Elsa's POV
I watched him passed by looking pale and exhausted, every fiber in my body wished to question his loss of vibrance but I couldn't, because,
It was none of my business.
My first week spent at the Davidson mansion had passed by in a frenzy and everyday seemed like a mere repetition of the previous day. To keep myself occupied, I joined in some house chores against the head maid's wish but boredom wouldn't let me listen to her.
Doing some laundry while humming my favourite song keeps me alive and away from my troubled heart. Jethro and Javis, the Davidson identical twins, as I know their names now still didn't spare me a proper welcome except the occasional disdainful gaze from Jethro and warm smile from Jarvis.
But I couldn't care anymore, two months is going to be over soon, isn't it?
I couldn't shake off my curiosity when Javis lost even that smile of his towards me, he ignores me completely now, I couldn't fathom why but I guess I was overestimating myself earlier, a mere driver's daughter has no significance to a rich heir.
But I was wrong, the heir has problems of his own.
I found out coincidentally around dinnertime when I returned earlier than usual to my room, he was on a phone call,his voice was shaky showing freely his vulnerable heart.
“I do not need your insincere apology.”
He sounded so harsh that I almost thought it was Jethro from his rear.
“Your wedding invitation was well accepted, congratulations but I was pass attending.”
He turned just in time to face me, he was startled and so was I. Javis didn't spare me another glance, he walked up to his room and slammed the door.
I made for my room putting together the pieces of the puzzle but it still didn't align. I distracted my mind from my curiosity, filling it with enthusiasm as I picked up my calendar and marked the day out. In a month and a few weeks, I will be out of this hellhole.
Because it didn't feel like a home.
I contemplated calling my father to check up on him when a banging sound at the door held me back. My heart skipped a beat, nobody had knocked on my door since my arrival at the mansion.
I tightened up the hem of my skirt and confidently walked to the door.I turned the doorknob in time to have it turned on the other end by a brunette haired young lady who stuck her neck inside immediately.
“Sorry for barging in on you, can I get a tampon?”
My eyelids doubled and I was taken aback, not because her request was absurd for a stranger but for the fact that she was only in her underpants and her bare breasts were in my face. Her rounded nipple looked like they were bruised.
“You care to help? Or maybe not?”
I recalled myself and walked back into the room. I overlooked her rudeness and returned with two unused tampons. She didn't bother to appreciate it and turned back towards Jethro's room as I expected.
I kept watching in amazement until I saw Jethro walked out of the room to meet the brunette haired lady halfway and I slammed the door shut. I couldn't afford to lock eyes with him when I knew he hates my gut.
I overheard them argue, a part of me felt unnecessary guilt probably because I thought the girl was going to get herself physically abused. To my surprise, then came silence. I slightly opened my door to check if the coast was clear but an ungodly sight graced my eyes.
They were kissing, right there in the open.
I closed my door immediately but I heard them laughing hysterically. I could tell that I was caught and that embarrassed me more. I sat on the bed and teared up really bad, enough to soak my dress just as I did on the day I had to move into the mansion.
More days passed without phone calls from my father, he only occasionally sends me short messages to tell me they were doing fine on the trip with Mr Jake Davidson.
But here I was enduring so much.
Enduring the constant ungodly moans from Jethro's room every day and night, the two brothers woe towards me, the loneliness.
I could have tried making friends with the domestic workers but unfortunately, they do not reside in the mansion and their quarters are quite far from the main building.I spend most of my time buried in books or house chores but today,I didn't feel like working.
I opened my room door slightly and looked through but I was met with silence. I tiptoed to the end of the hallway and I saw what warmed my heart for the first time since I walked into the mansion.
A back garden filled with different flowers, I wanted to make my way to the garden when a disapproving voice called from behind me.
“That is out of bound for you.”
I turned just in time to see Jethro up close behind me, I felt my heartbeat race, since when had he been lurking around and watching me from the shadows?
He was so close, too close for my comfort,our faces only inches apart. I had an up close view of his eyes,they were bloodshot. That’s the only visible difference between him and his twin.I couldn't fathom why but something about the dangerous glint in his eyes screamed loudly a warning to me.
“Run!”
But I didn't bulge, not out of confidence but I couldn't, he intimidates me just with mere looks, I felt like the wisdom of words and actions had eluded me. He raised my chin slightly with his left finger searching my face. I just stood there like a rag doll waiting to be devoured.
“You are beautiful up-close, I didn't know that.”
“Hurr!!!”
Now the assh
ole seems to be hitting on me.
Aren't I trapped in this dark corner now?
Yoka’s POVAs I watched Jethro stagger out of the club house, fresh anger surged in me. I felt my insides turn at the thought of his foolishness. That spoiled brat definitely wasn’t going to grow up anytime soon.I started undressing myself leaving my shorts on. I had to return to the inner warehouse where I was arranging my goods before he called for me. Being born poor had always been my undoing. A privilege Jethro Davidson had but couldn’t tap into it.Numbskull!“Yoka, the party is over already?” The lanky gatekeeper questioned me teasingly.“Yeah, the billionaire brat left early, he was totally drunk and out of it.” I responded dejectedly.I walked past the gatekeeper and made for my turf, it had always been the safest place for me in the world. Growing up on the streets, surviving on distributing drugs hasn’t been an easy feat for me, but meeting a spoilt brat made me envy being born in wealth so much.Unfortunately, it was too late for me.I felt my insides cringe from listenin
Elsa’s POV It has been weeks but it all felt the same, the loneliness slowly creeping into my mind. I had a million reasons to blame myself for my father’s untimely demise.I shouldn’t have allowed him to go out that day!I should have stopped him from returning to Los Angeles!But none of it feels right. Jarvis had kept on consoling me, he had told me it wasn’t our faults for losing our fathers to the cold arms of death yet, it was difficult to accept.I am totally an orphan.“Miss Williams , I have been calling out to you for some time, is everything alright?”I turned to face my colleague and forced on a smile just as I have been doing for quite awhile now. He returned my smile and walked away. Thankfully it was obvious he understood that I needed my time alone.The painful memory of my mother showing up at my father's funeral still hurts so much. The moment she had walked into the hall, I knew beyond reasonable doubt that she was my deadbeat mother.I took a glaring resemblance t
Jethro’s POV I slammed my hand on the table as fresh anger surged in me. All eyes turned in my direction but I didn’t care. I really wished father was here,I could have given him a huge chunk of my mind.“Never! I do not agree with everything!” I shouted at the top of my voice.Everyone else seemed affected by my action except one person , my twin brother Jarvis. He just stood there unshaken as if he wasn’t the exact villain in my life story.“Mr Jethro Davidson, please be seated, there is more to be said.”More to be said! What more could be said than the trashy bullshit I just heard a few minutes earlier. Father had given his entire company to my brother and then he compensated me with some measly amount of money and landed properties.Was he freaking joking!I had listened to him, when he insisted that I work at the company. I had enslaved myself by listening to him. I had shown up almost everyday, changed my appearance and even related with lowly people at the company.“Mr David
Jarvis’s POV One last look at the mirror, a teardrop on my left cheek. I took another look at myself, my black suit, bow tie and unstyled hair. I didn’t know how best to console myself because I never planned to dress for this occasion too soon.Father’s demise was a total tragedy!Unfortunately I am not alone in this, the only woman I love is also mourning. I wasn’t strong enough to hold myself together, how would I console Elsa?The day had started on a happy note, the two men had made it to drink and catch up on old times, only for us to individually receive distress calls of their demise in an accident.“Jarvis, aren’t you done yet?” I heard Jethro’s voice from the doorway.“I am ready.” I said in a barely audible voice.I had soaked my bed with tears last night. Unlike Jethro, I wasn’t strong enough to hold back my emotions. To make matters worse, when Elsa and I met at the hospital, she had paled out so much within a day.My pain intensified!I dragged my foot and made for the
Patrick’s POVIt is all so glaring now that my speculation was right, Jake Davidson had truly been remorseful. My daughter had been beaming with smiles all day, her diamond glittering ring had been the topic in the house.My companion Leila, her garrulous friend hadn’t spared me out of her impending wedding party plans. She had even described the imaginative wedding scene she envisioned, with her being the bridesmaid and me walking Elsa down the aisle to the altar, in truth, It sounds so amazing!I had watched my daughter’s reactions to it all, just as Jake Davidson had said, the last time we met, drawing up a contract that favors us was definitely going to put my mind at ease especially now that we were leaving Los Angeles.Crownstar Group, my daughter’s workplace and Glassdoor Empire had concluded their collaboration and the project turned out successful, so now it was time to return home,Strangely, it feels like home here too.I had lived a greater part of my life in this very to
Jarvis’s POV It was the day finally!I stood there in the midst of the rest of the staff at Glassdoor Empire as the sendforth party for Elsa’s team went on. I was torn between immeasurable joy and a sense of loss. She was leaving, walking out of my space again. I tried to make sense of my feelings but I guess I have gotten too attached to seeing her stunning face everyday, that was why I couldn’t bear the thought of her impending absence.“I am specially grateful to the CEO of Crownstar Group for the wonderful team he set up, the collaboration was a great success to both of our companies.”I could feel the insincerity behind my father’s words, it was true the collaboration was a success and the CEO of Crownstar empire had put up a great team, but my father definitely wasn’t grateful to him.My father had spent the better hours of his morning speaking ill of the CEO, since his team arrived at Glassdoor Empire, he had made no attempt to have a direct conversation with my father, appare