The CEO's Little Stripteuse

ad she wont be able to see them this time. She'd smile at them an

thing but fervent mockery of the whole situation. She eyed the closed box with

one to see, so that she could have a reason to love him." She said 'him' with so much venom, but th

in the walls off the Jenison's house. To the outside world, Mark was the perfect husband, and her mot

Mark first laid his hands on her, and Abigail had ca

accusations to the police, and scolded her ab

hoped for her mother after her father passed. Her loving dad would

was, that wasn'

ck on her mother's good side. When it became too much, he started bringing her flowers, jewels and diamonds ev

for whatever crime he had done to her the night before. They were all forgiven, in her mother's eyes at least, and after fo

ore the funeral, at the house now void of all screams,

r mother Abigail. I wi

after them too. But then, she knew her mother would've kept them, until they

d've loved them indeed. They were her hope after all, for a happy life one day." Expect, that day never came, she want

There was nothing she co

she had reported the homely affair to the poli

t one last time to the police, telling them that Mark had killed her mother. But Mark's l

t was, she wasn

f they were her redemption. Surely, there isn't any force in this world grea

t who had asked her to share a few words of her 'mother's life'. Or lack of rather. S

e perfect world, people are actually out there who knew about it, or better yet, felt it. B

s sure

idn't give the casket that much of a glance as she walked passed it, her heels cli

y her past. Eyes lingered on her as she stepped passed each row, maybe in a scrutinizing, sympathetic or confused way. She woul

g about what an 'open minded', and 'loving' person her mother used to be. Yet,

nces, smiled where she was required, bid farewells an

behind her, and an image of a new life far away from where h

an's house again, and she burnt the money

his belongings, and she especially didn't want anything of

long with her few belongings and her recently achieved degree in Marketing, she flagged

she'd become, but she knew for certain th

n being, but her mother was and always will be a coward wh

e in a box condemned to the earth for

urely leave with