Asher’s private plane had gone off the radar for the past four hours after the first seven hours of the flight and no one knew where the plane was. I and Steph had only been informed two hours ago. I was going crazy with fear and anxiety. I couldn’t help but imagine the worst. Images of different possibilities floated into my mind as I tried to remain calm on the outside but was going through an emotional turmoil inside me.What we were hearing from the staff in the control room correlated so much with the Bermuda Triangle cases. Gone… suddenly lost and never to be seen again. My head felt tender from pulling on my hair in frustration, all I could do was pace back and forth in the control room while Steph kept yelling at the control room guys.“What do you mean? F*cking find him! If he dies, you all die!” Steph screamed before she paced over to me.“He’s going to be fine, okay, don’t worry.”“The storm is so bad though,” she added, as she glanced outside.“You need to calm down Steph.

Everything went thus…I provided Kira with the footage of Mr. Herman trying to force himself on me and a voice recording of very implicating conversations he had with many other female staff he had approached before suddenly firing them and ruining their lives in the process. I also got the footage of Mrs. Herman slapping and abusing me after believing the lies her cheating pig of a husband had fed her. Finally, I also provided a lot of pictures of Mr. Herman with his many girlfriends he had gone to visit whenever he had ‘gone on a business trip’. I had gotten all this evidence when I became successful. I learned early that you only mattered when you smelled like money.Kira took the pains of contacting many other news agencies and urged them to publish the stories which they obviously couldn’t turn down because of how juicy they were. Of course, they were paid to keep their mouths shut about who had leaked information to them. It only took an hour for the news to spread like wildfire

If there was a competition for who could button their shirts faster, Asher would be the winner. By the time I was down from the counter and done adjusting my slip dress Asher’s shirt was buttoned all the way up, and he was five feet away from me doing the dishes like nothing happened as Melody waddled in. No, she didn’t see anything, thank goodness.“Hey Bean, what’s wrong?” I asked, quickly running over to her as she rubbed her sleepy eyes, the blanket somehow managed to hang over her head the entire trip here.“I had a bad dweam”“Aww sweetie it’s okay, want to sleep with mummy tonight?” I asked, stretching my hand-over for her to take. I could feel Asher’s eyes on me, but I ignored it.“Yeah”“Okay, let’s go.”I took one last glance at Asher to meet his eyes already on me, and then he winked. I felt butterflies… after all we had just done on that island, a mere wink caused me to have butterflies. I shook my head and let Melody lead me away.*****I wasn’t able to get much sleep las

Dinner date night… checkPress conference… checkTake pictures for a press conference… checkTease Asher some more… checkGo to a gala I have no interest in attending… checkFind a way to escape from the mysterious man in all black that has been following me for the past ten minutes… uncheckedIt was exactly that. A man had been following me for the past ten minutes in this stupid gala. I had decided not to go but changed my mind for business reasons. I think he wants to kill me because I can see something glinting in his hand. My… who would want to kill a good little me? I have a good idea, and it may have to do with getting back with the same son he had shipped me half across the world from. I knew the other shoe would drop soon. Does this guy know how uncomfortable it is to run in heels?I hadn't even had time to look back or notice that the creepy guy was no longer following behind me but had taken a corner and now had me in his grip when he pulled me unknowingly from my left, sl