Her attitude is savage and her heart is black. Simply, no mercy.
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"Finish him." I said confidently.
"No please! I beg you!"
I leaned closer and held him from both sides of his cheeks. "Too late." I said, pushing his head for...
When I was twenty two years old, I decided to construct a basement, not any basement, but one for revenge. After my father's death, things were gone wild. I was overthinking the whole situation, until I decided on telling Mike to help me out. He is the only one who knows about the basement because I trust him the most.
To make things worse, Katherine was adding more pressure on my bare shoulders. She doesn't understand.
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I woke up the next day, to the smell of pancakes.
"OOH, what do we have here?" I thought to myself.
"I'm coming Iris!" I laughed.
I headed to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. After that, I headed downstairs and strode towards the goodness.
"Thanks." I said taking the whole plate.
"Hey! I also need some." She laughed.
"Ha!" I ran towards the living room.
"Gimme." She said running after me.
"There you go, four for you."
"Thanks."
I sat down on the sofa and watched the news for about ten minutes when I decided to go to work.
"I'll head to work."
"Yes sure."
I wore my clothes and rode my Ferrari to my company.
"Mrs.Sanders, ca va?" One of the gaurds said as soon as I stepped out.
"Bien." I said winking.
I walked towards my office, and finished some work. I tried calling George, but he isn't accepting my calls and always send me to voice message. That's very confusing, he isn't answering my nor Mike's calls. What's going on? I shook my head, trying to forget about the details and went home.
"I'm back." I told Iris, as I walked in.
"A little too early." She said confused.
"Yes. Just felt like it."
"I got a call earlier from your mother."
"What does she want?"
"She said she's coming with some visitors."
"What's wrong with the visiting, don't they assume a business woman needs rest, and who are the visitors?"
"I have no idea."
"Time?"
"Eight o'clock night."
"Ok." I sighed as I walked to my bedroom whilst looking at my watch, refering to as seven thirty.
"What shall I wear?" I thought to myself.
I searched everywhere until one caught my eye.
It was a simple. Navy blue pants with a buttoned up white shirt and a navy blue jacket. To match the outfit, I wore navy blue heels and styled my hair in a low bun and jogged downstairs.
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