I had always set an alarm on my phone in case of emergencies when I wake up late and unfortunately today was the day I woke up late. I was late to go to work. My head throbbed uncontrollably as I entered the cab to drop me off at the bank.
Today I hadn’t worn any of my classy dresses to work, I was in loose jeans and a black shirt, my hair tied in a loose bun at the back of my head, not too tight to avoid pain.
After the ride I used the back entrance but not for too long till I met face to face with Nikolai who wore a smile on his face at my attempt to sneak in. He forgave me and let me in after saying that he received news from Spencer that I would be late.
Joan and her usual ways was hot on my tail asking all details about yesterday but I didn’t say anything, only that we had dinner and he took me to the park for a walk and she said how boring that was but I just shrugged since I only knew what happened.
“What’s happening?”
Joan, and her desires to know everything, ran to the small group of Josh and her colleagues looking at the staff tv. I inched closer and stood next to Joan who wore an angry frown on her face.
‘It has been confirmed that Lincoln Spencer the second, son to Alexander Fossit Spencer the business tycoon, was involved in the sexual assault case to Sadie Gross, daughter of the minister, she has spoken to prime news and confirmed this but said that she forgave him for what he did to her…’ everything drowned to the back of my mind trying to decipher what I just heard.
Somebody strangle me, Sexual assault!
That had to be a lie, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?
Spencer the man who ate me up less than sixteen hours ago had sexually assaulted a ministers daughter, Sadie Gross.
I hadn’t seen that coming at all and my headache had returned to wreck havoc in my brains.
This scared the shit out of me but my instinct or in short my heart couldn’t believe anything those damn reporters said.
A footage of Sadie getting into a vehicle as many reporters followed her was showing on the screen,
“Look at this” Joan shoved the screen of her phone to my face and I saw a video of Spencer throwing a glass across the room and walking away making some people beside him almost fall and the video has over nine hundred thousand views and it had been posted twenty minutes ago.
“All this is a lie and am sure of that” Joan said but I could see the small hint of doubt in her eyes.
Walking away I went to my stall and focused on my job trying very hard to keep my mind off Spencer but I couldn’t.
What if I was his next victim, maybe he was taking it slow yesterday and one day he would turn into the monster he was and attack me but no, the spencer I was with yesterday was sweet and nice and there was no monster making me orgasm.
I enjoyed everything and I had consented to it except the previous nights when he found me in the middle of the night and even with that I still enjoyed it even with my protests.
Walking back home I had made up my mind, I wouldn’t believe any shit any of those reporters and anchors said and even whatever that bitch, Sadie, said. Before this I had nothing against her but since she mentioned him, I despised her. That's how much he was getting up under my skin. It should be the other way round, I should hate Spencer but I couldn’t.
I would only believe what Spencer told me. Some things had also come to make sense to me about some things like when he walked out on me when I ‘indirectly’ said that he was a, you know and when Joan said that he looked better since he left Rehabilitation.
I opened my room to be met by the beautiful faces I hadn’t seen in three weeks or a month.
“Alex!” a big smile adorned her pretty face, she rarely even talked but now she was hugging me like her life depended on it.
“Nika” I responded by kissing her hair, she was even taller.
“She was even crying” my mom came and hugged me with Nika still wrapped around me.
“Mom, don’t tell her that!” she blurted out loud a sob leaving her mouth.
“I missed you too mom and Nika” my mom pulled back, her big tummy not allowing her to stand for too long or hug too tight.
“We won’t be staying for too long love, our flight is scheduled this evening at eight, your father won’t allow me and Nika out of his sight” she sat and fanned herself. He had always cared about them but not me, apparently.
She looked pretty even when pregnant it must be a boy, girls take away all the beauty but we, her daughters, looked nothing like her. That’s what everybody said as we grew up and I believed it since, her hair was ginger and mine and my sisters was black with some little dark brown.
Nika had pulled away but hid her face so that I couldn’t see her tears and I smiled as I tugged her arm and brought her to the couch to have a seat. My mom told me everything about how many times the baby kicked and at what time, baby talk is all she did and I listened since she looked happier than ever. Nika told me about her new school, she spoke now.
I was more than happy seeing them.
Before leaving my mom reminded me about my birth day next month, as if I would forget, and told me to go home on that day. On my way back home , I bought ice cream and ate right away while on the cab.
“Hi princess” I clutched my towel tighter and held my breathe, why?
