Chapter 5: This man again!!
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I shivered when Amos held my wrist. I glanced at the gripped hand then straight up towards this man’s face.
His eyes were full of lust as he licked his lower lip seductively. “Melinda I can make you have an amazing experience in this place if you choose to cooperate with me. You and I can get intimate with each other and run things together, you feel me?
If you please me well, I will ensure you get promoted under a month with a lot of enjoyment to it” Amos was still saying when I forcefully pulled my hand off his grip angrily.
“Excuse me, Mr Amos, with all due respect I am not that kind of a woman who gets to the top by using her body to achieve it, sleeping with men like you is a stain to my white. Don't forget to keep respect in mind when talking to me next time” I shouted at him.
“And let me remind you that I can also make your life a miserable here if you refuse to dance to my tune and do this thing with me. Do not forget that” Amos threatened, I casted him a disgusting stare and walked away.
Such nuisance, I thought he was a responsible person. I did not know he was so dirty, ready to get intimate with a junior staff, truely they, do not judge a book by its cover.
I was excited that I got a job in the Gazzar’s Designs, I decided to stop by and buy a toy for Molly and Mabel, something that they would like and appreciate.
I took a cab and went to the Toys store, a large mall where a section was set aside for buying kids things most especially toys.
I got in and bought a big toy robot and a pretty barbie doll. That was all I could afford at the moment. I got my card and paid.
As soon as I stepped out with the items in my hand, I saw a large crowd gathered at a spot just infront of the mall, and people were talking in whispers.
I walked towards the crowded scene to see what the hell had happened to attract such a crowd.
A man was on the floor and was being hit by a man in a black suit, white shirt and striped tie almost looking like one of the men with the powerful head.
I looked around as if searching for answers and saw that there were other men in black suits, white shirt and matching striped ties as well.
Standing and acting as spectators, not even trying to stop their colleague from hitting someone.
The man on the floor was dying I could see it in his eyes. He was spitting out blood and his face had been ruined almost disfigured and unrecognized, it would take years for this scars to disappear.
I could not stand still and watch this as it happened, I was going to leave but it did not feel right so I walked over to the front of the crowd and pushed the man in black suit away.
He was not expecting that anyone would push him from the back. The man almost fell and I helped the man to sit up.
I glared at the man in suit whose eyes were shooting lasers at me.
“How can you even think of hitting your fellow man like this? What could he have done to deserve you disfiguring his face? Huh! Don't you have sense of pity?” I reprimanded him.
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