Winnie

The moon was still bright up the sky, it shone so bright telling the sun that it had come to stay. But it couldn't stay along though, so I took the opportunity of the night and gave its brightest light.

I stood at the balcony of my room and admired its glory. I wasn't a one of sights but somehow this heavenly body had found its place in my heart. I sipped on my lemon tea at 5 in the morning and planned out my day.

There is no moment of rest for the heiress of Unseen treasures. When am awake am working, working with my mind and also with my hands, while am asleep, my dreams are filled with files and meetings and soured faces waiting for me to make a decision.

But today am awake a little minutes before my usual time cause my night was disturbed by a rather strange dream.

It wasn't about files or meetings anymore. It was a first of its kind. It was a stress-free dream and I haven't had that since I turned 13. Since I lost my mum.

Anyway back to the dream, I wonder why I am giving it more thought than required. I took another sip as the scene replayed in my head.

I was playing, I was 13 again in that dream. It was in a pack, with grown up kids like myself. I think I was the only stranger there cause everyone were paired, with family, with spouses. But for some reason I didn't care. I played in the sand soil, I built a castle out of it. It wasn't as perfect as everything I have done in my life, and I wasn't even bothered.

I closed my eyes again as a gentle wind caressed my skin, giving me goose pimples which I loved.

Then as I was playing, someone came, I couldn't see the face though. Maybe it was my father.

I looked ridiculous trying to solve and decipher my weird dream. Normal people won't read meaning into this kind of dream, but for someone like me, it meant something. I hope no one was in my room listening to my pitiful detective work. Well if someone was, they wouldn't hear me. And how dares enter my room without knocking.

It wasn't my father, I knew I would look scared just by sighting him. I have always been scared of him. He doesn't know either, that smile of his can fool everyone but I never fell for it. Behind it I only saw a sinister man.

So who was it? Cause I saw my self smile. I haven't done that in ages. I looked beautiful.

Knock! knock!

My detective episode came to a quick end, the knocking drawing me back to my reality. My dull, dark reality. I stepped into my room and sat on my bed, sinking into it.

"Come in" I said. I always tried to sound calm but most times my voice came out as cold as my heart. I don't intentionally do it though, it just happens. They say you can't give what you don't have, so I can't give warmth when am empty and cold within.

Tiny
footsteps entered my room, I couldn't see the person's face cause I was facing my window. I hated people seeing me, seeing my countenance. I just felt that my soul could be read just by looking at me. That was I risk I couldn't take, no one was allowed to see, no one was allowed to understand me.

"Good morning, Ma'am" my personal maid said, I knew her head was bowed, I ordered them to that.

"Get my bath ready" I said in one breadth and sipped on my tea. It was dead cold already so I threw the cup at my maid's direction. Careful not to hit it on her head.

I am impulsive.

The girl jerked, I could feel her fear. I enjoyed it. It made me feel powerful. She rushed and picked up the cup, cleaning the titles with the rag in her hand.

"Get out" I yelled. I don't know why I was angry with her. No, I want angry. This was me, this was normal me very morning before I took my bath and calmed down. I thought having a sweet dream would at least make me start the day on a brighter note, but no. The darkness was too much for a mare dream to conquer.

I could hear the maid running out of my room and down the stairs. I laughed at this. Taking off my robe, I walked into my bathroom for a cold bath, since I had chanced the maid away.

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I walked into my father's company, with my head held up high and my ego topping the stars, my stern look in order and my heart ready to dish out my darkness.

I walked straight to the elevator ignoring the greeting from my early staff. I came across one. She didn't greet. She just stood absent minded as I walked pass her. I felt a sting in my heart. Disrespect was not accepted around me, more or least from my employee.

I halted in my track and retraced my steps, she was still oblivious of my presence.

"You don't greet?" I glared at her. She realizing that I existed started to panic, falling on her knees.

"Am sorry ma'am, I didn't see you" she said with her hands closed together like she was praying to me. She knew better, cause she knows what's coming to her. No one dares disrespect me, especially not in my company.

"So am now so small to you" I looked at her name tag and hissed at it. I had over a thousand employee in this company but a only a few in this building, the remaining workers were meant to be in the production center which was the building next to this.

"No, no. Oh please forgive me" she pleaded the more.

"Get the hell out of my company" I yelled at her, her pleas starring up anger from deep within. I was already having a bad morning, just like always but this turn of events was making it worse.

"Get her out of here" I yelled at the security man and continued my work. I didn't have to bother, I could have anyone replaced at any time. People would kill to be in that position.

Glad that, that was over, I took the elevator and soon I was in front of my office. My heart fuming with rage. I opened the door with force and shutting it behind me. Then I saw him, standing.

My legs stopped moving, my eyes neglected my brain and started taking in details of him. He was looking a little bit better than he did the previous week. His shoulders were boarded, and his brown eyes preyed into mine.

A few moments I stood there, my hands feeling numb from carrying my hand bag, I felt like dropping it but I couldn't. I kept looking. He was in a white shirt, designed with a black, just like what he wore yesterday but different. White brought out the colour of his eyes.

Why am I doing this?

"No eye contact, it's in the rules" I said. My voice comes more calmly than I had imagined.

"I didn't get to that part, Ma'am" I saw him smile sheepishly but refusing to break the eye contact. He was reading me. I took my eyes off him as fast as flash and looked at his table. It was clean, nothing to distract my independent eyes.

"Well you should, you should read it all, cause you keep breaking them" I was sounding, normal. Like was this how it felt to sound normal. I wasn't shouting or being sarcastically cold, or was I?

"I will make sure to read, all of the them." I felt his smile, it was getting to me. I should shut me up right now. Or maybe I should get the hell out of his sight. But this is my office, he should be getting out.

"Get me my coffee" I said and walked towards my door, he voice stopping my steps.

"it's already Served, ma'am." I walked into my office and shut the door loudly. I rested behind it and tried reminding myself that I was having a bad morning, that I should be angry and not talking calmly to this stupid stranger.

I settled down in my seat and put down my normally weighed hand bag, that felt like a bag of cement just a minute ago. I took deep breadths and counted till five before starting my day. I took a sip of my coffee and swallowed hard. It was too bitter.

"Jack!!!" I yelled out his name. He hurriedly entered the room with a puzzled face, as if he didn't know what he did.

"Is every thing alright" he looked very worried, but I was not going to fall for that. I was a big fan of hidden intention behind beautiful and handsome faces. My words delayed as I watched his face fading from worried to amusing. I wonder what was funny.

"So you know my name" he laughed and closed the door behind him. Now am going to kill him.

"What is this?" I found myself throwing the cup of coffee on the shirt I just admired a minute ago. It wasn't perfect anymore.

"It's coffee, and now it's on me" his face was almost bright red, was he angry or did the hot coffee touch his nose. I hope it wasn't the former, cause he had no right to be. He was the one making my morning horrible. One minute he's undressing me with his eyes, the other he is torturing my taste buds with this coffee.

"Taste it and see if it is what you would like to taste early in the morning" I yelled the more. I was looking for more words to yell but his sudden smile turn me off big time.

"I taste good either way, coffee or no coffee." he chuckled, and I could feel my eyes popping out of its sockets. Is this guy crazy or what!

I was dumbfounded immediately I just kept looking from his stupid smile, to his coffee stained shirt, his words ringing in my ears. Oh God! Why was I feeling something drenching me?

The memories of that started to blur my vision, a day I wished I could erase from my memories. He tasted even better without the coffee.

"Get out, get out, get out!" I found my self shouting, I wish i was close enough so I could slap that stupid smile off his face and make him pay for making me remember my greatest mistake.

"Calm down, Winnie" he stressed the last word putting a smooth feel to it. No one has called my name like that. He winked at me and make a turn and headed for the door. My eyes followed him out, planting daggers into his skull. I wish I could.

"My dad is coming" I finally said and he shut the door at my words. Such insolence!.

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It was almost closing hours and my dad hasn't arrived yet. I was locked in, in my house refusing to see anyone. I had to be the right state of mind cause he was coming. He was coming to his company, I had to ready to withstand his smiles and his annoyingly cute dimple and sharp laughter. He's too happy.

Jack knocked on my door and ushered himself in without waiting for my approval. Where he got his guts from, I didn't know. But I know I have to find that source and put an end to it.

Just fire him.

My inner voice tormented me more than stupid and witty employees.

"I see you changed" I took notice of his changed shirt but he refused to change the smirk on his face. I was taking too much mental notes of this guy, and I was not trying to hid it, that was bad. I corrected my self immediately.

"Am ready for anything ma'am. Your father is here" he announce, ushering my father into my office.

His tall self stood in front of me, he forgot to wipe that smile that I hated so much. Well I know I see him everyday, cause we live in the same house and all that, but I still hated how happy he made people believe he was. He even tired to turn me to that but he turned me to something quite different.

"you are late dad" I said, still seated.

"Can't I come when ever I want? It's still my company" he let out his usual laugh and sat down. Putting his hands together, taking his signature posture.

"Yea it's still your company. You remind me of that everyday" I rolled my eyes at him, packing up.

"Well, I should. So the power won't get into your head." he smiled again and looked over at Jack, I think I saw him wink at Jack. Like he has just been here a few minutes and he has turned my personal assistant to his side!.

"Well seemed you failed at that" I replied coldly. I heard a laugh escaped Jack's mouth. He covered his mouth with his mouth. Well nice try, I heard it already.

"And what are you still doing there?" I barked at jack and he left my office. My dad, Donald, waved his head and looked round my office. Way to get into my personal space.

"He's quite a charming young man" I almost puked at those words. Jack, a charming young man?. You have to be kidding me. The dude have me poison early in the morning. But I couldn't tell my father that.

"My P. A, I beg to differ dad" I simply said. If only you spend am extra time with people, you would know more than how charming people could be. I suppressed the hiss that wanted to leave my mouth.

"Well you never approve of anyone, Winner. So I wouldn't trust your judgment. I had you fired an employee today though" he smiled disappeared but his dimple was still visible, I wonder where mine went.

"Yes, I did" I said, bored of where the conversation was heading already.

"oh Winner" he called my name.

"Why did you come?" I just had to ask. If it was business related he would have came a little earlier.

"Let's have dinner" he said with his smile. I wasn't fooled by that really, there must have something behind such pitiful offer. Work was behind it. I rolled my eyes and he got my point and tried explaining.

"I just want to talk. Top investors are coming, Winner. We need a plan, if we must remain at the top" he was dead serious now. I knew quite well that it was a stuff case when ever our investor came. I already had everything planned out, like I always do. I just haven't filled him in on it yet.

"I have got the perfect plan."

"so it's a date then" he laughed and I heard movement behind my door.

Hi, meet Donald, Winnie's dad. I know his old ad stuff but I love him 😘😘😘
A/N: Wow, I think this is the longest chapter I have ever written on wattpad, am getting there 😂😂😂😂

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