LEAH“I-uh-I” she stuttered,“Are you a stammerer?” I asked, disgusted,Vivian finally looked up from the menu, and noticed the table.“When did you start fucking my husband?” I asked, again.“A year ago.”I paused, confused. Lucas hadn't officially gained reigns into the company until eight months ago, how the fuck did she start sleeping with him long before then?“Where did you meet him?” I asked, sitting slightly.“It was at a dinner.” She responded, “I swear, I didn't know he was married.” She replied, still twitching her fingers.Her head was bowed, and she was trying to avoid eye contact.Vivian held a neutral look on her face, as she watched both of us.“When you realized he was married, why didn't you walk away?” I attacked,If she was expecting me to have any pity for her because my husband that she was cheating with beat her to pulp, then she was most definitely wrong.“I did. Or at least I wanted to, but then he offered me this job,”“And you thought the job was worth destr
LEAH I narrowed my eyes on her. “How does he loot the money? And where does he store it?” I asked,The waiters approached us, and our orders were served.She looked at me before picking up her cutleries.“There's an offshore account he owns.” She started,“Okay, go on.” I urged,“I don't exactly know what name the account holds, but he has a secret safe in his office where he hides all his incriminating files. Everything that could get him locked up.” “Do you have access to it?” She shook her head, “No. He wouldn't let anyone touch it. Not even his mother.” “Then how do I know you're saying the truth?” I asked, annoyed.“I can help you get the key to the lock. I know where he hides it, and I've opened up the safe before.”I looked at her. With the bulge on her forehead, I could see reasons as to why she wouldn't lie about this, but then she was Lucas's employee. This could all be a plot.“Lean forward,” I said to her,She paused, looked around for a second, then leaned forward sl
LEAHOne. Two. Three. His footsteps were cold, and calculated. His eyes were narrowed, and I watched as he placed one hand behind him. It was tucked into the back of his trousers.Was he with a gun?Scarlett's lips were murmuring, and I could hear her spitting mumbles.“Keep quiet,” I growled at her,He was barely ten feet away from us.“Babe, what are you looking at?” His mistress's voice pulled his attention.He turned to her, then responded, “just checking out this car. I'm trying to find out who parked here at such a late time.”She groaned, “does it really matter? Let's go inside.” Lucas took one look at our car, and then back at her.I watched as he tried to make a decision, and I held my heart in my chest.“Baby, just give me a minute to check it out”“Why are you so bothered about-”A set of footsteps emerged, and all eyes turned to him.A man in a disheveled dress shirt, and stained trousers walked out.As soon as he saw Lucas, he paused.“Good evening, sir.” He greeted, ar
LEAHScarlett immediately grabbed the key from Vivian's hands, and ran to the safe.I watched her fumble with the key, and it fell. She immediately picked it up, and unlocked the safe.From afar, I could see how her face fell. “It's not here,” the words fell from her mouth.I walked to her to see an empty safe. There was no disputing that. There was nothing there. I clamped my lips shut as Scarlett sat on the floor. Her knees were perched up, and her head was buried within her legs.“I could swear it was here just yesterday. I wear, it was.” She kept on ranting, She stood up, and then watched the safe. “It was this safe. It was here.” She insisted,I watched her try to convince herself of the location of the files. She then turned to me, “I really don't know what happened. I swear. It used to be here.”I exchanged looks with Vivian. I still didn't know what to believe.“Why didn't you take a picture when you saw it? It would be an equally substantial evidence.”“I-uh-I I didn't thi
LEAHI stared at the text, paused in time.Another text came in immediately, “he knew you'd be coming...” I read it again.“What's wrong?” Drew's voice pulled me back to reality.I closed up my phone as I shook my head. “Nothing. Everything's fine.” I responded,“Leah, what the hell is wrong?” “Nothing! Nothing's wrong. Take a chill pill,” I replied, taking a seat.I wished he would just obey, and return to work, but he didn't.“Are you in trouble?” His questions infuriated me.“Does it really matter? You're punishing me, right? Go on with your work while I sit here.”“You're trying to make me the villain.” He scoffed,I rolled my eyes, “you hold yourself to an unnecessarily high esteem. I'm not trying to make you a villain, you already are a villain.” He chuckled cynically before responding, “I'm a villain for trying to protect you.”“I don't need your protection.”“Yes, the fuck you do. You need me to protect you, especially from yourself.”I narrowed my eyes at him, “what's th
LUCAS Fucking bitch. Fucking asshole. Who the hell did she think she was, crawling up to my office in the middle of the night?Who the fuck did she think she was?A mere assistant, that was what she was. A fucking assistant! I made her! I made her who she was! I walked into the office, ready to burn anyone in my way.As I headed towards my seat, the door was pushed open.“Good morning, sir.” A voice said,I looked to find one of the men on my financial team at the door.“Good morning, come in.” I responded.He took a seat. “How may I help you?” I asked, clasping my palms together.“I came to inquire if I have to move everything to Mrs Irving's tab since she's the new chief financial officer.” I paused. When we had made the decision to add her on the board, someone had suggested I gave her a position, and it seemed like a good idea at that time, but I never authorized her bing the chief financial officer.“Who says she's the C. F. O?” I asked,His eyes darted around the room befo
LUCASShe approached the desk, and sat on it. To my surprise, she closed her legs.“Daddy,” she called in a light, sultry voice.“Yes, baby.” I responded,“I want a thousand dollars for treating you right,” she said,I was about to dispute when she slowly opened her legs. I looked down to find her juice dripping down her legs.Fuck.“Make it good, and I'll double it.” “You promise?” “Yeah,” I responded, with my eyes still between her legs.She dipped her hands in her pussy, and sucked on the juice.“Let me touch you,” “No. I want you to watch me, and watch me good.” She picked up her vibrator. I watched as she inserted it within her, and it moved in circles. Her vulva vibrated, as she played around.She arched her back up, raising her feet so that her knees were bent.We maintained eye contact as she picked up the large, fat dildo, and shoved it within her.It slid in. Out. In.She closed her eyes, and bit her lower tongue.“Fuck,” she muttered, grabbing the edge of the desk with
LEAHJesus Christ.Scarlett on Lucas on the office desk.Heck no.I turned around and walked out of the office, slamming the door behind me.As soon as I walked out, I noticed a few eyes on me.“What are you looking at?”I barked at them, “do you get paid to sit and gossip?” They all scrambled, and I walked into my office.As soon as I arrived, I took a seat. Lucas had given me one of those transparent offices, and while it was safer, I would have preferred having a crash out in silence. I closed my eyes, sighing deeply.That was one memory that I would never be able to get out of my head.I sighed, and then exhaled.I picked up my phone, and stared at the text from Scarlett.“Mr Lucas is in the office, and he's asking of you.” The text read,Why did she send that text to me when she knew they would be doing something so disgusting?And worse, it was in the office. Couldn't they get a room?I hissed, booting my laptop.“Ew.” I spat out, once more. I gritted my teeth as I looked at t
LEAHThe drive was fucked up. I was lucky to make it safely to the office.I picked up my bag, the file, and walked through the lot.The sound of my phone ringing, pulled my attention.Drew.“Hello,” I said, stomping forward.I had to kill him. There was no other option left.“Where are you?” “Heading to the office. What do you want?”“I want to know what you were doing at that girl's house. Why are you digging up old wounds?”I paused in my tracks, “I dug up old wounds because I had to prove I wasn't a murderer.”“You're not. She isn't dead.”“Yes, but she almost died. And I had to prove I wasn't the reason for that.”I heard him grunt, and then speak, “okay. What did you find out?”The rage in my body pulsated, as I gripped harder onto my bag.“Lucas, and Kate pushed her off the wall. Can you believe that? The woman whom I have been mourning nearly ruined my life.”“How did you find out?”“She remembers. The girl who got pushed off.”“That's good.”“I know,” I began to walk, “and I
LEAHI knew Lucas was a terrible man, but finding this out was a real change to my perspective.I turned to find her staring at me. She raised an inquisitive brow, then turned to her sister who just shrugged.“I thought I pushed you off the balcony,” I revealed.“You-”“I know. You said I wasn't there, I know.” I cut in. I didn't need to hear it again. I touched my thighs, and then the chair, but I didn't know what to do. “You're sure I wasn't there?”“Yes,” she replied in a low tone. She wasn't harsh anymore, just confused.I rubbed my lips on each other, staring into nothing.Was every part of my life a lie? How deep had my husband cut in?“I was drunk that night,” I began to explain, “drunk, and intensively high, so my memory is jagged. I honestly don't remember all that had happened. Based on what I had been told, I saw you trying to kiss Lucas, and in jealousy, pushed you off the balcony.” I let a breath pass through my lips, “all my life, I have been feeling so guilty. Everyday
LEAHI shook my hand off her grip. “The next time you threaten me, I will show you the clear difference between a woman born in wealth, and a woman who stole her way there. Don't test me.”With that, I pushed her hand off, and walked off.Her eyes followed me as I strolled out of the building. As soon as I got to the driveway, I took a pause, taking in a deep breath.Francis was a pimp. Yes, he was. How dare he go ahead and tell her about the kiss making it look like it was my fault?We both kissed each other. I didn't force myself on him. I had initiated it, but that didn't mean-“Leah!” A sharp voice called my name,I turned to find Xander sprinting towards me. As soon as he approached me, he quickly corrected himself, “sorry, Mrs Irving. I only called you by your first name-”“What can I do for you?” I asked, crossing both arms over my chest.I could still feel my cheeks flushed in anger.“Here,” he handed me a brown file.“What is this?” “The divorce papers.”“I just authorize
LEAH“You're joking, right?”I shook my head. “I'm not. I'm serious, I want to adopt a child.”“And you want me to be the co parent,” he completed,“Exactly.”“No.”“Why?” I cocked my head, “I thought we were a team?” He closed his eyes, then I heard a deep groan. “Why do you want a child?”“Because she's important to me.”“Whose child do you want to adopt?”“Yours.” He was silent for a second. He leaned back on his chair, then finally leaned towards me. I was still by the door, with it slightly adjusted.“That's Kate's child,” he corrected,I clenched my jaw, biting back the words.“What do you say? Are you with me on this or not?”“I'm not with you on anything. You want to adopt a child? Go on, I'm not stopping you, but I won't be a part of it.”“This is your child!”“It's Kate's child.”My lips parted, and I was about to preach on how insensitive he was, but I clamped my lips shut. It was Lucas. Why had I expected better?I turned around, and walked out of his office.As soon as
LEAH“I'll work on it,”He didn't respond, but with a huff, he was out of the office.Lucas walked in immediately, “what did your uncle want?” “Since when did we become a team?” I snarled,He walked in fully, and closed the door behind him.I looked through the glass, ensuring he knew that everyone could see him. He tucked at his suit, and straightened his shoulders.“We need to be a team. Your uncle is the enemy, not me.”I glared at him, but didn't say a word as I retreated back to my seat.“Do you like your position in this company?”“Why? Do you want to take that away too? Haven't you taken enough from me?”“I'm not taking anything. Just listen to me. I can give you a permanent spot at this table, but you and I know your uncle is the common enemy. One chance, and he'll displace us permanently.”I looked him dead in the eye, “There is no way in hell you're trying to negotiate my father's company with me.”“Look, I'm not negotiating, I'm just-”I saw the desperation in his eyes, a
LEAH“I'm staying for the meeting, but please help me reach out to Drew's home, and see if you can speak to him.”“Alright, do you have any message you want me to pass on?”“No,” I shook my head, slightly, “just let him know that I'm checking in.” She walked out abruptly.I took one look at my phone, and typed in Martina's name on the search bar. She was the first to come up.As I scrolled through, I searched for whatever I could use to debunk whatever he was trying to do.Martina had a master's degree in finance and accounting. A first class degree. She was good.I had submerged myself into reading her profile, until Mary's voice pulled me off guard.“I called, and Mr Drew is not home.” Where the hell could he have gone to?“Were you informed on where he could be?” I asked,“Yes, he's at work.”I released a deep sigh, as I pinched my forehead. “Don't worry about it, thank you.” She nodded, and walked out.The intercom buzzed, and I heard Scarlett's voice.“We are all expected to
LEAH“Why are you staring at me?” He asked with his eyes semi closed.I shook my head, “nothing.” I didn't bother lying.“You should get dressed and go to work.”“You're not fine, I'm not leaving you here.”“I have a hundred staff here,” he argued, “I'm sure I'll be fine.”“I'm not leaving.”He glared at me, “go to work. There are already whispers about you, missing a day will give them a topic.”I didn't want to move an inch, but he had bit the bullet at the right point.I walked into my closet. I heard the doctor's voice as he came in, and I blocked their voices out.Soon enough, I had picked what I wanted to wear, and I changed into it.As I walked out of the room, Drew's eyes met mine one more time. “Get well soon,” I wished,He nodded, and I left the house.I knew I was an hour late for work. Eyes had lingered on me as I walked into the office. Mary ran to my side as soon as she sighted me. She smiled at me politely, “Good morning, ma'am. Let me help with your bag.” She offered
LEAH“I can't make any decisions right now. I'm going to bed, and you should too.”“Okay. Fine.” He didn't argue,I ended the call abruptly.As I wrapped the bed sheet over myself, sleep cuddled me like a warm blanket.THE NEXT MORNING.The blaring sound of the alarm woke me the next morning. With a groan, I picked up my phone, and swiped it off. What was even the time? I looked at the clock. Five am. It was good enough, I could start preparing for work.I got off the bed, and was about heading into the shower when I recalled none of the maids had brought in my outfit for today last night.Drew's perfectly worming team had forgotten my clothes, but they were somehow perfect at gossiping.I sucked in my teeth, and opened the door.To my surprise, a body fell on the floor. My pupils widened as his head hit the carpet.“Drew!” I screamed out, surprised.His eyelids flickered twice, and then a silent groan escaped his lips.In a bid to help him up, I grabbed his arms. His temperature h
LAEL“I've solved your problems”I opened my eyes immediately. He walked past me, and towards the bench.I closed my lips, and wiped the shame from them.The lights were dim, but bright enough for me to see his full physique. He took off the black gloves on his hands.“What do you mean?” I asked, not moving.“Your problem, I solved it.”“What problem?” “The murder accusation.” He replied, as he threw the leather gloves into the trash can.“How?” That was all I could ask. Nothing seemed to make any sense.He started to unbutton his equally black shirt, “Do you really want to know how?” “Yes,” He grunted, as he took the shirt off, and tossed it into the trash can too. He then took off his socks, and shoes. They got the same fate as the rest of his clothings.“Call a guard for me,”“No.”His eyes flickered, “Don't be stubborn, call a guard.”I refused to move.He sighed, picked up his phone, and I heard the buzzing sounds.“Boss,” I could hear his right hand’s voice.“Come to the gard