CHAPTER ELEVEN     **BRIANNA**  The cab stopped in front of my house,I payed him and alighted from the car. I walked into the house and saw my mom sleeping on the sofa. She opened her eyes a few seconds later and sat up on the tattered sofa she was laying on. She must have heard my footsteps because she is a very light sleeper. "You came back early,didn't you tell me you are to get off from work around six p.m. or so?" My mom said. "I ran away from work." I said simply and sat down on another sofa. "What?!" She shouted incredulously. "Why would you do that?" She asked again. "Something came up and I had to leave early." I stated smoothly. "Hmm hmm." She hummed clearly not believing me. "I'm telling the truth,a fire started in the cafeteria and the employe

   CHAPTER THIRTEEN       **ADRIAN**    The car drove into the compound and stopped in front of the mansion. I alighted from the car and the guards stood in a line to greet me. I snubbed them and walked into the mansion. On entering,the maids in the sitting room stopped what they were doing and greeted me. I also ignored their greetings and climbed the stairs that led to the floor the bedrooms are located. I walked down the hallway to the master bedroom, unlocked the door and walked inside. I strode to the bathroom and dumped my suit jacket in the laundry basket and started to take off my clothes. After undressing,I also dumped my clothes in the laundry basket and stepped under the shower. I washed myself and stepped out of the shower then dried my body and hair with a towel before tying another towel around my waist. I walked out of the bathroom towards the vanity

   CHAPTER FIFTEEN  # NEXT MORNING        **BRIANNA**  The annoying sound of my alarm clock penetrated my sleep, jolting me back to reality just as I was getting the best of my sleep since I spent last night plotting devious ways on how to use the powder on Mr Adrian.   With a groan, I sat up and stretched, letting out a loud yawn. The first ray of sunlight making it's way past the curtain, illuminating the room.   I climbed out of bed, slammed the alarm off and blocked out the thought of crawling back onto my bed to enjoy more nap, knowing fully well that Mr Adrian has a thing for unpunctuality and tardiness and I can't afford to be in his bad graces this morning especially when I have something daring to do besides, I also can't afford to lose my job.   After taking a cold shower

   CHAPTER SEVENTEEN      **BRIANNA**  The day finally came to an end and I sighed tiredly. Mr. Adrian had made me do more work after the files arrangement stuff and I'm feeling quite hungry now since I didn't get to eat lunch. I cleared my desk and packed up my things into my bag. I looked out of the window and saw that it was getting pretty late, the sun setting already. I didn't realize it was this late. Damn Mr. Adrian for giving me extra work. I picked up my bag and walked out of my office dragging my legs. I got food the elevator and entered it, the doors were about to slide close when somebody used their leg to stop it. I looked up at the person and saw that it was Mr. Adrian. I rolled my eyes at him and brought my phone out of my bag and started playing games, I made sure that it was in the highest volume because I didn't want to have any conversation with him and I a

   CHAPTER NINETEEN     **ADRIAN**  I dropped Brianna in the car and slid in next to her before closing the door. She was still shivering madly even after she got into the car. She must have spent a lot of time under that heavy rain. "Can you see where your stubbornness got you? If you had accepted to get in the car with me earlier, you wouldn't be here shivering like a scared puppy." I said glaring at her pointedly. She ignored what I said and acted as if I wasn't talking to her. I rolled my eyes at her ridiculous behavior. "Brandon?" I called his attention. "Yes, Mr. Adrian?" He responded turning slightly in his seat. "Can you turn on the heater of the car?" I asked. "Of course." He said and turned on the heater. "Where is your house located Brianna?' I questioned turnin