Amanda watched him as he left. She let out a sigh of relief. "At least I still have my job and I have no reason to run. I am not Mabel", she thought. The thought of Mabel crossed her mind. It's been five years since she last saw her. She remembers how she vanished into thin air after that morning. Amanda let out another sigh. This time it was from memory lane. The moment she stepped into the hallway, she could feel the eyes of the employees passing on her. Whispers and hushed conversations buzzed around the office, speculating about her unexpected interaction with the boss."What a first impression" Amanda mumbled under her breath. She decided to keep her head up high and pretend as if nothing happened. She walked straight to the reception. She didn't know her office and she needed to ask. Just a few steps away from the receptionist, Amanda sights Miss Kira walking towards her direction. Her heart leaped with joy. Kira is her fan after all and she is so happy to see her again. "Hi
>>>>>>"Hey," Rowan called out. "Don't greet me. Is this a playback or what? I have been here for more than half an hour", Jack retorted. "Cut the cr*p. I am here for a serious talk". Rowan pulled out his chair and sat down. "When have you never been serious?" Jack frowned. "Wait, are you seriously angry? Rowan asked, confused. Jack is not the type to get offended easily. "No, I am not. I just want you to believe I am." Jack said, grinning. "Stop messing with me, man. I've got a very serious issue here." Rowan yelled. "Okay. You don't have to bully me into listening. What is it? Let the cat out of the bag." He said, relaxing in his seat. Rowan leaned in closer, his expression serious. "Do you remember the bitch at my house? "The one you raped? Jack asked, sipping his drink. "Don't put it that way", Rowan frowned. "That is what it is," Jack rolled his eyes. "Jack!" Rowan yelled. "Easy man. You are too tense for this conversation. But continue, I
"Good morning, Amanda," Rowan greeted her with a warm smile, motioning for her to take a seat in front of his desk.Surprised, Amanda reluctantly positioned herself in the chair across from him. Rowan took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair. He cleared his throat, feeling a mix of nervousness and seriousness. "I'm sorry about my approach the other day at work and the club," he said, shifting in his seat. Amanda's brows furrowed slightly, but she maintained her composure. Rowan continued. "I would like you to answer some questions to clear the air about this issue." Amanda's expression remained guarded, but she nodded, giving him the consent to continue.Not sure where to start from, Rowan cleared his throat again. "Have we met before? He asked, not sure the question was a good start. Amanda remained calm, ensuring the conversation remained as calm as it started. She prefers this version of Rowan to the one she met on her first day at work. "Yes, I met you and your brot
Mr. Kenny leaned forward. She could feel his breath on her cheeks. "You don't get it, do you? From the moment I saw your profile, I wanted you. I have waited 3 years, thinking you would pick my clues and come to me, but you haven't and I can not wait anymore." "But sir, you are married," Amanda exclaimed. Mr. Kenny seemed undeterred. "Come on, Amanda, don't be so uptight. We could have a lot of fun together, you know." He tried to kiss her. Pushing him away, her frustration grew and she held her ground immediately. "Mr. Kenny, I won't entertain this conversation any further. I expect our interactions to be strictly work-related." She said firmly as she stood on her feet. Dismissing her anger, Mr. Kenny continued in a sexual tone, "Oh! Amanda" "Miss Amanda!" She corrected him. She attempted to leave, but Mr. Kenny grabbed her hand, preventing her from going. His grip was firm, and Amanda felt trapped, her back to the table. "Not that quick". He tightened his grip around her hand
The following morning, Amanda resumed work with enthusiasm. She is no longer worried about Mr. Kenny as she now has a plan. All she needed to do was get Mr Kenny's wife's contact. Amanda's excitement knew no bounds when she received a message from Rowan that he would be coming to the hotel. She is always extra energetic on the days he visits because she gets to spend time with him. She is the only one at the hotel who knows when Rowan will be visiting the hotel. Alex noticed Amnada's enthusiasm. "I guess the boss will be coming today." "How did you know that?" Amanda asked. "Why else would you be this happy? It is written all over you," Alex said. "Yes. He should be here soon", Amanda replied. Alex is the only one she trusts at the company. She can freely talk about her feelings for Rowan with Alex. "I hope this ends well for you though," Alex said before saying goodbye. He is done with his shift and is ready to go. "Bye Alex. And learn to mind your business." Amanda said, jo
All the kids had slept and Mrs Roberts was already dozing off. Amanda stayed awake, her anticipation building. She glanced at her phone repeatedly, checking for messages from Mrs Laura. Mr. Kenny too didn't call her. The silence was deafening and anxiety began to creep in. She could no longer hold it in. She woke her mother. "Mother!" Mrs Roberts woke up at once. She had intended to see the plan through before sleep took control. "Yes, what is it? "Are you sure this was a good plan?" She questioned her mother, doubt gnawed at her. "Why do you ask? Mrs. Roberts responded questioning, still trying to rescue her eyes from the sleep. "I was wondering if this is the right way to deal with Mr. Kenny". Amanda's mind raced as she considered the possible outcomes and consequences of her actions."How else would you have dealt with it? And you can't say it's a bad idea yet." Mrs. Roberts answered. "I have not gotten any message from them, both the husband and wife. I am worried someth
"Mr. Kenny has been hitting on me," Amanda responded. "What! What did you say?" Rowan asked, confused. Tension mounting in the room. "He has been harassing me. He wanted us to have an affair and when I refused, it became a threat. "So you killed him?" Asked the detective. "No, I didn't," Amanda responded. "I was only trying to handle the situation discreetly." Amanda continued, her voice shivering. "What did you do, Amanda?" Rowan asked, impatiently. "Rowan, I didn't kill Mr. Kenny, I promise. His inappropriate advances had reached its peak, and the solicited text…" Amanda wiped the tears gushing down her cheeks before she continued."He wanted to forcefully have his way with me at his office. So I tricked him, I told him we should fix a place, which I did but didn't show up." "You didn't show up?" The detective asked. "No, I didn't. I texted his wife instead. I informed Mrs. Laura of her husband's inappropriate behavior and sent her the address of the hotel for confirmation.
At home, her mother was already waiting for her to return. "Why were you not answering your phone? I have been worried. "Mother, it's been a hectic day" Amanda responded, collapsing onto the sofa. "Where are the kids?" "Adora is sleeping, others are not back from school." Mrs Roberts responded. "By this time?" Amanda asked, looking at her time. "It's just noon. You are home early" Mrs Roberts answered, finding her place beside Amanda. "I didn't plan for any of this to happen, mother," Amanda said. "I can imagine. What is the situation now?" Mrs Roberts asked. "Am being investigated for his death," Amanda answered, her voice quivering slightly. Mrs Roberts froze in her seat, concern etched on her face. "What!" Amanda continued. "As we speak, the police do not know who killed him, the hotel called the police when they found his body. The source of death is unknown yet""My goodness! What has that got to do with you?" Mrs. Roberts asked, confused. "I booked the hotel room, mo