Family of Mrs Yanise, Cynthia, Kelsie and Mr Fred

The real Sandra drove furiously until she arrived home. Angrily, entered the living room, where her father was sitting on the expensive sofa. They were wealthy and, as expected, Sandra was one spoiled creature.

“My baby girl! How was your date?” Sandra’s father asked, putting down his newspaper, a bright smile on his lips. He had great expectations for that date, even though Harris Carter was one hell of a hard big fish to catch.

“Dad, it was so humiliating! He didn’t even give me a chance to speak. He just walked out of me as if I was one insignificant log of wood in his way!” She sat by her father’s side, arms folded in front of her chest, with a frown. “I can’t believe until this very moment he had the audacity to do that to me!”

“Hmmmm… Mr Carter told me to expect the worst from his grandson, and he was right, I guess.” Her dad said, shrugging.

“That man is a jerk! Why did he accept to go and have dinner with me if he was planning on stood me up, in the end? I just hate him now!” She yelled furiously, but soon, her expression changed and she dried her tears with a resolute smile. “You know what, dad? I won’t let that piece of… that man affect me with his negativity. I won’t!”

“Night, dad. I’m terribly exhausted.” She yawned.

“Okay princess. Sleep tight. I promise I will make it up to you.” He promised her.

She went straight to her room, locking the door behind her. She furiously sat at the edge of the bed and took out Harris’ picture from her little handbag,

“Foolish man. You’lll pay for this, dear Harris Carter, — you will pay for the humiliation. No one insults me and goes scotch free!”

She brutally tore the picture with a drop of tear escaping her red eyes but she wiped it off immediately and she continued to tear the picture into very small pieces.

………….

They all went to bed after the celebration.

Aliya took a nice shower and got ready for bed. Dave was into sleeping together, but she was still a bit mad with him because of their little fight from before.

She fell asleep but, at a certain point she was unable to breathe properly. She painfully twirled herself in bed as if something was suffocating her. She was surely having a very bad dream.

Her constant twisting in bed made her sweat. She was putting in so much effort to breathe. Suddenly, she broke into a scream and her eyes widened as she got up from her sleep. She was shivering in fear.

“There’s no way I’m letting it slide, — they will pay for what they did” she held onto her pillow, angry.

Suddenly images of the night before she was brought to the orphanage came to her mind.

“I'm so sorry, I let you down, sis.” she burst into tears as images of fire burning her parents and sister floated to her mind. “I promise you, sis, I will find all those behind that fire and I will make them pay dearly!” She furiously clenched her fists so tightly that her nails were slightly cutting into her palms.

………

As Harris thoughtfully entered his office the next day. He kept on thinking deeply and couldn’t come to the terms that he was never going to see the lady from the night before again.

“What are you thinking about, young man? And why did your date not go well?” Mr. Carter asked and Harris glared at him.

“Grandpa, don’t look at me like that. You know I’m not going to say anything.” Harris said without glancing at his grandfather, who was inside the office waiting for him.

“That’s unfair… I thought she was going to be a perfect match…”

“Grandpa, don’t even try, ok? Anyways, what are you doing here? Why not stay home and rest? I have everything under control.” Harris said.

“Ok, I won’t say anything else. And I hope you have everything under control, Harris. Just in case, I’ll be in my office.” Mr Carter nodded his head and left.

As soon as he was out, Secretary Sean hurriedly entered with some files and a laptop in his hand. He placed it on the table and called on Harris’s attention to come and look at the image. Something wasn’t right with the company’s account. There was a loophole somewhere, someone had been transferring bits of cash from the company's account to another black account that wasn’t traceable. The amounts that disappeared were minimal, so it wasn't easily noticed, and it showed it had been going on for a very long time now.

“What do we do sir?” Sean asked nervously and worried, after he explained everything to Harris.

“Find the problem. Go as deep as it is needed. I want you to open an investigation on all members of the financial team, irrespective of their hierarchy and status.” Harris ruled. When it came to business, his funny and easy demeanor had no place.

“Okay, sir!” With that said, Sean carried his things and left for his own office.

Harris had a dark look in his eyes while he sat on his chair and held his pen. Nobody stole from him and just lived in peace after that. The company meant the world to him and nobody was going to jeopardize all his hard work!

Sammy went back home.

“Hello, I’m back, Aliya. Is anyone home?” He asked as he walked in.

“Surprise…se!” Nate and Aliya came from their hiding spot singing a sweet happy birthday song to Sam as they were holding a massive cake.

Sammy was 10 years old when Aliya took him in. They were sort of neighbors when his parents suddenly disappeared on a business trip and never came back. Aliya just took him in as her own and since then they have developed a strong bond together.

“Happy birthday Sammy, I wish you the best things in life and I love you!” She kissed him on the forehead and asked him to make a wish before cutting his cake.

He made his wish, blew the candle and cut his cake. Then Nate popped the champagne. Aliya declared.

“We will let you taste alcohol only for today.” And they all laughed and moved to the movie room. It was all set for a movie night: popcorn, fries, burgers, pizza… everything for a simple and perfect birthday. Just like Sammey loved.

Sammy was so emotional that he turned towards Aliya and gave her a huge hug.

“Thank you so much for everything, Liya.”

“Omg! Sam, you are going to suffocate her!” Nate said laughingly.

“I agree with Nate on this one. Young man, I’m out of the air, — and you are welcome darling.” she said with difficulty breathing.

After that, they all sat and started storytelling…

The other day, Aliya was all dressed in her revealing sports attire: slim black sporty leggings that carved her hips and well-rounded buttocks perfectly, showing her hourglass figure. She had a half-verse that printed her pointed nipples valorising her full chest but exposing her flat tummy.

She had wireless earphones on as she jogged, on the road. At every footstep, her ponytail was hopping from one side to the other, like a horsetail. Just then, there was a gentle tap on her shoulders.