Esme I went into the bathroom to take a bath, sitting Inside the bathtub, I let my body relax and let the warmth of the water seep into my body. Rita and I had fallen into our respective rooms for the night's rest, the day had been long and we had a strenuous day ahead of us tomorrow. The next day I left home earlier than Rita the next day, Mr Van had called to inform me of the arrival of a client. I'd gotten to work in a rush and hours had passed but I was still with his client, not that I cared, my fee increased by the minute. " Mr Zanders," I called clasping my hands together. " You claim to not be involved in this accusation leveled against you right?" I asked and he nodded. " I need you to tell me the truth, I'm a lawyer and whether or not you committed the crime, I'm only left with the job of acquitting you," I urged. " If you don't tell me the truth, this could become tricky and could be used against us in court, I just need you to tell me the truth, my secretary will

Esme My phone rang and I walked to pick it up, to strings of unknown numbers. " Hi Esme," the voice said. " This is Zanders. I hope I'm not intruding," he said again. " No you aren't, I'll be there in a while," I said before hanging up. "Rita," I called when I was done dressing. Not too elaborate, I was wearing a jean, a big T-shirt, and a sneaker, it wasn't like I was there to make an impression it was infact the opposite, I needed him to back off from any sort of thought he was having about me. " Daamnn! Why'd you wear the same outfit as I am," Rita exclaimed on walking out of her room. I took a look at her outfit, and it had Indeed taken me by surprise. " Did you by chance stare at me while I was dressing up?” I asked raising my brows. " Pfft. I didn't even leave my room at all. You're the one who's been leaving," she retorted. " I only dressed this way because I was the third party and I couldn't dress too well," she defended herself. " Whatever," I replied and took the

RitaThe door was opened by Mr. Zanders and he was shocked to the core at the sight of the bodies in the room.And it had taken a lot of luck not to get burnt in the room as he lit a match and threw it into the room, while he made his escape, I watched the body of my parent be burnt in the pyre he set ablaze.Grandma had brought me up after we escaped Germany and absconded to Italy, the years had passed by and her health was deteriorating, I naturally had to step up and be the breadwinner of the family until Mr Todd settled everything for me.And when he had tried to get close to Esme, it was only a matter of time before I killed him myself, I decided until I wasn't able to take it anymore, the sound of his screams sounded nothing to the way my parents had begged him to believe them.Years had passed and he must have done so much evil that he couldn't recognize me, but I could, the scar of the cut I'd given him was still there and so was the scar of the knife that plunged into my skin

Esme“Peach," his voice reverberated through the room."Your secretary asked that I wait outside your office or I leave and come back later because you're in a meeting," I said and stared at the secretary who was already tuning back meek." Your finger opens the door. I'll be with you immediately," he said and I nodded." By the way what's your favorite flavor of ice cream?" I asked watching as the secretary was already beginning to get sweaty." Miss Esme," she called, and I turned back to look at her." Is there anything I can help you with," I asked raising an eyebrow." Um I didn't kn..know.. that you were close to Mr. Todd," she said almost teary-eyed." You're new, yeah? I asked and she nodded.I'd almost forgotten that the previous secretary was probably dead or somewhere in Alaska serving her life imprisonment jail term." Learn the ropes young lady, I'm not kind enough to let something like this slide by but because it's a good day and you're still learning the ropes, by the

ToddSeeing Esme walk out of the bathroom in my shirt, I could swear was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen. Her hair was packed in a messy bun, with strands of it, falling down her face, and her hands tugging down at the end of the shirt.I held my breath with each step she took, unable to take my eyes off the piece of art in front of me." Where are the pants," she asked and I broke out of the trance I'd fallen into.I stood up from the bed and walked to the closet." You can choose any one of these," I said and she nodded, rummaging through the closet until she found an old jogger of mine on top of the closet.She stood on her toes, to reach it to no avail, with my shirt moving up her thighs.I walked closer, steadying her back on her feet before taking it down for her." Here you go," I said and handed it to her before walking back to the bed.She turned backward to wear the pants while I stared at her petite body.The pants hung loosely around her waist and despite it being