him her condition, she doesn't like being forced into a relationship. "Okay." Malcolm accepted, Yvonne smile and leans on her fathers should, she was happy he would accept her condition. "That's the man you will be singing with for our sixth album," Malcolm added and Yvonne suddenly sat up."Is that Russeli Ryan?" She searched her father's eyes with a glint in hers. "Yes." Malcolm nod. "You know him?" He asked his daughter, her sudden outburst meant something. Yvonne blushed. "I have seen his pictures and he is very popular too, you know.." She pressed down her lips in joy. Malcolm understands the smile on his daughter's face. "So have you decided?" Yvonne stopped smiling immediately. "My decision is the same, if I don't like him then you should accept," Yvonne said as she got up from the chair to leave. "Okay, look forward to it next week." "Okay. Yvonne went into her room and made a few happy dances with her shoulder as she lay on her bed, she had a crush on Russeli for a long time now and had wish to have even one date with him, and it seems her wish had been granted. She kicked the air a few times and buried her face on her pillow, giggling, she couldn't wait for the supposing day to arrive.... Malcolm Horace called Gilbert Ryan who was in his living room at his mansion. He was a wealthy man and his mansion shows off his wealth, it was big and well decorated, floor to tile ceiling, wall painting and a beautiful galaxy room that was astonishing. He answered the phone just as Malinda came out to serve him his coffee. Malcolm told him that his daughter has accepted to go on the date, Gilbert seems happy when he ended the call. "You." He called out and Malinda faced him. "Yes sir." Malinda lowered her gaze as she answered. "Go call me my son." He ordered her and Malinda paused for a while. "Okay, sir." She turned and left the living room.Malinda POV I walked out of the living room, my headship at every step I take as I head over to my bosses son's room. I have been avoiding him after that day I spilt water on his notebook, but now I don't think I can avoid him any longer, right now I was walking into a lion's den. I arrived at his room door and took in a lot of breath to muster up the courage to walk in there. "Just knock Malinda, tell him his father wants to see him, then leave immediately. Easy as Abc." I practice what I will do. I lift my hands gently and knocked on the door. "Yes, come in." The voice that belongs to my boss son came from inside. I exhaled sharply and push the door open, there he was, laying on his couch with his phone in his hands, he looked up at me with his blue eyes and I was speechless. He was wearing an ash top and worn-out jean, but he still looks awesome in it and sexy too. "Are you going to continue staring at me like a dummy?" His voice pulled me from my thoughts and I look down at my feet immediately all the practice I did just outside the door was forgotten. "Why are you here?" I swallowed hard to find my voice again. "Your dad..." I wanted to speak but he interrupted me. "Have you completed the note?" He asked me and I closes my eyes gently and I could feel my body tremble, this was what I have been avoiding for a few days now. I know I shouldn't always be intimidated by him, what was wrong with me? I use to be a brave girl at the orphanage, why was I acting so coy. "No, I am still writing it." I looked up and met his gaze and in a brief moment I look down again, his brow was furrowed and his face had turned cold, I was sure that he was angry at my stupid word. "You don't just get it, do you?" I heard his angry voice and my head told me to run away from this room right now, but my heart said I shouldn't offend him anymore and stay still. "That is a new song am working on and you had just ruined it!" He got up from the chair and I stepped backwards, frightened of what he will do to me, he might hit me, where will I duck first, I bite down my lips. "I know just what I have to do." His voice rang in my ear again. "I have to tell my dad to fire you because you are unlucky." I lift my head to see him walking towards the door, I gripped his hands to stop him from living the room. "Yes, I am unlucky, I know that." Tears pooled in my eyes, ever since I lost my parents I have always thought of myself as an unlucky child. He pushed me off him and I lost my balance and hit the floor with my ass, it hurt so much, but I know he never likes the idea of me a maid touching him. "How dare you lay your filthy hands on me, you orphan!" He shouted and his words hit home. My heart shattered into different pieces and I closed my eyes, I presume down my lips to suppress my tears but it still manages to fight its way out. "Yes, I am an orphan," I said it out with a choked voice. "I am unlucky." I looked up at him, and he was staring down at me with his blue eyes filled with a sudden emotion that I couldn't explain. "But..please..please don't let me get fired, I have no other way to feed myself, please." I went on my knees as I beg. If I get fired, I don't know where to go from here, I wouldn't want to return to the orphanage home without a thing when I had promised to come back with a gift or present for them all. "Get up." I heard him say and I looked up, my vision blurred with tears, if there is anything that looked pitiful right now, I am the one. "I said get up." He told me again and this time to my surprise he stretched his hands down and pulled me up. He looks at my face that was filled with tears, I must admit I look ugly when I cry and I was sure I do right now. "Why would you cry for just that?" He asked me softly and his voice was calmer now. "How could you accept that you are unlucky." He stepped away from me. "Don't ever do that in my face anymore." He said and walked out of the room. I know that this time around, he was not on his way to tell on me, I gently wipe off my tears, repeating how pathetic I was in my head.Damsel Restaurant.Yvonne sat down at a reserved table, waiting for the date her father had set for her, classical music was playing in the background and there were only a few people there concentrating on their meal.She glanced down at her watch and sip her red wine, she had been here for close to an hour now, but he was not still here, the people she had met in the past, no one dares to keep her this long. She sips her wine again, her eyes watching the entrance at everyone that enter the door.She heard the glass door open and there the person she had been expecting, dressed in a grey top and black plain trousers, looking handsome and dazzling, her crush, the man she drools over his pictures every time she looks at it, he was stunning.Russeli Walsh POV.I smile when I saw the lady I was going to meet, one other victim I will have to break her heart, she was looking at me with a parted lips, I was sure she was admiring me, I love dressing up for my date,
Malinda POVI sat down on her desk in the maid room at my bosses house, he had given me a place to stay, even if it was thin, it was still comfortable and plain, a small bed, a desk and a chair, besides it is a little wardrobe, walls are colourful and the whole room smell nice.I was rewriting my boss' son's note. It was difficult to see the part which I spilt water on, but I know I have to finish this up and hand it over to him if I want to keep my job, and whereas I want to stay out of his sight.I heard my phone ring and I saw the caller ID, with a smile I answered, put the phone to my ear, I heard the little voice of a girl I cherish, someone I call my little sister and love. "Hello Annabel, how are you?""I am fine, auntie Malinda and you?" She asked with a little c
Russeli's POV.After she left the hall, I thought it was my moment of victory as I leaned back to the chair, but the whispers I heard in my back made me stop smiling, many eyes were on me and I am sure that they must have recognised me.Girls are just so troublesome, I.wish I had made her leave in a less crowded place, I stood up and went after her.Outside the hall, I saw her walking away. "Yvonne, Yvonne!" I called out but she didn't stop so I ran to her and held her hands.She halts and turns to me in anger. "Why, why are you after me?" She asked me and I sighed in my heart, I had only come after her because I couldn't bear the stare I received inside and she would have just not spoken it out loud that I was using her."Th
Russell POVI opened my eyes and closed them immediately because of the bright light that came in through my window. I turned around and sat up. It was seven in the morning and I was supposed to meet my dad to talk to him today.I quickly got up from bed and saw the cup of water the maid brought, it was still untouched which made me wonder how I happened to fall asleep last night.I could not see the bottle of white wine I took last night, but I know I drank some alcohol, I can't remember what happened last night, I don't like drinking, I hate drinking for what it does to me.I rub my head softly and walk into the bathroom, I turn on the shower and stood on it for a long time, still trying to remember what I did last night, I knew I was angry since she told me she
Russell POVI sat down on the chair in the living room with my legs crossed as I wait for the maid to be out at the sitting with my note, since I had nothing to do today and I was not in the mood to go to one of those boring dates my father do set for me, I decided to have a little bit of fun.I heard a soft footstep behind me and I knew she was the one like the house had only I and her inside. "Sit down." I pointed at the chair at my front when I knew she was close to me enough to hear."Huh!" The words I said surprised her and I looked up to see her face, raising the corner of my brow. She quickly looked at her foot and I smirked, she was one shy little maid. "I am not...""I know you're not supposed to sit down here." I interrupted her before she could finish. "But, s
Yvonne was seen shopping with her father in a big mall, she showed her father the dress she had on her hands. "Dad, how is this dress, I want to wear it on my next date with him." She turned to the mirror."It is gorgeous," Malcolm told her, leaning on the wall, he looked at the happy smile on his daughter's face. "So, have you decided?"Yvonne blinks and turns to him. "Well...dad, I want to give it a try, I might come to love him, even though he is haughty." She grins and picks up another dress."Well, I have seen you want to give it a try, I wish you all the best." Malcolm smiled, this was the first time Yvonne had said she would give a man a try, she had always ended every meeting with a man the first day she met them.Yvonne looked at the mirror with another purple d
Russell POVI sat down in my room the next day as I remembered what Dominic said about helping our maid and how he told me she is pretty. I have not given much thought to it until this morning when I saw her, she was indeed pretty.I also remembered the flashback I had when I was speaking to him and I was sure it wasn't my imagination. I was not one who imagined kissing or hugging anymore. Did I kiss her and when?I left the room and stood by the lobby, leaning on the pillar upstairs as I looked down at our maid who was cleaning the house. I watched her for a long time, I could see her face now that she was not looking down at her feet or speaking with anyone.She does look down when she talks to me or my father, she was a shy girl which made her lovely. I shook my head
Yvonne POV.I got home in anger and threw down everything on my desk. I squatted down in my room for 8n 5 years as I remember what Russeli did. I will never forgive him, even if he is a popular person, I will never forgive him.I brought my knees up and buried my face sobbing, he had played me like 8 was one of his toys like I was a plaything, I look so pathetic now, I was excited when he kissed, I was so excited when he hugged me, only for him to smash it down to me that he felt nothing.Why can't he just tell a white lie? Why does he have to be honest, why then did he ask to meet me, why did he ask me that question. "Oh Yvonne, you look so silly out there!" He was the first person I felt happy to be with, and now he is the first person that hurt me too. No, I will never forgive him. "Never!"