Ansel sat there with a sarcastic smile on his face as he wondered how such a dense woman ended up in his house. Didn't the butler find a better person to employ? Couldn't he have looked for someone better? He wondered who was this idiot of a woman to say that his wife, (His wife for heaven's sake!) wanted to give her hot food on purpose because she hated her? Who did she think she was? Did she think that she was worthy?"Who do you think you are to think that my wife has even the time to waste hating you? Do you think that you are worthy?" He asked her all fired up ready to raise Azazel to deal with her but Denise held his hand.She knew that if she allowed Ansel to deal with her, he would be too brutal and she also didn't want him to act before she could finish what she had planned for Mandy."It's okay baby. Maybe she has a reason to say so. Don't you Mandy? There must be a reason why you think I hate you, right?" Denise asked although she knew the woman would just spout more no
The mansion had more than twenty workers put together and they still lived within the compound in the servants' quarters.Ansel and the butler treated them well andthey never complained. They thus were loyal to their boss and they did their work diligently.They have never ever thought of being malicious towards each other or towards their boss. They lived like a close knit family. That was why it surprised them to see someone sabotage their bosses’ food. It never would have occurred to them that Mandy was that evil. Not in a hundred years. Everyone's attention was on her sneering at the way she looked. Pathetic wasn't the word. Looking at the Mandy who behaved all mighty and important whenever she was with the other workers, she was a far cry from this one kneeling there looking all beat. She looked miserable and to be frank, many did not like her in this house.From the moment Mandy came to work in this house, she always behaved as the mistress of the house. She always behaved as
With that done, lessons to be learnt had been learnt and it was time they called it a night except those who still had dinner to eat.The two lovebirds went to their room and it was after they got in that Denise visibly exhaled. She had to admit that it wasn't easy to act out the part of the lady of the house. She was not used to it but to stamp her authority, she had to.She really wanted to be nice to these people but she also had bottom line. And letting one cross it was like showing them that she could be bullied and that, she couldn't allow."Was it that hard?" Ansel asked, as he patted her hair lovingly. He knew she was young and wasn't used to all this and that's why he was there to help her. He would be her shield and wouldn't allow anyone to hurt even a hair on her head."It was hard. I'm not used to all this. I have to admit that I wasn't sure that I could pull it off. But l'm glad you were there to hold my hand though it all," she honestly said and he pulled her into an em
That night, both Denise and Ansel slept like they had never slept before. They were happy and Denise was grinning like a teenager in love, though she was, literally, a teenager in love. Denise was happy because this was the first time she kissed someone and she actually liked it.She could tell how much Ansel felt for her from that kiss. It was sweet and strange in a good way. She loved it and she loved this man more with each passing day.Ansel on the hand never knew that love could be this SweetThough he would have loved to have her that night, he didn't want to scare her this early. He knew he might be too forward or too rough and scare her into never making love to him ever again. That's why he didn't force anything and took care of his desire by himself. But he knew that he loved her more and more as he discovered how his body reacted to her.The fact that Denise made his body react in such a huge way made him love her even more and he knew that he had made the right call. He s
Life had been good until she had to leave home because of what those f*ckers did. She lived for the day she would make them bow at her feet. It might take her long but she was going to make sure that one day, she would get there. She stretched her bones and she could feel them crackling and she winced because it was kinda painful. She took her small watch, that didn't even have a strap, and looked at the time and it was only five in the morning. She would have wanted to sleep a little bit more but what with the hunger? It was her aching stomach that woke her up. She knew she wasn't sick, it was all because she hadn't eaten anything in the last twenty four hours or so. And she still had no idea where she would get her next meal from. She didn't regret her situation though. Here, in these slums, she was better off than that place that she called home. She stretched again and rose up from the mat she used to call a bed and went to relieve herself in the small shack that they called a l
Denise worked with a spring to her step. It would seem stupid or even weird to another person but she was happy. Getting a job in these slums was a plus because it meant that tomorrow would be sorted. In fact, since she wasn't a worker here, she had been given menial jobs like washing utensils, cleaning and running errands. But did she mind? No. In fact, compared to how she lived in that mansion she used to call home, this was easy peazy for her. She was also happy because she knew that in the three days that the person she was standing in for was going to be away, she would make more than she would ever have cleaning clothes for a week. That's all that mattered: making money. She did her usual cleaning very quickly and had a few minutes rest before she would be called in for more utensils. As she was resting, she saw the previous day's newspaper and she decided to browse through it. As she was reading, she saw an advert about an acting company that was promoting new talent. They wa
If only there was a button for success.... maybe then Denise would have turned it on but here she was.... alone and striving to become better. Denise looked at the script that she had been given and sighed for the a hundredth time. It was a movie that Diamond Studios was going to produce with newcomers only and it wasn't going to be easy she knew that among the newcomers, there would be those who had connections and they would have a direct ticket to the movie. And here she was, without anyone to even read the script with her. She hoped that it was true what people said that among all the entertainment houses in the country, Diamond Studios was among the most upright. It was rumoured that Diamond Studios never looked at one's background or who they knew in the industry. If you didn't have talent, then no one would consider you in there regardless of who you were. It was said that the president and CEO of the studio was a man who had worked his way from the bottom and he knew the stru
Denise Ashford, twenty years old, born to Mr and Mrs Gresham Ashford. The Ashfords were among the most influential families in Xela. If it was during the medieval times, then it would have been a family of dukes or viceroys or something like that. That's how much power they held especially in the political arena of Xela.Denise was the second child, the first born being the twins George and Georgina Ashford. They were older than her by two years. From the moment Denise learnt how to crawl when she was a toddler, she could tell that she wasn't loved by her family. Her upbringing was left to the servants and she can't ever remember her mother holding her. Her father never talked to her and he would always treat her like an invisible thing. He never acknowledged her. Her two siblings were something else. They never gave her the time of the day. What they did best was beat and bully her whenever they got the chance.The three went to the sames schools but they made Denise know that she wa