“Have you seen the news? Isabelle is going crazy, you need to stop her!” Ann burst into Roberto’s office, ranting.“What do you want here? I ordered you to leave this place!” Roberto thundered and Ann burst into laughter.“Cut me some slacks, do you expect me to leave after working relentlessly? I’m going to finish what I started...” Ann was interrupted with a knock and Roberto’s new secretary walked inside.“Sir, this is from the magistrate court” He explained and Roberto snatched the paper, reading it immediately.The paper fell out of his hands and he buried his hands in his hair, sighing sadly.“Do you need anything sir?”“No, just leave” He replied.“This is total madness! How would she sue us to court? Does she know the amount she has because of the embezzled money? She’s an ungrateful daughter, you did all your best so she could live the life of a princess yet she wants to throw all that away” Ann ranted.“Get out! What the hell do you want!” Roberto thundered.“I want my posit
Two days before the election Isabelle stood in front of the court, smiling triumphantly. Her father had been given a jail term of 18 years while Ann and Mario were sentenced to life imprisonments.The court was filled to the brim with ministers, political officials and reporters, Ann was crying profusely, refusing to be taken.Roberto stood still, tears pouring out of his eyes as he maintained eye contact with Isabelle.Getting them to the court the first time wasn’t easy as they as Roberto tried to leave the country but was denied access.Ann took refuge with mafians, she had hidden with them and it took lots of tracking and plans before they could capture her, she had tried to escape several times and the judge had ordered for her to be put in prison till the court case were over.Mario had a defiant look on his face, he wasn’t remorse but he had a sad look on his face, he looked around, watching as reporters captured his face.His hand was handcuffed and he bowed his head, sighin
“Stop it!” Annabella yelled, stepping inside the sitting room, she was shocked at the display in from of her. They were startled when they heard her voice.They stared at her with puppy eyes before bursting into tears, making her shocked, attracting a groan from their mother.“Urgh! What’s wrong now honeys, mom wants to sleep could you please stop?” Isabelle yelled tiredly and they intensified their tears, and Isabelle rose from the bed, grumbling as she walked down, making Annabella giggled as she tiptoed away.She chuckled, wondering what Isabelle would do if she found the mess they had done.“What the hell?! Alessandro your kids would kill me with excess work! What is all these! Who started these mess?!” Isabelle yelled and the two, three years old kids burst into laughter, using the flour to rub their faces.Bread flour had been poured on the floor, mixed with salt and nutmeg.“How did you get all these? Who gave you?. How were you able to enter the pantry? where’s the maid?” She
I was in the gym exercising when my phone beeped. I stopped, checked my phone and punched the air with excitement. "There's a new job, I'm back in business baby" I yelled happily. I'm Alessandro Stefano, a guard but not the low-ranked type, I'm known in some parts of the country and I don't accept jobs that wouldn't earn me a minimum of five zeros. I hurried to my room, took my bath and emerged out with a towel wrapped around my waist. I changed into black pants and blue top with a jean jacket, took my shades and combed my hair while staring at myself in the mirror."If she's single, she's gonna be doing a lot of jobs trying to take her eyes off me" I muttered to myself and laughed. I went to the garage and hopped into my Porsche. Rome is so awesome, my parents and only sibling live in Miami, and my parents are the best naggers in the world, always nagging me to get a wife or come visit them, none of which I plan to do. I'm just 27 years with plans of clocking 35 years before tak
"Argh!" She yelled and 3 maids rushed to her side. "You fool, I said to wake me up when it's 8 am" She ranted as they trembled and stared at her with panic."But miss, you instructed us never to wake you up whenever you're asleep," A maid replied, her heart in her mouth."That applies to my dad and his schedules not mine" She thundered and they fell to their knees, pleading. "Get me something sexy from the new supply" She instructed and went into the bathroom. She came out 20 minutes later and changed into a short tight gown, it was touching her knees and had a slit from her thighs to her knee. She wore a white fur coat, applied lip gloss and walked out with her purse. She walked downstairs and headed to the door, ignoring her father, Andrea and Mario, Andrea's father. "Hold it, Isabella, shouldn't you say hi to Andrea?" Her father questioned with an underlying tone. "Why should I greet Andrea? Because he's the youngest prime minister? Or because he's in the same party as you?" S
Reluctantly, Alessandro dragged her out. "Are you okay?" He questioned, feigning concern. "Do I look okay? This is all your fault!” She yelled, slapping his face and he held her shoulder, tightening his grip, trying not to hit her.She jerked his hand away, rushing out before entering the car and he drove to the house speedily. "Where's the president?" She inquired from the maid. "Miss he's in an important meeting with high-class officials, he'll see you after the meeting" The maid answered. "Inform him to come here now or forget about winning the election" She threatened and the maid went to deliver her message. Roberto came out, angry. "I want my guard to get replaced" She ordered. "Is that why you made me leave an important meeting? Stop acting childish and have some manners" He lashed out furiously. "Childish? If mom hadn't died because of you, would I get trained without manners?" She fired and he slapped her face. "You should learn to control your tongue, any tantrum fro
"How pathetic. How dare you ask me to wear clothes meant for strippers?!. You do know who I am right! I want yours" She retorted and he gawked. "You want mine? Should I count myself as being lucky? I feel regretful, calling the president seems like the best idea now""Please, can I wear your clothes?” She pleaded with difficulty. "Fine...hmmm but you'll have to pay £1,000,000""Why would I do that? Pay such an outrageous amount for your old faded clothes, you're a thief and you're trying to extort money from me" She countered and he laughed. "How about I drive you to a hotel and hand you over to someone else, you'll be lucky to get released without paying any ransom""But..but..but""I’m poor, I need money to get rich and also get more strippers" He taunted. "Why do you like strippers? are they better than other girls?. Strippers are the cheapest you could afford I guess”"You see, yes. Strippers are sexier, great lovers and also they drive you insane" He whispered into her ear and
Alessandro yawned as he rose from the bed. He frowned when he saw her curled on his bed. His mind flashed back to last night and he smiled. They had argued about who would sleep in the room and she succeeded in entering his room eventually, they both had to sleep on the same bed though she had used a lot of his clothes to demarcate their spaces. He went to the toilet, came out after a minute, took a towel and went to the gym.Isabella woke up with a frown, she checked the time and grumbled. “Why didn't those worthless maids wake me up?” She ranted, opened her eyes clearly, looking around and she opened her eyes wide with shock. “Damn"She got down from the bed and walked downstairs, running her hand through her rough hair. She took the remote and switched on the television and was amused with the news. “Damn that old fool, he thinks he’s smart" She cursed and sat down. Alessandro entered the sitting room, swearing as he used his towel to clean his face, she stared at him for some