CHLOE. I asked the nurse what the man looked like. Who would have come in here to give me the coat? I asked for the description of the man and she trailed off, looking into space. “ Well, he was tall and handsome. He wore this coat and walked softly. He had an aura around him that no one could resist. Even as he walked through the ward, no one stopped him or questioned him.” No one fit that description except Ethan. He was the kind of man who commanded the crowd. Everyone who saw him would want to be like him. They trusted him willingly, he was that kind of man. But then he couldn't have come here. Ethan didn't care about me like that. MWhy would he care if I froze to death? I was wearing an armless shirt and the room was cold. Even the skirt I wore was short. I couldn't bring myself to believe that it was Ethan but then a part of me wanted it to be him. I really did. “Do you know the person I am talking about?” She asked. I shook my head. “Well, it looks like you do. You have
GREYSON. I was shocked when the company called me. At first, I didn't believe them until I read through the documents that were presented to me. The houses were large, and still in good shape. The downside was the roads that led to the house, it was isolated and this was the reason they wanted to sell them at good prices. But then the government was about to build a railway in the environs which meant that the house was going to be worth fifty times the price it was going for today. I was shocked that they didn't even realize it. If they could just wait for two months, they would be able to sell the houses for a bigger price. “Most of the people we contacted didn't have interest in the building so we came to you. Are you sure you can buy these?” The realtor asked while I walked around the building of the house. Everything was in good shape, there was not a thing that was wrong with the houses.“Yeah, I can buy it. I want to buy them all!” I said with excitement. “Uhm, are you sur
ETHAN. “Get ready because I can invite you to come to the office with me anytime, “ I said while she polished my shoes which were already on my feet. I didn't know why I told her to polish my eyes when I already had them polished, my shoes weren't one to get dusty. She kept doing them without any argument with me. Her hair fell over her shoulders, touching the floor. She was hot. With her slim arm, tiny waist, and wide hips, she was beautiful. Why did I keep thinking she was beautiful when she was nothing but a monster? “Okay,” she stated. “But I need to ask you a question.” She started and I wa suddenly interested in the question she had for me. What could she want to ask? Why was I suddenly anxious that she wanted to ask me a question? “Go ahead,” I said. “The maids, why are you sending them away? You said that you are going to leave grandma and the guards in the house, why did you say that?” She asked. I had recently printed this out in a memo. I was going to release all of
CHLOE. They kept calling me names, all of them and I couldn't take it. I hated the way they were yelling. It was as if they had forgotten who I was and what I could do. They were all maids and I was Chloe Hathway, I knew that my family was now poor but I still had this prestige in my name. Yet, I felt bad that Ethan was about to fire all of them. I felt bad that they didn't have any other job to go back to and some of them might not gene have a house to stay in. I was feeling some compassion for them but all they did was refer to me as a witch as if I did anything. It wasn't even because of me that Ethan was about to fire them. “Maybe if you call your fuvking nerves and listen to me, just maybe Ethan is going to retain you. Now I see the reason Ethan wants to fire all of you. You are nothing but strong-headed people who don't even appreciate the little that is being done for you. Do you think it was easy for me to bring up the issues with Ethan? I felt bad for all of you and even p
Grayson's pov.I stood by the window, phone pressed against my ear, staring blankly at the city sprawling beneath me. The lights blinked like distant stars, but none of them offered any comfort tonight. My heart wasn’t in this call."I’m telling you, I’m ready to sell," I said, my voice more clipped than usual."Yeah, but I don't know why you want to sell it now when you can make a huge profit if you sell it in a year's time” It's true that those properties would kick off nicely in a year's time, selling it now is wasting them but those properties I want to purchase would yield me more income than this, so I'm letting it go.“Just find the buyer, I want to sell them.That was the thing I said when I heard the knock before I saw the door. A welcome interruption. I ended the call without a second thought, tossing the phone onto my desk like it was made of lead."Come in."The door opened slowly, and in walked Robert Linton, my lawyer, reliable as always. He looked calm, collected—he al
CHLOE. “What do you mean by you got this for me?” I asked looking at the documents in my hands. I was shocked beyond words. It couldn't be. It was as though I was dreaming. Maybe I was imagining things because I did not understand what was happening. They were documents of some houses. It wasn't just one house, it was three houses. What did I do to deserve this? Was this a way to mock me? I wondered as I stared at the documents he had stretched toward me. “Do you not want them then?” He asked. “How could I not want them?” I asked him back. “Maybe they are too small for you and you want bigger. Perhaps you think that you deserve more?” He raised his brows cockily. The way he was staring at me right now had goosebumps on my body. He was handsome especially when he had looked like this. I swallowed hard because this was sort of too much for me to swallow, Ethan had bought land for me. It was impossible. It was almost impossible to think about. When did he start to become nice? “I
CHLOE. He pushed my head deep into his dick until I could feel his dick in the back of my throat. It felt so good, so nice. I wouldn't like his dick was sweet and the way he smelled was heavenly. I just had to act like I didn't like it. Like I didn't like the way his manhood tasted in my mouth. It was a girl that walked in. She started to talk about some business that I already knew about. I was the one who came up with the theme of the idea. Now it seemed that I was a part of his company because I knew most of the business contracts that he had gotten. She kept talking like it was her idea. I licked his dick harder and sucked him deeper making sure my lips My hips rock upwards as my mouth slowly sinks back down, wet and hot, your tongue licking around his shaft.i did this on purpose to get him to give a reaction. I didn't know why I felt the need to go far, to get him to moan and jerk like he did earlier. But then he was good in self control, he knew how to hold himself back to n
CHLOE. I couldn't stop thinking about the sex. Even when I was in his office bathroom, bathing, I thought about it. When I shut my eyes, it was him and incredible sex that I thought about. Why did it feel that good? Why did I moan like that without shame? The way he held me, hit me and even grabbed my neck, everything felt so good. What was wrong with me? How could I love sex like that? He slammed into me crazily yet I enjoyed each and every one of itI ran my hand in my hair until the shower head. When I was done, I heard the door open and I saw him come in. I was naked. His eyes lingered on my body, coldly. His eyes didn't have lust in them which means he didn't feel anything toward me. “Hair dryer.” He stretched it to me and I went and collected it. He turned and left. How did he know I was going to need a hair dryer? I was drying my hair when he came in again. “Clothes.” He stretched it to me. He noticed that his chm touched my shirt. I didn't know why I appreciated it. Th
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
CHLOE. The dinner was on the second day. I spent the early evening in my room, carefully choosing my outfit. I finally settled on a sleek black dress that hugged my figure in all the right places. It wasn’t overly formal but elegant enough for the occasion. I had barely finished clasping my necklace when Eli walked into the room, his bright eyes lighting up as he saw me.“You look beautiful, Mom,” he said with a big, genuine smile. My son, he would always compliment me. I turned to him, smoothing down the front of my dress. “Thank you, sweetheart,” I replied, bending down to plant a kiss on his forehead. “What are you up to?”“Nothing much,” he said, watching me with a curious expression. “Are you going somewhere?”Before I could answer, the doorbell rang. I glanced at Eli and smiled. “Let’s go see who it is.”We walked to the door, and when I opened it, David stood there with his easy smile, looking casual and relaxed in jeans and a button-up shirt. “David,” I greeted him, a bit su
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