CHLOE. Ethan hadn't been out of his room for a while now. It has been a few days since I got back from the hospital. Grandma and I have gotten so much closer and she trusts me more more. I am only pained that this was caused by the death of Emily. I hated it so much. I wished that a miracle could happen and then Emily would be alive. After cooking for the house, I went and sat in the lobby. I crossed my legs in front of me; staring into the space. All I could think about was him and how he was fairing. That was the only thing that ran through my mind no matter how much I tried skipping the thought. I didn't want to think to myself that I cared about him when in reality I did not. Not after all that he did to me. I couldn't care about someone who almost had me killed. But then I understood that It was because of Emily, his sister. She was his only hope after all. The reason he keeps up with living. After the death of his mother, he blacked out. He didn't want to live anymore. Emil
CHLOE. Grandma was the one who came to wake me up. I didn't realize that I had slept off while sobbing because of the compassion I felt for Ethan. How did I let myself sleep off like that? I got to my feet, grandma watching me. “Did you sleep here all night?” She asked but I did not respond to her. “Sir Ethan is still in there?” I asked. Grandma nodded. “Yes, I even brought this for him to be able to drink something. I am not sure he ate the food that was brought to him last night.” She explained, shrugging. Her eyes glistened with pain. The pain of a mother who watched her son lose himself. She walked to the door and then knocked on it. “I don't want to see anyone!” His voice rang from the room. It had more vigor than the last time I was in his room. This meant that all I said to him yesterday worked. He didn't remain in the same position.I should do more. I looked at Grandma and then grabbed the tray in her hand. Then I placed it on the floor in front of the door. “Let
ETHAN.I almost couldn't believe it, my sister had been talking to her even after all that she had done to us. Even after harming our mother. How could Emily trust her blindly? “Why didn't you tell anyone?” I was angry but then I had to calm my nerves. The way she stared back into my eyes, the glimmer in them sort of made me want to trust that she was telling the truth. She knew that Emily was once deaf, I had never told her that to anyone. She used hearing aids for some time before she was finally able to hear again without them. I had to learn sign language because of her. Chloe Hathway was brilliant, her parents cooked her up for the world. They trained her in many ways. They made sure she was fluent in so many languages, leading up to the sign languages. This was the reason many men wanted her as a wife. Anyone who wants to have someone like her as his woman. She was perfect but then filled with so much pride. She stared back at me with confidence as if I were to believe every
ETHAN. My sister had to choose her. Why did Emily choose her? Was it because she saw that she had truly started to change? That could be the only reason, there were no more explanations. Maybe Chloe was right that Emily was scared of me because of my change in character. I had become cold and distant. I didn't always go into her room. I became different after the accident that caused her to be in a coma. Chloe had truly started to change. I wondered while I was taking a word that night. I was in the house, walking around but then walked through the guard's quarter, there I started to hear them say something to one another. “Yes, she is a good cook. I wish Grandma would allow her to start cooking three meals a day.” “Did you eat the apple pie she made for dessert? Grandma said it was Chloe who made it herself. She is so beautiful and clean and now she knows how to cook so well. No man should ever fumble such a woman!” “I wish that I could have her to myself. But even though she w
ETHAN. The sex was so hot, I couldn't stop thinking about it. We were both breathing heavily by the time I was done with her. I fell on her side, both of us staring at the ceiling by this time. Then I looked over at her, needing to question her. What happened? Why did she change? Was this the same woman that I knew? It couldn't be the same Chloe Hathaway that I knew. She was different. Everything about her was different. “What happened?” I plopped my head over my palm, my arm supporting my head while I turned on my side, watching her. Right now, we looked like lovers. She was staring at the ceiling, her eyes not on me. “What happened?” she asked me and then turned so our eyes met.“You changed.” I let out softly, staring at her. She stood up and started to move away from the bed even when I didn't ask her to. Perhaps I had instilled that feeling into her. I had made her feel like nothing but a sex toy. She stood next to the bed frame, a smile on her face. She grabbed her pants whi
CHLOE.I didn’t want to believe what they said. The maids could have made it all up. They hated me anyway because Grandma trusted me more than she did with them. I had directly gotten a promotion from grandma hence the reason they didn't like me. I turned around to leave but then pumped into the vase behind me which made me gasp. They heard me and then stood to check who had made the noise. Once they popped their heads through the wall and saw that it was me, they hissed. The both of them gave me a long hiss. “You were eavesdropping on us, weren't you?” One of the maids asked. I felt like rebuking her for speaking to me this way. I didn't know why I felt disrespected even though I wasn't a rich woman anymore. Still, a maid who looked like she shouldn't be speaking to me this way. “Nope, I wasn’t. I was walking on my own. Plus, this a free man’s way, if you knew you wanted to gossip then you should have gone in your rooms!” I rolled my eyes. “Look at those jealous eyes, she heard
CHLOE. The next morning, I brushed all the things that happened with Ethan off my mind. I would not be depressed over something like that. I refused to be. I decided to go and visit my mother for the day to avoid seeing Ethan or the maids who I eavesdropped on the day before. I didn't want to have issues with anyone. I just wanted to be on my own. There was no drama left in me to serve. Therefore, I was going to go and see my mother. I had just gotten down the stairs when I saw the maid who was fucking Ethan yesterday. I decided to just walk past her. I did not want to see her face one more time because I might actually get so pissed off and pull her hair until it was off her skull. It was better to act like she didn't know me and I would do the same. I made to walk past her, to reach for the door and exit the house. My cab was already waiting outside for me. I just wanted to leave and be out of this house, I felt so suffocated. But then she didn't get the clue because she stoo
ETHAN. I decided to go back to work today, it had been so long since I stepped into the company since my sister died. Chloe’s words got to me, everything she had kept repeating itself in my head. This way I found myself doing all that she said. Getting dressed for the day, I made my way through the hallway. Right by the stairs, I saw Chloe and Jacinta, the girl I was supposed to have sex with. I didn't hear some of the words but I knew she was talking to her about what happened yesterday and how we didn't have sex. It was all I heard. They separated before I left the house as well. Normally, Chloe was the one who woke me up. She was always in my room in the morning with my breakfast and I had somehow gotten accustomed to it.I was expecting her to do the same for the morning but she didn't. She was angry because of Jacinta? Did she want to become my only sex object? Perhaps I should ask her. But then the last time I asked her, she said she would never, and she hated me. I sighed.
Shira walked out of the house in pain. She just couldn't face that at the moment.The cold air whipped harshly around her face as she made her way towards the club for an evening shift.A tear dropped on her cheek and she wiped it off swiftly.'Oh Shira, you have to be strong, you can't serve customers with leaky eyes.' She berated herself.She got to Da Smith Club with 5 minutes to spare. She paused a bit at the entrance and breathe in and out. 'It'll be over before you know it' She thought to herself as she walked through the double doors.The club was dimly lit and rock music played in the background. One of the reasons she loved working there was the noise and chaos of it all.It was a good distraction from her thoughts. From seeing her brother suffer, from seeing her mother weep..."Hey Shira! You're right on time today!" Shira's friend Damien greeted her from the bar counter. He was drying some glasses with a napkin. "Good day, I guess." She shouted back with a smile and a sma
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 me. 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
CHLOE. I did not expect Ethan to be the man my father was talking about. The good man who had brought him out of prison. The one who had bought this house for him to live in. I did not expect it to be Ethan. I knew Ethan was not nice especially because he hated my gut. Why did he suddenly do nice things for my father? Helped him get out of prison? I couldn't help but wonder as I watched him tell me the details. I had avoided this man only for him to appear in front of me like this with this sort of explanation. His words cut deep, sharper than any blade ever could. “So you didn’t finish the contract but ran away,” he began, his voice cold yet calculated, the same tone I had once known all too well. “You thought you could escape me, but no matter where you run, I’ll always find you.”I couldn’t help but scoff at his arrogance. “Helping my father was your way of achieving your aim, wasn’t it?” he continued. “I’ll go to any length to see my plans through.”I tilted my chin up, forc
ETHAN. Seeing Chloe at Grandpa’s birthday caught me completely off guard. When Grandpa mentioned inviting someone special to sing for him, I didn’t think much of it. He was insistent that no one else could perform but this person. He had said he loved her voice so much, it soothed him. When he said the artiste wouldn't come, I wanted to fight for him. To know who had refused my grandfather. We were weatlhy, there was no amount of money that we weren't willing to pay. Grandfather told me not to fight the artiste as thus could annoy her more and she might never come. Sighing, I gave in to him that day. I didn't know what was so special about the artiste that he didn't want another person to perform at his birthday party. Anyway, it was his birthday hence I respected his wish. Finally, the artiste came and it turned out to be Chloe. Chloe Hathaway was that artiste that my father was so hyped about. Honestly, I was shocked. At first, I thought that I was dreaming and it wasn't real. But
CHLOE. The next day, I was ready to perform at the old man’s house. David and Eli were ready. Eli was still teasing me, saying I wore the same color as David on purpose. It was a big lie. I felt like David wore the same color as me on purpose. “In case you don't know, David loves to copy me.” I teased in return. The car soon arrived and we all got into it. I felt a little anxious, going about the city that I once grew up in. Everything seemed different, it had been seven years since I came here, and the difference was expected. Soon, we arrived at the location. The moment I stepped out of the car, I couldn’t help but admire the grandeur of the mansion. It was breathtaking, the kind of home that made even someone from my background pause. As wealthy as my family once was, this house screamed power and riches on a whole different level. Old money. I could smell It even from the car. The kind of wealth that could never end. Even bankruptcy. Theft could never end the wealth on here. T
CHLOE. I stared at my father, shock and disbelief swirling in my chest. My breath trembled as I managed to speak, “What’s happening here? Did I somehow die or something?” I touched my body hoping that my hands would pass through it which would show that I had died. Probably there was an accident that claimed my life. He chuckled probably at how dramatic I was and then he shook his head. “No, my princess. I’m not dead and you are not dead. We are both well. Good. And I am alive!” “But then why did I get that information about your death?” I asked, my voice cracking. I felt like the ground had been ripped from under me. I saw the news. His picture was there, and it came from a legitimate source. “I’m sorry, Chloe. There’s a reason I had to do that, but I can’t explain it fully until one person is here,” he said, a heavy weight in his words. “One person?” I echoed, confusion furrowing my brow. “What does that have to do with our communication, Dad? I want to know everything right n
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