ETHAN. The next morning, I went over to the dining room to have breakfast. The maid had set the table, not Chloe but one of the maids in the house. I had said before that Chloe should be the one setting my breakfast. “Where is Chloe?” I asked my eyes on the food that was prepared. It was nothing but a simple morning breakfast. Some sausages toasted bread, bacon, and eggs. It looked good yet I did not seem wholeheartedly interested in the food. “Where is she?” I asked again because no response was given to me. “She didn't come home last night. She went out and never came back.” The maid replied, her gaze lowered. I could feel fear ooze from her. Why was she scared? She was not the one who left the house? Why did she look scared? “She didn't come home?” I asked again, my voice a little crushed this time. What did she mean Bj Chloe didn't come home? Where could I have gone?? I knew that she had no one except me. She didn't have any home except for this place. All of these propert
ETHAN. Patrick did a fast Job, he must have learned well from Lucas. One of the reasons I love Lucas is because of his quick way of delivering jobs. He was the kind of guy who did the clean job. With him, I had no issues. I feared that no one would be able to match up to Lucas but looking at Patrick and how fast he was able to find Grayson, I knew that I had found the perfect man again. He organized some of the guys and then we were soon on our way to Grayson’s house. The bastards were loving in one of the homes of Chloe. Yes, a house Chloe built herself. He was shameless. Yet, he insulted her whenever he got the chance. Without Chkoe he would have been rich or even found a job. I knew this much because I did thorough research on Chloe. I knew a lot about her. I knew that she went to Harvard and studied business and she came out with a distinction but I didn't think that it was real. I thought that she had worked it with money and influence until she did some work for me. Chloe was
CHLOE. He stared at me gently, the glimmer in his eyes was soft. He looked like he was staring at his daughter lovingly. He had the gaze of a man who was in love. The first time that I saw him, he didn't seem like this, he looked mean and aggressive. As though he wanted nothing but to strip me naked and then force me to dance in front of all of them. He was the kind of man to do such a thing. I didn't know why I felt fear of being with him. I felt some other kind of emotions that I couldn't decipher. He had eyes on me. “You don't have to give me a proper answer now, you can take your time and think about it. I am not rushing you. You can also get to know me. Be with me and I will take care of you.” He smiled. The way he smiled was different from that of Ethan, he looked like he was happy to have me close to him. His eyes were sincere too but I didn't know how to relate with it. The first time that I saw him, he was mean, he didn't look like he cared about anyone but himself. He
CHLOE. It had been six days since I started to live in this house. I had stayed here for that long. I had been taken care of by the maid and living a life of luxury as I used to. There was no fear that someone would barge into my room and have sex roughly with me. I hadn't seen Katherine and that alone was a relief that I enjoyed. I liked it so much yet I felt like I was being restricted regardless. Damon wouldn't let me go. He said that he didn't want me to go anywhere. He locked me up in the room and house. The guards wouldn't even let me go beat the front door. They were stationed there. They were stationed everywhere in the house. Ethan allowed me to go out probably because he knew that I couldn't leave and needed his money for my mother’s treatment. Speaking of my mother I wondered how she was doing. I wanted to go and see her badly. It had been long since I last saw her. Therefore I thought that I could go and meet the maid and ask her to let me leave. Then, I will be back be
Third point of viewDamon was very upset after what Ethan said about Chooe not allowing any other man to touch her because of her pride. This made him want her more. He wanted nothing but to be able to have her next to him and fuck her and then he would send the video to Ethan to show him that Chloe was untouchable after all and he had conquered her. Although he knew that he had to take things slow. He couldn't just behave anyhow around her. She wasn't like other girls, she was actually very different and could not be persuaded easily. He went back to the house and just before he dropped from his car, his phone rang. The call was from his fiancee, the one that he was going to get married to. The girl had started to live in his house and they were soon going to be married. The house that he had placed Chlie in was nothing but a penthouse. Even his friends didn't know about the penthouse. He was the only one who knew about the house. “Yes?” He picked up the phone and placed it on hi
Damon didn't care about what she was saying. They were in the maid's room; hence, there was nowhere Chloe could come over, although Chloe knew about the place already because she had come to see the maid earlier in the day.“Why did you do that? Where did you go to?” He didn't stop strangling her neck. He made sure that she felt every fucking pain and she cried because the pain was not durable. She found it hard to breathe yet she could not run away from his grip. She even struggled to speak back to him because of how scared she was. Her body was breaking with pain. “Tell me where you went!” He shouted and she flinched back. “I didn't go anywhere, I only went and collected the perfumes Chloe wanted. She said that she didn't like some of the ones you got and then named a specific one that she always wore. I... I went to collect it for her.” She struggled to speak. Only after did he let her go. Tears slid down her cheeks after he had allowed her to go. Her body was already shaking be
CHLOE. The next day, I walked over to the kitchen because I needed to see the maid and tell her about my new decision and what I had decided to do now. There was only one plan that I had in mind. That was to get my family back on track, I wanted nothing more than that. To be honest, I didn't have feelings for Damon. All I knew was that he was a nice man and he would use me for what I was about to do. I knew that I could also use his influence to get Ethan off my back. Breaking off a contract with Ethan was never going to be easy but withFamon, I was sure that it would be. I went to the kitchen and called the maid countless times but she didn't answer me. She was right there in the kitchen standing next to the island and when I called her, she didn't respond to me. It seemed to me that she was lost in thought so I went over and tapped her by the waist. After I tapped her on the waist, she winced and then glared at me. She looked like she was in pain. “What happened to you?” I ask
ETHAN. Getting to the hospital, I rushed toward the ward to go and see Chloe's mom. When I got there, I saw a girl, Inna's maid uniform, in the room talking to the mother. She was a maid, how come she was with Chloe's mother? I knew that all of the maids had disappeared after they lost their homes and riches. Who was this girl? I wondered as I stared at her speak to the mother of Chloe. I knew that she didn't have family aside from her husband and her daughter, Chloe. She grew up in a poor and abusive home hence her dissociation. She worked her ass off day and night and this was the reason she became mean to poor people. To her, they were lazy, and this was why they remained poor. She believed that everyone should work hard for their money. This was how she trained Chloe with such a mentality. This was the reason Choe did not have any regard for the poor. She had always thought that it was their fault that they were poor. She believed that if they had worked harder they would be ri
DAMIEN. After parking my car, I walked over to the doctor’s office as he had sent a nurse to call me over to his office. He wanted to tell me things about Grandma. I didn't know why I had been avoiding going to see her. I was scared of what she would say. The questions that I had to ask her, I didn't know what her answer would be. I didn't want her to tell me she knew she was my mother all along but then she watched me struggle. It would break my heart. Maybe she didn't long for me as much as I did her. Getting to the doctor’s office, he got to his feet and then bowed to me out of respect for me. I went and sat before him and then he picked a file that had grandma's name on it. He went through the file and then I saw his eyes round. He raised his head back to me with a disapproving look. “What is wrong?” I asked. “Well,” he paused and then swallowed. “The files state that she has amnesia right now which means she can't remember anything. She hit a major part of her head and th
CHLOE. If my death was going to make him happy then I was ready to die. I would gladly die for him to be happy. I was the one who made him lose his smile, it was just right that I would be the one to bring back that smile. He tightened his grip on my neck, and I shut my eyes to let it happen. Then his voice sounded, “If you think that I am going to give you the easy way out then you are lying to yourself!” He growled at my face and then let me go. “I am sorry.” I let out once more. “No, you are not sorry. You are poor and helpless. If you were still rich, you would still be prideful. The same person that you have always been. Don't make it seem like the apology is from your heart!” He growled at my face. I felt so much pain down to my feet. My eyes ached from so many tears. I felt nervous in the belly. I wish that he could see that I was telling the truth. I would never harm a person in that manner. I was proud and I spoke to people in harsh ways but then I would never hurt
ETHAN. Talking to Matilda about my mom only brought back the emotions that I had been keeping in. The death of my mom took a big toll on me. The only reason I became this way was because of the death of my mother. Things instantly changed in my life. Even in my sister’s life. The death of my mother really ended a lot of things in my life. It had been hard, very hard to get things done. I had to put all of my energy into work. I became a shadow of myself, someone that I didn't recognize anymore. I hated it so much. I didn't like that all I did was work. But then there was nothing that could keep me distracted better than work. I left Matilda at the pool and went to my sister’s room where she had died. I got into the room and the smell of disinfectant rushed to my nostrils. Grandma had cleaned the room thinking that it was going to help me move on. It didn't. I only used work to cover everything up. I used to work in self-defense. A distraction from the real thing. I became a c
CHLOE. I couldn't believe my ears. This had to be a misconception. How would I kill a person? A human? I couldn't have done that. I had pride, I wasn't an assassin. I raced through the rooms until I arrived at the kitchen where Grandma was in. She was stocking up the kitchen, food, and many more. I grabbed one of the apples because I suddenly started to crave one. I noticed that these days, I had been craving food I wouldn't normally eat. Irresistible hunger, I had to eat. If I didn't eat, I would become so angry and uncomfortable. These are the things that I had noticed and things that I did. “Grandma,” I called, washing the apple in the sink. She glanced at me, smiled, and looked back at the refrigerator. She was wearing a ground-length gown. It was more of a knitted wear. I couldn't help but question if she had knitted it herself. It looked very beautiful. “Grandma, I have a question,” I asked. “What question?” She asked me, stacking up the bottled water in its section.
CHLOE. I had been nauseous for days now, feeling irritated at the smell of anything. It had been tough doing anything in general. I have had so many difficulties getting my daily routine done. It had been hard and I knew that I had to tell Ethan about the baby already. Matilda had been around him all this while. She had been following him, everywhere he went she was always there. I knew I had to stop postponing telling him and do it as soon as possible so that we could make our decisions. Although I knew that he could never accept the baby. However, I couldn't have an abortion. It wasn't good for me. Mom had warned me never to get an abortion. At that time we were rich and she always warned me never to get an abortion. I knew the complications that came with abortions. I guess this was the reason my mom made me help around in the hospital back then. All of the things that I knew until this day, it was my mother who helped me and put me through all of it. My mother was my te
ChloeI was so upset that I turned on the bed over and over, not able to nap. I didn't also feel the need to get up. But then when it occurred to me that I could go and meet Grandma and ask her about the new girl and who she was to Ethan, I jumped instantly and went to the kitchen. Getting to the kitchen, I saw Grandma prepping the ingredients we were going to use in preparing the next meal. I went to her side and started to help her with the things that I could. “Do you need something?” She asked with it raising her head to me and then I nodded because I truly needed something from her. She must have noticed that I only came to the kitchen when I didn't have anything to do just to ask her some questions.“Uhm, maybe.” I raised my eyes and she gave me a knowing nod. She knew I wanted something from her yet she didn't act like I was disturbing her. She looked like she was ready to listen to me anytime and day. I loved this about Grandma even though the first time I came here, she did
CHLOE. Ethan told me to bring a drink for his visitor and to be very honest, I was upset that he had called me to bring a drink for the Matilda. Who was she to him? I still had that question roaming in my mind. I still wondered where she had come from and why she came here. What did she want? I listened to him and took the drunk to the hallway where he stayed to work sometimes. I saw her next to him, talking. She sat extremely close to him and I hated it. Why did she have to sit so close to him?I rolled my eyes and then set the tray before her. Her eyes were on me, she kept looking at me as if she knew me before today. Her eyes were on me the entire time while I was fuming with so much anger. I turned around and left the hallway, striding down the narrow way until I got to the stairs. I was so upset, to be honest. Why did he have to come here with her? He was always working so why did he have time to speak to her? Would she be staying here? Sleeping? I hope not. She should
CHLOE. Ethan kept staring at the new girl and she smiled back at him. There was a mutual feeling between them, as though they knew each other before today. I didn't like it. I didn't like that they knew each other. That Ethan looked at her like he knew her. He stared at her with a friendly gaze, I hated it. “Matilda.” He called her name once more. I disliked her name the instant he called her again. She smiled, the dimples on both sides of her cheeks pretty. I wouldn't lie, she was beautiful and with those natural dimples, she looked breathtaking. Ethan kept speaking to her and he completely lost interest in me and what I had to say.“Hi, Ethan,” Matilda said, her voice like that of a cat. I was certain that it wasn't her real voice and she was trying to impress him. “Chloe, I will speak to you later,” he said to me and then stretched his hand toward the devil in the devil’s dress. She wore a mini gown which barely covered her entire thigh. Certainly, she was trying to seduce him, t
CHLOE. My eyes went wide and I looked around the room. It was different. I didn't know the room until I came back to my senses and remembered that I had collapsed onto the floor. My mother had a hiccup, her chest rising and falling. And then I collapsed out of shock. I ran my hand over my face, trying to sit up on the bed. At the same time, the door was pushed back and then a nurse stepped into the room. She had a bowl with her which had some syringes and drugs. “Am I good to go?” I asked, trying to sit up and then remove the drip worked into my skin. It hurts. “Oh, yes but I have to give you some antibiotics for the baby,” she said nonchalantly and then dropped the pan next to my bed. My eyes went wide, so wide, it almost took over all of my face. What baby?“Uhm, I think you made a mistake,” I said. “Mistake? Are you not Chloe Hathway?” She asked. That was my name. “Yes,” I said. “Good. You are one month pregnant, that was the reason you passed out,” she answered. My left