All Chapters of Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ORLANDA knew it, she instantly knew it was either him or that stupid ex of hers, she just knew they were after her life.Slowly, she retraced her steps backwards, clutching at her bag with her left hand, and dipping her right hand into her trouser pocket, like she was trying to reach out for something.With a simper on his face, Carlson walked up to her, his hands in his pockets, Kaylan joined him immediately.“Mm, we meet again princess”, Carlson said and she scoffed.“What the hell do you want from me Mr, what?” She shouted, her voice already breaking.Carlson simpered and halted in his tracks, looking her all over in lust.Orlanda couldn't help but frowned her face in disgust, then she looked at the car, trying to survey her environment and she heaved a sigh of relief the moment she found out the two men were alone. Work made easier.“You already know what I want honey”, he said and she sharply turned to him, “since you have refused giving it to me willingly, then you have no choic

CARLSON together with Kaylan stormed into the hideout, staggering as they went, their eyes still red and watering from the pepper spray attack. They had groppled into their car as soon as Orlanda had ran off. Then Kaylan took out a bottle of water from the pigeon hole with which they used in washing their eyes.Although it didn't stop the effects of the spray, but at least, it lessened it. And that was how they were able to drive back to the hideout.The hideout, located in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, was a perfect haven for his gang's operations. The exterior was dilapidated and overgrown with weeds, giving no hint of the sophisticated setup inside. The interior was a stark contrast: modern, well-lit, and equipped with the latest technology. Surveillance monitors lined one wall, showing live feeds from various locations. There were several rooms, each serving a different purpose – a planning room, an armory, and a makeshift medical bay.As soon as they found

OSWALD adjusted his tie nervously, glancing out the window of his sleek black car. The cityscape sped by, a blur of concrete and glass. Today was the day he would sign the contract for the road construction project, a significant milestone in his career. He knew the importance of this contract not just for him, but for his family’s and company's legacy.His personal assistant, George, sat beside him, reviewing the details one last time. "Everything is in order, Mr. Escobar. The ceremony should be straightforward. Just a few speeches, the signing, and then the press."Oswald nodded, trying to calm his nerves. "Thanks, George. I just can't wait to get to that damn place, sign the shit and disappear."George smiled. His always impatient boss.“We will be there soon sir,” he said.Nathan who was at the front seat next to the chauffeur glanced back at them.“Nervousness boss, it is boldly written,” he said and made a face. George chuckled. Oswald hissed. That wasn't his interest now.Unbe

THE grand study of the Escobar's estate was an expanse of polished mahogany and velvet drapes, exuding an air of timeless elegance. Lord Dino sat behind his enormous desk, meticulously signing off on documents when the door burst open. Lady Frances, her usually composed face pale with worry, rushed in, clutching her phone tightly."Dino, it is Oswald," she said, her voice trembling. "He has been attacked."Lord Dino’s hand froze mid-signature, and his piercing eyes shot up to meet hers. "What? When? How?"Lady Frances took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I just received a call from his security detail. They said he was ambushed. They are not sure who was behind it yet."Lord Dino stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. "We need to call him. Now."Frances nodded, dialing Oswald's number with shaking hands. She put the call on speaker and placed the phone on the desk between them. The phone rang once, twice, and then they heard his voice, calm but strained."Mo

LORD Dino raised an eyebrow.“A maid?” He asked and Bernardino nodded, his eyes abating.“Yeah, a maid, a personal one. Perhaps he needs a maid, someone who can take care of his daily needs, ensuring everything is in place before he leaves for work and when he returns. It might seem like a small thing, but having a stable, comforting presence in his home could make a difference,” he further explained.Lord Dino pulled up a curious face."A maid? You think that would help?"Bernardino nodded. "It is worth a try. Sometimes, the smallest changes in our environment can have the most significant impact. A maid could provide the structure and care that Oswald is missing in his life."Lord Dino considered this, then nodded. "Very well. I will arrange for it immediately. Thank you, Bernardino. I hope you are right."Bernardino placed a reassuring hand on his friend's outstretched arm."We will get through this, Dino. Oswald is strong, but even the strongest among us need a helping hand somet