SHE IS A SURVIVOR.
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EPISODE 5
“ hi honey you are back?”
He said nothing other than stare at the woman who controls him and everything around him. Oh how he wish he could just strangle her right here and now and then when the police ask he would say she died of a heart attack.
“ stop staring at me like that you know I made you. Whatever thing you're thinking just forget it because you and I both know that you won't do nothing.” she smiled wickedly as she taunts him.
“ yeah yeah keep joking and then one day I will damn the consequences.” this time his suitcase was on the floor and he started undressing.
“ alright enough of this already how was work today?" She asked as though she cared.
“ oh stop it already you and I both know that you don't give a f*** about the office that is just a front page for you and every other thing comes first.”
By now he has finished undressing and one could actually see his bare body.
“ hahaha well well thank Pete's sake that you actually know that I don't care now come downstairs and have dinner.”
At this time she has walked away leaving him in the state of undress.
“that b**** one day I'll just kill you and dispose of your body.”
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She went over the folders again and this time she smiled hard she couldn't stop the happiness that she felt.
She hasn't been this happy in a very long time.
"Boss we are ready" the man said as the door busted open.
"Alright let's move." She walked slowly with her heels dragging behind her she was wearing a white suit and her blonde hair fell behind her back as she walked the bunk of hair moved from right to left and her personal assistant carried her suitcase and trailed behind her.
The moment she walked into her car she looked at her empire and a little smile crept into her lips she could vividly remember how she was saved when the gunman left them for dead she could remember how she woke up in a hospital bed no not a hospital bed but the bed was so soft and tender.
she woke up with bandages all over her body and her head hurts a lot she tried calling for help but she couldn't find her voice.
"Don't get up too fast your wounds are still fragile." A man with a bald head said as he led the three containers and medicines and the table beside her.
"W-h-e-r-e a-m I? A-n-d who a-r-e y-o-u?" She struggled to speak as her throat was sore.
She tried getting up despite the pain her body showed.
"Who I am doesn't matter what matters is for you to focus on how to get better like I said before your wounds are still fragile." The man said as he gently pressed her backwards to lie back on the bed.
Later on he administered something into her drip and slowly she lost consciousness.
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She closed her eyes and when she opened it back she had nothing but hatred for the people that took away everything from her.
They took away her family she has been a damaged goods because that part of her that felt something died off a long time ago
She has nothing but hate and resentment and she will eventually stop at nothing to bring pain and misery to them.
She will pay them back in double. They will feel her pain they will feel what she felt when she came to realise that everything she's ever known was taken from her.
She will stop at nothing to make sure that her family receives Justice.
"Let's go."
And boom the car drove off from the huge mansion.
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Pain is the only thing that is driving her at this moment ?? she will stop at nothing to make sure that her mission is accomplished.
She won't mind who gets hurt in the process.
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