Dominant culprit

Victor turned towards the elevator, boarding it to the first floor, ” go put on some clothes”, Claire felt the burning sensation overwhelm her, all that was happening between them was just something just too far away from love, it was lust

Claire walked into the room, hugging herself, her culprit was alluring, Charming, and stupid, ‘ I need to be more vigilant, he saw too much of my desperate side’ she thoughts inwardly as she wore one of his trousers.

And a sleeve, her stomach rumbled in feet of rage, she caressed it through the clothes, going down the stairs for food, but there was nothing there, she had no money of her own, she was also far from home, no phone to call for pizza delivery, nothing at all.

Who lives in a house with no food?!, maybe he’s an alien, just maybe, she leans on the kitchen island, reminiscing all that had happened, she had less than 90 days to go now, two days passed and they had kissed more than five times, had oral sex twice, and…

This was the most undetectable culprit she had ever dealt with, she had told herself she would call Marley whenever she lays her hands on a phone, the elevator door chimed, and she walks over to press the button it might be a person likely to bring her food.

The thought of finally putting something her mouth delights her belly, as it rumbled in response,

” hi, you must be monse” the oddly aged lady said, she had two bags in the hands, one which was smaller than the other, ” Darrell said he had a weird visitor he would love me to feed”

She said, her facial expression far from delight.

” visitor?” claire asked dumbfounded by her words, ” yes, and now seeing his visitor dressed in his clothes, i am beginning to think otherwise,” she said,

Claire had no words to justify herself; obviously she couldn’t obtain his heart in just two days, and now he had made the mission even harder for her .

she was placed in a house lacking anything close to clues, and he wasn’t ideal, ” here’s your new phone” the lady handing claire a box, of her phone

Claire gasped for air as she saw the phone, these came out this week, it was the latest model she opened in swifting,

” here’s your food, you could lean on those sleeve till patricia gets here” she said pairing her eyes up and down claire body.

” How did you meet my son?” she asked, Claire felt her heart leapt into her mouth, she was stupefied by her words, ” you gave birth to him?” she asked, the lady smiled mockingly, giving her no answer,

” Well, I liked him at first sight, so I approached him, and boom, here I am” she said.

the old lady chuckled, ” darrell is bored that all, he has little to no use for you”

she said as she moved backwards,

” darrell doesn’t take betrayal slightly, so if you decide to come dig up some gold, for your poor life, just know this is an iron embedded floor, it won’t be too easy” she said as she passed fake smile before heading towards the elevator.

” Wow, thanks mom. ” She said the lady scoffed,

” don’t get your hopes up, baby girl, darrell isn’t what you think he is, he’s a pile of sorrow, and a million shades of trauma, your vagina wont heal that ” she said as the elevator door slightly closed.

CLaire felt her inside boil, she had just been insulted, ridiculed, and threatened, by an old lady, is this mission worth it? she thought to herself well i want to see the end of ths, she thought to herself as she opened the pack of food sent to her by the old lady..

What if it’s poisoned, she doesn’t want a poor lady, well assumed poor lady take her sons wealth, ‘I won’t eat this’

Her stomach rumbled, annoyed,”you won’t blame me, i have to take notes of all this threat” she said while rubbing her belly.

She opened the phone, what if its tracked as well, she was specialized in things like this, she opens the back, turns it on, for any trace of being tracked, nothing at all, she logs some of her important detail on it, then sends marley a message.

‘ hey marley, i think darrell isn’t such a bad guy, i guess’

‘ don’t flatter yourself,, the bar was raided and there are records of death, you know he was responsible we all know that ‘

{surprised emoji} wow, marley hes so different inside, he’s different from a megalomaniac, i think his aged mother is the real villain here’

‘ how?, don’t flatter yourself, its a path of their work, to play a sucker to get a sucker, don’t fall for all his masked attitude’

‘ hes mother is protective marley, i have been threatened, and so hungry, currently starting at my food but can’t eat’

‘ dont die now, die later, gotta go’

The elevator door dings , it was a perfect timing,

‘ must be the lady for the clothes, maybe she could get food for me’

She walks over to the elevator, taps the button and it opens, a lady in suit pants walks in, her brunette hair tied in a tight bun, eyes as green as an emerald, Claire halted for a while as a hint of jealousy engulfed her.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She’s an epitome of beauty, ” hey ma’am” the lady said, she sounded french which was both sexy and charming,

” i…hi, claire, ehm monse” she stuttered, while trying not to drown, ” patricia” she replied shaking hands with claire,

” Here are a few indoor clothes for you, just bought this, because my boss couldn’t give a specific size of his guest” she said.

Claire felt threatened again, is everyone around here a fucking mother hen?, she asked herself as she surveyed the clothes given to her, a pair of jogger loose pants, some t-shirts, it was all girly colours and she wasn’t a fan of pink yellow, it would have been appreciated if it were black or white.