Chapter 13 

I rolled my eyes internally, “Mind you. Iam talking about the chilly gravy” 

I felt a slap on my hand and looked at mom to see her glaring at me. I just rolled my eyes and looked back at Stephanie who was looking like she wanted to break my head. 

Well, she’s not the first one. 

I heard a faint voice mumble, “Thank you” I looked around the table to see who it was but found nothing. 

I looked up front and saw black head’s lips displaying a little tug of a smile. 

I just wanted to see her. So, I did the only best thing I could come up with. “Where is the bathroom?” 

Everybody looked at me. The whole table quiet down. 

Somebody fucking speak or do I take a piss here? 

Stephanie said “Yes honey sure, Rozella will show you” Oh Rozella will show alot. 

With that being said the black head stood up. Oh, the blonde is not Rozella. Why did my heart did that stupid fucking thing again? 

I was relieved to know black head was Rozella. And not the herpes blond who’s name is Stacy… I think. 

“Yes sure, This way, please” Her soft and polite voice made my heart did some kind of fucking thing. 

Are these symptoms for a possible heart attack? 

Because my heart never does this. 

She started walking and I followed her. When we turned to a corner, I saw a small bathroom. 

She stopped and so did I. She turned to me and smiled and I felt a possible heart attack course through my entire body. 

FLASHBACK ENDS 

Shaking my head and clenching my fists I decided to take a break and leave my office. 

“Iam heading out” I told my receptionist. 

It’s not necessary. But I tell him incase a meeting comes over and he loses his brain like a chicken without 

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a head and starts running around finding that I am not there. 

I went into my car. And told Zake to start the car. 

Zake is my driver also a bodyguard. He is 25 and my very loyal best friend too. 

One time those fucking vultures tried to bribe him with millions to leak my information. But he didn’t budge and told me instead. Maybe it was because I pay him those millions in an hour everyday or he was being loyal. I think the latter. 

“Where to married man?” His annoyed voice filled my ears. 

“Fuck off” I put my briefcase beside me and took off my boots. 

He hummed and started typing on the GPS. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Searching this place called fuck off“” 

I pressed my lips together and clenched my fists after hearing his chuckle. 

“Just take me somewhere. Somewhere away. I need to relax.” 

He looked at me through the rare view mirror and I knew he wanted to ask me what happened. 

I showed him a look clearly telling him not to ask further questions and he obeyed. 

Just take me anywhere except to the bitch I married. 

FLASHBACK 

I went downstairs only to find a very angry looking Gerald. He looked at me and came towards me,“Listen you! I want no complains today, got it?!” He yelled. “Yes sir” I replied. 

“1st rule: donot talk to anybody unless they talk to you. 

2nd rule: Keep your fucking mouth shut.” 

Don’t they both mean the same, one way or another? 

“Understood?!” 

“Yes!” 

“Don’t shout at me” What the- 

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“FUCKING USELESS!” I flinched at his booming voice. I never liked someone yelling at me it makes me cry. Well anything makes me cry. Such a crybaby I am. 

With that I left and went into the kitchen trying to calm my nerves. 

After about 5 minutes. I heard noises in the living room, so I immediately took cover and as a spy I stuck 

to the wall. I peeked a little to see if the guests are here and took a glimpse of a man standing 

there….Man…. 

But as soon as I saw him we held eye contact for a milli–silly second before I ran upstairs. 

Oh! That almost blew my cover. 

After making sure that the man left, I went into the kitchen to check upon my dish. 

Oh! Thank God! It’s still warm. I started plating the dishes and placing dishes on the dining table. I really wanted to see the man in living room right now, but refrained from it. 

“Rozella come after 5 minutes” Stephanie said before she went towards the dining table. 

Counting five minutes and crying for a good amount of time, I went in with my hair as my curtain. Iam very shy around new people. Like really shy. I hate confrontations. Or talking to someone first. Or

Chapter 13 

I rolled my eyes internally, “Mind you. Iam talking about the chilly gravy” 

I felt a slap on my hand and looked at mom to see her glaring at me. I just rolled my eyes and looked back at Stephanie who was looking like she wanted to break my head. 

Well, she’s not the first one. 

I heard a faint voice mumble, “Thank you” I looked around the table to see who it was but found nothing. 

I looked up front and saw black head’s lips displaying a little tug of a smile. 

I just wanted to see her. So, I did the only best thing I could come up with. “Where is the bathroom?” 

Everybody looked at me. The whole table quiet down. 

Somebody fucking speak or do I take a piss here? 

Stephanie said “Yes honey sure, Rozella will show you” Oh Rozella will show alot. 

With that being said the black head stood up. Oh, the blonde is not Rozella. Why did my heart did that stupid fucking thing again? 

I was relieved to know black head was Rozella. And not the herpes blond who’s name is Stacy… I think. 

“Yes sure, This way, please” Her soft and polite voice made my heart did some kind of fucking thing. 

Are these symptoms for a possible heart attack? 

Because my heart never does this. 

She started walking and I followed her. When we turned to a corner, I saw a small bathroom. 

She stopped and so did I. She turned to me and smiled and I felt a possible heart attack course through my entire body. 

FLASHBACK ENDS 

Shaking my head and clenching my fists I decided to take a break and leave my office. 

“Iam heading out” I told my receptionist. 

It’s not necessary. But I tell him incase a meeting comes over and he loses his brain like a chicken without 

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a head and starts running around finding that I am not there. 

I went into my car. And told Zake to start the car. 

Zake is my driver also a bodyguard. He is 25 and my very loyal best friend too. 

One time those fucking vultures tried to bribe him with millions to leak my information. But he didn’t budge and told me instead. Maybe it was because I pay him those millions in an hour everyday or he was being loyal. I think the latter. 

“Where to married man?” His annoyed voice filled my ears. 

“Fuck off” I put my briefcase beside me and took off my boots. 

He hummed and started typing on the GPS. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Searching this place called fuck off“” 

I pressed my lips together and clenched my fists after hearing his chuckle. 

“Just take me somewhere. Somewhere away. I need to relax.” 

He looked at me through the rare view mirror and I knew he wanted to ask me what happened. 

I showed him a look clearly telling him not to ask further questions and he obeyed. 

Just take me anywhere except to the bitch I married. 

FLASHBACK 

I went downstairs only to find a very angry looking Gerald. He looked at me and came towards me,“Listen you! I want no complains today, got it?!” He yelled. “Yes sir” I replied. 

“1st rule: donot talk to anybody unless they talk to you. 

2nd rule: Keep your fucking mouth shut.” 

Don’t they both mean the same, one way or another? 

“Understood?!” 

“Yes!” 

“Don’t shout at me” What the- 

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“FUCKING USELESS!” I flinched at his booming voice. I never liked someone yelling at me it makes me cry. Well anything makes me cry. Such a crybaby I am. 

With that I left and went into the kitchen trying to calm my nerves. 

After about 5 minutes. I heard noises in the living room, so I immediately took cover and as a spy I stuck 

to the wall. I peeked a little to see if the guests are here and took a glimpse of a man standing 

there….Man…. 

But as soon as I saw him we held eye contact for a milli–silly second before I ran upstairs. 

Oh! That almost blew my cover. 

After making sure that the man left, I went into the kitchen to check upon my dish. 

Oh! Thank God! It’s still warm. I started plating the dishes and placing dishes on the dining table. I really wanted to see the man in living room right now, but refrained from it. 

“Rozella come after 5 minutes” Stephanie said before she went towards the dining table. 

Counting five minutes and crying for a good amount of time, I went in with my hair as my curtain. Iam very shy around new people. Like really shy. I hate confrontations. Or talking to someone first. Or small talks. Absolutely abhor. 

I went in and sat in my seat. 

Throughout the whole dinner I felt someone’s eyes on me I wanted to look up but knew who was sitting on the opposite way, that glimpse man whom I saw. I figured that out by his polished boots under the 

table. 

I just wanted a tiny peek. Teenie–tiny peak so I looked up and as I guessed he was looking at me. I immediately looked down after that. 

Half way through the dinner, I heard someone clear their throat and then the manly of manliest (if that’s a word) voice I heard say, “It’s delicious” 

small talks. Absolutely abhor. 

I went in and sat in my seat. 

Throughout the whole dinner I felt someone’s eyes on me I wanted to look up but knew who was sitting on the opposite way, that glimpse man whom I saw. I figured that out by his polished boots under the 

table. 

I just wanted a tiny peek. Teenie–tiny peak so I looked up and as I guessed he was looking at me. I immediately looked down after that. 

Half way through the dinner, I heard someone clear their throat and then the manly of manliest (if that’s a word) voice I heard say, “It’s delicious”