All Chapters of Dark Twists : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sally I blacked out for a few seconds before returning to reality. I had to blink many times and even pulled the phone away from my ear. I wanted to make sure that I heard what Christopher said correctly. My heart was already beating fast, and I felt my chest tighten. "Umm...Sally, are you there?"Christopher called. " What...did...you...say?" My voice cracked. I was hoping to hear something different, my eyes were already beginning to sting. " As I was doing my research on Steve, I found out that they held a meeting in Nigeria a few weeks ago to discuss the transfer of shares. Steve was the head of the meeting and it seemed like he was working with Cisco because I was wondering why you were not informed about it." He paused, taking a rough breath. " Cisco had called the board members together and told them that you wanted to hold a very important meeting and you had sent him to represent you since you were not able to make it. He presented a document indicating the transfe

Sally Just then an old lady walked into the cafe and sat on a free chair close to mine. The old lady had a boy with her, she ordered food for the boy and watched him as he ate. He ate like he had been starved for days and the woman had a sad but loving look in her eyes. I stared at the woman intently. The boy and old lady looked quite familiar - then our eyes met. The woman stared at me for a while with an indescribable expression on her face and then looked away. I finally remembered where I had seen this woman. She was the same woman I had seen in my company when I was coming out of the elevator, and the boy was the same child I thought looked like Pamela. I wondered what they were doing here but this was a cafe anyway, so anyone could come here to eat. It wasn't too long before the woman got up to leave, but before she left, she looked at me again and quickly left, dragging the child along with her. Why do strange things keep happening to me? First, that scary shadow in

Francisco "Was that mum ?" Nora asked as she placed her school bag in the trunk of the car. "Yes, she's already heading home right now."I beamed. The girls got into the car and I put on the ignition. We talked about stuff little girls talked about and we laughed a lot. Iris smiled a lot; she was still wary of me, but at least she smiled. It only meant that she was loosening up a little. I missed the old days with my daughters. A smile appeared on my face as I thought back to the times they used me as a mannequin for their dress-up game. The worst part was getting the make-up and paint off my face. It took hours of scrubbing, and that was when I realised they had actually used paint in place of makeup on my face because their mother didn't let them touch her makeup kit. " Hey kids, why don't we all go out tomorrow since you are done with your exams ?" "That would be great."Nora squealed. " But mum said we were going on vacation to a place very far away from here after our ex

Francisco My hands, my feet and my whole body moved on their own, and before I knew it, we were already kissing on the balcony. The heat and tension radiated between us like a furnace. It was like you were kissing your enemy at the same time expecting a stab in the back. The feeling was crazy. I pressed her back on the railing, allowing my fingers to wander through her body. We broke apart for a brief second, both of us panting. Our eyes were glued like a magnet. I could read through her; she had conflicted feelings; she probably hated me but was trying to mask it with desire. It was the same for me. I didn't let the heat die down and took our little act to the next level. My hands found their way under her sweatshirt, and I squeezed her breast. She let out a gasp, arching her back. I claimed her lips again and lifted her up." I think my bedroom is more comfortable." I whispered in her ears as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I carried her into the house without br

Iris I smiled as I fixed the last letter on the Scrabble board; this was the fifth time I was winning. I was So good at this, of course, it's because I'm the older one. I watched my sisters grumble over their failure and happily took the cookie jar which served as the trophy for the winner. I had eaten five jars of cookies now, and the triumphant smile on my face almost made my sister cry. "Want some?"I asked. I wasn't actually going to give them. I just loved the expression on their faces, especially Nora's. "Of course, we want some," Nora grumbled. I stuck out my tongue and happily ate my cookies. What a great feeling this is! "How about another round," I asked, hoping they'd agree so that I could have another jar of cookies "No!"They shouted almost the same time. I shrugged nonchalantly."Okay."I hummed and happily chewed away. I was almost done with eating the last jar of cookies when I heard a knock on the door. There was no one in the house; Dad and M