Chapter Two

Sloane's Pov

"Tell him I'm not coming with you guys!" I said to the two huge sized bodyguards who stood in my sitting room, adjacent to me. They had their legs and hands spread out as they stood, poised to grab me if I tried to evade them.

"We have to carry out his instructions. Please cooperate" one of the bodyguards replied me.

I weighed my options as I stood on the sofa close to my door, wearing nothing but a yellow short and black baggy t shirt. It was either I followed these men to my dad who sent them to bring me against my will or I made a run for it.

I didn't want to see my dad, not today, not ever.

I knew what he wanted to tell me and it wasn't good news at all.

My name was the most searched name on the internet right now and it was all because I let my greed get the best of me and I disobeyed my dad.

Years ago, before my modelling career fully began, I made a promise to my dad to never get into scandals when I became a celebrity and he agreed to letting me become a model.

I became a supermodel at the age of twenty three and it seemed like the fame and success got in my head as I began to have a voracious indulgence in men. And that was the reason for my multiple scandals in the past few months.

Just yesterday, I was caught on camera, coming out of a hotel with a guy by six in the morning and a long article had been written about it.

My dad obviously saw it and demanded my immediate presence at his house. I initially refused to see him which resulted to this!

Well, it was done and I couldn't take it back. I didn't even regret it because my agency always took care of everything.

All I needed to do was look for a way to run from these men because I couldn't allow myself to get bundled up like some birthday present and taken to my dad's house.

I knew a punishment awaited me but I wasn't ready to receive it now.

I stood some distance away from them, ready to run but I couldn't go without my car keys. It was just a foot near me and I planned to grab it and make a run to my car, get in and zoom off.

My astute thinking was needed in this situation because I would get caught by these men if I acted rashly.

I heaved a sigh. "Okay, guys" I raised my hands in mock surrender. "I'll go with you but it'll be on my own accord" I watched as the eyes of one of the men lit up. "I won't get bundled up"

"That's fine" they replied unevenly.

My gaze darted from the bodyguards to my key, which lay on my table. In a swift second, I lurched forward, grabbed my key, jumped down from my sofa and took off.

"Hey! Stop!" I heard them scream behind me as they ran after me.

I opened my car from a distance by pressing a button on my car key and I ran into it and slammed the door shut.

I started the engine before they got to my car and I drove off.

Phew! I sighed when I was safely on the road. At least I succeeded in getting them off my hair.

I was going to keep stalling until my dad forgot about seeing me concerning the scandal because I had no plans of seeing him.

I whistled as I drove and enjoyed the cool breeze that blew on my face until I noticed a silver car following me.

Darn it! Couldn't they just give up on chasing after me? I wasn't some kind of fugitive. I stepped on the accelerator pedal and my car sped up. I planned to lose their car.

I began to drive in a zig zag pattern, cutting through cars and honking like a mad person. I didn't know where I was going to but I just kept driving. I didn't care though, all I wanted to do was lose them.

After approximately forty minutes of trying to evade their car, I finally succeeded. I heaved a deep sigh of relief as I began to slow down. I suddenly felt tired and my ankles hurt. It was because it had been so long I drove a car as I wasn't used to driving.

Deciding I wasn't going drive anymore, I parked my car by the side of the road, got down and began to walk.

I stopped in front of a dreary looking building and I got in.

It was a grave site.

I gasped at the melancholic atmosphere in here. It was as though the colour of the clouds here were different from the ones outside. Well, that was expected, since I was in a place where dead people resided.

Intrigued because I had never been to a grave site before, I went further inside.

Luckily, there weren't many people in there so I felt safe because I wasn't going to be seen much here.

I couldn't afford to be seen, it would create another scandal when I wasn't done with the present one.

I looked around as I went further inside and saw people standing in front of graves, some were weeping, some were kneeling down while some cried.

A particular grave caught my attention and I stood and stared at it until I heard the a shutter sound. I turned and realised I was being photographed.

"Isn't that the supermodel, Sloane?" I heard some one ask and I swore under my breath.

Oh no! I couldn't afford to be seen by more people for it could create another scandal. I immediately turned on my heel and made to scurry away but I bumped into someone.