🌹 SHARON’S POV🌹
I walked into Mr Donald’s house with my luggage in a travelling bag at night. I entered the living room and i saw everywhere was dark and quiet.
I had laid him in his room before going home to park my stuffs. I am really going to start living with Almighty Donald, am murder to be precise. Oh God safe me.
I dropped my luggage in the living room and walked to Mr Donald’s room to check up on him. I got to his room and opened the door but I couldn’t see him.
All the attachments I left on his body was all in the bed, including the drip attached to his hand and his hospital garment.
“Mr Donald!” I called but heard no replies. Where the hell is he? He shouldn’t be walking around now, he is still very weak.
I placed my hand on my forehead tiredly, this man shouldn’t make me lose my job with his reckless attitude.
I walked from his room back into the dark living room. I walked to where the light switch was and was about putting on the light when I noticed the reflection of light from another room which wasn’t where I laid Mr Donald.
“He may be here, I am going to so yell at him once I see him. He us risking his life and my job because of his stubbornness.” I thought walking to the room in anger.
I stopped abruptly when I started hearing voices from the room. It wasn’t just a voice, it was different kinds I was hearing.
“Who is in there with Mr Donald?” I thought tip toeing to the door. It was slightly open, so I peeped into the room closing one of my eye.
I could see Mr Donald shirtless, he had only shorts on. I must confess, he is really hot. His abs were crazily curved.
In front of him sat a guy, I couldn’t see his face but I managed to see that his hands were tied to the back of his chair. What is going on?
I saw another guy holding something like a tray forward to Mr Donald. I tried picturing what was in the tray but I couldn’t see it clearly.
“Sir please I am sorry. I was paid to do so.” The guy that sat said fearfully.
“Paid to do so?? By who?” Mr Donald asked coldly.
“Please don’t let me say it. He will Kill my family.” He said in tears.
“And who told you I can’t ruin but you and your family?” Mr Donald asked in anger picking up something from the tray.
“Ahhh a knife.” I yelled forgetting I was eavesdropping. I placed my palm on my mouth opening my eyes wide. I saw all of them look at my direction.
I was about running when I heard a very cold and wicked voice behind me. It wasn’t Mr Donald’s voice of course.
“Where do you think you are going to?” The voice asked abs I was glued to where I stood. I started shivering in fear, Oh God is this my end?
I started hearing footsteps walking towards me. I thought of running, what if he is with a gun? What if he is a good thrower of knives?
Soon I felt him grab me by the shoulders pulling to the room. “Please don’t kill me. I didn’t see anything, I am just a nurse, please let me go.” I blarbed in fears as I shut my eyes real tight.
“Here is the intruder boss.” The voice said said releasing his grip on me.
“I swear I didn’t see anything. I was just passing by.” I said with my eyes still shut tight.
“Open your eyes Sharon.” I heard Donald’s cool but cold voice. I opened one of my eyes slowly expecting to see a gun in front of my head or a knife but I only saw Mr Donald standing in front of me.
I opened my eyes fully and looked away as fast as I could, it was really scary.
“When did you come back?” He asked moving my head with his hand to meet his.
“Not quite long.” I managed to say as I felt heavy drops of sweat roll down my back and tummy.
“You are sweety.” He said mockingly.
“Me.. .me sweaty? No.” I stammered shaking my head. He laughed out loud and I must say he is so handsome when he laughs.
“Let’s finish the business here then you can treat me.” He said moving back to the man tied on a chair.
I looked behind me and I saw the man that dragged me in was the tray carrier. I looked into the tray and I saw different kind of sharp knives.
I opened my eyes wide in shock but as I saw the man’s face I cautioned myself and faced Mr Donald who was holding the man on the chair by his hand. I saw him take the knife in his hand closed to him and I felt my heart leap.
“Wait! What are you about to do?” I asked fearfully.
“Sharon shut up and let me finish my business.” He yelled making me flinch.
He moved the knife to his wrist and started slicing it. “Please don’t, I beg you in the name of God.” I said crying bitterly.
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