MELANIE WALTER'S POV
When he was done with his boring talk, Miss Esther was finally allowed to speak "permit me to ask , Sir but Who would arrange and design Miss Mira's room...The last time, she came back she complained that she didn't like the taste of the person who had arranged her room"
Mr Carson thought for awhile and spoke"as a teenager she would like to be in a room that's more acceptable to she and her friends, does any of you have any ideas on how to design a teenage girl's room"
I was a bit distracted and confused at How a person could be too picky when staying in her room, that I didn't realized that everyone's eyes were on me.
"Mrs Walters...could you perhaps have any idea on how to design a teenage girl's room?"
I stared at Him in surprise and turned to stare at the others who were looking at me expectantly.
I guess I was under so much pressure because I had said "Yes"
The room was plain white, waiting for some interior designer ofcourse which I was not, it really made me feel scared, How old was this Mira girl I thought, I needed just the right details before I could start. So I took a writing pad and pen and moved straight to Mr Carson's Home office which was shown to me by Miss Esther and I knocked, My heart pounding out of Timidity.
I heard him tell me to come in so I did. His Office was a really huge one, it was exactly the size of my living room and bedroom put together, but it had a full brown wooden coloured paint on his walls and he had alot of books on his shelfs too. I stared at him as he sat behind his desk staring seriously at his Laptop.
"What do you want..Miss Walters?"
He asked not looking up at me.
I Swallowed"Sir...you see in other to give your sister the room that she deserves I was thinking that maybe getting to know her likes and dislikes would contribute alot."
He finally Stopped what he was doing and stared at me "Okay...what would you like to know?"
"What could her favourite colour be?, Her favourite musicians for stickers,and what colour of designs for the bedsheets" I looked at him as he lowered his eyes slowly, That's was when I realized that he didn't really know his sister's likes and because of me he might be feeling ashamed of that fact, So
Trying to sound heroic, I suggested immediately "Sir why don't you call her...and ask?" He immediately looked at me in a disgusted manner "Did you....just suggest something to me without my permission?"
I became alarmed, Am eighteen years old and this was the first time in eighteen years, I was hearing that in other to suggest something we actually had to ask for a permit. Wow, this is the definition of absurd,this guy could be in his late twenties, so why does he think so highly of himself, did he expect me to be another miss Esther, sir...if I may..Indeed!, I swallowed.
"Am sorry sir.....Um sir if I may.. could I SUGGEST that you call your sister and ask Her about the things I mentioned earlier"
I couldn't believe that I had just said that, I was about to Blink before I saw him stand, I kept wondering why he stood up. He took off his jacket and hanged it on his chair then he charged towards me. I didn't dare to Move at all, for some reason I stood where I was, my eyes totally transfixed to his. When he came close enough for me to perceive his cologne, he put both his hands in his pockets and looked at me from head to toe "Why do I feel like....there was a little bit of attitude in the things you said"
I realized that I was sweaty"oh...no sir"I giggled nervously, which seemed stupid to me "I was just telling you plainly...No hard feelings" I later realized that I wasn't supposed to say that "Excuse me?" he shouted
I got really scared as his eyes digged through mine "Am...so sorry sir, I..." He Looked annoyed "Who gave you the right to have hard feelings?"
I was shaken at the question"Am So sorry sir, I didn't mean to say that" "well" he replied "there are certain Terminologies you should use in this House,Now I think you should be acquainted with them...If you would survive here for two weeks, you have to remember that Respecting me, is the way to my heart"
I thought within me, Fear, why does he mistake it with Respect...give me a break, Does he think that he is a god or something, what kind of person belittles others and still demands respect from them, gosh what have I gotten my self into, if I lived with this kind of person for a day I guess I would run mad.
After a long stare
He finally let me go, and ordered me to start cleaning the room first, Before I could do anything else, I washed and scrubbed and made sure the Bathroom was Clean for any use. Obviously exhausted I went to the Kitchen To get some food. "You have to excuse Mr Carson.." Miss Esther said to me.
I almost choked on the bread I was eating. "But you are old enough to be his Mother...what gave him the right to....?" She stopped me immediately. "Do not say that ... Melanie...His My boss and He is the reason my family and I still survive...so dear do not read to much meaning from whatever he does"
I wasn't convinced, I still stood on the grounds that he ought to treat her with respect. But one look in Miss Esther's eyes one would know that she was in depted to Mr Carson and Maybe she would forever be.
When I got home, I lay down on my bed thinking of various designs I could use in Mira's room. Slowly sleep crept in and I saw Mr Carson flash before me. Then everything went blank.
MELANIE WALTER'S POVThe next day He Came into the room, while I was embroidering the pillow cases. Without Looking at me he spilled out "She's a Fan of the singer Sia, her favourite colour is Red, She loves animal skin designs, I don't really know how that will help, and she prefers a curtain over her bed" after speaking, he turned to go.I was greatful for the Info, but I didn't really get the whole gist of it. As he left the room, I raced after him "Hold on sir" i rushed bumping into him as he stopped abruptly. My face hitting his Back, as he turned slowly I realized that my Lipstick was now on his suit. My tongue immediately went arid. He is not going to like this, but I was too scared to tell him."What's wrong Miss Walters? Can't you look before leaping?" He asked finally turning to face me. I shuttered "I...umm .sir...." He stared at me blankly still expecting me to talk. "Sir...umm you were too fast when you Mentioned your sisters likes and dislikes, I w
MELANIE WALTER'S POV"I didn't want to be a burden...Mel"I Cried as I heard Kyrmen say those words"How could you even think..like that who said you were a burden??"I watched as he sat on the sofa. "You and Micheal keep working hard to make sure am happy, but I feel useless... because of me..you haven't completed College...I.."I hugged him"Don't say that, I and Micheal love you alot...I will earn Enough... Please don't neglect Schooling, please." He Looked at me blankly, and I realized that he wouldn't listen so I brought up a solution."Why don't you work, part time...after school you could earn from that supermarket you work in...How does that sound" he was Soo happy, he immediately gave me a hug. I was just glad That He wasn't suspended from school or anything. It was over an hour and the lipstick stain couldn't go of. I panicked, he didn't want me to take it to the dry cleaners, he wanted me to hand clean it.
DENISE CARSON'S POV"Why can't This be solved.F**k Enemies, I can't stay at home and do Nothing!""Denise why do you have to be So ignorant" I looked at Fabian angrily. This is The painful part of it all. My protection. People want me dead. Why?...Cause being The CEO of DMC media is quite frustrating...and As every CEO you make enemies without realising them. It doesn't quite add up though, First it was a Gunshot, Then someone tried to Run me over, Waking up and going out just to be threatened with a laser light on your suit. My life is Complicated."You are The king Of all Media in Grundy...what do you expect?""Fabian I can't stay at Home..How long will you Oversee My Business?""It's all in Good hands....It's just For A Month, just until we are able to prove That Brogan Did this to You.." When he left.I Sighed as I stood outside my balcony,What an annoying Day ObviouslyIt didn't take a while Mira calle
DENISE CARSON'S POVI checked the headlines on my laptop. The story concerning Brogan's illegal Drug business, I had written this a long time ago. Five days ago I guess, and it already got 80 million views. Well other news medias seemed to pick the story. I Laughed...you are going down Brogan.Recurring the incident way back.When Matt's skyline met me up in the Restaurant and pleaded for his life. Said he believed I could help him take revenge on Brogan, For Taking his family away from him.When he supplied the evidence I couldn't hold back any longer. Brogan was a Drug pusher, and abuser. He was also part of various syndicates and kidnappings. Some politicians go crazy for Money. Well I took it as a win win situation for I and Matt, at first it seemed to be a game, I mean raise My companies fame higher and give justice to Matt and his family. It was not until it was first published, two days later Matt was found dead in his bedroom, stabbed
Episode 7DENISE CARSON'S POVAnd the remaining rug she had to buy. I didn't look at her, didn't want her to think I was caring. However when we got to the Rug store I decided to join her. I was surprised that she didn't want my company "Miss Walters do you have a problem with me choosing a rug for myself?" I lied I didn't even use Rugs, I loved the cold tile floors, well whatever...It could be useful in the future."No...sir..." She shuttered."Then mind your business!" I said Sternly to her. Even inside the store she wasn't acting usual, or funny. She seemed dead quiet. When we got out after requesting for the rugs to be sent home. I tried talking to her."Miss Walters...do you have a problem?" She was in front of me but didn't say anything...I got slightly pissed off "Are you ignoring me?" I said tapping her. She turned to me almost like I had brought her back to reality.She felt out of place and apologized but not in the cut
DENISE CARSON'S POVWhat the f**k was she doing there. When I got down from seguro...I could see how terrified she looked, like I was going to kill her or something."Miss Walters?...what could you be doing out here?"Was she crushing on me?...I laughed inwardly...well this is interesting."Umm sir I was just passing"I rushed her"Passing where?" She said she wanted to have a some air...how intriguing first it was just a passing by thing now it's a fresh air thing..she even seemed to breath weirdly...was she having an issue. I could check her to see if she was sick. Her eyes were light brown...it reminded me of Treasure's...she also had a soft skin which was weird especially for a person...who worked so hard. I suddenly realized myself...Gosh Denise, she seemed out of breath and I didn't even notice....this wasn't the first time though. Was she somehow..."Miss Walters are you... allergic to me?"I watched as she gave a nervous
Episode 9MELANIE WALTERS POVAs he moved towards me, a part of me inside wanted to run, another part decided to fake some excuse. It was so hard to think fast cause before I could find an alibi, he was already in front of me. Alighting from the horse he smiled. But the mocking kind of smile. "Miss Walters...what could you be doing out here?" I slowly looked up at him "umm sir...I was just passing""Passing to where?""I wanted to have some fresh air...""Oh really?.... How's the air...you seem to be hardly breathing"He moved close to me as I leaned on the tree branch. I hated how he did that, it always made me uncomfortable, My hands always got sweaty and I always breathed faster than usual and also louder.His right hand balanced on the tree for support then he used his left arm to raise my Chin. That was the first time he had ever touched my face...I heard him mutter that I had a soft skin but I wasn't sure because my
DENISE CARSON'S POV.*************************"Have I ever asked you for Money?" She asked me ...I smiled in complete scorn... especially at how clever she thought she was.."Tracy...There are two languages a Woman has....The one she speaks with her mouth...and the one her body shows"Tracy rolled her eyes..."you give me Money... willingly... Denise"I laughed at her...in the most offensive way possible.."is that what you think?...Look Missy... You don't ask for Money...But your body language tells me More...I just like you cause when I need the pleasure...You are the perfect tool for me..."She didn't show any emotions...her lips and her cigarette seemed to be getting along well... I moved in to the bathroom to take my bath...and wash off. Thoughts about Treasure rushed in...I missed her and yearned for her....it should have been her sitting on that bed...it should have. I sent some cash into Tracy's account hop