Living Nightmares

Odette POV

After an eventful conversation with Mrs.M, I settled myself in my Audi. I have always had a knack for cars and bikes. I used my money I saved from all those years on my car and my bike, a Kawasaki ninja. I knew for a women like me, who was prone to elite class, I sure as hell had possession that resembled a gang leaders. But I never cared for the words that roamed around. One would think after working so long in with Mr. Sword, people would respect me but that was a sad reality. No one gave me a look if they didn’t need me.

But the think I learned was I didn’t had to be as bashful as they were. Everyone is struggling. Some are holding up better, some are still struggling. So for anyone who asked for my help, I returned it with no intention of a repay. It was one of my own rule after what I did with him.

Starting my car, I stared it towards the Sword Co. Monday will always be a cursed day no matter what. The traffic in NYC was far worse than any place I ever visited. No one cares if you were a peasant or a Landlord, you got to endure the long hours of traffic.

Pulling in my usual spot in Sword Co, I made my way towards my office. It was 9:30. Perfect timing. I began my work when suddenly Gabriel, Mr.Alex’s son made his way towards me.

To say Gabriel Sword was my best friend would be an understatement. He knew my life, me like no one would. Even after everything, he didn’t leave me. His father would scold him as I was always whisked away to long lunch of two or three hours rather than the forty five minutes. The best thing? Mr. Alex would never scold me. And Gabriel would have so much fun with me that he would do whatever his father wanted.

Gabriel Sword was one of the ‘hot hot list showstopper’. He was single and the most awesome part was the he wasn’t the playboy. He had two girlfriends but sadly both didn’t want him, rather his multi billion company of automobiles and bikes. I got both of my mobiles from his company.

“And I thought I would have to woo you again to have lunch with me.’ He said with a fake hurt expression.

Chuckling I asked him with a hint of amusement.

‘And I thought you forgot you had a sweet best girl friend in NY.

‘The day I forgot about you is the day this world ends.’ He said with seriousness.

‘We both know we only need glue to attach out hips, literally.’ I mused.

‘Why yes. You couldn’t just resist me.’ He winked with a smile on his face.

Gabriel was a handsome man. With broad shoulder and lean body, he sure as hell resembled a Georgia Armani model. He had dark grey eyes and dark brown mop of hair that would always be untamed yet it looked perfect on him.

Many people suspected that we both were in a secretive relationship. But what they don’t know was that I didn’t had a heart to lose to anyone else.

Gabriel did professed his love for me a year back. I gave him reasons as a result of which he said he would wait for me. He was the one who kept tabs on Xavier. I knew that when one day he told me the man I gave myself and all was a man who had more than half of the world dancing on his fingers. I never asked him about Xavier. It was too hurtful. And I was a coward.

‘Hey Princess! Are you listening?’ suddenly his fingers snapped before my eyes.

‘What?’ I asked. Seems like I went somewhere else, again.

‘Only you would zone out in company of such fine specimen like myself.’ Gabriel said with a straight face. I couldn’t hold my laughter because of his comment.

Glaring at me, he said,’ So I was saying that Mr. Russel connected me. He said a filthy rich buyer wants to buy a new car and a yacht.

I was confused. Why did he tell me? We all knew he was the one who deals with the purchase of his own company as well as his fathers.

‘Why you telling me?’ I asked as confusion laced my words.

Hesitantly, Gabriel said,’ You don’t want to know his name, love.

Why does it feel like something that I didn't want to happen is going to happen?

‘Who is it?’ I asked with a somber voice.

‘Xavier Storm.’ Gabriel said.

My dreams suddenly changed to a series of endless nightmares.

Stop fucking with me, Life!

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