LIAM"Mum, did you have to?" "Did I have to do what?""You know exactly what I'm talking about.""Liam I know you. The last time you spoke about Cara, you had resentment written all over you. I'm trying to decipher what I witnessed not too long. A few weeks back when I raised the issue of you seeing someone for your sake and that of Laura you flared up saying you don't need any woman in your life right now and then I walk in to find you in a comprising position with Cara. I hope you don't intend to make her your go-to woman for pleasure?" mother blares angrily."Compromising position? Mother, what's your definition of compromise?""You sniffing her neck and asking her how she feels about you is my definition of compromising!""I wasn't sniffing her neck and how much did you hear?""Well, I heard that part and her response. Cara is an innocent young girl and I don't want you taking advantage of her!""Advantage?""Yes! Advantage. I get that both of you are adults and all but I do not
CARAThank God it's Friday! Four days of doing nothing other than scanning through a pile of records and files. Liam meant it when he said he wasn't going to let me do any strenuous activities that involved me using my hand. Even down to cooking!He requested that the company's chef send me breakfast, lunch and dinner. When it comes to Liam, you cannot but succumb. One thing I'm extremely grateful for is that my office isn't built in such a way that I'm facing him or vice versa. It's at the end and corner of the room.The longest he has stayed in his office this week so far is three hours. Yes, I kept track. It was from one interview or meeting to another.Two days ago, he had an interview regarding him making it to Forbes under 30. I love the fact that Liam doesn't act the typical cliché billionaire role. I mean the women, nightstands, spiteful boss staff relationship.I love how he relates with Veronica. Sometimes I get jealous. I've been thinking, is he ever going to ask me why I
LIAMI know I'm not supposed to be worried that Cara is all alone at home because of the estate security but I am. I shouldn't have come here. You've never had a problem with Rosa’s mandatory getaway breaks. I don't have a problem with it I just feel it's bad timing that is all.What happens when you have to travel for work related matters?She'll come along. After all, she's my assistant.“Have you been listening to anything I've been saying.?” “Not really, I'm sorry.”“Care to share?” Rosa asks.“Don’t give this a wrong meaning.” “Okay?”“Cara is home alone.”“And? Last I checked, she's an adult.”“Yeah, I am aware. The thing is you know I stay in a lonely estate and you know how big my house is. I’m not so comfortable.”“With how tight the security of the estate is, a fly can't pass by without being noticed. You and I both know that. Any other excuse?”“Rosa, believe me these are not excuses.”“From all you've told me and from our chats, I honestly just want to put this out the
CARAImmediately Mrs Chloe opens the door, I hug her and begin to cry.“Oh, child,” she says hugging me tightly.I needed it. This week has been very overwhelming for me.“Come in. Let me make a cup of iced tea for you,” she says carrying my bag inside.I can't remember the last time I was here but I know a lot had changed. Almost every part of the house had a picture of her, her husband and her son Peter I think. Their only child. He left Dublin long before I entered college. We used to be childhood friends and we both went to the same play school and high school.Not sure if I'll be able to recognise him anymore but the picture of him all grown hung up beside the plant gives me a clear view ofhim. I was told he went to a very expensive British boarding school. People say his father comes from a wealthy lineage but they don't act like it. Very humble couples.Someone clearing their throat brought me out of my sea of thoughts. “Peter?”“Cara Rufus?”“It’s Cara Bloom now. I took m
"Thanks for...""It's nothing," Peter says drying the plates while I rinse them."Ok, just get it out already," I say signing. It's so obvious he wants to say something but every time he opens his mouth he shuts it immediately."I don't get.""At least I gave you a chance," I say as I pick up the plate I dropped."Is there any particular reason as to why you don't want to talk about what you do or where you stay?""Yes because people will find it embarrassing. Especially with the grade, I finished with. It's not like they won't eventually find out but till then, I would like to walk around town with my head held high.""It can't be that bad and even if it is, I can help you get a job that comes alongside accommodation in Birmingham that's if you are willing to move to the Uk.”“I’ll keep that in mind.” “Mrs Johnson?”I raise my eyebrow knowing where this is heading. “Yeah? What about her?”“I know they have a booming company which makes me wonder why she would give you a belittling
I didn't know we were going to stay this long. I feel for Cara with those killer inches she has on. It's not like she was standing all through the meeting. Even at that, I still feel for her because distributing and then clearing up documents containing different ideas now and then on that heel is something. We intend to expand the company hence our never-ending meetings. Five solid hours of pitching, suggestions, contemplations and many more.A text from father made me end the meeting abruptly. He's finally back and currently waiting for me in the office.“Son,” he says his arms wide open.I hug him and he gives me a path on my back. My dad and I are close buddies. He tells me virtually everything. Surprisingly, I had no idea he was coming in today.“How was your trip dad?” “Good.”“How are you holding up?”“Great dad. The business has been running smoothly as always.” “Very good son. Veronica tells me you have a new assistant?” “Yes. She's..” the door opens revealing Cara Bloom. A
I didn't know what or how to feel when I saw Liam's father. Heaven knows the lies he fed his son after I left to get the pastry.I clear up my desk and head home.A black hilux suddenly appears in front of my car just as I'm about to drive out. Even if it's late, the multiple street light at every corner and the light from my headlight should tell whoever this is that he is in my way. I honk twice and still no movement. Is this some serial killer kind of move? Wait this can be a ploy set by Liam's father to terminate me. There's no way I can move back because it's a cloggedspace. Am I going to waste away like this? Sweet Lord, I haven't achieved anything. I can't end like this.The door to the hilux opens revealing Liam's dad. History repeats itself except this time around, there's no driver and I'm not walking to the park to clear my head or in need of a break. Why did he take so long to come out. He was probably loading his pistol. Mary mother of Jesus I say as I do the sign of th
“Daidi, can Miss Cara come and live with us? She doesn’t have any friend.”“Baby, it’s not that simple. I thought you were her friend?” “I am. I like Miss Cara, she’s pretty.”“Yes she is. It’s bed time, let’s get you into your pyjamas.” “Can miss Cara come and play with me tomorrow?”“Miss Ca back in the evenings, she's always tired so she won't be able to play with you.”“Why do you make her work really hard?”“Baby, daddy works hard too. Most adults work very hard.” “Ok. Good night daddy.”“Good night pumpkin.”I pick up my laptop and head to my room.I don’t know if I can keep up with this revafter how broken Cara was. You were broken too. She needs to have a taste of her own medicine. When you get your revenge would thatmake you happy? Does it mend your broken heart Or heal your hurt?Another voice in my head asks.Don't pay attention to him. Even if it doesn't mend your broken heart, it settles the score. Look on the bright side, you met Fiona and she gave to the most ado