Fernando’s radiant is the their rival, they were competing to be at the top but unfortunately, Gonzàlez’s keeps beating them.
“So when do you suggest we meet with them.” Miguel asked, boringly.
“Tomorrow in ernest.” He replied.
“Okay… I’ve got an unfinished business.” He smirked before standing up.
“Badass player… Well congratulations on your upcoming wedding.” He grinned.
“Shut the f*ck up!” He yelled throwing a pillow.
“Duhh.” He giggled as Miguel left and he stood up as well, walking to cellar, to take a wine.
He poured into his glass and was about drinking when the Mõ@ning sounds of the Füçker in there filled the house.
“You should get your room soundproofed!!” Gael yelled but he didn’t reply.
Their Mõ@n only increased.
“Darn it.” He scoffed, walking out of the house.
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≈ YOLANDA’S MANSION ≈
She walked into the house with her employees greeting, as she passed them. With her head up, shoulders high she walked passed them without replying their greeting.
Camila followed behind. Apart from being her PA, she was also her driver and she lived with her. They parted ways as Yolanda went to her room and Camila to hers.
Yolanda sighed as she got into her room. She dropped her bag on the bed and sat on the bed before pulling off her heels.
She stripped herself naked before walking into the bathroom. She stood under the shower and turned the faucet and the cold water poured on her.
She slowly sat on the floor as she drenched completely on the running water. Her mind went to her past… The past she so hard wanna forget…
The terrible past which she doesn’t wish to remember but it was like a leech which won’t leave her.
For once, her faced had an expression, that of sadness, regret and hurt.
She was crying, but due to the water streaming down her face, one won’t notice it.
She sat on the floor for more than hour, crying softly oblivious of time. The knocking of the door brought her back from the pain she was wallowing in.
She stood up and turned off the faucet, taking her towel from the hanger, she tied it around her chest.
She took another, using it to wrap her soaked hair before coming out.
“Speak.” She said coldly immediately she came out of the bathroom.
“Ma’am your dinner is ready.” A feminine voice came in.
“Leave.” She said after a short silence.
“Okay ma’am.” The girl said before leaving.
Yolanda walked to her closet, picking a beautiful pink night gown… She slid on it before walking to her dresser.
She picked up her blowdryer, after plugging it on, she began blow drying her hair.
She checked the time when she was done… It was very late… 11:23pm precisely.
She sighed, she already lost her appetite to eat. She looked at her bed, she is even scared of it.
She felt tired, she wanted to sleep but it is pointless, she won’t be able to get a peaceful sleep.
She sighed sadly, climbing the bed. She has always gone to the bed every day, hoping that, that night will be different… Free of nightmares but it never happened and today…
Climbing on the bed, she wished to sleep peacefully like every other human.
“Please stop torturing me, please… I beg of you… You’re gone and you’re never coming back so just let me sleep peacefully please.” She mumbled sadly.
She opened the drawer beside her and she brought out her old diary… She didn’t dispose it despite everything…
She opened it, reading it page after page, before she drifted to sleep.
It wasn’t even up to an hour when she doze off when she started having the nightmare… Again…
“Please… Spare me…”
“Don’t… do this… ”
“Don’t kîll me… I’m sorry.”
Came her incoherent words before she sprang up from her bed, panting heavily.
She took the jug of water on the drawer beside her, she gulped in enough water directly from the jug… She didn’t bother looking for a glass.
She finished the entire water in the jug, her heavy breath reduced.
She sighed tiredly as she came down from the bed, putting the diary back in where she took it from.
She wore her flip flops, before leaving the room. The whole house was quiet… They were obviously at sleep and here she was, walking in the eleventh hour of the day.
She got to the cellar and took her favorite wine with a glass before walking out of the house.
Camila who was coming out of the kitchen where she had gone to drink water as the jug in her room was empty saw her.
“What is ma’am doing outside, this late??” She asked herself before following her behind.
Yolanda walked to the poolside which had light illuminating around. She sat by the side, dipping her legs into the pool as she stared into space.
She sipped from the glass, which she had already turned in wine.
Camila wanted to go back, afraid of her boss’s wrath but for some reason, she couldn’t… She felt like she should be there for her.
She found her feet moving on their accordance to where she sat.
“Ma’am.” She called softly and Yolanda turned to look at her before looking back into space.
She gasped immediately she saw tears on her face.
‘Really, are those tears… Is her boss really crying.’ She thought, curious lines could now be traced on her face.
She was really curious as to why her boss is crying. She had never seen her cried… Her boss has always been strong and emotionless so what happened?
Without being told to sit, she sat beside her.
“I didn’t ask you to sit.” Her cold voice said but Camila ignored her.
“You can talk to me if you feel like sharing your problems… I’ll always try my possible best to help you.” She assured and Yolanda scoffed.
“I didn’t ask for your concern… You can leave.” Yolanda said huskily.
“I won’t… I feel that you need a shoulder to cry on.” Camila said.
Yolanda scoffed again. “Suit yourself.” She sneered before walking away and Camila sighed.
She has always knew that their was something more to her coldness. She wished she could just open up to her.
°°°
≈ SOMEWHERE IN MEXICO ★ UNKNOWN ≈
She was about going to sleep, today’s work was kinda hectic. She really needed to sleep.
Just when she laid on the bed, her phone began ringing. She scoffed picking the phone.
She rolled her eyes seeing the caller. She had called him several times and he didn’t pick so why was he now calling.
She thought before swiping green. Immediately his voice came in, he called her the name he normally calls her.
Bella!
“Bella what is it?? I say your numerous calls which I missed… Hope everything is going smoothly over there??” The deep manly voice asked.
“When are we ending her??” She asked instead.
“Not yet why did you ask??” The man asked.
“What are you waiting for?? I’m tired of seeing her face after everything she did to me, I h@të her so much and to think that she’s using me as a mere servant is so suffocating, we need to act fast… You know she doesn’t take time in firing her employees and my chance of staying here is little… We better act fast, I can’t wait to have my revenge and so I’m sure you are.” Bella said, seething anger.
“You’re right… But I think she should enjoy alot bit before we strike, you also still need to get her to trust you.” The man said.
“Trust my foot… We don’t even get along, talk more of trust… We better end this soon… I’m revenge thirsty… I wanna avenge his death dummy… I wanna make her go through the same pain she made go through first, I wanna teach her a heartfelt lesson so she never crosses path with me, not in this life, neither the next.” She gnashed her teeth, obviously angrily.
“Okay, we’ll do as you have said.” The man said.
“I also can’t wait to have my revenge… So…”
“Better… I’m feeling sleepy right now, we’ll talk later.” She said before hanging up.
She smiled devilishly. “Dear Yolanda Adams, my sweetie… Tsk… It’s just so painful that you won’t know what hit you… An eye for an eye, that’s what I call justice… I’m back to take my revenge… And you can’t and won’t be able to escape my wrath.” She smirked evilly, staring into space.
TBC…
