🔮 Amara 🔮
[ Her Destiny ]
✍️ Written By Authoress Joy ✍️
Chapter Twenty Nine🔮
| Laura |
Where the hell could that god damned nuisance be?!?. I have been waiting for almost an hour now. Gosh! I can't wait to drain all the powers in his body!. I felt my phone vibrate in my palm, I mean my victim's phone. Anyways I own everything she has now......including her body.
I checked the phone screen, a text from him again.
*Almost there*. I scoffed under my breathe and looked up to see a black Lamborghini driving towards my direction. The driver alights from the car, the human...
My blood boiled in anger when I sight him. He moves closer to me, I changed my look to an innocent one since I had been throwing deadly glares at him.
"Hey Laura. Sorry am late." He apologized and smiled a little.
I flash him a fake smile and nod. "No p. Cousin, am happy you're here." I replied nicely. I have to be nice around him. F**k, it sucks.
He furrow his brows and stares at me suspiciously.
"What?." I shrug.
"Is this Laura? As in Laura Evans?." He asked crossing his arms.
What is he insinuating?. Is he aware am Mathia??.....it can't be possible. But why did he ask that kind of question all of a sudden??.
"What are you talking about?." I asked.
He shrugged. "You sound kinda nice. It's bizarre, the Laura I know would have smacked me for arriving late." He smirks which revealed his deep dimples in both cheeks.
So that is what he meant. I see.....Laura is a bad ass, that explains the tattoos in 'My' body. Very cool......
"Oh huh am a changed person now Collins." I tell.
"Alright weirdo. Get in the car." He says as he entered into his Lambo. I sigh a breathe of relief and got into his car. I sat on the passenger seat and strap in my seatbelt.
"Oh by the way, your red hair sucks." He laughs while I forced a smile. Deep down of me, I feel like strangling him to death! It's just a matter of time.....you'll soon be dead. I guess Collins and his cousin are very close to each other with the way he talks to her...I mean me. Well that is a good start for me.
| Collins |
The ride back home is very peaceful and quiet. Laura is pretty much of a talkative. Am quite amazed of her sudden change of attitude.
She's this bossy person who doesn't take shit from anyone, her being descent is super creepy.
"Your boyfriend dumped you?." I questioned her with my attention on the road. I noticed she gazed at me and shrugs.
"No, why?."
"I remember when Steven your ex dumped you. You acted so nice to everyone around you so Steven could accept you back since you're crazy." I say and chuckled.
"I told you am a changed person."
"If you say so."
Minutes later, we arrived at my mansion. I parked the car in the parking lot and came out. I helped her with the luggage as she also got down.
| Laura |
We both went inside his house, it is beautiful though. Finally am in his abode, nothing can stop me now.
A lady who dressed like a cook came to me and carried my luggage.
"Welcome ma'am." She greets. I nod in response and smirked.
"Anna take her to the guestroom." Collins instructs. The lady bows and led the way.
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I had a quick bath and wore a red robe which matches perfectly with 'my' red hair. I faced the mirror on the wall opposite me, my true identity appears. I smirk at my reflection devilishly. Black smokes suddenly appeared in the mirror.....mother. This time I transformed to my real self.
"How did it go?." She asks.
"Very well."
"Good. Make sure you two are very close so our plans can be successful."
"Alright."
"Do everything possible for Collins to despise Amara. That witch musn't have a child with the human!!."
"That won't be possible mother. Not on our watch, remember am a devil in disguise. Nothing is gonna happen while am in this body. That's a promise mother."
"Someone is here. Am leaving Mathia." Mother says as her image in the mirror fades away.
Immediately she left, I heard a knock on the door. I transformed to Laura and went ahead to open the door. Its Anna, the cook.
"Yeah?." I reply.
"Dinner is served ma'am." She says with a small bow.
"Okay."
I forced a smile as she left.