Running from mafia

I sprinted into the main building. I was already late. I saw a beautiful girl who looked about my age or maybe a year or two older standing near the reception desk. I approached her nervously and said “Uh hi, I’m Ella Summers. I’m here for document submission.” The girl looked at me and smiled warmly. She extended her hand and said “Hello, Miss Summers, I’m Jessica Voltin. You are assigned to me for the document verification. Please come with me.” I nodded at her and followed her wherever she was leading us. As we passed by the rooms, I looked at the surroundings. It was pretty nice in here, which I hadn’t noticed when I was coming in. Our journey came to a halt when Jessica entered a room that looked like a conference room. She sat on one of the chairs and I took a seat beside her. She took my documents and studied them for some time. Then she looked up at me and I felt nervous. I gave her a nervous smile and she said “Well, Miss Summers, I must say you are pretty interesting and

6 MONTHS WENT BY JUST LIKE THAT~ Life is all set. Everything is happening according to how I wished and planned things to be. Perfect career, a very happy family, slightly annoying but lovely sister, friends, money, respect, everything. I have everything except one thing…my so-called love life. But that’s fine. I’m more than happy with my life right now. After that night, I joined the embassy and started working as a translator. Currently, I’m in my training and development period. After three more months, I’ll be ready to fly to the moon like a rocket. Someone smacked my head, which made me jerk forward and killed my thought process. Rubbing my head, I whined “What the hell, Roman?” I didn’t even have to look up to know who did the honor, because I knew there was only one person who could do something like this to me. “No hi, no hello, is this the way you greet your best friend?” He said, putting his hand on his heart and showing a hurt sign. That earned him an eye roll from me

    Finally, we reached our destination.I am currently standing at the entrance. Just checking out everything here in awe and admiration. It's so mesmerizing, oh goodness. I would have definitely regretted if Roman hadn't threatened to attend the gala.  Plus cherry on the cake Roman is your date my inner voice mocks me. Well, I must agree with her on this. Feeling giddy giddy in my stomach on this whole situation, bringing a full blown smile make its way to my face.       "Earth to Ella" My eyes went wide in horror he must be thinking I literally forgot he's standing right next to me!   Giving him my nervous sheepish smile. I didn't say anything,,just shakes my head left to right slightly. He broke the silence "sunshine would you like to go inside, if you are done with checking things from the outside. "  I feel the heat rush through my veins at the embarrassment and

I woke up to find that nobody was at home. My mom had left with an aunt for reasons unknown, and Janice had stayed over at her friend's house the previous night, which I had just found out in the morning. I got ready for work, feeling tired even before the day had begun. Today was shaping up to be a long and exhausting day. ... A few hours later... Roman didn't show up at work today, probably due to a hangover, and thankfully, Janice didn't mention anything about yesterday. Other colleagues were giving me curious glances here and there, but otherwise, things seemed relatively normal. I set down my pen as I heard the ting sound of an old, rusted wall clock on the wall in front of me. I glanced at it and realized that it was already past 9 o'clock. I had stayed late, thanks to Jessica piling on extra paperwork for me. Taking a deep breath, I felt a sense of relief knowing that I had finally completed all the files that had been sitting on my desk. Now, I was the only one left in the

The past few days had been in vain, as I was still deeply disturbed by Aaron Maxwell's audacious attack on me. He didn't need to escalate things to that level. We were no longer children, and he should behave like a grown man instead of someone with a stick lodged up his ass.That day, Mr. Maxwell dropped me off a few blocks away from my house, which I was grateful for. The car ride from the unknown location to my neighborhood was filled with complete silence. He blindfolded me again before leaving, ensuring I couldn't see where I was. Although, even without the blindfold, I wouldn't have been able to guess. Regardless, I didn't want to provoke him further, so I allowed him to do as he pleased, yearning to reach home as soon as possible.Upon arriving home, I met my mom at the doorway. I knew she must have been worried sick about me, and I could anticipate the onslaught of questions coming my way. However, I wasn't in the mood or had the energy to explain anything to her at that moment