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Chapter 8 - 6: He is Evil

I woke up at my usual time, stretched my body before I sat up on the bed but he wasn't on the bed, neither was he in the room. I removed the duvet from my leg so I can wear my slippers but I still sat on the bed being lazy to get up and prepare for work.

'I can as well take off my nighties since his not here' I dragged down the straps from both shoulders letting my breasts feel the early morning cold air before I lazily got up from the bed and the night gown slide down from my waist to the ground. I picked it up with my toe as I took off the slippers and was about to tip toe my way to the bathroom when I heard the glass door to the veranda open,

"F**k" I said unconsciously. With my fast acting instinct, I covered my nipples with my right hand and also covered my lower part with the night gown on my left hand. Though he stood there staring with an ear pods on and his shirtless body sweating like he just worked out, his face had no definite expression for me to predict his next move or his thought about me right now. I just stood there like a fool starring at his well built body…

'What are you gawking at Genesis? Get into the bathroom now!!!' I panicked and ran to the bathroom locking the door behind me.

'That was f**king awkward' I whispered with a sigh of relief before I got into the shower to take a quick bath, so I can prepare and finally leave this house before my stupid thoughts explode my head.

When I was done with my shower, I slowly open the bathroom door taking a peek if his still in the room but thankfully he wasn't in the room so I could open the door fully then I got out of the bathroom and entered the dressing room, locking it as well behind me, I can't take any chances.

I came out of the dressing room wearing a tight, knee length black gown, black heels with a black hand bag. I came down the grand stairs and entered the dining room expecting to see him there but I didn't then I left the dining room in search of him, I still don't know why I am but I am.

"Andrew..." I saw him a distance away mustering something to a maid. He dismissed her immediately he saw me,

"Good morning Ma'am" he greeted

"Morning" I reciprocated with a smile but still had to cuts to the chase of why I called

"Where is Zachary?" I asked, he looked confused at first but replied

"Mr. Logan…He left a while ago"

"He did?" it was a rhetorical question but he's still nod his head to the question

"Alright then, thank you anyways. I'd be leaving now"

"Would you like me to send a chauffeur to drive you to work?"

"No, no. It's fine, I'll simply take an Uber."

"Are you sure Ma'am?"

"Yes" I replied as I made my way to the door.

I took the Uber like I said I would and it only took a while for me to arrive at the bank and highlighted after paying the driver. I walked inside just like any other normal day but today the atmosphere didn't feel normal as I couldn't help but notice how my co-workers kept starring at me weirdly while I walked pass them to my office.

'Is it my dressing?' I asked myself. I should say I looked really hot this morning when I stood in-front of the grand mirror for minutes starring at myself, I've changed a lot in so many ways. The new clothes, the new shoes, the nice fragrance, the expensive jewelries, I've really change a lot within this few days so I can't blame them for gawking.

"What are you doing here today?" I was about to enter my office but was stopped by my boss

"What do you mean Sir? Today is just like any other day. I was here yesterday, wasn't I?" I asked, confused and as well curious because he might probably have the answer to why the were gawking, maybe it wasn't just all about my drastic change.

"You should be on your honeymoon" He replied with a cranky smile

"We've talked about that already sir, and I told you I don't mind skipping the honeymoon and so do my husband…" he cuts me off with confusion written all over his face.

"But your husband was here a while ago…" I shouldn't but I had to cut him off too

"What?" I subconsciously yelled.

"I'm sorry. What do you mean Sir?" I said without hesitation, I didn't want to get him mad even though I was already getting angry

"Well, in a nutshell your husband came here demanding I give you the holiday you deserve, so he could spend time with his 'wife'." he put more effort saying the last word. I couldn't help chuckle

"I deserve?" It sounds so ridiculous coming from that arrogant fellow. I don't know if he did this because he wants to know me better by going for the honeymoon or his just messing with me. For his sake I hope not because I'll make sure to put him in his place and tell him a piece of my mind before I leave that god-damned house and never come back.

"Yes. You now have enough time to spend on your honeymoon"

"Is that so. How long are we talking about sir?"

"A year." I must have heard wrong

"Sorry?"

"You heard me right Mrs. Logan. That's what your husband asked for…" I wasn't buying that, one whole year holiday my foot, who does that?

"Sir, did my husband ask you to sack me? Are you seriously firing me after all my years of hard work just because of someone I barely kn…" I stopped myself from saying any further

"Don't see it that way Mrs. Logan, it's just a long harmless holiday."

"But…"

"Quite arguing and go home to your husband. He is capable to take care of your every need."

"How do you mean?" My brain has obviously refused to function, I could only ask questions to help it out

"You can't imagine the massive donation he gave to the bank. Your husband is fully loaded" he chuckled. That's it!! That explains how he could even think of approving such crazy demand. One year holiday…This is unbelievable!

"Go home, Genesis…" He called me by my name for the few times ever. Zachary and his money must have really gotten deep into his head, there is no changing his mind now.

"I also think you need a break, that's an order from your boss." He said before he left me completely astound.

I slowly started walking to the exist as my brain quickly reviewed everything. So he made my boss fire me because I refused to bid to his stupid demands. This job that I worked really hard for months to get, all alone with no one backing me up not even my parents. He just made it disappear in a day, or should I say within a few minutes.

"That Bastard!" I subconsciously yelled as my eyes were in the brim of getting filled with tears. I stopped, raising my head while I keep exhaling the bad energy so the tears would go back in. I can't be seen crying here.

I continued taking slow steps as I searched for my phone in my hand bag. It took time for me to find it since my hands were shaking non stop. I dialed Brian's number, with my shaking thumb I managed to click the call button then placed the phone on my ear. I patiently waited for him to pick up, on the third ring he answered the call.

"Genesis" I heard him call my name cheerfully, trying not to ruin his mood I composed my voice before I said,

"Hey Brian. Where are you?"

"Rota"

"Oh" I was disappointed but as well happy that he took my advice. I shouldn't sound disappointed, by the way it was my idea so it's not his fault his not here when I need him the most.

"I'm happy to hear that. Greet abuela on my behalf"

"You will get to do that yourself when we arrive tomorrow. I booked an early morning flight for us so we'd be there early."

"Sure, take your time…"

"Are you okay Genesis, you sound off"

"Yeah, of course."

"You sure?" It was obvious he wasn't convinced

"I said I'm fine Brian. See you and abuela tomorrow"

"Alright" his tune still sounded unconvinced but I guessed he already know me better that I won't say anything otherwise, that's probably why he decided to leave it at that.

"Bye" I said before I cut the call. I can't just go home…that wrenched house, no matter how much I inch to go there and give that bast**d a piece of my mind before I leave that house. I can't, at least not like this, I'm vulnerable now I could breakdown easily. I need a drink. But I also can't go to Helena's cafeteria, it just doesn't feel right bothering her with my problem. First, I need to get an Uber that will take me to the nearest bar.

"Another… one" I struggled to say.

"I think you've had enough" The middle aged bar tender couldn't help but say as I have already taken two glass of scotch, enough to clear my eyes but I wanted more. Raising my head to his face I digged my eyes in his with clinched teeth

"I said a..no..ther…one.." I dragged the word to make him understand he don't make decisions for me. I already have one son of a bit*h who makes silly ones for me I don't need another. He poured the scotch in her glass again and passed it to her before he left to continue cleaning the counter. I took the whole thing at once as I did the other two before I passed back the glass to him and he looked at me annoyed but also waiting for my orders

"What?" I asked but he ignored me as he looked down before he raised his head to my direction again, I chuckled

"Don't worry I'll take my leave now as it seems my presence is becoming a problem here." I said

"Good. I can get someone to book u an Uber..."

"Yeah right, I can do that myself just fine. I don't need your pity" I cut him off with disgust forgetting that all his trying to do is help me.

I found my way out of the bar, then stood waiting for a quick cab. I am drunk but not enough to not know my way home…to that f**king son of a bit*h house. Growing without parents gave me the freedom to do whatever I wanted, good or bad. So I do take a quick break in a bar drinking more than one shots when things aren't going as I want it to go, that's why I've gotten tipsy tolerance but I've never taken more than three and I don't plan to cause I know my tipsy tolerance won't work if I take more than I can handle.

I got into a cab. I sat there thinking what my life has become, how I lost the job I spent months to get and years of hard work that I finally recently got the promotion I deserved, now it's gone, everything down to ashes just like that. I just sat in the cab all through the ride letting out a silent cry trying my best for the driver to not notice me.

"This is my stop, thank you." I said as I paid him before I came down then he drove off. I stood there across the road directly Infront of his house for a while before I wiped my tears and crossed over.

Walking into the sitting room I saw him sitting on the couch, so I did my best to coordinate my steps 'I mustn't look drunk'. But as I was drawing closer to the grand stairs, he stood up and took a quick three steps towards me and stopped but he was still quite a distant from me. This didn't make me stop instead I added more speed to my steps

'I need to get to the room. I mustn't show weakness in front of him, that's what he wants so I can't give him what he wants'

"Genesis" He called and I ignored still walking towards the grand stairs which at this moment felt like a century away from me

"Genesis!!!" he yelled causing his voice to echo in this empty mansion of his. I froze, couldn't help it as it felt like the aurora that came with his angry voice cleared my a bit tipsy eyes. I stood backing him for a while encouraging myself to stay strong and do not dare cry, finally I turned facing him.

"…" I cut him off before he could form his words. Not today, he doesn't get to ask me that damn question, not today.

"Let me guess… you were about to ask me, where have you been?" I paused waiting for his response but I thought as much as his silence and raised brow gave me the answer I needed.

"I spent all day in the bar trying to get the life you took from me..ba..back" I stammered

"Your drunk?" he asked with clinched teeth causing me to smile,

"You guessed correctly" I said forcing a laugh

"I don't have conversation with someone who is drunk. Go to bed, tomorrow we'll talk." He said as he turned to walk back to his chair,

"No!!" I yelled causing him to stop

"Why don't we talk now, huh!!" I finished. He turned looking surprised,

"How about I do the talking while you listen, I ask the questions while you answer. How about that, huh?" I said

"I don't have to listen to anything, especially not from someone who is not in her right state of mind." He said as he ignored me and continued walking to his seat

"Don't f**king tell me that! My mind is as right as yours can ever be!!" I yelled but he didn't seem bothered as he sat on the couch with his legs crossed.

"Yeah yeah, right." He said before he sips his drink making me look like I've been blabbing all this while. I just couldn't hold the tears that have been fighting to come out all this while anymore

"Why…" I asked as I broke down and the tears began to flow endlessly, my eyes felt like it was burning as the hot tears rowed down my cheeks

"Why take my job away from me…The same job I worked for months, reading and preparing for the interview, praying I'd pass. And when I eventually did, I worked for years to get a promotion that doesn't take others that long to get. And again, of course I eventually did, for you to take them all…away from me!!" I fell to the ground, dropping my bag as I held my chest and let myself cry like a child. Let him have it, if you breaking down will make him happier than he already seem to be then let him have it cause I promise him it's going to be the last.

"The one thing that helps distract me from the feelings…Of this damaged life and this lonely soul…" I stopped couldn't say anymore the pain was way too much to express any further.

"I warned you, all you had to do was to disconnect yourself from those beings…you called your friends but you ignored me. For me, this is little but for now that is what you get for disobeying me." I couldn't believe my ears, look at me calling him arrogant when his way more than that, his a heartless bast**d. 'I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have given him what he wanted now he must see himself as a god, if doesn't already see himself as one.' I've heard enough and have said enough, I'll have to live with myself for expressing such deep part of me that I haven't even expressed to my friends, to someone who doesn't deserve to have anyone in his life. I quietly picked my bag, stood up and gradually climbed the grand stairs but he didn't stop me, that's to tell how evil he is. He just left me to go just like that so heartbroken. He is evil, who has my parents sold me to and what is to become of me now.