Mavin
"Who the fuck was that lady?" I stared at Sir Adam angrily.
The last thing I remembered was that I sent him to get a glass of water for me, as I was busy going through my Grandfather's decision.
Grandpa wanted me to marry by force, and I didn't want to.
I was the only son and child of my parents, and although my dad didn't marry my mom, he later married when I was young. With my mom being a stripper and club addict, Grandpa had to raise me all alone.
I hated women with a passion, and I couldn't believe that my own mother was so consumed by the world's lust and pleasures that she would turn a blind eye to me and abandon me when I needed her the most.
I was 35 years old now, and Grandpa wouldn't stop reminding me that I was getting old.
"Mavin, you need to get married to have a successor," Grandpa kept reminding me, as I was his only grandson.
Grandpa had other grandchildren from his daughters, but he never treated them like grandsons when they visited, as he said, "They all bear their father's surname and not mine."
"You need to give me a great-grandson, Mavin, before I pass away," Grandpa kept reminding me every day like a national anthem. This time, I was enraged, as that water wasn't ordinary.
I felt as hard as a rock, and I needed a woman badly.
I was burning hot, and the pain I felt in my member was immeasurable; it hurt like it was going to explode.
"Adam! I will ask you for the last time before I involve the police... What did you do to me, and who was that lady I saw on my bed this morning?"
I didn't want to believe that I had slept with that pretty lady.
The way she stared at me in surprise with her big round blue eyes was shocking.
I hadn't seen a lady with big eyes before, and it looked so pretty on her, as she blinked like a doll and stared at me like a dummy.
Her skin looked soft and pampered, and I knew from the moment I saw her that she was a rich man's daughter, and her innocence was so visible on her face.
As much as I hated women around me, it didn't mean I didn't tolerate them.
I hadn't slept with a woman before, and only employed middle-aged women, but what happened between me and that lady the previous night, I couldn't remember as my head still hurt, and my memory was vague.
"Tell me for the last time, what did you do, Adam!" I was angry, feeling the urge to grab Adam and hit him for daring to drug me. He apologized, "I'm sorry, boss. The Grandmaster ordered me to do it."
"To do what?" I asked as I stood in my sitting room and glared at him.
Next, my sitting room door pushed open gently, and my grandpa walked in.
"Son, what's going on?"
"Good morning, Grandpa," I greeted him, tying only a white towel around my waist. He glanced from Adam to me and smiled.
"You can leave us, Adam," Grandpa spoke, but I quickly intervened, "No, Grandpa, I haven't asked him to leave."
"What's the matter, Mavin, and who... was that lady I saw leaving earlier?"
My fists clenched as I heard Grandpa's question.
"I don't know her, the same reason I asked Adam to wait," I replied, and I noticed Grandpa looking at Adam as if he didn't know what he had planned with my butler.
"Alright. Hurry up, Mavin, as I would like you to accompany me to the hospital today," Grandpa reminded me of his treatment, and I groaned, "Okay."
I watched Grandpa turn and finally exit my room, while my eyes shifted to Adam.
"Can you start speaking now, or I won't hesitate to fire you this minute? Who's that lady, and where did you bring her from?" I asked Adam, wanting to know more about the lady I had slept with.
I knew that I shouldn't be concerned about her, but I still wanted to know where Adam found such a pretty, big-eyed, innocent-looking lady.
"I met her at the hotel," Adam replied, and I asked, "Which hotel?"
"The LX Hotel, boss."
I frowned, knowing my grandfather had practically seized all the company, and he couldn't seize my company too, unless I agreed to get married or gave him a child, at least, even though I wasn't married.
I wasn't against having children, but finding a good woman to look after my kids was a problem, as all my past relationships had crashed and barely lasted a week.
"What's her name, and which family is she from? I need you to find out more information about her and do your research to know where exactly she is from," I ordered, and then turned to walk back into my room.
"Alright, boss," Adam turned to leave, and I stopped him, saying, "Wait. You haven't told me her name yet. Did you pay her at all?"
The last thing I never wanted was for any lady to accuse me of rape. And although I didn't want to admit that I had slept with that pretty lady.
The way she looked red, and how her body was covered with red marks and hickeys all over her almost yellow-white skin, since she was very yellow and soft.
It was clear that I had slept with her, and just the thought made my muscles tense.
"She said her name is Thelma, boss."
"Thelma who? How could you bring in a lady here without checking her complete identity? Where is the bank account info for the payment transfer to her account?" I asked, as I knew most of the rich families resided in City B. It was either she was a rich man's daughter, or she was related to a rich man, as I didn't want to think of her as a prostitute.
"Boss, I haven't transferred her payment yet, as she ran away before I could get to her, and Grandpa already instructed Thompson to escort her out," Adam explained.
"Hmm, leave." I walked back into my bedroom, slamming the door on Adam as I wanted to take a bath and get ready to take Grandpa Charlie to the hospital. As I looked at my white and neat bedspread...
My eyes fell on the red bloodstains on the bed, and I exclaimed, "Shit! What's that?"
I rushed to the mattress, picked it up, and my blood boiled as I knew exactly what it meant.
I had to gain access to the LX Hotel to find out what Thelma did there and who she was exactly.
"But why do I care about her? It was just one night, and I don't need to see or speak to her again."
I tossed the bedspread on the floor and walked into the bathroom to take a bath, as the sun was already out, burning in the sky.
Mavin, I stepped out of my bedroom and dressed in a casual blue top and black pants. I walked over to the mirror to comb my short black hair. I felt a sore and scratches on my neck from when I was taking a bath. I noticed finger scratch marks on my skin. Frowning, my mind flashed back to the moment I had been with her. I couldn't bring myself to stop. I held my head to ease the pain from the memory. Even though the medicine had helped, I still had a headache. I thought about giving Adam and the rest of the staff a serious warning. Adam Howard, a 53-year-old man who had been with me for a long time, liked to call me boss. He said he called me boss "to motivate me and remind me of who I am and my rank in City B." I sighed as I finally walked away from the mirror. After applying my perfume, I left my room and went downstairs to accompany my grandfather to the hospital, as promised. Grandpa was smiling like he had won a trophy, neatly dressed in a brown garment. As I took my seat
Mavin After I had escorted my grandpa home, I took him to his room downstairs. I ensured that my grandpa drank his medicine before I left him in the care of Angela and went back upstairs to my bedroom. I went into my closet and changed my casual clothes into a blue suit and set off to leave for the company. I was having a business meeting at noon with my shareholders and partners. I had already contacted Henry Black to reschedule the business meeting for the afternoon and to let my secretary know that I wouldn't be arriving at the company on time. The day was Saturday, October 18, and I took my time to dress up properly in my room. The business meeting included meetings with other foreign partners that I work with. Even though Grandpa Charlie had disconnected his company association from mine, I was still obligated to give him a great-grandchild or impregnate someone before the year ended. I knew I still had to work very hard to take over Grandpa's company too. Considering it was
Thelma It was a brand new day. I sat up carefully on my bed and finally slid out of it. I walked up towards my room window and pushed the curtains slightly open to stare out at my father's garage. I saw my elder brother Steven Sabastain standing there and speaking to a bodyguard. Like Steven, felt my intense gaze on him. He turned and stared upward at my room window, but I quickly shut the curtains closed. I wasn't ready to greet him. I still felt embarrassed from the previous day when I looked so red in front of them, plastered with love kissing marks all over my skin and face. I had to do my business training as I had graduated. But I didn't know if my father would allow me to go outside of our mansion again, to work with the company that I had chosen. I submitted my application to M.W Corporation. My mother didn't want me to learn under Steven. The company had already sent me an approval email to resume with them on Monday. Since it was Sunday, I decided to inform my parents
Thelma. I finished eating my breakfast in my bedroom and stood up from the chair. Walking to the mirror, I stared at my beautiful yellow reflection once again. I have a sharp, pointed nose, and my blue eyes were sharp and enchanting. I smiled as I walked away from the mirror and stripped off my clothes to take my bath in the bathroom. Stepping into the bathtub, I bathed quickly as I still wanted to meet with my father, knowing I had been avoiding him since the previous day. I sighed, acknowledging my mother was partially right about me being a bit naive. I shouldn't have paid heed to Sandra and Ella's words, as they were closer to each other than to me. They sometimes behaved jealously because my parents were wealthier than theirs, and my father's company had won many prestigious awards and recognition in City B. My mom actually wanted me to take over my dad's company instead of my elder brother, Steven Sabastain. Mom only acknowledged Steven as her adopted son, even though she op
Thelma. I picked up an orange scarf from my closet and wrapped it around my neck before walking out of my room. I went downstairs to the living room to find my parents. It was Sunday, and the time was still after 10 am. As I descended the stairs into our living room, I heard my father's voice speaking to my mother. I met their gazes as they stopped discussing upon hearing my footsteps. I stood frozen, feeling tense, like a sacrificial lamb waiting to be slaughtered. "Good morning, Dad, Mom," I nervously greeted my parents. I could feel the tension in the living room as my dad stared at me. He responded, "Good morning, Thelma. Aren't you going to church today?" "No, Dad," I breathed out in relief. I had feared my dad would reprimand me because of what had happened the day before, which was Friday. But to my surprise, Dad was smiling at me, sparking my curiosity. Instead of scolding me for the incident that occurred on Friday, he seemed pleased. I said, "I have already prayed to God
Steven I stared at father's face as he remained seated on the black living room couch, deeply pained to see my younger sister, the only one I have, crying and storming away angrily after emerging from her room at last. She had been hiding in her room all day, trying to conceal the kiss marks clearly visible on her neck and cheeks. I couldn't help but wonder how she managed to celebrate her birthday at the LX Hotel - and our father had even granted her permission. It was the first time in Thelma's life that she had been allowed to go out with her friends to celebrate her birthday outside our home. Thelma has never sought the publicity that comes with being related to me. Not many people knew she was my father's daughter; there were only speculations about my parents having another child, a girl. Not many people bothered to search online for Thelma's identity, as my dad never posted anything about her either. "Dad, it might not be a bad idea for Thelma to intern at MW Groups. The co
Steven: "Hmm.. Why are you still here, Steven?" Father asked me as he finally looked back at my face. I replied, "Dad.. we haven't finished talking about Thelma starting her internship tomorrow at MW Group. Please, Dad.. Let's just give her a chance and support her for once," I said. "Support Thelma, you say, Steven. Did you see the kissing marks all over your sister's neck and face? Did you bother to ask her who she went out and slept with?" I sighed and replied, "No, Dad." "Didn't we support Thelma? We supported her to go out and celebrate her birthday for the first time in a hotel. Even when she refused to tell us the name of the hotel, only telling your mother. Her friends made the arrangements and she couldn't say no to them, as they paid for the birthday celebration and organized everything. We thought it wasn't a bad idea and allowed your sister to go there. Now look at the mess she came back looking like... She went to LX Hotel to celebrate her birthday too." Father shook
Thelma: "What did he say?" Steven asked me again, and I shook my head, considering telling him the truth: the man I had slept with had been drugged to sleep with me. He was very angry to find me in his bed the next morning. "Thelma," Steven called to my attention again. I said, "I mean, I don't know his name, brother. Can you tell Dad that I need some time to get over the man I had a one-night stand with before the marriage?" "No, Thelma. That's only if you know the man's name. Maybe Dad would consider letting you marry the man instead of Felix. Do you remember his name now or what his Butler called him?" Steven asked me. I shook my head and replied, "No. I only remember the Butler's name, Adam." "Adam what?" Steven asked, looking seriously at my face, but I didn't know. "Hmm, it's okay, sister. I've already convinced Dad to let you do your internship at MW Group. Do you know why the group is called MW?" Steven asked. I shook my head and replied, "No." "It means Mavin White Corpo