••••••
{DEATH ZONE}
Kristen squatted there for what looked like eternity before finally standing.
She wiped her tears, coming back to her senses.
“I’m such a fool, what was I expecting?, He said the truth anyways, I’m a maid” she smiled and walked into the kitchen.
She suddenly bumped into the counter, and a spoon fell.
The moment it touched the ground and made the clanging sound, her mind went to the kiss last night, and she bit her lip hard.
“I should have pushed him away, I’m so stupid” she muttered, but then her eyes caught the plaster on her finger, the one he attached.
She sighed and swiped her tongue on her lips before bringing out her phone.
The internet is bubbling with news of his defamation, and many people are calling him an animal who deserves to be taught a lesson for hurting his wife that way.
“Rita is so wicked” she muttered pitifully.
It’d be difficult for Alfred to walk the streets right now.
•••
Alfred had a cold shower immediately he got to his room, and even before he stepped out of the bathroom, he was already regretting the things he said to Kristen.
He was in his white bathtub as he came out of the bathroom and got his phone.
The news is everywhere, the video is trending than any other news, and the company is surely gonna get affected so much for this.
Empress Elsa’s call rang on his phone for three consecutive times, but he didn’t pick.
President Billy started calling too, and he eventually threw his phone to the bed.
He buried his face in his palms dejectedly.
His image is damaged.
•••
Marcel pulled out of Rita after the second round, and he released right into her throat before rising.
He pulled her up too, then he carried her in his arms.
“What?, I can walk” she giggled, and he kissed her before entering the bathroom with her.
“We’ll end up doing countless rounds in here” she said,.
“I love the idea” he replied, and they both laughed as they went under the shower together.
“Finally got to teach that animal some lesson. I trust my toxic fans” Rita said, playing with his d_1ck.
“Now that this is settled, can you give me what you promised?” He asked.
“What?”
“The 30 million, c’mon” Marcel pouted.
“I wired your account since last night, didn’t you check?” She said, and his eyes widened.
He ran out of the bathroom and got his phone from the bed, then he went to the messages.
Truly, the alert is there staring at him.
“Füçk!, Baby Füçk!” He shouted.
“I can do anything for you, just ask” Rita replied, hugging him from behind.
He suddenly carried her and ran back into the bathroom.
“I’m gonna Füçk you till you faint, f*****kkkkk!!!!”
•••
Abel dropped his phone after trying Alfred’s line for the fifth time.
He’s not picking.
“I feel like strangling Rita, should I just send my men to kill her?, She destroyed him!” He ranted angrily, and his phone rang.
It’s Clinton.
“Did Alfred pick your calls?, He’s not picking mine”
“Same here, I can imagine what he’s passing through right now. The h@të is much” Clinton replied.
“I’ll call you after picking Bright from school, let’s go see him” Abel said.
“Ok” Clinton replied, and they hung up at the same time.
Immediately Abel dropped his phone, an ad appeared on TV, showing Mandy island.
It’s the island he went for honeymoon with Hazel at after their wedding.
He folded his fists, remembering their sweet memories over there. It’s all still clear like crystal.
Tears rolled down his cheeks suddenly, and he didn’t bother to wipe them as he watched the ad.
“Hazel…” He muttered, crying more as he got more emotional.
His secretary came in, and her eyes widened.
“Mr Keys!, Are you ok?”
He quickly wiped his tears and stood.
“I’m clocking out” he said, walking out of the office.
•••
Bright and Queen were waiting for their parents together when a black limo stopped in front of the school.
Immediately it winded down, Bright made sour faces.
It’s the same man, and he’s smiling again.
“Why are you here again?” He asked h@tëfully.
“How was classes today?” The man smiled again.
“I’m not interested in talking to you. I don’t talk to strangers so leave” Bright replied.
“You should leave before we scream” Queen said, and the man stopped smiling.
He eventually drove off, and Abel’s car finally showed up.
“Daaadd!” Bright shouted.
He came down and carried him without a word, placing him in the car.
Yvonne’s car came next, and she smiled when she saw him.
“Abel!” She waved, but he didn’t even reply before getting in his car, driving away.
“What’s up with him?” Yvonne said, carrying Queen.
“He seems like he cried” Queen replied.
“Really?” Yvonne said, and she nodded.
Yvonne raised a brow worriedly.
•••
A red Veyron stopped in front of the building, and Empress Elsa stormed out of it.
She walked angrily into the house, and Kristen’s eyes widened when she beheld her.
“Empress …
Elsa pushed her out of the way, and she fell, hurting her wrist.
She rushed over the stairs till she got upstairs and barged into Alfred’s room.
Alfred was pacing around the room, and immediately she got to him, she slapped him.
“Empress!” He shouted shockingly.
“Do you realize what you did to MOVE automobiles?, The prices are falling and investors are withdrawing, buyers are changing their brand!” She shouted.
“Do you only care about the image of the company?, My image got damaged too!” He shouted hurtfully.
“Then you shouldn’t have done that to Rita!, She’s your wife for crying out loud!, How could you choke her!” She yelled.
“She started it!, Do you know how many times she has slapped me?, She’s so disrespectful despite our age gap!, Was I supposed to stay still and watch?” He replied.
“Yes!”
“What!” His eyes widened.
“You should have stayed still!, What do you want the Byram family to think about us you idiot!, How could you hurt her!” She yelled.
“I see I’m only needed as a bait, do you even see me as your son?” He replied.
“You’re a disappointment!” President Billy shouted from the door, coming in too.
“Presido” Alfred mumbled, and he slapped him too when he got to him.
Alfred held his face painfully.
“I was starting to see you as my carbon copy, but you ruined everything!, You ruined my company!, What have you done!!!” Billy yelled and raised his hand on Alfred again, but Abel rushed in with Clinton, blocking the hit, so Abel got slapped instead.
“What do you think you’re doing!” Billy shouted.
“I know you care about the company than him, but can you please stop showing it?, It’s Füçking sickening” Abel said angrily.
“What!” Elsa said.
“True” Clinton said, and when Elsa made to go closer to him, Abel blocked her.
“It won’t end well” he whispered dangerously, and she stepped back.
“Fix the problem you created, Alfred” she said and walked out.
“You and your useless set of friends will surely hear from me” Billy said, leaving the room too.
Alfred fell on the bed, fighting back his tears.
“Dude, no tears” Abel said.
“Alfred” Clinton said.
“You guys should leave, I wanna be alone” Alfred said simply.
Abel exchanged glances with Clinton, and they left the room together.
“The maid?, She’s Sëx¥” Abel said as they walked past Kristen in the living room.
“This ain’t the time for Sh|t” Clinton replied, and Kristen smiled lightly.
“Bye!” She waved at Clinton, and he smiled charmingly.
“See you tomorrow!” He waved back, going out with Abel.
“I’ve never seen you smile so wide” Abel said suspiciously.
“Stop any dirty thinking going on in that big head of yours” Clinton said.
“That’s the longest sentence I’ve heard from you” Abel laughed as they entered the car together.
•••
“Füçk!, She destroyed my brother!, How is he supposed to walk the streets of Florida right now, this tasteless b**tch!, Gosh I badly wanna murder her!” Tamara shouted for the uptenth time as she read comments online.
They’re hating on him a lot, throwing shades at him like he murdered, and it doesn’t seem like it’s ending soon.
She was about to throw her laptop away in anger when Metawin appeared and stopped her.
“Even if you smash it, it won’t change anything” he said calmly, and she sighed before releasing herself from his grip.
“Thought we’re enemies, why have you been acting nice?” She asked, and he faced the ground.
“I felt guilty after saying those words to you, and I wanted to…earn forgiveness” he said awkwardly.
“Why do you need it?, I’m nothing to you anyways” she said and picked her laptop.
“Heard you cancelled your photoshoots and runway walks” he said, and she faced him.
“None of your business” she said and climbed the stairs.
His phone rang, and he sighed when he saw it’s his dad.
“Hello Dad?”
“We can finally get a divorce for you. MOVE automobiles is about to hit rock bottom because of the video, we should pull out of the contract before it gets worse” Mr Jirawat said.
“I don’t want to” Metawin replied and hung up, then he went up too.
•••
Rita entered the house just when Alfred came downstairs.
She actually passed the night at Marcel’s place.
She laughed so loud immediately she saw Alfred, but he ignored and walked to the dinning room where Kristen is.
“You both should just get married!” Rita laughed again and went up.
Kristen was already setting breakfast on the table, and Alfred started feeling guilty again as she watched her.
“Goodmorning Mr Jenkins” she greeted, but the warmth that comes with her voice is not there.
“Kristen I…
“You should eat before it gets cold, I’ll go bring the rest” she cut him off and made to go back into the kitchen, but he rushed to her and grabbed her hand.
She got another burn on another finger. “I told you to be careful” he said.
She took her hand from him immediately.
“I’m fine” she said simply and entered the kitchen.
Alfred sighed guiltily, feeling more bad.
•••
<10AM~CLINTON’S PLACE>
Kristen rang the doorbell, and Clinton opened the door with a smile on his face.
She stepped in, and he took the food flask from her.
He opened it, and when he saw pasta, he smiled shortly again before facing her.
“Any problem?, You don’t look good” he said.
“I’m fine” she said, walking to the board.
“Should we paint today?” She asked, and he dropped the flask.
“What do you have in mind?” He asked with a slight blink.
“Let’s paint an horse” she said.
“Let’s get started” he smiled.
•••
Bright walked to Choco with a plate of food in hand.
The dog was sitting in the middle of the living room, panting with his tongue out.
He placed the food in front of him, and Choco started eating immediately.
Bright touched it’s fur, but he began coughing immediately.
“Young Thug!” Abel shouted, rushing downstairs.
He took him away from the dog, and he started crying.
“Why am I allergic to furs?, I want to play with it!!!” He started crying.
Abel hugged him tightly.
“I’m sorry” he whispered.
“Isn’t there a solution to my allergy?”
“I’ll consult the doctor again tommorow” Abel replied, breaking the hug to wipe his tears
“By the way, a strange man has been coming to my school” he said.
“Strange man?”
•••
Alfred has been switching from one meeting to another since he resumed work, trying to work things out, but it has been tough.
It’ll be hard to pull things back to the way they were. He has attended eight meetings with investors today, and he’s at the verge of passing out.
The online h@të is still going on. Rita’s fans still hasn’t stopped, and reporters are still lining the front of the company.
He fell on his chair when he got back after the eighth meeting, and he closed his eyes.
Kristen’s cold voice this morning resounded in his head, and he opened his eyes immediately.
“I’m such an @$$hole” he muttered, getting his phone to go online again, but his eyes widened when he saw posts from Clinton.
He updated his new IG account with pictures of him and Kristen, though they have ink on their faces. They’re obviously painting.
“When did they get so close to do this?” Alfred muttered, scrolling on the pictures.
His eyes widened when he got to the last one. Kristen poked Clinton’s cheek!
He spranged up and walked out of the office immediately. His secretary met him by the door.
“There’s another meeting scheduled for…
“If I attend another meeting, I hope I die” he cut her off, and she blinked.
“Boss…
“I’m tired!, I don’t care!” He shouted, and she flinched as he walked out on her.
Thanks to the guards, it was easy to sieve out of the midst of reporters into his car.
•••
“Finally it’s done!, Can’t believe we really painted an horse” Kristen said, staring admiringly at what they painted.
“You’re good than I am, I’m jealous” Clinton said, and she laughed.
“Should we snap another picture with the painting?” She asked.
“Sure” he replied, getting his phone again.
He had been trying his hardest best to maintain his distance, but it didn’t work cos she kept coming close, and it’s surprising that he’s fine. He didn’t lose control.
He has been wondering why secretly.
Is his nympho over???
“Say cheese!” She said, and he made to snap the picture as they stood beside each other, but Alfred came in.
“Alfred” Clinton said surprisingly.
“Mr Jenkins?” Kristen blinked as he walked to her and took her hand.
“Let’s go” he said.
“What’s going on?” Clinton asked.
“I need her at home, right now” Alfred replied and faced Kristen.
“Go wait beside my car” he said.
Kristen looked at Clinton before walking out.
“Rita’s fans aren’t gonna stop anytime soon” Clinton said.
“I know, I’ll fix it” Alfred replied and walked out, but he met a car zooming off, and he saw one of Kristen’s slippers on the ground.
Kristen is nowhere to be found, and he got it immediately.
“Sh|t!” He spat and got in his car.
He began chasing the car.
It was a long and rough chase which lasted for almost twenty minutes, and he almost got into an accident when he overtook a truck.
The car body hit on the truck, and his head hit on the window. He got wounded on the head but still kept going till they entered a rural area void of people.
The car suddenly disappeared, and Alfred stopped his car immediately.
He came out and looked around fearfully. The building looks like an old school, no one in sight.
“AHHH!” He heard a yelp from inside, and he ran into the building.
He began opening the classroom doors one by one till the seventh one where he saw her.
She was already tied to a chair.
“Kristen!” He shouted.
“Mr Jenkins!” She replied hopefully, but immediately he ran in….
“Behind you!” Kristen shouted, but it was too late.
Bottle was shattered on his head from behind, and more blood wet his face.
“Mr Jenkins!!!!” Kristen cried as he went down heavily.
The three guys came in, looking rugged.
“You can’t mess with Rita and go free. Our idol is not a plaything” one of them said.
Blood kept oozing out of Alfred’s head on the ground.
“Mr Jenkins!, Mr Jenkins!!!!” Kristen cried again, and one of the guys pushed the chair she was tied to.
She fell together with the chair, and her head hit the floor hard.
She passed out too, and the heftiest guy unplugged a chemical pipe from the wall.
Yellow smokes began filling the room, and they ran out.
“They just need to inhale the chemical unconsciously for five minutes. They’ll die and no one will find their bodies for days” the tallest said, locking the door.
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TB Continued…
