7 The White Mist

Emily POV

Two months after.

Living with Susan Faith has been one of the most difficult things to experience, apart from watching my parents die at a tender age.

Most nights, I sleep by two am, only when she has slept off and I must wake by five am as I need to be ready and waiting for her to wake by six.

Any miscalculated information leads to a harsh treatment from her.

I came to understand why everyone fears her and calls her the Fear Lady, replacing her name "Faith" with "fear".

I have also come to understand that she was once a street fighter, sold drugs and had started her business from the ground.

Even though she is the most hardworking lady I know.

In the conglomerate, Susan's office

Susan was on with her private investigator when I rushed in to her office.

Sorry to disturb you ma, but I just got off phone with the state auditors, and they are on their way here I said.

Susan sighed, it's okay. Call the accountants and the internal auditor, tell them to meet me in the conference room now.

I ran out of the office.

When the door closed, the P I. turned and said, I just found her. I looked at him suspiciously.

Let's meet tomorrow by 3pm. Susan said while rushing out of the office.

The office returned to it's original peace by 7pm.

Antonio POV

Greece has been a beautiful place this past two months, but I can't deny myself again.

I love that woman and I must go back to New York to win her heart. To think that I have been able to live like this all these months, is what I don't understand.

Six years ago

I met Susan and Vanessa in an underground fighting arena,  Vanessa was an instant striker, good looks, big boobs, and someone you never thought you could see there. I fell in love instantly with her.

At the arena, the shouts and noises coming from there, the testosterone was thick in the air, mixed with sweat and dirty smell, the crowd cheering at the two females fighting hard and dirty.

This was a fight between the white mist and the Darkness.

The  two women has been champions for three years straight, but this was their first fight together.

The White Mist was tall, masculine body build, strong bones and packs on her stomach.

She looked like she was born on a boxing ring, with a 5.6 height, most men could easy be intimidated by those looks, but Darkness at 5.3 did not bother.

She has taken down more people who where taller than her, that seeing someone this tall was not her problem.

The shouts and serious betting from the arena made it all fun until a punch from the white mist sent Darkness rumbling on the floor, but not for long.

She retaliated, sending Mist to the ground with all strength blow. This fight was a tough one, making Vanessa cry beside me.  It was later I knew one of the girl's fighting was her friend.

Vanessa jumping up as the shout of victory filled the air, dragging me along, we went through a dark corridor into a dark room, she moved like she had memorized that path over the years, and busted into a semi dim dressing room, the minute I set my eyes on her, my heart skipped.

The electric spark radiating from the wounded fighter was too much, I had to run out, murmuring whatever thing I was saying.

Running outside, I heard faint footsteps following me and I knew that Vanessa was right behind.

Rushing to hold my bended form, she asked: is everything alright with you?

Shrugging off, I nodded.

Just that the sight of blood on that person was just too much, I lied.

But deep within me, I knew am with the wrong girl and her friend is making me catch fire, the kind I have never felt in my life,  just by sharing the same room with her.

She started laughing at me, who would have thought that a strong and good looking god like you will run at the sight of blood?? 😂😂😂

She mocked.

I gave her a pleading look, to make her belief me even more.

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The trip to New York was one of the most boring I have made in years.

I don't really know if she will accept me, it's been six years for goodness sake, I need to move on and I can only do that with her.

Damn, am doom because, my guts just keep telling me it won't be easy.

Emily

My first paycheck, I got a new phone, applied for a college degree online. Although I have no personal time, it's better I improve on myself, so that I can get a better job, possible just keep on publishing my books.

And yeah, I spoke with Andrew this morning, he is complaining that am too busy to check on my BFF, who says that?? Am just trying to make a living boy.