Leo walked into the conference room, with an aura of charisma. His gaze fell on Miss Elena. Leo had just concluded the meeting he had with the boards of executives in the other adjacent conference room.Miss Elena was putting on a pink trouser below a long sleeve and a long blazer. Her hair was packed to a ponytail and it fell to her back. Her lilac handbag complemented her dressing.“Good afternoon Mr Leo” Miss Elena greeted, taking a seat opposite Leo.“Good afternoon, Miss Elena” Leo answered back almost immediately.Elena pulled out a big file from her handbag and placed it noiselessly on the table before sliding it over to Mr Leo.“Our contract is expired and needs renewal.” Elena added when she saw Leo opening the file.A small frown curved at the right corner of Leo’s mouth.“Our contract terminated many months ago and my personal assistant wasn’t made aware of this?”Mr Leo said feeling paranoid and defiant.“There was a little mix up somewhere” Elena said in a bid of defense f
Armani sat down on a chair behind a desk in the hideout as Stephan poured out to the table a stark of dilapidated papers and a brown wallet on his table. Stephan opened the wallet bringing out three passports. A picture of an elderly woman in her late eighties. The skin around her eyes were all wrinkled up. Her eyes were almost squinted close as if the flashes from the camera affected her eyes. She looked like she was tired of living . Her gray hair was enough evidence to prove that she was aged and lived a life of abject poverty..“This appears to be his grandmother”. Stephan said after examining the picture for a while. This woman definitely had to be his grandmother.Stephan placed the second picture on the table, a slender woman in her mid sixties came into view. Her scorched honey skin and boney face added in making her pretty. The smile she wore as the picture was taken didn’t reach her heart. Her fake smile betrayed it all. She appeared to be sad and lost in thoughts as the pic
Leo stepped into his office, took off his suit and hung it on the suit rack before going to sit down. His personal assistant walked in, carrying a folder that had Leo's daily schedule written inside it. It was a large file containing all Mr Leo’s daily business schedule.“Good morning Mr Leo” Amanda greeted wearing a jaunty smile. Amanda,a twenty four years old woman with a height of about one hundred and sixty two centimeters, a left side entrenched dimple,an intoxicating smile and a set of white teeth that complemented her beauty.She was putting on a white inner sleeve shirt under her black branded suit and a black suit skirt. She had a designer watch strapped around her frail wrist. Her hair was neatly braided to french plaits and held in place by a red flowered ribbon. She smelled of cherry fragranced perfume.Leo looked up from his desk into her smiley face. Amanda was the backbone he had that made office work easier and less stressful for him.“Good morning Amanda”Leo said half
Armani walked into the dining room buttoning up his cuffs. He was neatly dressed in a partially oversized black suit. His silky hair wore a shinny look as the brightness from the morning sun shone on it.At the center of the dinning room lay a vase of artificial flowersArmani walked over to his seat and sat down, taking a napkin and spraying it on his thighs. He was ready for breakfast because he felt extremely famished. He couldn’t recall doing any strenuous activity last night. He just felt worked up and he couldn’t tell why. All could remember was heading to the bar, having many shots of vodka and that’s all, he couldn’t recall what happened afterwards. Then why the sudden hunger pangs. The aroma of steaming toasted bread hit his nose making him salivate.Ma’am Jenny entered the dining room carrying a tray of steaming toasted bread, omelette and a cup of hot coffee. She gently placed each dish on the table and headed back to the kitchen.Armani immediately began to devour his food
Armani arrived home late at night around nine o’clock. He was heavily drunk and he reeked badly of alcohol. He had just left the bar after drinking over five bottles of alcoholic beer. Armani didn’t know how to get over the shook of him losing his mother at such point in time when he couldn’t do nothing to protect her, so he resolved to drinking himself to stupor.Armani has never been this drunk his entire life.Armani a tough headed man didn’t fancy drinking oneself to stupor,he considered it cowardly and stupid for a man to do. Armani believed that if a problem arises,as a man you are to face and deal with it squarely other than drinking your senses to stupor, but in this senerio he couldn’t help it but drink until he could not feel his face.Armani went to the bar with Blake and Luke and when they realized he had become heavily drunk,they carried him into the car and drove him home. Armani pushed open the front door that led into the house.His shirt was not properly tucked in, his
Lila’s POVI was huddled up by the head of the bed, with Leo standing by the door when suddenly, he froze. From what I had observed from my obnoxious and mean husband, Armani, he was afraid of no one. So, what could his friend, Leo, be fearful of?My scared eyes watched him as a hawk as he retrieved his hand from the silver door handle, still staring at the door like it had an answer embedded in it.The next thing that happened went by so fast that it was hard to take note of it. One minute, Leo was standing by the door, his handsome features backing me, and the next, he dashed into the closet, closing the door quietly against himself.I could see what he was running away from when the door was pushed open, and Armani stepped in, looking as menacing as ever. He had worn a jacket over the dark outfit he had on a few hours ago when he was torturing me in the basement.Intense fear overpowered me again as he strolled further into the room, his eyes on the window at the far end and on the