CHLOE. I wasn't supposed to cry. I hadn't cried in many years. Perhaps the last time I cried was when I was a baby wanting chocolate which I always got. From the age of five, I didn't have to throw tantrums to be given what I wanted. I was always given without trouble, that was the way. Mom and Dad pampered me; they loved me and they made sure that I lacked nothing. That was the life that they built for me. That was the life they chose for me. Now I had a completely different life from the one that they chose for me. Things are almost difficult for me now. They are difficult because here no one was going to give me what I wanted. No one was going to let me rest when I was tired. My movement was restricted here and they regarded me as nothing. Ethan hated me purely and he showed me that he hated me very much. He wasn't looking at me. He didn't act like he even saw me. “Are you deaf? He raised his eyes and I knew that I was doomed because he looked at me. He looked away from what
ETHAN. I stood by the window and stared into nothingness. It was six o clock in the morning and I had just came back from my morning jog. It's been two days since Chloe helped me with the proposal and today I'm going to present it to the company. A smile tugged at the edge of my lip but I quickly smoothened it out. I was impressed by her intelligence. It was good to know she wouldn't be useless and could actually help in some way. A knock resounded on the door jilting me out of my reverie. “Come in.” I said The door gently opened and granny walked in with a cup of coffee in her hands. She knew I always liked coffee after my jog and made it her duty to fetch me my coffee every morning. I've grown so used to her coffee that I never allow anyone else make it for me. Granny gently set the coffee on the table a few meters away from me. I turned and walked towards her to get the coffee. I took a sip and raised sn eyebrow when I noticed she was still standing there. “I gave Chloe the
CHLOE. “Stop!” The word forced itself out of my mouth before I could stop it. Ethan has been a jerk and he knows it. I knew he wanted to torment me since the beginning. He wanted to humiliate me and prove to me that I'm a whore. But I was not. I couldn’t take it anymore. “Is there something wrong?” Ethan asked and raised an eyebrow. I bit my eyebrow, surprised by my own action. I hadn't meant to yell at him. I reminded myself that this man could do anything he wanted to me. With him, I'm not Chloe Hathaway, I'm only his sex toy. “Nothing.” I said and plastered a smile on my face. His face showed a tad bit of irritation. He probably expected me to snap and tell him off so he could find a reason to get mad at me. “Get out, I'll call you when I need you.” He said, irritation visible in his tone. I scurried off, afraid he'd change his mind any minute soon. As soon as the bathroom door clicked shut, I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding. A few minutes passed before
ETHAN. A few minutes after Chloe left, I ran my fingers through my hair. What did I just do? I just defended her from Katherine. I should have watched as Katherine bullied her but I chose to defend her instead. I made a mental note to myself that I only did that because I couldn't tolerate Katherine's guts. I walked towards my bed and plucked my phone on the nightstand to check the latest news. Truth to her word, Chloe's face was plastered on every blog I scrolled. They were calling her all sort of things, a whore, a fraudster, etcetera. By now several blogs have already shared it and her name was the top search on the internet. I tightened my hold on the phone. I was supposed to be relieved by the news. Chloe's name is getting dragged through the mud. After all, it was what I've always wanted. But yet I couldn't help the pang that I felt in my chest. She deserved everything that was happening to her. So why did I feel pity for her? I felt another emotion I couldn't decipher at the
CHLOE. I clenched my fist with anger after what that person had said, I wanted to give him a response that would hurt him the same way he had hurt me. However, before I could speak, Ethan did which took me by surprise. “Speaking to my guest this way is nothing but a slap on my face which I will not tolerate.” I didn't think Ethan would ever defend me. I knew who he was and how much he hated me hence this came as a shocker for me. The dirty eyes that were earlier sent at me reduced and everyone composed themselves. The meeting soon started and Ethan asked his workers to present their projects to him. If turned out every one of them had been asked to do research for the places better for the expansion of the company. The first group presented their opinions. I listened keenly to their words, taking each into consideration. Their reason didn't make sense to me, and they easily ignored the downside of the location they had chosen. Of course, there were going to be sales as Ethan’s c
CHLOE. Ethan didn't stop thrusting into me. He didn't even seem shaken by the constant knock nor was he scared. He pumped his dick in and out of me, expanding my pussy. He grabbed my waist and did a quick thrust which sent me rolling my eyes backward. The next second, he drew his dick out of me and wore his trousers. Before I could turn around and ask him how we were going to leave the bathroom, he vanished leaving just me in the bathroom. I could decipher where he had gone through or how he had walked out of the bathroom. The knocks persisted, pulling me out of my thoughts of where he had gone. I went to the door and opened it up. Three girls were on the other side, they had anger and disdain on their faces.“Oh, it is even you,” one of them said. I said nothing to them, I just wanted to leave. They walked past me, into the bathroom, and the next second, I heard them yell. “What the hell, she's been here pleasuring herself while we were going nut with the urge to pee!” When I t
CHLOE. When I got to the location France had asked me to meet, he texted me to come to meet him in the VIP section of the club. I was happy that it was the VIP and not regular like the rest. I walked through the dancing customers, they were swaying thief bodies and moving to the sound of the best. I hated the club because of the sweaty body, I was always at the vip watching people dance though. Olivia loved to come to the club and she dragged me with her most of the time. Getting into the VIP section, I saw France on the couch. He raised his head, saw me, and smiled. “You really came!” He smiled. He looked excited and shocked that I had come. This was because he was one of those men who tried to be friends with me. Just friends yet I never gave him any attention. All I did was do media business with him. Nothing more. “Sit here.” He pointed next to him but I didn't go and sit there. Rather, I sat across from him. He still smiled. “I didn't know that you were going to come.”
ETHAN. Seeing the guard's hand on Chloe’s boobs annoyed the shit out of me. Every part of me was pissed to the brim because he dared to lay a hand on my possession. Two men stood in front of my workspace, each one with a rigid face. “Come with me,” I said, heading in. Getting in the chair, I waited for Lucas to come in. He walked in and the moment he stepped into the room, I signaled to the guards. They both looked at me to confirm the order that I had given them. Lucas was very close to me and he was one of my trusted guards. Hence the reason the guards looked at me again to confirm the signal I had given them. They attacked him, tackling him to the floor. Lucas groaned, and anger grew on his face. The men were stronger as it was two against one. They slapped his face and he shouted demanding what he had done. He was still stubborn. I didn't mind him, I took a pain and started to sign some works. I wasn't going to stop the guy until he was submissive. They kept punching him, a
CHLOE. The judges had stunned expression on their faces when they saw me. They started to whisper words to each other and give me stares. I waited for them to stop whispering words to each other and attend to me. There were five chairs but three judges but only four judges were present. Two females and two males. The females smiled at me. “How far along are you?” one of them asked me. “Uhm, twenty-eight weeks,” I answered. She smiled and nodded. “Looks like it. Your belly is already very huge. Do you think you'd be able to cope with the stress of singing and training?” She asked. I nodded instantly, even before she finished speaking. “Yes, I can. There is nothing I can't do right now. Exercising is one of the things essential for my pregnancy journey.” I added. She didn't look like she believed what I had said. Her gaze dropped to the book in front of her. “I am not sure you would be able to. You are pregnant and you need to be well taken care of to avoid miscarriage.” Sh
ETHAN. A girl was naked in my new office, her legs crossed in front. She was already playing with her nipples, tweaking them in a sultry manner. I instantly got disgusted, everything about it was extremely annoying.Her cheap perfume had spread in the air. The smell was so sour, I could almost taste it. “What are you doing here?” I asked, my face the representation of what was going on in my mind. “Sir, I heard this is how you preferred to be welcomed. I am your new secretary.” She grabbed both of her boobs with one hand and pulled them together. I sighed, trying to keep my anger in check. Although it didn't seem like the right thing to do. I should kick her out of my office. My mind was still foggy with all the things that had happened. Now I met a naked girl in my new office? How worse could it get? “Get out!” I headed for the seat behind the desk she sat on. She ricocheted her head, inclining at an angle that showed; ‘Are you serious?’ But then I was very serious. How much
ETHAN. My mind had been all foggy. The thoughts intertwined and I have been thinking of a way out of this. With Grandpa, my new family, and the new found enemies. It had really been hard on me for the last couple of weeks already battling with sending Chloe off. And now, the truth is out. Chloe did nothing wrong. I sighed and then ran my hand in my hair. This seemed to be wrong. Everything looked tiring already and I hadn't even started. “What about the enemies, Grandfather?” I asked, my voice low but firm. “Do you really think it’s wise for me to step in now?”“Yes,” he replied, his tone leaving no room for doubt. “Now that they know you exist, there’s no use hiding. Facing them head-on is the best course of action. I’ve done what I could, but I couldn’t bring them down. It’s your fight now. Fighting for the family.”I nodded, feeling the weight of his words settle heavily on my chest. He gestured for me to follow, leading me to a room deep within the mansion. It was a space tha
CHLOE. “Mom, we’re going to your home country, right?” My son, Eli, looked at me with his curious eyes, a hint of excitement in his voice. He had always been a bright boy, taking notes of things before I even spoke about them. “Yes, we are,” I replied, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. But I could see the concern flicker across his face. Like I said, my son was smart—he always knew when something was off.“Is something wrong, Mom?” he asked, his brows furrowing slightly.I shook my head quickly. “No, everything’s fine.” I didn’t want him to worry. Not now. There were things. People back in my home country that I was trying to avoid. However, now I had to put them on hold because of my father. He looked down at the suitcase in front of him, already packing his clothes. “Should I bring everything I have? Just in case?”“No,” I said softly. “We’re only taking a few things. We’ll be back here.” I tried to sound reassuring, but my heart felt heavy. I was working on some
ETHAN.I had to settle for a lesbian, Dane. Right now, we are more like brothers and sisters. She also has a girlfriend and she was the acting male in her relationship. It hasn't been easy with her too and she knows I couldn't fire her. She knew all about my secretary's problem hence she usually gave me attitude. Too many attitudes. Finally, I found where the error had been coming from. The two billion dollars that was missing in the company fund. I found where it came from and this made me shake my head. The little five thousand dollars. One thousand dollars which could be easily overlooked amounted to two billion dollars. I traced it back to an account which belonged to my uncle’s son. He hid this so well, how smart of him. The next second, I sent for Dane.“What do you need sir? I am on lunch break and I am speaking to the love of my life!” She said, her tone mixed with pride. Oh, Lord! “Dana, you are well aware I am your boss?” “Do you wish to unboss me, sir?” I could feel her
ETHAN.The call with the agent was longer than expected. I kept thinking about what he had said. He made me see reasons why it was better for us to do it that way for effective results. I didn't concur with most of the terms. After some while I dropped the call and told him to go on with whatever he had to do. It didn't sit right with me but it seemed I didn't have much choice at this point. I busied myself with the auditing I was supposed to attend to earlier before Lizzie came in. It hadn't been easy working two businesses as the boss. My company was easier since I was used to the system. Not Grandpa’s company. It had been so hard for me to settle and even find a secretary that wouldn't want to fuck meOn the second day, I confronted my cousin who had nothing to add to the company other than fraud“You’d better explain to me why you think you won’t get sacked for this, and while you’re at it, tell me why I shouldn’t have you thrown in jail,” I said, my tone cold and gaze almost scar
ETHAN. Smoking had quickly become one of my habits. It takes my mind off whatever I was thinking. The smoke penetrated my mind and soul each time. I always give it space though, in order not to ruin my lungs. Inviting girls over to twerk and shake their in my room was another habit I had taken up. Yet, I have never been able to have sex with them. None of them. Anytime I try to do it, have sex with them, it fails. My body fails me. I had never been able to sleep with them. It had been hard to get my mind off Chloe. Every time I tried to lay with them, I saw Chloe in the back of my mind and this instantly dropped whatever pleasure I was feeling. My dick always failed to stand erect again. It had been seven years yet it was still the same story. Chloe had been at the center of my heart all this while. The only woman I ever thought about. The one that made my heart beat all the time. I wished I had embraced her, going against all odds, and pulled her in. However, I chose to chase h
CHLOE. The judges had stunned expression on their faces when they saw me. They started to whisper words to each other and give me stares. I waited for them to stop whispering words to each other and attend to me. There were five chairs but three judges but only four judges were present. Two females and two males. The females smiled at me. “How far along are you?” one of them asked me. “Uhm, twenty-eight weeks,” I answered. She smiled and nodded. “Looks like it. Your belly is already very huge. Do you think you'd be able to cope with the stress of singing and training?” She asked. I nodded instantly, even before she finished speaking. “Yes, I can. There is nothing I can't do right now. Exercising is one of the things essential for my pregnancy journey.” I added. She didn't look like she believed what I had said. Her gaze dropped to the book in front of her. “I am not sure you would be able to. You are pregnant and you need to be well taken care of to avoid miscarriage.
ETHAN. A girl was naked in my new office, her legs crossed in front. She was already playing with her nipples, tweaking them in a sultry manner. I instantly got disgusted, everything about it was extremely annoying.Her cheap perfume had spread in the air. The smell was so sour, I could almost taste it. “What are you doing here?” I asked, my face the representation of what was going on in my mind. “Sir, I heard this is how you preferred to be welcomed. I am your new secretary.” She grabbed both of her boobs with one hand and pulled them together. I sighed, trying to keep my anger in check. Although it didn't seem like the right thing to do. I should kick her out of my office. My mind was still foggy with all the things that had happened. Now I met a naked girl in my new office? How worse could it get? “Get out!” I headed for the seat behind the desk she sat on. She ricocheted her head, inclining at an angle that showed; ‘Are you serious?’ But then I was very serious. How much