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Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss Rage
The bright screen light of the phone, illuminated Lisa’s face, exposing her rage. Lisa decided to act. Lisa tried to unlock Eric’s phone, but she couldn’t, she forgot his passcode. “His dump ass, will tell me anyway,” she muttered within herself, looking at sleepy Eric. Lisa moved close to Eric, while he was asleep, she cleared her throat. “Eric dear……,” Lisa called, as she patted him romantically. Eric yawned, as he turns to his mistress. “What is it?” He asked softly, still sleepy. Lisa didn’t reply immediately, she gave him a sadistic look and started playing with a nails. “Do you love me?” Lisa mumbled in a childish tone, avoiding his gaze. “I…..I do….. you know I do,” Eric replied, his calm, with pure sincerity. Lisa sighed. “Lies!” She disagrees. “What?” Eric surprised. Lisa turned to the other side of the bed, without saying a word. Eric, now no longer sleepy, sat upright on the bed, realizing the state of things. Eric touched Lisa arms, Lisa resisted him. “What’
Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss Hide and Seek.
Nora heart beats faster than ever, as she quicken her steps. The black car came much closer. Nora clutched her bag, she immediately took the next turn and ran away, holding her tote bag tightly. The black car stopped, and observed her direction. Nora got to a distance and turned around and checked if she was still followed, but she could see the car far away, the headlights frowning at her. Suddenly, the black car zoomed towards her, Nora heart skipped, seeing her death ride coming at her. Nora ran away, but she wasn’t fast enough. Nora knew she needs to hide. Nora ran into near by market, where it was crowded, and hide among the crowd and watched. The black car stopped , Nora watched carefully, her heart racing. The doors of the black car opened slowly, and two men stepped out, both on suits, and dark glasses. They scanned the area, obviously looking for Nora. The market was crowded, it was difficult but this men were not about to give up. They motioned into the market fo
Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss The Knock.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Nora was in fear. “Who….. who is there?” She asked. Their was no response. Nora heart skipped. Nora was in panic. She quickly rushed to the kitchen, she collected her knife knife. Nora gripped the handle of the knife in fear, but her hands was shaking. Knock! Knock! The knock came again. “Who is there?!” Nora shouted, still in panic. “Delivery!” A voice replied from outside. Nora was still in doubt. “Prove it!” She yelled back. “What?! I don’t have time, please, come out to take your pizza,” the voice replied. Nora slowly dropped the knife, and motioned to the door, and she peeped through the peephole. Nora saw the pizza delivery man, waiting in her door step. Nora sighed in relief. “Please, hold on, I am coming,” Nora muttered. Nora removed the obstacles that were present waging the door. Nora unlocked the locks. Nora opened the door slightly. “Good day,” she greeted. Delivery man sighed. “Here is your pizza,” he blunted. “Thank you. Sorry about
Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss Countdown.
“One………..” they started counting. Nora, in panic, grabbed the kitchen knife while still on the phone. The police call center finally answered the call. “Hello , this is the police department emergency response, what is your emergency?” “Help!” Nora shouted. Nora was shaking in fear. “Two……….,” the mysterious men shouted from outside, as they kept banging the door. “Ma’am please calm down, I need to know your emergency situation, what is the problem?” The police representative asked. “I need help, some men are trying to break into my house, please send help!” Nora replied over the phone, her voice loud. “Calm down……… calm down, what is your address?” The police representative asked. Nora could overhear typing of keys on a computer over the phone. “Bang!” The men hear the door for last time, and another lock snapped and fell on the floor. Nora shook in fear. “I need your address?” The police representative repeated. “Twenty-seven crescent avenue, hurry!” Nora replied, as sh
Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss The Unraveling Ties.
The sound of her ringing tone caught her attention. Nora reached for it, slowly. She turned and saw it was her boss from work. She picked the call. “Nora! Where the hell are you?!” Her boss, Mr. Thompson thundered. Nora sighed. “Sorry sir, I will be on my way, I….. I .. had a rough day,” Nora replied. “That is none of my business. If you are not here here by the next thirty minutes, you fired! And don’t come begging!” Mr. Thompson concluded authoritatively. He ended the call. Nora bowed her head in frustration. “Maybe, she is right, I should have mind my business,” Nora said within herself. Nora looked out outside her window, and she can still see the police men, moving around her apartment. An officer walked in. “Miss Nora, I will advise you to not spend a night here, it is not safe, we can arrange police protection service for you,” the officer suggested. Nora turned and. “Thanks…. But I will pass on that, I will get a new apartment, but for now I will squat with my friend
Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss Shadows of Deception.
Eric looked through the blinds of the window, as he watches how Lisa stepped out of the black car in tottering steps. Eric knew she was drunk. “Hello?! Mr. Eric, are you still there?!” The police correspondent repeated over the phone. Eric pulled his phone closer to his lips, and his glance was still outside, monitoring Lisa movement. “It….. it was a mistake,” Eric muttered over the phone. “What?! Are you playing with us?!” The police correspondent asked, in a angry tone. “No, I ….. I am sorry, I just found her, sorry for wasting your time. Thanks for assistance by the way,” Eric said, as he concluded the call. Eric ended the call, and returned his phone back to his pocket. Eric returned the blind if the window, as she watches. Lisa laughed hysterically in a her tottering steps, as she waved goodbye to the black car, as it zoomed off. Eric watched as Lisa struggled with her steps as walked into the lobby of the ten story rented apartment, and her room was in the fifth floor,
Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss Web Of Deception.
Eric pulsed. There was silence. “Eric, did you unblock Nora?” Lisa asked again. “No, I didn’t,” Eric replied, as he turned to face her. Lisa smiled, she went back to bed. Eric picked his gloves and immediately, the memories from last night, the car dropping her off. Eric turned to Lisa. “Who dropped you off, last night?” Eric questioned. “A friend of mine,” Lisa replied. “Oliver?” Eric asked. “Oh my gosh! Eric! Stop this!” Lisa rebuked. She struck the bed in annoyance. “Stop what? I asked a question, and you you are being defensive, why?” Eric shot back. Lisa kept quite, and she looked away from Eric. There was tension, and there was silence. “Answer my question, Lisa,” Eric said, breaking the silence. His eyebrows, frowned in support of his statement. Lisa didn’t reply, she just sat on the bed, avoiding Eric gaze. Eric moved close to her, and gave a gentle nudge in the shoulder. “I’m talking to you,”. “Eric let me be! Okay? I told all what I know! It was a freind,
Secretly The Nrillionaire Boss The Request.
Oliver dropped his phone, puzzled about what his next move will be, Lisa’s word repeated in his head. “Should come after Eric?” Oliver asked himself, he bit his lips, as his heart devices hatred. Oliver shook his head in disagreement. “Mother won’t approve, I just need a good reason to kick him out,” Oliver says within himself. He stamped his feet in desperation. Oliver was lost in thought, as he lay on the bed of his spacious bedroom. Suddenly, he was interrupted by a knock on the door. “Knock! Knock!” Soft but loud, disrupting Oliver peace. Oliver sighed. “Who is it?!” Oliver thundered. “It’s I, Bernard your butler, your mother requested your presence,” the voice replied from outside the door, his voice firm and stable. Oliver sighed. “What does she want again?” Oliver muttered. “I…… I will be with her shortly,” Oliver replied the butler from inside the room, he didn’t flinch a muscle. “Apologies sir, but my orders were to bring you with me, your mother orders,” the butler
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Gone.
Eric clutched the key so hard his knuckles went white.He inserted it into the lock, and scowled.It didn't turn.Didn't give.The door… was already open.Eric stood still.A shiver of unease swept over him, cold as ice, even though sweat continued to run down his face.He tightened his hold on the doorknob and pushed it cautiously, softly.The door groaned open, reluctant and slow, as if fighting him.A creaking, low sound that resembled an echo down the empty hallway.Eric stepped in.The space was dimly lit, with only the dull gray light of the windows.The scent of Lisa's perfume, floral, soft, once soothing, was faint now.Almost gone.Eric's heart racing as he stepped inside."Lisa?" he said softly, tentatively.No response.The apartment felt… wrong.Hollow in a way he couldn't articulate.He swallowed hard and went further in, his boots thudding softly on the wooden floor.The living room was neat.Too neat.The throw blanket that always hung sloppily over the couch was folded
The Rush for The Truth.
Eric did not want to hear anything else.The second those last poisonous words left Nora’s lips,”She’s marrying Oliver” he ended the call.Exactly like that.No goodbye.No questions.No screams.His thumb struck against the red button as though it had burned him, and the phone fell loosely against his leg.Nora was probably still talking on the other end, trying to explain, to soften the blow, to make excuses or give him warnings, but Eric didn't need to hear it.He didn't require explanations.He needed one thing.Answers.Real ones.Straight from Lisa’s mouth.And he was going to get them.Eric turned around, dismissing the fact that the world appeared to turn along with him.He did not even take the time to collect the tools he dropped when he got shocked.He just thrust the envelope, the accursed envelope that had caused all this, back into his pocket.His heart pounded against his chest, every beat resounding in his ears louder than the last.Sweat glued his shirt to his back as
Truth.
Eric remained still under the scorching sun, his hands quivering slightly as the paper that fell between his fingers soaked up the moisture from his palms.The envelope was already torn open. What he saw inside was a blow to the solar plexus, a straight shot to the middle of his chest, and he could not breathe in the hot, muggy midday air.A letter, formal, official, and impersonal.He read the opening lines again, his eyes scanning the crude black print, searching desperately for some concealed word or sentence that would lessen the impact, some reason that would make everything add up.But there wasn’t one. Only brutal finality.This letter serves as official notification of the termination of your employment at the Rodriguez Estate, effective one week from today…The words fuzzed a little, his vision constricting at the periphery, but he made himself continue reading.And then the following section:"By way of gratitude for your devotion throughout the years, you will be granted a
The Letter.
As the minute passes, Oliver’s shoes crunched against the gravel path cutting through the garden, the air grew still. That his presence was abnormal in this part of the estate. Almost… invasive. This was Eric’s place, his sanctuary, and watching Oliver here who was grinning that smug grin and had that envelope tucked behind his back, was the same feeling as Predator strolling into a meadow full of deer.Eric straightened himself off, getting soil off his palms, and met him halfway across the trimmed hedges.Eric’s gut tightened with unease and he tried to lay it off with a cautious, “Didn’t see you out here,” though he wasn’t sure Eric would buy it.Hands still behind him, Oliver stopped and his head tilted in a mock gesture of politeness. “I was just… taking a walk. Admiring your work.”Eric’s brow furrowed. “What do you want, Oliver?”The smile grew sharper.“Nothing.” Slightly turning to look at the tulips along the edge of the path, he did so. “Is there no way for me to go visit t
The White Envelope.
From its leisurely position the sun painted the Rodriguez estate with its golden radiance which fell upon both the trimmed hedges and the garden beds that Eric had tended for twelve months. Only consistent and thorough repetition could have produced the flawless condition of the estate grounds. The perfectly maintained grass reached a precise point between short and long. Flower beds displayed a synchronized display of various colors. Silent artifacts of both finance and organization remained behind the topiaries after their sculpting process.Eric dedicated all his time to this residence spending every hour and day of his existence.From his knees he studied the floral line of petunias as a petal felt as delicate as silk beneath his thumb. The current dampness in the soil remained from the pre-dawn watering and the earth released its fragrant smell across the sky. His activities of digging, planting and pruning operated like a trance which brought him calmness by drowning out mental
The Game of Mask.
Nora stood motionless under the streetlamp feeling the night's chill still in her bones, as she sat in bench, in the park, while her thoughts ran wild with the strange man's words. “I worked for Eric’s father.” The words of that sentence played continuous refrains in her thoughts. The shaking photograph which she held provided concrete evidence that he was telling the truth. The proof uncovered that Eric's existence was involved in profound frightening secrets she never suspected. And yet, he had vanished. Just like that. Her legs remained paralyzed because she wished to chase him for more explanations. She remained unmoving while seating at the park center because a single searing question hammered through her mind. Eric needed to know about the information that someone was concealing from his knowledge. The process of concealment left her puzzled about what motives drove everyone to secrecy. Eric woke up when the feeble sunlight passed through the bedroom blinds. Th
The Warning.
Nora thought hard but her mind was spinning while doubts and suspicion took over. What she heard from him stayed in her mind because he revealed, "I used to work for Eric's father.". Who was this man? He wanted Nora far from Eric because of an unknown reason. Despite the chilly nighttime temperature she continued to grow more upset. She desired authentic details about her situation rather than receiving further vague guidelines. He resisted her every attempt for information. She yearned to discover the truth because he did not stop her inquiries. The man gripped his coat pockets and appeared ready to defend himself physically. Nora saw through his protective expression to sense what he tried to hide beneath. Regret? Fear? She couldn’t tell. She held the question firm as she asked it one more time because she would not accept silence any longer. “What does that mean? What were you to him?” He looked away from her and toward the horizon with a small movement of his head
Buried Truths.
Nora was furious The man turned to leave. As Nora looked at the stranger turn away his figure vanished into the changing shadows of the park ward. She should have let him go. She should have chosen to depart on her own. An instinctive part of Nora pushed her to interrupt to ask him to stop. “Wait!” Her voice emerged as intense but trembling cries. The man halted mid-step. For a moment, he didn’t turn. He kept his back toward her as his stiff posture revealed his strong emotions. Nora put self-respect aside to take control of her emotions. She repeated herself askingly this time. “I need answers.” “Okay? I…. I’m just having a bad day,” Nira said. A heavy silence followed. Then, slowly, he turned. His gaze explored her face to figure out some idea his behavior did not express. After considering, Nora put the pepper spray back into her handbag. A silent truce. The man took her signal to proceed. From his starting position he walked forward one step before ind
SHADOWS AND WARNINGS.
Nora's intense bodily shudder which gripped her from the base of her neck. Nora remained motionless at Central Park while her heartbeat produced such strong auditory signals that she could hear it thumping. The dim electric lights above shifted and created ghastly silhouettes that highlighted empty spaces. By the dim light the man standing in the dark stayed outside its reach while his features dissolved into the night. Nora felt a strong internal voice telling her to flee for safety. The chill in her fingers caused her to slowly retreat from the scene. Nora turned slowly to the direction of the voice. “Who….. who… is there?” She asked. The figure didn’t answer. The figure proceeded with a methodical single step towards her. Nora’s pulse jumped. “Don’t take another step!” She ordered him to halt with a loud voice while standing alone in the deserted park. The man held his position because the darkness covered his facial details. Nora panted heavily while she tried t
