All Chapters of Three Months Contract: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mrs. Benson smiled as she watched her little angel, Pamela, run up to her. "Mum! Mum!" She hopped on the mat her mum had just spread and looked up at her excitedly."There's a cute little pond over there," Her hands outstretched as she eagerly pointed her index finger towards an oak tree, a big one, and behind it was a cute little pond just like she said. It was surrounded by cute tiny grey rocks and tall green grasses. Water lilies floated on the water. The soft rays of the morning sun penetrated the shallow water making it look more enchanting and beautiful.From where they looked, the water bubbled and they both gasped as a tadpole hopped out onto a lily pad. It was such an adorable tadpole."Aww," Mrs. Benson cooed.Mr. and Mrs. Benson had intentionally chosen the location as Pamela seemed to have a thing for nature.She smiled as she looked back at her daughter.Over the past years, Pamela had grown into a smart, sweet, and adorable young girl. She had been their only child and

Mr Benson gave his daughter a squeeze on the shoulder and stood up to go get what he wants to share with her.He walked to his drawer, cleared the top and moved it. Pamela's eyes bulged out, she could have sworn with her life on the line that the drawer could not be moved.Mr Benson groaned silently, his muscles bunching as he moved it.He moved it and underneath was the rug, the same one that covered the whole room. He raised the rug and there was a brown squared shaped gleaming tile. He pulled it and there was a hole. He sneaked his hand in and he brought out a black case. A case that almost could pass for a glass case. Mr Benson's looked up at her and chuckled at her facial expression He beckoned on her to move closer.Legs shaky, she moved closer and knelt beside him.She didn't know why but she was scared.It was like her dad was letting her in on some really dark secrets."See?" Her dad said and pressed the red and only button on the case and a front where a code has to be p

"There's a little problem." He said as he looked at the sightly old man in front of him. "Stan, one of my men is injured."The head of the men who had attacked the Bensons said as he blew out the smoke that came from the cigarettes in his hand, he leaned on the wall and free arm nearest to the wall was stuffed in his pocket. "I knew I shouldn't have hired you for this job!" The slightly old man in the room bursted out, standing abruptly and causing the chair to shift back and make a gritting noise. The younger man raised his left eyebrow as he stood up abruptly. The noise of the chair shifting back echoed in the room. It was an abandoned warehouse, filled with nothing but smell of dirty dust and rustiness. More frequent heavy rain and the place would be going down. He had rushed there immediately the younger man called. "You don't talk to me like that. I just said one of my men is hurt and all your big fat lips could muster is that I messed up your stupid plan?" He said calmly, da

Rye, East Sussex, England.5:00AMIt was morning again, another day to go out there and work his ass off. He sighed, content as wiped his body dry from his bath. Yes, he works his ass off and his efforts are never in vain.He's a hard worker and so is his wife and they make enough to send their only child to school and still be able to eat the three square meal and still have some change left.Mr Jones looked up at the wall clock, it was 5:00AM. He needs to be at the river early if he intends to get good catches or any catch at all.He put on his t-shirt that was already ironed and laid out by his wife. It smelt fresh and clean as he put it on, he inhaled its fresh smell.He knew he had the best woman as his wife. Ellen, his wife, was humble to the core, caring, and smart. He could scarcely remember meeting any woman who is as kind and giving as her. Ellen would give her front teeth to feed a starving dog. Yeah, that was how caring she was.Mr. Jones's smile grew wider as he thought

"Ahhhhh" Ellen, Mr. Jones' wife, continued to scream loudly as her husband cussed.He had jerked back as his wife bumped into him, causing the hot water in the bucket she held poured on him."Shit! Shit! Shit!" He muttered repeatedly as he felt a tiny burn and then rushed to the bathroom.Ellen stopped screaming and ran after him, apologizing profusely, "I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry, honey. I had no idea you were coming." She rambled on as he removed his shirt, "I called you and you didn't answer so I just assumed you didn't hear me."Her husband poured cold water on his chest, and winced a little, "I'm so sorry," she repeated."It's alright, dear. It wasn't really hot since you know, you already mixed it.""Still," she pouted, "I'm sorry, is there a burn? Does it hurt?" She asked as she checked his chest for any scald."Honestly it's cool. It already cooled before I even got here," he shrugged, "I guess I panicked unnecessarily"."I'm so sorry," she said again and wrapped her hands