“Awe, my little munchkin,” Saba coed the small 2-year-old as he threw his legs in the air making her smile. Throwing all her hair on the other side, she took a little more baby oil in her hands and rubbed her palms before massaging the baby’s body, which was enjoying it to the fullest.
“Elena, calm down baby,” the baby’s mother, Charlotte, came inside the room with a smile on her face.
“ma.. mah,” She said in her baby tongue as she tried to run towards her mother, “Elena, be careful,” Saba was quick to hold her before she could fall down from the bed. Thank fuck to the pillow wall she placed on the side of the bed.
“My goodness, are you okay, baby?” Charlotte asked her daughter as Saba moved aside, making way for the mother-daughter duo.
“Here, drink it,” She was about to feed Elena with the bottle when Saba took the bottle from her hands.
“What’s the matter?” Charlotte asked in a harsh tone as Saba kept the bottle away from her reach.
“Mam, I just gave her a massage, it is not good for her to be fed just after it,” Saba said in a soft tone as Charlotte nodded her head.
“I am sorry, I just—“Saba just nodded her head, she did not need her fake apology, she spoke like her with her every time.
“I must get going,” She said, picking her bag from the chair nearby.
“Bye-bye, my munchkin,” she said to little Elena before nodding at Charlotte, walking on the cold street after escaping the fully heated mansion. She felt cold.
Rubbing her palms on her arms, she walked to the small bakery near her apartment.
“Hi Jesse,” She said to the girl who smiled at her before giving her a hug. Saba winched as Jesse quickly pulled away.
“What happened?” She asked, handing her the plate of her favorite pastry.
“Just a neck strain,” she said, but Jesse’s eyes landed on the small blood mark on her t-shirt.
“Is that blood? Are you injured, Saba?” She asked, moving to the mark.
“What is this?” Saba asked with a chuckle. “That’s ketchup, Elena put that on me accidentally,” She said, showing her the mark clearly.
“Oh, I thought that was—“
“Blood? “ She giggled as Jesse shook her head.
“How was your day with the witch?” Jesse asked, cleaning the counter as another customer came inside the bakery.
“Just don’t ask! “ Saba huffed as she took a bite of her pastry. Winters in Italy were beautiful, but for her it was lonely sometimes.
“Whiplashing, it was true torture, you know, as if she thinks I will take Elena away from her,” Saba said, taking another bite of the pastry.
“Well, from the way Jacob looks at you, I might have thought the same if I were her,” the spoon fell from Saba’s hands as she looked at Jesse with wide eyes.
“Sorry? What?” She asked, picking up the spoon from the floor and keeping it aside as Jesse handed her another spoon.
“Dude, are you blind or what? He moves around the town holding hearts in his eyes for you and you don’t know?” Jesse asked as Saba’s breath stopped.
“He likes you,” Jesse said, the words Saba was afraid to even say out loud. Saba quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket and started typing something.
“What are you doing Saba?” Jesse asked as she served pastries to another customer.
“Sending Jacob my resignation,” She said as Jesse snatched the phone from her hands.
“You are so not doing that!” Jesse said but Saba shook her head.
“This is wrong, Jesse, my mother did not raise me to be a home wrecker,” She said as a tear slid down her eyes.
“Hey, hey, hey, who said you were a home wrecker? Hmm?” Jesse asked, pulling her behind the counter.
“I did not know anything, I swear, that was why Charlotte spoke like a witch to me,” She said as another tragic tear escaped her eyes, her lower lip wobbled like a child as she covered her face with her hands. She could not help but cry harder.
Someone said true, ‘Words cut harder than knifes’.
“Think practical Saba, the job of taking care of a little girl pays so well, her father is more like head over heels for you, think about the money,” Jesse tried to make her understand. The world does not run on emotions but money.
You may get away from a murder with money, but if you are poor? You might be innocent but still be punished for things you never did. It influences our lives in such a way that it is too powerful to ignore.
“The money may be good, fuck that, great, but I am not taking advantage of someone’s emotions, especially when there is a child involved. I know what it is to be brought up in a loveless family, Jesse, I know,” She wiped her tears harshly. Her whole face had turned red.
“Saba, stop mixing your past with someone else’s present,” Jesse said as another customer came.
“I’ll start looking for jobs right away,” She said as Jesse sighed, “You don’t want to listen then fine!” She almost yelled at Saba but knew the outcome of this talk was going to be this only.
“Anyways, why have you not been in physics class since last weekend?” Jesse asked as Saba’s face fell.
“It continued again,” She said as Jesse pressed her lips in a thin line.
“Awe babes, heavy bleeding sucks,” She said as Saba chuckled.
“Don’t forget the cramps,” they both laughed as Saba wiped her face with a wet wipe and looked fresh as ever.
“Now give me my phone back, I need to write my resignation,” She said as Jesse handed the phone back to her.
“My job was to warn you,” Jesse said, sighing.
“I am resistant to warning baby,” Saba winked as they both laughed again. Saba was ready to leave the bakery as it was getting late.
She pulled the door open but Jesse called her,” Saba?” She turned around, looking at Jesse with a raised eyebrow.
“Meera was looking for a waitress,” Jesse said, without looking at her, as Saba smiled.
“Thanks, I’ll ask her,” Saba said with a smile on her face before she walked out of the bakery. For a moment she felt as if she was being watched. She turned around to find people lost in their own worlds.
She shook her head at her crazy thinking before making her way back to her apartment.
Jesse served the coffee to the old couple who always came to her bakery they smiled, “Goodnight honey,” She smiled at them as they walked out. Jesse felt the presence of someone in the bakery as she looked around, only to find him standing at the door.“Leave me!” She cried as he choked her throat even more, his fingers were surely going to leave marks on her skin.Tears started to burn her eyes as she wiggled in his grip, “St-op,” She cried, but he held her tighter, cutting off her oxygen supply completely.“Ja.. Jacob!” She breathed as he loosened his grip around her throat. Not having any more energy in her body, she fell on the floor coughing hard.Her face turned red as she wiped her tears, still coughing, trying to suck in as much oxygen as she could.“You had one job!” he yelled at her as she closed her eyes in fear. She soothed her aching throat with her fingers as she glanced at him.His irritated self threw the water glass directly at her face, making her cough with shock ag
What should I do with you now?” She asked, as his throat turned dry. She said, her hand wrapped around his throat.“Give me some more time,” he said as he closed his eyes for a second.“tsk, tsk, tsk, more time? How come I trust you again?” She asked in a rough voice. A drop of sweat rolled down from his forehead as a shiver went down his spine.“Trust me one last time,” he said, trying to be confident, but he looked more like a scared wet cat out of the gutter.“Lies are not trusted. What do you keep as collateral?” She asked as he nodded, handing her a pen drive.“University’s map and camera loophole ways to reach the lab,” he said internally, praying that she agreed on this to give him some time.“impressive but not enough. You promised me the information today,” She said, applying more pressure on his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.“I a—am t—trying,” He let out the words with more difficulty.“You beat that woman for the one you claimed to love, didn’t you?” she asked as
Saba looked at her reflection as she stood in front of the gates of Jacob’s mansion. Holding her purse nervously in her hands, she bit her lips, looking around. She was waiting for permission to go in like she did every day.“You may go in, mam,” the gatekeeper said as she nodded with a small smile.“Martha, can you tell me where Mr. Jacob is?” She asked the headmaid who happened to be her friend.“Of course, He just told me to send a coffee to his study,” Martha said as she handed Saba the tray and placed two coffees in that tray.“Do you mind taking these two to his study, since you seem like going to meet him?” She asked with a teasing smile, “Sure,” she nodded.This was the best way to meet him without any awkward reasons. Saba walked up the stairs to his study room.Taking a deep breath, Saba raised her hand to knock on the door. When she did not hear any reply from the others, she knocked again but the door was open.Glancing at the door again, she pushed it open to walk inside,
Jacob made a fist of his hand as he turned to his wife, " I have something for you," he said, as Charlotte smiled. "Oh really?" She smiled, taking his forward hand. It's been quite some time since he gifted something to her. "Slow down, I am still sore," She said, blushing away as he nodded, taking slow steps now. He took her quite rough an hour ago. Jacob took her to the room connected to his study. Charlotte looked at him with a smile as he pressed a kiss on her lips. "I have a gift for you," he said as she smiled, taking a seat on the bed. She watched him open the cabinet near the bed. He handed her a set of papers and a pen. Charlotte's smile dropped as she read the agreement. "What kind of sick joke is this, Jacob?" She asked, throwing the divorce papers on the bed. Her eyes filled with water, she loved this man so much and here he was handing her divorce papers.No way was she going to sign them. "I am giving you half of this property along with Elena's co-parenting custo
“Thank you for this job, Meera,” Saba said as she took the dress from Meera. “Don’t take me for an easy boss, I am a very strict one,” Meera said with a smile as they both giggled. “The store was getting hard to manage alone since all the students were taking their leaves,” Meera said as she walked towards the billing counter. “Yeah they need to focus on studies now,” Saba said as she switched on the news. “This is KKN news from Milan University, reporting live, Yesterday night a girl tried to Heck into the physics department of the University, the said words are she was trying to steal research information, The Name of the said girl is Shazia Khan,” the beautiful news reporter spoke as they both looked at the screen. “the girl is now in the custody of the police, doubts of her being a spy or connected to the Mafia are in the air—“ Before the Anchor could complete her sentence Meera put the TV on mute and looked at Saba, “You study in the same university, don’t you?” She asked
Saba stared at her almost dislocated shoulder, she took the pain relief gel from the tube and started applying it.“why do I have such weird sleeping habits?” She murmured, mad at herself, she slid the black full-sleeved top over her head and fixed her hair once again, applying a lot of ketchup on the roti (tortilla) she made.Looking around, she closed her eyes and licked her fingers full of ketchup, smiling to herself she cleaned her fingers with the tissue, taking the roti roll with her she held her books and her sling bag on her shoulder.Locking the door of her small one-bedroom apartment, and keeping the keys in her purse she walked towards the stairs, yeah, the building did not have an elevator.“Oh fuck” she hit her hand on her head and ran back to her apartment, she saw the window was properly closed.Sighing, she glanced at the clock, “I don’t want to be late for Professor King’s class after being absent for a week, Allah please make him late, just a few minutes, just for to
"Saba," Hearing her name she turned around to look at him, He did not say anything more waiting for her to walk back to him. She licked her lips looking at him with a blush on her face. "Yes sir?" she asked "There’s something of yours left with me," Aryan said as Saba looked at him with her innocent eyes. Fuck, if she was not my student she would have been on her knees with the same innocent eyes looking at me "Huh?" She was confused as hell looking at the books and things in her hands, she was sure she did not drop anything back there."What is it, sir?" She asked in an unsure voice. Aryan's lips twined as he looked at her before pulling out a delicate piece of jewelry from his pocket. Saba's eyes widened as she looked at that bracelet in his hands. "Where did you find this one?" She asked as she touched the bracelet, it was still in his hands. “At the grocery shop,” he replied as she tried to take the bracelet from his hand but it was stuck in his wristwatch.“Umm…” this was
“I don’t understand, who is this her?” Sid asked as Aryan looked at him and shook his head; his mood was already spoilt.He took off his T-shirt and started walking out of the house.“We have to burn this house and them,” Aryan said as he looked around, there was no one, not even a bird, this location was weird.“The house can still be used,” Sid said as Aryan shook his head.“She did not burn them or hide their bodies, it means she wanted us to find her brutality or maybe she wanted to give the clue about us to the police because they sure would inspect two murders,” Aryan explained as he held his hair in a grip.“How about we give the identities to some other agents and bury these two somewhere?” Sid suggested.“And let their souls wander in the world? No thanks buddy,” Aryan said as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed someone’s number.“I need you to read someone’s last prayer,” he said as Sid raised an eyebrow at him. His gaze turned frustrated.“No, I would need a fa