TEMPTING THE DEVIL - EPISODE 14

” Guys, Mr Thompson wants to see us at the meeting hall!” Peter announced. ” Right now.”

We all left our offices to the meeting hall, it’s always like this when a new story comes up.

But guess my thoughts were wrong. Though there is a new story to write about, but it was actually not what I was thinking.

” First of all, ” he started. ” I want to thank everyone here for your efforts. I am greatly impressed with your works and most especially, for making me proud.

I had once doubt I would get to this level, to be among the well recognized Mass company in the state. It’s not because of me, but because of every efforts you all have put to make us up to this level. ”

We clapped in excitement. For the first time since I started my job here, today was my first time to see Mr Thompson so soft.

Though he was appreciative, but most times he never lets it show. He’s just the secretive type.

” Okay, back to business. We have a new story…”

” Is it about the drug gangs?” A girl, Nelly asked interrupting him.

” No, Nelly, it’s a different story this time.” She frowned.

Since the drug gangs seem to be the reigning topic in town, writing an article about them has seem to be the sweetest thing for almost everyone of us.

” There is a new technology in the country, one which everyone believes can make a better life for everyone, including the poor masses. Ruthie,” he called her.

” Yes, boss.” She answered.

” I need you to articulate something spicy and attractive than your first article. This is the time we will be needing it the most.”

” Rodger that, boss.” She looked at me while I winked at her.

” Guess we’ve got a lot to do.” She mouthed.

” So, I want every single one of you to write on this. Do you think this technology will serve the people better? Do you think it’s enough to make life easier for us or? Or capable to help the poor to?

Does it have an advantage? If yes, I want you to write on it. If you feel it has a side effect and isn’t of enough capability, I want you to write in it to. I wanna see y’all’s article before 8 o’clock.”

And the rest of the day at work was stressful.

Work was over, Ruthie decided to buy us dinner. We drove to the nearest restaurant to eat. Guess she knows how starving I was.

While we ate, we had some few discussions. She was telling me about her family life and how she had luckily ended up studying Mass communication.

Some life stories are not worth talking loud, especially the part that hurts you the most. It’s not a new thing, the feeling is almost common to us all when we lose some one so dear to us.

I lost my mother, so I do understand how it feels losing a mom. But then, you witness hell on earth when your father has to marry another woman who turns out to be the devil himself.

Thank God for dad who decided not to have another woman. I would have ended up wondering who is in charge of the house.

You’d say my mother, I’d say it’s me.

” What later happened?” I asked her.

” He had to talk with his younger sister who took me in. Her with my father secretly worked on my college fees until I graduated. If he hadn’t done this, I don’t know where I could have been.”

” I’m so sorry for that, I really understand.”

“Well, don’t worry, it’s all the past now.” She smiled to let me know that indeed, everything was alright.

But I know it wasn’t.

After the dinner, I drove her back home before leaving to the mansion. I was expecting to see Draco with his friends but thankfully, they weren’t.

But then, I was damn so tired and exhausted. I quickly went up to have my shower.

I left the bathroom with my towel tied around my chest as I walked to the wardrobe to get something to wear.

Just the usual, I had my short knicker and a little baggy sized shirt which hung below my butt.

I could feel my stomach grumbled for hunger. I can’t believe I still feel hungry after dinning with Ruthie, so I headed down the stairs to the dinning to get some thing to eat.

I opened the fridge but there wasn’t anything appetizing in there. I went to the kitchen asking the maids to make me something to eat.

” Yes, ma’am.”

On returning back to the dinning, he was sitting on Mr Luciano’s favourite seat with his phone on his ear. He was answering a call.

He paused what he was saying as soon as he saw me, giving me a hard glare.

I quickly picked my phone from the table, retreating back to my room. Those gaze… they were the most horrific thing I have ever seen.

I felt like I was staring into darkness of anger and… threat. Like he didn’t want me to listen to whatever conversation it is he was having. And it’s not like I was interested, tho.

” I’m on my way. Keep the house secured.” I heard him say. ” And, how many girls do we have there?” He asked.

” Okay. Like I said, keep the house secured.” He repeated.

I stood at a corner away from the dinning room. He made another phone call. ” Jake, get the car ready, we’re leaving in the next second.”

He stood up, adjusted his collar, then fussing his phone to the back pocket of his trouser. He left the house, heading downstairs.

I walked to the window, staring down. They left the compound in a second. That’s always their style. Darkness is has always their busy time.

” Miss, your dinner is ready.” Said a maid from behind.

I turned to look at her with the tray of food in her hand. ” Oh, drop it on the table, please.”

” Do you have a pain relief tablet, I’m feeling a little headache. ”

” I’ll go check for it. ”

” Thank you. ”

I wish Dad was here or even Mr Luciano. Some how I keep wondering if they had planned this business trip. Why would they leave?

And of all, why would Mr Luciano ask his son to return back home? Dad told me his son left after his mother died, I wish he never came back.