Joan's POV“That bitch must think she’s the queen right now, ruling in a kingdom she doesn’t belong in. How could Andre be so foolish to love an animal like Christabel?” I said, pacing around my room so angrily while holding a glass of whiskey in my right hand. I was so furious about how helpless I felt in this situation and disgusted at the fact that Andre went for a slut as cheap as Christabel. “If you ask me, I’ll say she’s lucky you know, not everyone can bag a real man like your uncle, Joan. He is definitely the real deal” Tina spoke from the bed, holding a blunt of weed and glass of whiskey also.Tina was my new fish and a fucking ass gold digger whose intentions were well known to me. I didn’t care because we were not romantically involved or interested in each other, we just shared the same interests sexually and otherwise. She moved in with me a few weeks ago and had learned about everything that went on with Andre and Christabel, seeing how much I talked about it. She was

JOAN'S POV“So you want to leave then, you want to go and leave me by myself just because I no longer have the means to take care of you, is that what this is?” I asked, trying to ignore the sting I felt at her words. I was taken aback a little, because it was the first time anyone would dare call me broke and not be wrong about it. And for once in my life, even if it was not as bad as most guys out there, I could relate to the sadness and loneliness they often felt because of poverty.“Why do you suddenly care so much, whether I choose to stay or leave, it’s not like you are in love with me or something. We both know that I’m only here to satisfy your needs, which is what I have done ever since I came.” Tina barked, getting angry at the fact that I was trying to emotionally blackmail her.“I agreed to stay with you for the things I stood to gain and you knew that, we both were gaining from each other, or atleast was supposed to, before things turned out like this. Right now, I have

Christabel's POV“I have to leave now” he said, bringing me out of my thoughts as he hoisted his suitcase up. “Can I at least follow you to the airport?” I asked feeling really tensed that he was leaving“No baby, I’m driving all the way. You really shouldn’t worry about me you know, I’ll be back before you know it” he said again smiling “You can follow me to my car if you want,” he added, glancing over at me. Of course I would follow him to his car, he didn’t expect me to stay indoors and watch him leave did he?By the look on my face, he could tell exactly what I was thinking because he immediately stretched his hands for me to come to him, and led us all the way downstairs to his car.“I love you Andre, don’t ever forget that” I said to him, not knowing why it was important at the moment, but I said it anyway. It was finally time for him to go and he kissed me one last time, saying he loves me too before entering into one of his cars and driving out the compound.I was lost and

Andre's POV“Hey princess” I said as soon as she picked up the call, hearing her breath so lightly, I became calm instantly and was no longer irritated.“You sound so sleepy, are you still in bed?” I asked, still smiling widely. “Good morning baby, how was your night? And yes I’m still in bed.” She replied with the most soothing voice I ever heard, it always was the best idea to call her. I wondered why I hadn’t met her sooner.“My night was boring without you princess, I wish I could just leave it all behind, and come back home to you.” I said, sincerely hoping that she would agree to it and serve as an excuse for me to really leave. Bobby wasn’t picking up my calls, and I was no longer comfortable, especially after seeing the devil's spawn I called my ex. “Well baby, with the way you left yesterday, it only shows how important your meeting is, and how much it made you uneasy. So I would ask that you stay back, and see to it that it is settled and never to be a bother again. Just

Andre's POVThe company tried to be more understanding about the situation and I even visited the site personally, hoping to have a one on one conversation with the residents myself, but it was all to no avail.We had a deadline with the demolition company and it was one in which we had to meet up, or risk losing our money and having to repair again when we are ready. So I started to become impatient, and tired of waiting, I was angry. I decided to send Bobby one last time before involving the police, to see why they were being so adamant, and stubborn. Bobby, who was then my personal assistant, and friend, agreed upon my request and went back to the site to talk to them, or so he said.I remembered he came back that evening, very furious, claiming that they had demanded to be compensated more if they were going to be living their homes and the life they knew. He said that they were asking for fifteen thousand dollars each to be given out to them, an extra ten thousand from the in