Path Of Love

Chapter One

If you are reading this that means you are witnessing some major things here. Jk, but yeah all Im saying is that I hope you enjoy this book. Took me forever just to come up with character names and the book name itself.

Just a reminder; Ms. Winslow's name isn't mentioned until ahead chapter but it will be mentioned soon. I guess you can say it supports the plot that way🤷🏼‍♀️

Also, this is the only chapter where there is going to be a third POV. I'm not really good at them, as displayed, but one can only try.

*This chapter is currently un-edited. Point out any mistakes nicely and I will be sure to fix them later*

Suit?

Check.

Hair?

Check.

Shoes?

Not check...

"Martha! Where are my shoes?" Ms. Winslow asked not too nicely.

"She has been slacking a lot lately. I knew I couldn't trust her work ways. But no, mother wanted her," she muttered gritting her teeth.

"Just give me a second, Ms. Winslow! I was just polishing them for you!" Martha yelled from where she was.

She was secretly talking to her boyfriend. The one she has her on and off nights with.

Ms. Winslow just waited patiently. She didn't want to ruin her mood before her busy day even started. For the past week this is the same excuse She has been hearing. Martha keeps forgetting to bring one of her important things before she goes to work. This is completely unacceptable. Half of the salary She gets payed is because of the work she has successfully completed. The other half is for nothing. The money Ms. Winslow gives her as salary is worth a million, if not more in just six months.

She wouldn't even be around if it wasn't for Ms. Winslow's bitch of a mother.  It was either Martha or having her mother interfering in her personal matters. Which she, for one, did not want.

Having her in her life is enough as it is.

"Does it take you an eternity to polish a fucking shoe? Hurry up. I'm already late because of your shenanigans," Ms. Winslow snap.

It's not that Ms. Winslow didn't pity her at times. Just like the rest of her servants, She did.

She just didn't have time to care. She could barely care for herself.

Putting her watch on, She brushed her collar.

A throat was cleared behind me. "Here are your shoes, Ms. Winslow," Martha peaks her head through Ms. Winslow's bedroom door and mutters.

She simply nod at the floor from her chin as a way of saying 'put it down'.

Martha nods anxiously and puts it on the floor before leaving.

Winslow smirked internally knowing she have it.

She have the scare,

The ruthlessness,

And finally, heartless.

She was waiting for this time since the very beginning.

She finally got it.

***

As soon as she entered her office, she was immediately greeted with a bunch of "good mornings". They say that as soon as Ms. Winslow joined this office it has been a journey of luck. The one that has been on the number one for years now. You can say that this company is like Ms. Winslow's newborn baby. She will do anything for it. Even if it means forgetting about her loved ones.