8. At His Command (BWWM) [Book Three] #wattys2016

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Hie guys so I have a new story slowly forming in my mind.
Here is what I have thus far.

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His Achilles Heel

Edward's POV

Driving to the hospital we arrived and to say I was not surprised was an understatement. The hospital stuff were least helpful as I carried the woman in.
What surprised me though was that the lady I came in with ushered me to a room as she donned a lab coat taking out a stethoscope.

"Leaving the room I stood outside looking at the pathetic state before me before heading to the reception asking for the person in charge.

Walking into the office the man shot out of his chair as I stood before him.
"Next time a patient walks through those doors, they better get some help or else I am shutting this place down faster than you can mumble sorry."
Leaving the man as he picked his phone up to find out what had happened.
Looking at my blood soaked shirt I left the hospital shrugging it off getting a clean one from my car.
"Sir!" I heard the doctor call out. "I need your details so you can be updated on how the patient is doing."
"Do I look like her relative. Get information from her," I snapped becoming irritated by this pesky woman. Did she seriously think I needed information about a total strangers recovery.
"Well she might want to thank you, so please," she pleaded making me reach inside my car to retrieve my business card.
A good thing it had stopped raining or I would have given her a mouthful.

Throwing the card in her face I slid into my car quickly leaving. I praised my bodyguards' efficiency in brining my car to the hospital making a note to give the man a raise. He was like my shadow, silent but reliable.

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Chiedza's POV

"Miss can you try sit up for me," I heard as I opened my eyes to find myself in a cool, sterile room.
Each movement was painful. Malcolm had really done a number on me as I looked down to find think bandages around my abdomen.

You are probably wondering what happened to me, and who Malcolm is.
Malcolm is my husband and he is the reason I am in hospital. After spending all of his salary on alcohol with his buddies he expected for me to provide a meal when he refused for me to work resulting in no food being present in the house. This was not the first time tasting my own blood in my mouth, but it was the first time being admitted into hospital. Now aside from worrying how I would face him again, I wondered were I would get money for the hospital bills.

"Ma'am can you hear me," Dr Alexis said with a worried look.
"Hmmm, yes, yes. I am fine thank you. I need to leave. How much is all this?"
"Don't worry the bill has already been taken care of."
Looking at her puzzled I asked who had paid as she began telling me what had happened. Handing over the card I looked at the name. Edward Balfour it read.
"Balfour, Balfour. As in Edward Balfour of  Balfour Industries. No anyone else but him," I cried. "He was Malcolm's boss and from what Malcolm had mention the man was ruthless. Never talking much but had a sharp temper.

"He helped me bring you here. Just go thank him at least," Alexis said knowing what must have been going on in my mind.

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So.............? Yey or nay?

PS: might change character names...