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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
Earlier, Sebastian thought Clara looked pretty up close, but that was a weak word to describe her. To him, she was nothing short of stunning. It felt like he always knew that whatever she'd wear would captivate him. Clara was wearing ankle-length skinny red pants that highlighted her long legs and showed off her assets. She paired it with a silky white sleeveless top that showed off her toned arms. On her feet, she wore black strappy sandals that gave 3 extra inches to her height. She was now almost up to his eye level, and he liked the option that he could probably kiss her much easier from this height. He smiled. Sebastian thought she looked spectacular. Her hair was curled up to one side and held up by a big sparkly comb at her nape, exposing her neck. He shakes his head when he heard himself thinking of nibbling on her neck. ‘These thoughts have to stop before I do something stupid.’ “Hey, do you want me to take the picture for you?” Sebastian volunteers, smiling at all of the
At the dinner table, after a round of pleasant conversation, talking about each company’s history, and the wonderful California weather, Sebastian tried to fish for more information about Clara’s relationship status. He needed to know how closely connected she and Max were. To see if he was going to be his competition.“So tell me,” he was focusing on Clara again, “Are you dating anybody right now?” he stared straight into her eyes, urging her to give him a straight answer.“I don’t divulge personal information to business partners,” Clara said, not backing down from his challenge.“So if I cancel your project,” he smiled sheepishly, “You’ll give me the answer?”Max and Jeremy laughed out loud without meaning to. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, no need to cancel anything. She’s single right now. No boyfriend or dates recently either. Clara loves calla lilies, although she insists flowers are not her thing,” enumerated Max.“Traitors!” Clara said as she coughed into her hand. ‘These idiots kee
Suddenly Celine felt this prickling sensation behind her neck, as if someone was watching. So she looked around, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw it was her mystery guy in the dark suit. She stared right back, issuing a challenge. ‘Hey there. Took you forever to notice me,’ she thought. ‘Let’s see who gives up first?’ She raised an eyebrow, and he grinned, so she smiled back. Celine felt like some communication passed between them in the few seconds they stared at each other.‘He has a cute smile, maybe I will say hi… later,’ she smiled again as she averted her eyes, playing coy. Celine never had luck finding anyone in the club. Most men wanted hookups and booty calls, something to boost their egos. Half of them are probably married, trying to get an easy lay. ‘What made me think this is going to be different? Oh well, we’ll find out later.’ She took one more glance, before turning and began listening to the conversations happening around her.After playing what seems like
Max was content to stare at Celine while she fiddled with his phone. Celine, on the other hand, kept scrolling through the names on Max’s phone and found that Lana was the most frequently dialed number. So she secretly added another Lana entry with her number in it. ‘Heh! You don't get my number that easily. I'll let you figure that out later,’ Celine smiled, pleased with herself. “Heeeey! What are you smiling at?” Max peered over his phone.“Don’t give me your boss’ phone number or your favorite chicken restaurant, okay?” He looked at the number she was entering and saw it had the area code for San Diego, but he was suspicious because of her smile.Celine grins. “I promise I wouldn't do that to you." Max looked at her with doubt as he took his phone to look at it."Here, let me dial my number, so you’d know I’m telling the truth." Celine did not want him to find out her secret so she tapped the entry on his phone. Max felt reassured when he heard her phone ring, so he disconnect
-=- 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.
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
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
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
-=- This chapter is R18. If you are not over 18, please skip this chapter and proceed to Chapter 124. -=- 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.
Boss runs away as Nathan and Clara bend down to tend to Nicholas. But the cops had already surrounded the house by then, and they apprehended him as he tried to run away, just like the other goon that tried to escape earlier. Sebastian, on the other hand, fought off Spike, disarming the gun from him when Boss fired the shot. Spike had no fighting chance, and he knew as soon as Sebastian got his weapon, he was going to jail. With the criminals arrested and Clara’s uncle carted away to the hospital, they were all finally able to settle down and take a seat. Everybody was pretty shaken up, and the women sniffled from time to time as they recounted what happened. They huddled with each other, Emilia Jacobs holding onto her daughters to seek comfort and assurance that the nightmare was over. Sebastian took
The house was eerily quiet when they got home. ‘Mom! Dad! I’m home!’ Clara called out as she came in through the door. That should have been an indication that something was wrong because they had left the front door unlocked. When none of the regular security was present around the property, she just assumed they blended in with the background. But her excitement at getting away from her abductors got the better of her. She did not apply the regular protocols for security. Her mom, dad, and sister sat on the sofa in a neat line, with their hands behind her back, their mouths covered with tape. The gun she felt pointed at the side of her head made everything click into place. The kidnappers had a backup plan, and they were waiting at her parent’s home. They took the whole family hostage as a las
Spike proceeded to tape Clara’s mouth but didn’t expect her to be awake. She bit down hard on his hand, inflicting so much pain that he slapped her across the face, dislodging her blindfold enough so she could see through the bottom. Clara kicks Spike between his thighs, rendering him immobile for a few minutes. Enough time for Clara to bring the hands tied behind her back under her knees. She had to bring them in front of her, making it easier to get out of the zip ties that bound them together. Clara falls flat on her face even before she can get anywhere. Spike had come out of the sensation of having his balls kicked enough to slide his feet and trip her. He holds a knife to her neck, pinning her to the floor. She had no choice but to surrender. She fights him again when he pulls Clara up to tie her agai
Nicholas Jacobs had been watching Clara and Celine as closely as everyone else ever since the kidnappers came back and threatened to take them again. When he saw Clara sneak out into the restroom with nobody following her, he decided to take it upon himself to do it. Clara did not trust him after what he did, but he did not care. It was better to be safe than sorry. Clara could yell at him if that's what she wanted. He deserves it, after all. He pretended to make a phone call, hiding near the men’s restroom doors. When he saw two uniformed hotel staff come out of the women’s restroom with a hotel trolley, the kind used to carry all the sheets and linens from rooms that have been emptied and he grew suspicious. These men didn’t look like the regular hotel staff. They looked more buff and were suspiciously gruff-looking, covered with all those tattoos. So when they left, he checked inside the restroom, and