Unknown POV
'You are mine and will always be mine, no matter how far you run from me.' A mysterious man says in Susan's dream.
These dreams of hers are like a different world, created intentionally by some force.
'No! No! I am not yours! I am for no one and I will never be yours or anyone's property!' Susan screams the words at the unknown man.
Susan has been having these mysterious dreams since she turned twenty and she is now twenty-two years.
Literally, she has been enduring these absurd dreams and its associated sleepless nights for two tormenting years.
In her dreams, she always encounters a strange man who's face is all the time blurry.
She had been normal all through her adolescent years but it is like immediately she stepped into her twenties, the spirit of happiness decided to forbid her.
Now, she would pay any price to transport back into her childhood days.
To her, adulthood is a curse.
'You are mine and will always be mine, no matter how far you run from me!' Is the only words the man continuously says anytime he visits her in the dreams.
Susan continues to run faster as the man continues to say the words she has grown so familiar, but this time, with a dominating and bone chilling laughter.
The dark endless hallway she has been running through suddenly turns into a hall of fire as she continues to run with even more force.
The fires try to reach out to her as she moves past them. She also feels a very strange urge to reach out to them too.
'wow' She utters to herself as she finally responds to the calling of the fires. Susan is amazed at herself as she plays with a fire in her hands.
For some reason, she is able to take the fire in her bare palms without been hurt.
For a moment, she seems to forget the man, too mesmerized by the fires to even care.
Fires are supposed to burn our skins when we touch them right?
But for Susan, she feels a great sense of relief, fulfillment and security as she touches and play with this dangerous element.
'Hey sweetie, you are alright. It is just a dream.' She hears a faint voice say from a distance.
Susan should be delighted to hear the sweet voice calling to her, promising to pull her out of the torturous dream but this time, things are different. She has found something that intrigues her.
Wanting to spend more time with her new found friends, Susan ignores the voice of redemption.
'Come on darling, open your eyes.' The voice reaches her again but this time around, more closer and vivid.
Even though she is reluctant to to open her eyes, her eyes seems to have a mind of their own as they flutter open.
'Mum?' Susan says as she slowly sits on her bed.
'yes dear, you got me so scared with your screams of cries.' Susan's mother says worriedly.
'It is nothing mum, I think I ate too much and that is why I had this nightmare.' Susan gives her mum her usual excuse which she is quite sure her mum's not going to buy this around.
'That is what you always say honey. I am so worried about how bad these dreams get each and every day.
I know something is bothering you and as I always say, take me as your best friend and feel to tell me anything and everything.' Mariam, Susan's mother says sweetly to her, to which she nods her head positively.
After a little more conversation with her daughter, Mariam retires to her room to continue her sleep.
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Introduction to characters.
Susan Parrish, female protagonists/ Black's mate. There's going to be a lot of her POV's.
Jones Black, male protagonist. There maybe a considerable amount of POV's in his name.
James Bills, Black's right hand man. There may be little or no POV's in his name.
Marigold Mills, Susan's best friend/ James' mate. There will be little or no POV's in her name.
Mariam Parrish, Susan's mum. There may be little or no POV's in her name.
Jack Moore, villain. Little or no POV's in his name.
Solomon Parrish, Susan's senior brother. No POV's in his name.
Note; There maybe other characters too but these are my major characters whom I want to introduce for now.
Author's note;
thank you for reading, thanks.
Susan's POV
'ugh!' I groan loudly as the most annoying sound on earth hit my ears.
I furiously smack down the devilish object sitting comfortably at my bedside.
And I very well know that I will have to get another alarm clock very soon.
'so, super Susan has once again destroyed another brand new clock. Eh?' I say to myself, chuckling at my own actions.
Not only have I been having strange dreams since I am entered my twenties . I have acquired some sort of supernatural strength I never had.
For example, I have been changing alarm clocks each and every day and not to talk of the dozen door handles I have managed to spoil.
'I think I definitely need an award for the most strongest woman alive.' I say to myself as I share another quite laugh at my own joke.
My mum has been constantly asking me about the handles but hey, I always give her one of my hard to hard-to-believe excuses, which sound even dumb to my own ears.
I know she does not believe them when I tell her but at least, I get to be spared of her endless rants.
'OMG!' The boss will be visiting today' my boss will be visiting to day and here I am, still on my bed in my pajama, reminiscing on unnecessary things.
I check the massive clock in my room to see it is already thirty minutes passed seven.
So literally, I have only an hour and a thirty minutes to get ready.
My family owns a very successful business that deals in all kinds of products, fashion, transport and a whole lot you can think of.
My brother, Solomon has been the C.E.O of the companies ever since over dad died of brain tumor.
When I graduated from college, my mum and my brother suggested I work in the company.
They offered the position of deputy C.E.O but I turned it down.
I have always wanted to be a nurse all my life, since I was a child to when I became an adult, the only thing I have ever had a passion for is nursing.
My mother and brother been the best people in the world understood my vision and gave me a chance to do what I really enjoy doing and I appreciate their level of understanding and support.
The ringing of my phone snaps me out of my train of thoughts.
Without checking the caller ID, I already knew it is no other than my best friend, Marigold.
I know better than to pick up her call so I immediately rush to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
I know she will be totally mad at me for not picking her calls since yesterday night but right now, all I want is to get to work before the arrival of the boss.
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'ugh! Mum, are you sure you still remember my date of birth?' I ask as she stares at me with a confused expression.
'Of course! How can I ever forget my princess ' birthday?'
'If you actually know my birth date, then by now you should know that I am no more a little girl, so I expect you to stop treating me like one.'
'You May think you are all grown up now but to me, you are still my little pumpkin.' She says as she smirks. Ugh! This woman!
'Whatever mummy' I say as I drink the last of my orange juice.
i decided to go skip breakfast today but my mum being her usual self forced me to eat my breakfast.
My mum is in her late sixties but she looks like a forty year old, thanks to the quality skincare products she uses and the healthy lifestyle she has willed herself to adopt.
She is always treating me like a baby, I hate but hey, apart from that, I really love my mum and my small family.
I go to put my plate in the sink. I do not bother to wash the them since mrs. Robinson offers to do it.
I do not have time to argue with her since I am already late, Thanks to my mum!
Mrs. Robinson is the head of the maids in the house.
Her job is to just supervise the others as they perform their duties.
She is a beautiful woman in her early fifties and she is just like a second mother to me.
I say my goodbyes to the women and leave the house.
'Do not forget to eat lunch sweetie'. Mrs. Robinson shouts, just before I exit the main door.
'These women are seriously getting on my nerves with how they always treat me like a baby.' I mumble to myself as I enter my back Range Rover, my baby.
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'Why have you not been picking my calls?' Marigold ask as we both change from our clothes into our work uniforms.
'I went on a date with Jack.' I say with a really tired sigh.
Jack is a co-worker who has been trying to win my affection unsuccessfully for the past months.
'mmm, so our little virgin here is now ready to to..' She says, drawing the last part.
'No! You know he has been pestering me for these past months so I decided to go on at least a date with him.'
'okay, if you say so. Come on let's go, I hear the hottie will be here in no time'. Marigold says.
'Hottie?' I ask, confusion lacing my features.
'Yeah, I heard some of the staffs who have seen him before say he is one handsome, sexy, fine ass and good looking man.'
'bad girl' I say, laughing at her dazed expression. almost instantly, we hear an announcement on the arrival of the boss.
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we are all gathered in the grand hall of the hospital to welcome the boss.
After almost five minutes of waiting, a handsome , sexy, fine ass man with features of a Greek god enters.
For once, I will agree with Goldie. Yeah Goldie is a nickname I exclusively use to call Marigold.
looking at his drool worthy face and body, I am more than ready to give up my virginity.
His brown eyes though, are very cold, too cold that when he passed where I am standing and stared at me sharply, a shiver run down my spine.
'Good morning staffs, I would very much like to make this meeting a very short one' The manager tells us.
'For the new staffs who do not know the boss, this is mr. Jones Black, C.E.O of Mars private hospital, which you all know has branches all over the continent'. The manager says, addressing the fine piece of art beside him.
Mr. Black just wave at us , a light smile on his lips which makes my breath hitch.
I know I am sounding like a hopeless romantic right now but I can't deny the attraction I feel towards this man.
'Oh. My. God! He looks even more stunning with that smile'. Goldie says, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she stares dreamingly at Mr. Black.
Mr. Black gives a brief speech after the manager's.
'He has a look that can seduce any woman to his bed and I will not deny how gladly I would open my legs for him, if he should ask right now.' Goldie says and for once, I can't deny we both share the same thoughts.
After some more words, the manager dismisses us but just as I am about to move out the hall, the unexpected happens.
'Miss Parrish! In my office.' A commanding cold masculine voice says and it echoes all through out the grand hall.
Author's note;
Thank you for reading, stay safe.
Jones' POV
'Come in' I say just as I her a knock on my office door of my office.
There is no need to ask whom it is since I already know the one behind the door.
'sir..' She says awkwardly as she steps inside the office, keeping as much space as she can possibly keep between us.
And I am really happy she has done that because the fucking mate bond is now even stronger.
Now that she is close to me, I can't seem to have keen focus on anything except her intoxicating scent and the up and down of her chest area.
Even though I hate her and wish she was never even born, the bond which has gained so much strength now is making me feel so attracted to her.
It is making me so unfocused and restless at the moment.
The damn mate bond is making things more difficult for me.
It wants us to be together real quick, quicker than I want.
I know I have to find a way as soon as I can to make her get attached to me in every way possible.
If I do not do it as quick as possible, the damn mate bond will do it in its own way, which I know will be anything but pleasant.
In as much as I hate to admit it, I live everyday for her and if I do not get her to be with me in the shortest possible time, I will be the one to suffer more.
Even though I hate her with passion for her being my mate, I have to agree she is really beautiful in any way a woman woman will be described as pretty.
She is not bad at all. She has in fact far exceeded my expectations.
She has soft blond locks which I find myself adoring, a pale flawless skin, cute luscious heart shaped lips painted in red hot lipstick and a very beautiful and perfect cute nose that fits her round face so well.
Her body too is just perfect, just like what I am attracted to.
She has not so big boobs, a flat belly, rounded hips in the right places, beautiful legs and nice tiny waist.
She is about a height of 5'3, which suits her very well.
She is wearing a pair of female sandals which makes it easy for me to know her height with ease.
Just thinking about been nice to nice to her already makes my blood boil with rage but I have to do it.
Not for myself, for my own interest.
I know she has been worrying about the incredulous strength she has acquired and how I hunt her in her dreams.
All these problems she is facing, I am the only one who can relieve her so literally, she will also enjoy some merits. It is like a two way thing but one thing I know for sure is that I am definitely not doing this for myself but not for some weak girl.
'Miss Parrish, please have a seat.' I tell her, flashing her one of my well practiced fake smiles, trying so hard to look as polite as possible.
I hear her heartbeat pickup its pace, thanks to my demon abilities.
A light smirk form on my lips when I read her mind and see she is already fantasizing about being my lover.
'I have read through your files and I have seen that you are very hardworking and good with what you do even though you joined the team recently.
Due to that, I have decided to give you a promotion from a regular working nurse to my personal assistant.' I know my excuse is pretty lame but is the only idea I can think of at the very moment, that is going to help me keep her closer to me.
I can sense her confusion so I decide to repeat my earlier words again.
'I mean, I want to give you a promotion to be my personal assistant. Do you accept it?' I ask her, staring at her face intently.
'It sounds a bit confusing that you would want to give such a promotion to a newcomer. Nonetheless, I am very grateful for it and I wholeheartedly accept it. Thank you sir!' She says, her earlier state of confusion gone with the air.
'You are welcome. You may now go and do whatever it is that you need to do today. Your office will be ready earliest tomorrow morning.' I tell her and without waiting for her to even give me a response on my previous words, I throw another question at her.
'Wait.. if you do not mind me asking, are you by chance the only daughter of the famous Parrish family?' I know the answer to this question but I decide to act oblivious.
'Yes sir, why? If I may ask.' She says back.
'Nothing. I am just wondering why you choose to work here whiles your family owns a bunch of companies around the continent.' I tell her, looking at her face seriously.
'I choose to work in this place because of my deep passion for nursing.' She says with furrowed brows, already getting pissed.
I guess the accusatory look on my face while I was asking her the question has got her over the edge plus I also think she is not used to people questioning her choices.
But to hell with her and what she wants. She is mine and I can ask and do whatever I want to do with her.
She exits the office, closing the door with a loud bang and I swear it could collapse the building if not for its firm standing.
It is a big disrespect to me but I decide to let her awful manners slip this time around.
She did not turn down my earlier suggestion and that is what is important now. She will certainly come back tomorrow so I decide there is no need for me to go after her, bring her back to my office and teach her some manners.
Then again, I will let her know who the real boss is, the one who has the final say, once I take her to my world.
She will learn to respect me in the right ways.
I do not give a damn if she is a princess here on earth. Once we go to my realm, she is going to have to learn the ways of a mistress the hard way!
Author's note;
Thank you for reading, stay safe.