Tempting The Devil episode 4 – 5

🩸TEMPTING
THE DEVIL🩸
( Bounded With You )

By, Cisca. H.

Chapter 4&5:

(6:00am)

Brrrriiinnnnngggg!!!

The sound of my alarm was so loud that I couldn’t escape from it’s sound.

Honestly, I hated the sound of the alarm but today, I seem to love it.

I was fully ready for today as it was gonna be my first day at the Mass station. I’ve got to be there before the sun.

I was the type who spent hours of her time in the bathroom, but today I had to spend five minutes in there.

I applied my avacado cream on my skin, then pulled myself into my new suit.

I applied a simple makeup, then a neat hairstyle for the day. I gave myself a last check up at the mirror before heading downstairs for breakfast.

I left the house at 6:49. Being a news broadcaster has always been my dream and I can’t wait to inform dad for my first video.

I got to the station at 7:15, I didn’t know where to stay, so I waited at the waiting room.

“ Miss Bradeson,” Mr Thompson, the manager of the Mass station called me, standing at the door of the waiting room. “ I never expected you to be this early.” He complimented.

“ I just love keeping to the time, sir.”

He smiled. “ I’m impressed.” He checked on his wrist watch, “ Follow me.” He said and I followed him to his office.

“ I’ll give you a sample write up to go through while we wait for other workers to arrive. It will help you know how to structure your article. Here…” he said, stretching a long book to me. “ It’s not necessary reading everything, you can just pick the important points.”

“ I’ll do as you’ve said.” I said, taking the book from his hand.

I retreated out of the room, pulling the door knob down when he said to me, “ Welcome to the house.”

I waved a smile at him, before leaving his office.

I went to the secretary who just arrived to her office few minutes ago. I asked her for my desk and she gave me a card with my photo and Reg number.

“ That’s your desk.” She said, “ Desk 222.’

“ Where can I find it?” I asked.

“ At the other room, you can search for your number on each desk, you’ll find it.”

“ Okay. Thank you.”

“ Your’e welcome.” She replied with a smile.

First day in the station wasn’t that easy, but I’ll admit, I really enjoyed the training.

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Writer ✓

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Natalie sat on one of the dinning seat, pressing on her laptop with a cold glass of orange juice beside her.

She’d type for a while then sip on her juice, when it finishes, she’d go to the fridge to pour herself another glass of her orange juice.

She had poured another glass for the third time, this time she had a potato cheese in her hand.

She was busy in the internet over the case of the deceased who was shot at the five-star resturant the previous night.

Mr Benjamin Mark.

Mr Luciano walked out of his room after a long conversation with his work patner.

He poured himself a full glass of water, heading back to his room when he glanced at what Natalie was doing.

“ Working on your new article?” he asked.

“ Yeah.”

“ Assignment?”

“ Kinda.”

“ What is it about?” he asked again.

“ I’m working on an article on the incident that happened at five-star resturant last night.” She answered.

“ What happened?”

“ A man known as Benjamin Mark was said to have died by a gun shot.” She explained.

“ Did they say who the murderer is?”

“ Nope. No names mentioned. But they think the one who had killed him is a skilled sniper.” She told him. “ Do you think someone is spying on him?”

“ I think someone has been spying on him.” Mr Luciano said certainly.

“ Seems like you know this Mr Mark of a guy.”

“ Yes. He once worked for me before he joined the drug gangs.”

“ The drug gangs?” she asked, surprised. “ Who are they?”

“ They are group of peeople known as the Mafian’s. Most people refer them as the Drug Lords.”

“ You think someone from the drug gang must have done this?” she suggested.

“ Its obvious that nowadays Drug Lords do fight among themselves.”

“ Why?” she asked, inquisitively.

“ Everyone seeks for power. Every Drug Lord wants to become the highest of all.”

“ Well, thankfully the innocent doesn’t get hurt. It’s something that has to do within them.”

“ Most times, the innocent gets hurt too.”

“ Hmm.” She hummed.

“ You know, working on this for an article is really gonna make a lot sense.” He said, changing the topic.

“ Really?”

“ Have you come up with a title?”

“ No, not yet. Have any?”

“ Why don’t we say… War Against The Drug Lords. What do you think?”

Natalie nodded at the awesome title Mr Luciano had suggested for the article. “ I think I’ll go for it.”

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“ What now, Boss?” Charles asked as he puffed on his cigarette.

“ I’ll be off to meet Jackson by 1pm. I was thinking of sparing his life but… I changed my mind.”

“ Why?’ Charles asked. “ Did some thing happen?”

“ Yes.” He frankly said. “ I just discovered he had the weed I ordered from the United State.”

“ Hmm. No wonder why it hasn’t arrived for a long time now. So, what do you want us to do?” He asked.

“ I’ll need you up at the roof and five other men to spy on his warehouse. Wait for my order, I’ll tell you what to do before then.”

“ Rodger that.”

“ Page me when you get there.”

“ I will.” He hung the call, puffing on his cigar for the last time before smashing it with his foot.

“ We’ve got this, Boss. Phew!” he sighed. “ Come on, guys, we’ve got an assignment to do.” He yelled from where he stood and everyone stopped what they were doing.

That’s how it works here, everyone has to quit whatever they are doing when it has to do with the boss.

“ I need five men at Jackson’s warehouse. Who will volunteer?”

Five men came out and they all got their weapons ready as they zoomed out of the warehouse to Jackson’s. “ Let’s get going, assh-les.”

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~ AT THE MASS STATION ~

“ I need someone with a different article!” Mr Thompson yelled as he walked out of his office angrily after he had gone through one of his writer’s article which wasn’t appealing to him.

Natalie would stare at her article then at Mr Thompson’s face, which only made her scared the more.

She took a deep breath, sighing heavily.

She hesitated to submit her’s since she learnt Mr Thompson doesn’t tolerate anyhow write ups especially from his workers.

He condems articles, not because he felt like doing so, but he was only doing that to bring out the best for his workers.

And they all know that too.

“ Sir.” She stretched her article to him.

He stared at her for a second, then he focused his gaze at the article in his hand. “ I’ll go through it.” He said.

Natalie’s heart had started to beat as if she was caught committing a huge crime. She silently prayed that he won’t have to condemn hers.

No… not after her efforts with Mr Luciano in order to make it look concreted.

Being a new staff in the house, everyone had their eyes on her. Natalie has been standing on the same s₱0t since Mr Thompson left to his office.

After what took like fifteen minutes, he walked out of his office with Nat’s article in his hand. His expression had an unspeakable emotion not even his workers could explain.

For a while, he stared at his staffs, then at her. she was beginning to regret why she had given it to him at the first place.

But to her greatest surprise, and likewise to everyone’s, he didn’t condemn it, rather… “ This is the best article I have read so far this year.” he complimented it.

Though he had said that in a cold voice, yet it held a hint of anger in it. He was so disappointed that he was having the best write up from one of his newest staff.

“ We’ll be launching this for our next newspaper. Sarah?”

“ Yes, boss.” Replied the secretary.

“ Have this as our newspaper headline for tomorrow.”

“ Okay, boss.”

“ And Peter, get the cameras ready, we’ll be shooting our next conversation video on this tonight at 8 o’clock. Got it?”

“ Yes, boss.”

He looks at Natalie who stood rather speechless. “ Congratulations, Miss Bradeson. You’ve done a great job.”

“ Thank you, sir.”

And so, the rest of the workers clapped for her. Natalie’s beating heart had calmed down, now she can feel herself breathing once again.

“ Congratulation, Nat.” they all congratulated her one by one.

She sat on her desk, she didn’t waste any second of her time to tell her father the good news

Ruthie, one of the newest staff approached her. she cleared her throat to get Nat’s attention.

“ Hey,” she greeted.

“ Hey,” Nat replied with a smile, stepping down from her desk.

“ Congratulation.”

“ Thank you.”

“ You don’t have to thank me, you deserve it. What title did you give to your article?” she asked her.

“ War Against The Drug Lord.” Nat frankly said.

“ Wow, guess your’e writing about the drug gangs.”

“ Yeah.”

“ Well, I wrote about the massive growth of the poor masses in the metropolis, I’ve got no title for it yet that’s why I couldn’t give it to Mr Thompson.”

“ You should have given it to him, maybe he would help you come up with a good title.”

“ Yeah, your’e right. But, don’t you think it’s too soon to ask for his help? I mean, I’m a new staff just like you are, he might end up seeing me as the incapable one here.

Well, I was wondering if you’d help me come up with one.”

“ I’d love to but, I’ll have to go through your article first.”

“ Oh, of course. Here it is.”

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To Be Continued….