11: Forgive me, Ama.

I was happy and feeling strange about the whole thing. Aldo said he would send someone to come get it, it was my first time dressed in a fancy dress and waiting for a boss.

Sometimes, I would look at the door and just mentally prepare myself for anything to come. I mentally played not being able to go and even didn't like how I felt till I heard the doorbell.

I fixed myself, and went there to meet the last person o expected. He was clothed in a grey nice looking suit and he looked like he didn't want to be there.

"The fvck?!" I intoned.

I rolled my eyes in raw frustration. I should have just told him yesterday that I was going to have a rest or told him that I don't do overtime.

"He sent you?" I asked him.

Derrick hesitated before nodding. He had this stern look on his face like he was going to kill me or something but I understood. If Aldo had asked me to pick up my Ex because I was his driver, I would have been infuriated.

I beamed at how frustrated he looked before going to make the final touches on my hair and face. I didn't know how to make up so I put as little as possible and was feeling stunning when it all came out genuine.

Occasionally, I would stare at him to see him looking at me lustfully. I would not blame him because the black dress I was wearing hugged me truly. It felt like it was laid over my body, giving him a clear view of my cleavage, thighs, and lower back.

I got it, I shouldn't be wearing such a dress, especially with Derrick giving me that hungry look. I was as stubborn as fvck.

"What will you do if you realize that I have something to do with your Boss?" I asked Derrick in the elevator.

I locked over my shoulder to see him gashing. I should have seen those red lines, I should have seen how tensed he had become but I just wanted to get to Aldo. I needed him to see how beautiful I was and how he had made me

Yeah!

He made me.

The dress, the hair, the skin care, it all was just too much to go by without being angry.

The elevator ride was an awkward one. I had expected Derrick to call me names, and yell at me because I chose to be with his boss and I even prepared myself but anything more but nothing happened.

When we got out, Derrick was quick to open the door for me and ushered me inside. He jammed the door, nearly squashing me in the process.

Our gaze locked as he looked over to the passenger side through the front mirror and he smirked. There was something about that look, especially when he zoomed off almost immediately. It was like he was quick to get someone.

"Where are we going?"

"Where do you think? To a hotel" Derrick replied not looking back.

I felt a bit of discomfort.

It was 10 am in the morning and all Aldo could think about taking me to was a hotel.

Ohhh! We got spicy yesterday in the car. It could be that he just went to f**k me because he helped me with my hair, the spa, and the clothes. I thought he said he was doing it because he just felt like doing it.

Damn!

I should have grabbed the courage when I wanted to tell him that I didn't want to do anything outside work.

"Are you alright?"

I stirred.

The last thing I would do is to let Derrick see that he wanted me vulnerable I was getting into that mood. I held every bit of rage in me not to call Aldo and tell him that I wasn't interested but I felt it would be better if I saw him face to face.

"Ama, you look as white as hell. Are you alright?"

I glared at him.

I Imagined 30 ways to kill him without going to jail but all came out with the same outcome.

"Mind your goddamn business, Derrick" I snapped at him.

He just shrugged, kept driving, and took a turn.

Soon, we got to a place I assumed to be the hotel, and trust me when I said I hated not being the talkative one.

The place wasn't giving.

I didn't like a place Aldo would want him to get there until something came to my mind.

It could be that Aldo chose a cheaper place because of my what happened yesterday. Women who knew him didn't fail to feed the internet about what they felt about who I was yesterday. Frankly, he was a rich man and I wasn't expecting any good reviews from them.

I expected them all to call me Cinderella, gold digger, and maybe more but some rant about how lucky.

While I followed Derrick to the room, I mentally prepared myself to see Aldo and I got excited. I was no longer thinking about telling him that we should make our statutes clear.

Like, we had s*x once. He fingered the f**k out of me and we nearly got ourselves killed when we were making out in the car.

"Feel at home, Ama," Derrick said.

I was as shocked as hell.

He just told me to feel at home and just walked off like that! Who the f**k does he think he is?

I was thinking of ways to send Derrick out of the room when my phone rang. While I was searching for it in my bag, I noticed Derrick removed his jacket and I panicked.

When I found my phone, my heart skipped a beat and nearly exploded. If Aldo really wanted me here, why would he be calling me with just Derrick in the hotel room?

"Hello Amanda, I am so sorry I can't make it up today. Please treat yourself with what you would receive and be a good girl"

While she was silent and wondered what she had done, Aldo continued.

"Report said you left the house already. I am expecting to still see you. Make sure you are back in the next few seconds!" The way he said that made it seem Aldo was so angry.

I gulped.

Worst, The way Derrick was looking at me made me sick to the bones. Aldo on the other side wants to be a control freak. Why didn't he call me earlier? How come I didn't see through Derrick's silence?!

The call ended before I could tell him my situation and my brain flashed back to why he felt so awkward.

"Amanda" Derrick stared.

I quickly got up, held my bag and phone to myself, and shivered.

"You can forget all that had happened and we will Start again"

"Get away from me, Derrick" I warned when he got too close.

My phone vibrated and I picked it up immediately.

"Change of plans, I am in your apartment. Where the fvck are you!?"

Before I could say anything, Derrick snatched the phone and switched it off.

"I want you back, Amanda. I don't like what you are doing with that f**k-face Aldo that doesn't care about you"

He was still calm but I knew he would soon throw things or hands and I was freaked out as hell. I kept looking for ways to escape and made sure I did it without drama until Derrick said something.

"You don't know he has a 12-year-old son. He will just f**k you like everyone else"

Jealousy purged me as I tried to pretend I wasn't shaking.

"You know what he does to the female workers in church?" Derrick asked.

Okay, I was certain that he was on something.

I haven't been to church for a while and I wasn't a very religious person. I never knew Aldo to be religious and working for the church?! That was odd.

"Do you know what that Nigerian girl without talent stayed?" Derrick asked as he grabbed my shoulders.

I didn't say anything.

I just watched him in silence, fear, and pain as he shook me hard.

"He f****d her. He f****d that b***h and I am sure he just wants to do the same to you"

My heart ached but I didn't mind. I wiggled free, placed both hands on his chest, and pushed as hard as I could.

He smirked, feeling like he knew what he had done to me.

I didn't try to hide it. I didn't try to justify the fact that I had let Mr Aldo play with me but I wasn't going to let Derrick treat me anyhow.

"At least he does seem better than you would ever be in your fvcking life, Derrick" I snapped at him.

I should have kept quiet, to understand what he really was still and quiet but I didn't. I walked to him, snatched back my phone, and walked to the door. Derrick didn't try to stop me and that was odd.

"You should get it that you can have me. Never again"

I tried the handle but it was locked and that explained why he was strangely calm.

"I love you, Amanda. I am doing it all because I love you"

I shirked.

If it was possible that I could evaporate, I would. Derrick should know how greedy, annoying, and frustrating he was. He should understand that I hate him and I can't be with him. He should understand that I would rather go to jail than be his own to control again.

"Any woman that wants to be with you is a f*****g sicko. Derrick. You can't have me so Open the f*****g door and accept your fate" I said as calmly as I could.

Derrick obeyed.

He walked to the door, closer to me, and grabbed my face. I tried to break free, to get off his grip but it was hard and worse when he kissed me.

Disgusted and enraged, I slapped him.

Yes, I slapped him and it felt so good just like the way I felt the first day I slapped him.

"I rather date 7 unfaithful cheat than you f*****g assh..."

I was cut short when I felt pain.

Derrick had slapped me. My face stung and I felt the inside of my chin taste like iron and blood.

I spat at him. The blood and saliva on his face and he hit me harder this time.

"Look what you made me do, b***h" he said as I fell to the ground.

The room went blurry and I felt I would pass out but I didn't. I held my head, tried to get up, and realized that I couldn't see clearly from my left eye.

I panicked, tears rolled through my eyes as I watched Derrick grab me into a hug.

"I didn't mean to Punch you," Derrick said "You know I love you"

I was still.

He loves me, that's why he punched me?

I hope he doesn't kill me in this hotel and true crime London gets the news.

"Please get me out of her, Derrick" I cried.

Derrick didn't stir.

He kissed my forehead, and nose, and bent my face to give me a disturbed look.

I knew my face wasn't looking best and I tried to get away from him but he held me tight.

"Forgive me, Ama. Fvcking forgive me" he ordered.

I gulped and nodded.

I can't have him kill me here so I forgive him.

"Please get me out of here, you know I forgive you already," I said with a fake smile.