Chapter three
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"It's all yours," He said.
"Of course,"I said and walked steadily with my white six inch knee high boot along the shores of the Atlantis.
The fact that the blue waters was surrounding my Island and I could not see beyond the ocean made me feel so powerful.
Owning an Island at s young age is no joke and the news reporters obviously ranked me as the youngest Billionaire in town.
I posed to look carefully at my two babies. Two vast cruise ship were docked at the rear end. One was to leave for the USA and the other still had a few weeks before it left for Finland.
It was sad to see one of my babies leave but now am not a normal teenager anymore, am a billionaire who was the cover of every business magazines for the past 12 months.
"This way ma'am,"A young slender lady led me to one of the docks inside the ship.
"Captain Ludwing, madam Norah Stewart is here to see you." She said as she opened the door and stood aside for me to walk in.
"It's almost time,"I reminded captain Ludwing as soon as the lady left us.
"Yes ma'am,"He said.
"The supplies,the crew and the first class should be treated as they deserve," I told him sternly.
"Understood ma'am," He said with respect.
"Good luck." I said as I walked out of his dock.
A gun had been tucked at the waist of my stripped pallazo pants with my secret security and detectives all over the Bora Bora islands.
The deal with the USA government had made a major breakthrough and I knew in short time another trillion will be rotting on my bank.
Being a CEO at the age of 19 is not that hard as I thought it would at first. Ordering and commanding was the order of the day because I had to get things done regardless of the situation.
Leaving my office with my assistant Jane Rose was not such a bad idea when I needed to travel around the world.
I was already done with travelling around Europe and South America and all I could think of is going to Africa. Of course I could not trust anyone to manage my business for me other than a graduate with first class honours from Oxford university school of Business,Commerce and Hotel management.
The thing I swore is that no family member of mine would have this and this was so mine because everything was worked for dearly.
Shopping is one of my latest hobbies and I could literally save an hour a day to shop for my wardrobe essential. Of course I did international goods and it could be shipped to me with my personal jet.
Well friends don't do much in my life and I know all of them would be jealous of my success. Sometimes I miss my baby sister wait not sister as my mother confirmed but a little girl born of wedlock living at our house for as long as I could remember.
I knew for a fact that there was this one person who waited dearly for me to loose everything and I knew she could try to sink my shop as she did to the one I loved most, la amor. A lot of people died and I don't think that will ever clear from the documentaries and headlines of most TV stations.
My chauffer was waiting for me and I did not take much time to get into my BMW car Ferrari model to be taken to my hotel room.
Of course I had to pick the entire rooftop for me and my staff. I had a jacuzzi and well this is the day I am going to spend time in it since my last baby was going to bring more money for me.
I exited the car and covered my head with a sunny cap just to keep away from paparazzi. I had sued them for this several times but they could just not get it. I am getting used to them. My personal security checked the security of the hotel and with no time I was inside my room suite 318K.
I slip out of my official cloths and took my shorts and crop top for a change. All this money and responsibilities threatened to make me forget that I was once a teenager.
I turned on my television and continued watching my best reality show, Keeping Up With The Kardashians. Some habits really never die. Before long I changed into my swim suit and went to get a bath.
I dipped my legs into the warm water and closed my eyes for a few seconds and I almost jumped out of my skin when I saw him.
"Child, you can have all this ," He said laughing. "Its all a foreshadow of what you will have in future if you say yes to me." He continue saying.
"I cannot say yes to the devil. I am an orphan and all my parents should go and burn in hell where all other demons are burning." I said with spite.
"Look at me closely child."He said softly.
My demon father looked like smoke making their way to the sky. I could see his eyes and they were crimson red without an Irish or pupil. His voices sounded like the ghost sound edit in Snapchat filters. My own father freaked me out.
How come my mother slept with black smoke?
"I posses people and that is my home,"He said this and I almost snapped.
I cover the whole population and the good news is that half of me is inside your soul and I can confirm for sure that your soul is very black Oh Child.
"Should I call you Lucifer?"I asked sarcastically. The sight of him and the thought of him being my father made me sick yet I had to face him for the rest of my wretched life.
"Norah child, you are the apple of my eye and I would want you to be just like me." He said briefly.
"I should have let my mother kill me instead of this," I told him.
"She is your real enemy." He said his ghost voice getting scarier by the minute.
"Why father?"I said for one second thinking of making a rapport with him now that he can make me a billionaire at a young age in the near future and I had not only seen it but lived it.
"She knows she cannot be like you. She doesn't have that kind of darkness you posses," He said in a proud tone.
Who even is capable of embracing darkness?
My parents are very sick and I would never want to be part of them.
I opened my eyes and walked out of my jaccuzi. I had met my father for the first time and even got to talk to him. Is this not what I wanted and wished for?
I walked to my dressing room drying my hair with a soft white non fluffy towel.
I was a party freak and I would love to attend the nightclub party in the underground of my hotel.
A silvery black dress was just perfect as my stylish would say. I pressed the button an my give makeup artist walked in to make me feel flawless.
Just then my personal phone rang and u grabbed it.
"Norah Stewart speaking, how can I help you?" I asked with my British accent.
"Am sorry ma'am , the waves were so strong and she is sinking." Captain Ludwing said that and with a bullet sound in my earpeace his shaky voice went silent.
I could not process anything so far. My baby is no more.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" I ordered them.
"But ma'am am almost done with my mascara."The blondie who was recommended by others said.
"I HAVE SAID GET OUT! IN ONE, TWO...THREE,"They were already out of my damn sight.
I clicked the button of my remote and I could see the tail of my baby sinking into the deep Atlantis.
I passed out.
"That was your mothers deal in the future and she is set to destroy you,"My daddy said sternly.
"I see it," I told him silently.
"Do as I say, Will you?" He asked.
"Yes father," I said and with that I had made a deal with the devil himself.
Maybe all I wanted was protection from the hell of my mother because she was clearly after me with all the little darkness in her wretched soul.
***
I opened my eyes and all I could see was a bold white colour. In the ceiling, in the nearby furniture and in my bedding.
I was in the hospital. I had made it from my mother.
Just then my door yanked open and I tried to sit but the pain from my body reminded me that I was still sick and I would spend there not less than a month.
A slender blonde girl walked in. Her hair was tied in a neat bun and she was in her prime teenage years. Her tiny waist and beautiful legs made her exquisite.
"We thought you could not make it but how good is it to trust in Sweet Jesus, I mean look at you recovering well." She said placing the white roses in the flower basket.
"How long have I been here,"I asked.
"Total is ten months, three months in comma and six months in the ICU," she said half smiling.
"Am Norah Stewart and thank you for saving my life," I said in a whisper.
"Agatha Miller. You should thank my parents because they are the ones who saved your life." She said and just then the nurse walked in.
"Agatha please let her have some rest because she is going for her last surgery tomorrow," The nurse said sweetly and removed syringe and needle from the tray she was carrying earlier.
"This will help you rest,"She said and injected some medicine into my system.
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