เข้าสู่ระบบShemika's POVThis was when I saw it. Mom was tied to a chair.I was still crying and Mom refused to open her eyes to look at us, she was disappointed in us, we didn't keep to the promise-I screamed and now we're in danger and she's just too helpless to help us.They poured gasoline all over mom and before she could say anything to us, they lit the match stick and flung it at her."NOOOO!" I screamed.I started to struggle with the men that were pinning me down, I wanted to rush into the fire, to burn with my Mom. "No, please. Let her go-" My voice cracked as I screamed and begged.Mom was struggling in the fire, and after a while, she finally stopped shaking. Mom was gone, she died in pain.I suddenly stopped crying, my eyes couldn't form tears anymore.My breath hitched and my chest rose and fell in despair.It was this night that everything changed. The very last minute I saw mom take her last breath, my heart immediately went dark, consumed by rage and pure hatred.Maya already f
Shemika's POV"What's mom talking about?" I thought.She seemed to have heard the question I just asked inside my mind, so she smiled at me and squeezed my cheeks softly.Her voice trembled while she spoke. "I know... I'll remind you, Shemika." She beamed with the softest voice I've ever heard so far.She pressed her palm softly over my face and let out a silent sigh, then she said, "We call you Clair, Shemika. It's not a name, honey-it's what you're. You're a clairvoyant, a seer of things no one dares to imagine." She smiled proudly at her words.I was still confused, so I asked, "I don't understand, mom." Tears were almost forming in my eyes. I hated how lost I was, I didn't even know if any of this was real or not. I was just here-in this dark, cloudy room.She chuckled softly, "Of course, you understand, honey. You've just forgotten. Shemika, you always saw things before they happened. You've the ability to perceive events beyond normal sensory contacts." She added calmly."But...
Shemika's POV This is what he always does, he'll come to see me and then receive a call, then he'll disappear like a flash, or so, like a flicker of light. What the hell do I know that might have happened and why did he rush out of my room like that? Whatever the case might be, Bishop is the type that will always have everything under control, so, BINGO! I don't have to worry about anything. Without thinking much about it, I shifted fully into the bed, and then I laid back down with a loud exhale. "What a day!" I thought. I can't believe I was kidnapped today. Something I never thought about or ever imagined could happen to me. Despite how much I don't want to think deep into it, I find myself reminiscing about it-the kidnapper, his daughter, the way they grabbed me outside the penthouse just before I could step in and cry for help. "Have they been monitoring me?" I thought. Did they know about me this much to the extent they came for me knowing fully that Bishop will turn him
Bishop I walked down the hallway and towards her room. I didn't knock, I simply stepped into her room like I owned it, of course, I did-in the absence of Mr. Saint though. Shemika was sitting on the bed with Lexi, who was gently applying cream to her bruised lips. "Step out," I said firmly and without hesitation, Lexi immediately hurried out of the room with a gentle bow. Quietly, she closed the door behind her. I sighed and stepped closer to Shemika on the bed. I picked the cotton wool that Lexi was using and I started to help her clean her wound. Shemika flinched and I immediately stopped, "Are you okay?" I asked softly. "Did they hurt you?" Shemika shook her head slowly. "No... They didn't hurt me." But I noticed something in her eyes. She looked worried. Her face was tense. I lowered the cotton wool back on the bed and leaned closer to her. "What is it? You're not telling me something." I whispered, my voice was too low and calm. Shemika hesitated. Then finally, she spok
BishopThe kidnapper suddenly lunged forward and grabbed my hands, pinning them tight behind me while his daughter started searching my body.They were checking if I'd any weapons on me."What a waste of time." I thought. All the weapons I brought with me were gone already, it was in the trunk in my car, so I'd nothing on me.The man was just about to tie my wrist when I immediately acted fast. I suddenly jolted up and snatched the gun from the father’s belt in one swift move. Before anyone could react, I already turned the gun and pressed it hard against the father’s throat.“Who sent you?” I barked, my voice sharp and deadly.The man didn’t say anything. He only glared at me like a stubborn beast.Without hesitation, I grabbed his throat and spun him around. I pressed his back against my chest while I still had the gun pointed at his throat."Who sent you?" I asked again, I roared this time around.The man still didn't say a word.I didn’t waste time. I raised the gun and slammed it
BishopI flung the bag into the trunk of my car and I hurried back to the front and claimed the driver's seat, but I didn't drive away, not yet.I sat slumped into the seat, unsure what to do now. So I tossed out my phone and a quick thought instantly slipped into my mind.My heart was heavy with anger and worry, but mostly fear. I can't imagine Shemika getting hurt because of me.My eyes locked on the phone's screen for a while before I started to text the strange number that may have kidnapped or picked Shemika."But I thought I saw Shemika go into the penthouse? How the hell was she kidnapped? Has somebody been watching or monitoring her?" I couldn't control all the varieties of thoughts coming into my mind.“I have your daughter. If you want her back, release Shemika.” I texted the strange number.A few seconds later, the reply came in.“Bring her to me first, then I’ll let your woman go.”I paused and stared at the message for a long moment before typing back.“No. We play by my
Shemika"Just a minute." He whispered to me and hurried back to his own side of the bed. He fumbled for his pants and hurriedly put them on before sliding his shirt over his head.He rushed back towards me and the moment I saw him dressed up, I became a little bit settled. At least, he isn't naked
ShemikaAfter his welcoming and acknowledgment speech, he then went ahead to award the best performer of the year at Wet Nights.Synn was called on stage and the crowd erupted with loud cheers and claps, "Go girl." I screamed as she took the stage just beside Bishop. I clapped along, impressed as S
ShemikaThe D-Day has finally arrived, the end-of-year bash! Wet Nights Outing Friday will be holding tonight and Synn seemed excited about the whole thing."I promise, Shemika, you'll enjoy this party." Synn tried convincing me while applying makeup on her face.I was reluctant about the party an
ShemikaI started applying my lipstick but my fingers suddenly paused for a second, "Wait! Synn, did you say Bishop is coming tonight?" I blurted, urgency in my tone."What the hell, Shemika. Of course, yes—I’ve answered this question before.” She paused and glanced at me, then she smirked her tong







