Stacy smiled as she knocked on the door and entered her mother’s ward. Her mother was receiving proper treatment in one of the hospitals that belonged to the Wayne family. This was a very rare privilege for a common man. She was happy to be his submissive. The previous night was so nice that she yearned for it all the more. Ivan had a perfect skin and he had the biggest cock she had seen. She even feared she would not be able to walk after their encounter.
“Miss, here are the drugs…”
“If there’s any problem, any changes or if need be, let us know immediately.”
“Is there anything I can do for you, Miss?”
Stacy was surprised at the extreme care and respect the nurses showed her. She longed for power. She wanted to have full rights to Ivan’s power so she could have freedom to do anything and also command respect. She resolved there and then to do everything within her power to keep herself as Ivan’s submissive and climb to a higher position.
“It will not be a bad idea if we are dating, right? After all, bosses have affairs with their secretaries,” she justified.
Amon sat with Aria Dean in her hotel room. He was giving her some instructions.
“You have to be very careful to avoid blowing up the plan and exposing yourself and your identity. I’m sure you have been told what to do. I’m in a better position to watch her closely and give you feedback so you can both relay the message and plan ahead. This plan must not fail, is that clear?”
“Yes.”
Amon stood up to go. When he touched the door knob, Aria said,
“But why? Why do we have to do this? Aren’t we supposed to be her friends?”
Amon felt goose bumps all over his body and he froze for a second. On getting himself, he put up a brave face and said,
“Don’t blow up this plan with that attitude.”
Aria sat down and wept her heart out. She cried for a long time and she was tired of crying. She had hurt Nelly in so many ways. Both by her own fault and by Lander’s instructions. Although Easton Landers was the one who sent her on this evil journey, there were so many other things she did out of jealousy.
“How will I ever get out of this man’s death trap? How will I liberate myself and my father?” she kept asking her self until the warm hands of sleep took her away.
Amon entered his car and was drenched in cold sweat. Aria was not far from the truth. He was friends with Nelly and her daughter too. Why did he have to be part of those plotting against them? He grabbed the bottle of water in his car and gulped down all the contents. He turned on the ignition and drove away quickly.
He sat in his car for ten minutes even after arriving at his house. From there, he could see Nelly playing with her daughter. They looked adorable, happy and comfortable. They were friends for crying out loud. He regretted being friends with them. When Easton sent him to Germany with the task of getting all the information about her, he didn’t know it was going to turn out that way. Nelly had been such a good neighbor that he didn’t know when he forgot what led him to her in the first place.
He opened the car and stepped out. Nelly greeted and waved at him.
“Hello Amon!”
“Good day, Mr Amon,” Emma greeted with a smile. Their smiles hurt him and reminded him that he was a betrayal. Nelly was still calling out and waving at him as she always did. If only she knew he was set to ruin her and take her off the face of earth. When he turned again, it was just in time to catch Emma avert her gaze. She was at it with her mysterious and puzzling glares. He entered his room and sprawled on his bed. One tear drop fell from his face, followed by another. He sniffed and blinked several times to stop them from falling but the emotions surging through him could not be controlled.
He had worked for Easton for over twelve years. Easton would always send him to the required destinations and he returned only when there was a new task ahead. It was true that Easton payed well, that was why he didn’t have any reason to regret working with him. But there was something about Nelly and her daughter. Nelly had accepted him, trusted him and showered him with love. All his life, he had never been treated right. He was a victim of domestic abuse from his step father and his mother would only look on. Her excuse was that she loved his step father and didn’t want anything or anyone to jeopardize their relationship. His mother had left his father for another man after he went bankrupt. Amon had to grow up with his cruel step father who practiced his masculine strength on Amon.
Amon remembered the terrible blows and whips the man dealt him even when he didn’t do anything. He was blamed for everything that went wrong in the house, from the mistake of his step siblings to external issues.
One morning, after receiving beatings from his step father, Amon left the house, dejected. He didn’t have anywhere to go, he just wanted to be out of the house. A car was parked somewhere in a shady place. Amon walked to the car and leaned on it, he was very tired after walking for a long time.
When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by armed men. They held him and he struggled with them. They were many but he proved he was no weakling.
“Leave him!” an elderly man’s authoritative voice came.
“You seem to be a strong young man and a fine fighter. Are you interested in entering a deal that will fetch you thousands of dollars with me?”