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Clara laughs. Sebastian knew this was a serious situation, but after being rejected earlier, he trod lightly and opted for the easygoing route.
‘I love you, Baz. Thank you for being patient with me.’ Clara looked at him lovingly and caressed his face, kissing his lips lightly as she closed her eyes.
The fire was back in her eyes. He hated being the one that took it away from her by making her worry and question everything they were to each other. But now, he would make sure that he would do everything in his power, never to extinguish that again. He would do everything to make her happy.
Ariana was found tied up and gagged in one of the hotel’s janitor closets, one that was not normally checked until the morning. Because she was resilient and determined to alert anybody to Clara’s disappearance, she made enough ruckus for one of the hotel guests to notice and call for help. Clara felt relieved to have found her the next day. Thankfully, she had been released from the hospital with a few scratches and bandages on her head and arm. The bad guys banged her head enough to give her a concussion, so she had to be kept overnight for observation. She twisted her arm from trying to get out of the restraints, and when she continued to throw her body against the door to attract someone’s attention. Ariana was very resilient, and Clara liked that she fought until the end. Now that the threat to Celine and Clara’s life had been eliminated, with the bad gu
I was sitting in my living room writing up Max’s story when this alternate ending came to me and got me excited. The following chapters were going to be part of his book, but I decided you need to be rewarded for reading all the way to the end of Clara’s story. I hope you enjoy this alternate ending. -=- ‘Clara! The plane is leaving in two hours, and there is a major accident in the 405. If we do not make it in time, you will not make your appointment.’ Sebastian yells as he walks to their bedroom. Their meeting at 2 pm is irrevocable, and nothing should impede them from keeping it. This will be the most important appointment of their lives. Clara rolls her eyes. ‘We have two hours, relax. Even in this traffic, we have enough time to make it. Your driver knows all the shortcuts. Plus, Jeremy and
Max, Jeremy, and apparently her sister, Celine, were inside waiting for them, waving their hands and screaming simultaneously. Sebastian walked them back into the hallway to keep her state of undress from prying eyes. The couple laughed at their predicament as she unwrapped her legs around him. Clara gave him one last lingering kiss, and when they were ready, headed back into the room. ‘Why are you guys inside our suite? Who let you in?’ ‘We got in last night, and you said you wanted to rehearse and set up the equipment before the presentation, so here we are,’ Max said with jazz hands waving in the air. She just rolled her eyes. ‘You guys are too early. I still need a nap. Can you leave?’ she plopped down on the sofa and snuggled with a pillow. The
-=- Downstairs, the hotel staff had cleared the entire outdoor area to accommodate the most important event happening today. They place an arch covered in vines and calla lilies on the outer edge, overlooking the beach and the sea. Sebastian tried to do everything not to let the cat out of the bag. This event was going to be a surprise. And even though deep in his heart he knew her answer, that she wanted to marry him, he still couldn’t help but feel apprehensive about her reaction. Clara was not a simple person. She was very complex in her reactions and outbursts. He prayed to all the gods in heaven to help them today. There was no denying that as soon as Clara steps in front of the doors that led to the patio, she would know what he had planned for her because waiting at the door was her father, Nathan Jacobs.
Clara Johnson was attaching the last advanced RFID* sticker to the last post in the room. She finished the first three earlier and noticed someone was observing her every move. Max and Jeremy finished with this room a while ago. They changed all the cameras, replacing them with the new motion sensor, nocturnal, night vision security cameras with a wide range view. It was now her turn to add the finishing touches and wake up the security system.She first noticed him watching her from behind another desk. ‘This man would either be the head of security or the President himself.’ Clara came to this conclusion because people around them avoided him like the plague. To avoid being obvious that she knew he was staring, she looked everywhere else but at him and gave him the name, “Peeping Tom." She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he unnerved her. ‘It doesn’t matter. I know what I’m doing, even with my eyes closed.’ This technology, developed in their own facilit
“Hmph! That was impressively fast,” Clara smiles to herself. She got a good look when she stared “Peeping Tom” down and learned her assumption was correct. He was the President of Navio International, Sebastian Colfer. Who wouldn’t recognize him, he was in every business magazine in the country. She also realized that he was still staring at her, very intently and with a sinister smile on his face.She ignored him too and went about her business. As she stuck the last RFID inside the room, she noticed a pair of feet right in front of her. ‘Here’s another pervert. Do I need to take care of you too?’ she wondered. Looking at the man’s shoe size, he was probably around 6 feet tall. It will be a bit harder to ward him off because of his height, but she knows she can easily block his advances.“What was that sticker for?” The man asks. She looks up from the floor. ‘Dammit, it’s the President.’“Sir, we’ve explained the process in the docket that Max handed to you this morning. We will
Sebastian was impressed. The new technology SST developed was unproven, but it looked very promising. His decision to sign up with their company pleased him.Having motion sensor control and a wide-angle lens for the cameras was an enormous improvement over the old security system. It was cost-effective and covered every area that had blind spots before.Sebastian received a call from SST earlier that there was a last-minute change with the crew assigned to do the installation. He didn’t really care who came to do the work, as long as Clara would be there as promised.He was getting worried but he didn’t only have one, but three of the SST executives at his behest, ready to answer all of his questions.It surprised Sebastian that the top dogs were doing the installation themselves. He thought they had people for that, but it showed how knowledgeable they were about their own product, and how dedicated they were to a job done right. Clara piqued his interest, and he couldn’t wait to kn
The trio headed back to their hotel and had lunch at the cafe across the street, nothing special. They were saving space for the scrumptious dinner they were having that evening. And because Sebastian was buying, the brothers were thinking of ordering their most expensive steak.After checking their pending emails and calling the office for any updates, they took a quick nap afterward. The siblings wanted to have enough energy for their nighttime activity, and waking up for the first flight that morning zapped their energy.“Hey guys, I want to be there at 6:30, so we can take pictures. I want to show those guys back home where we’re going,” Max reminds them as they got ready. Max always acts like he is still in college, hanging out with his friends. At SST, the policy required everyone to dress business casual most days. Being partial owners allowed them to occasionally break the rules.The unofficial rule was, as long as they didn’t come wearing pajamas and beach attire, the staff