Kyla JacksonKyla, please take the Telecom" Sandra, my colleague here at the restaurant said to me whilst she set another customer's order on the train. I nod my head before picking up the call. "Mr. James" I said. "Where is Sandra?" My boss shot me a question in a cold tone as soon as I answered the call. I chewed my lip nervously. "She's attending to other customers" I answered.I became my boss's worst enemy as I keep turning down his advances towards me. It all happened the first day I came here to secure a job. All thanks to my wicked aunt who is a friend to my boss, I was able to get the job. She wanted me to work so I can contribute to the house expenses. I'm just 20 years old and I've been working my ass off for the past 5 years now. That was when my Dad died. I became a shadow of myself after his death. I was my father's daughter. His favorite as he loved and cared so much for me. I was treated like a princess but, on a faithful day, one terrible night, he got killed b

Kyla Jackson "Do you take Kyla Jackson as your lawful wedded wife?" The priest turned to Raymond and asked. "I do" he replied curtly, his voice laced with coldness. The priest then turned to me. "Do you take Raymond Locason as your lawful wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death?" My heart skipped a little as he finished asking me that. I turned to look at his mother who was already looking at us with pure happiness and admiration. And my Aunt, who looks eager to hear me say the word, 'I do' And his friends, they all held an awkward look on their faces. I'm sure, they're all stunned to see the same girl they saw at the restaurant yesterday as their friend's wife this morning. It was a simple wedding organized by his mother- that, I'm sure of. There are also a few guests around too. "Yes, I do" I said, in a coarse voice. "With the power of God,