She was 17 and in no way developed as a woman, so it was easy for him to look the other way. Plus, her face was caked with too much makeup, making her look like a donut covered with too much sugar. This was fine with him because the more reason he didn't need to look at her, meant he was clear of any sins, and he badly needed this job. Victoria tried her best to seduce him, but everything was fruitless. She was a client and a stepping stone he would use to be good at his job. If Andrew could manage this pint-size, demanding princess, then he could manage anything the security business would throw at him and his life. It was just one step toward achieving his goals. Five years, he gave himself that much time to save up and become somebody. When she couldn’t get him to pay attention to her, she turned to partying and her friends. This was more work for him because she kept disappearing at these so-called parties, leaving with her friends, that it became a game. How successful they woul
Victoria was ready to fall in love and to show her parents that she was serious about her life, she is now dating what they classify as a ‘normal guy.’ He was a regular guy from a middle-class family, the son of a soap manufacturing plant owner, very ambitious and driven. From the get-go the guy impressed her father, so he allowed them to be in a relationship. But he didn’t really love her, he wanted to be with her for business purposes only, having her in their family meant they would have the financial backing of her father’s bank to bankroll their business so they could push forward to upgrading their systems into the 21st century. The bank was hesitant to give them a bigger loan because they were not coming up with new innovations for their soap brand. Andrew overhears the guy talking to his friend that she was not putting out and was holding out on him. And because he was getting desperate to get the money to save their business, he planned to create a scandal, by drugging her an
After her first major heartbreak, Tory got inspired to come up with her own clothing line. Ever since design school, she’s been designing her own clothes anyway. Why not make them mainstream and sell them to whoever wants the clothes? Her friends had been supportive of her and worn several of her dresses to their parties, so she knew that these women were not joking when they said they liked it. They liked it enough to be caught dead in it, so that was a good sign.At home, they patted her head and said, ‘That’s nice, sweetie,’ when she told her family about her plans, but nothing was stopping her. Tory would not let their lackluster approval bring her down. The only people who were genuinely happy for her were her nanny, the maids she always talked to, and her bodyguard.She plunged herself into her designs. Drawing, erasing, re-d
The first week was hectic. Tory and her team came before Fashion Week was even in session, just so she could get a feel of the place, get her designs ready, and get her models fitted with her designs. Her family wanted to fly in her own models, but she didn’t want to be too extravagant and excessive, calling attention to herself. One thing they made her bring from home, aside from the staff and assistants, was her bodyguard, Andrew. She may be in another country where few people recognize her, and her life might not be in danger, but they still need her to take precautions. She was the only daughter of the Manchesters, and they could not jeopardize her safety. They wanted her to take two guards, but she insisted on one or none. Having two men follow her all the time would look suspicious. If she had only one, she could tell that he was her driver and that was more acceptable than security.Tory and h
Tory knew the minute she started getting sick. Not having her period the last 2 months was an indication of what was to come, but she ignored it, thinking maybe stress and going overseas, coming out with her own line was messing up with her hormones. But as she waited for the 2 minutes on her alarm, she knew deep in her heart what this meant, for her future and for Andrew.The last 3 months had been bliss, sneaking kisses every time no one looked. Having sex on any flat surface they could find, sitting, standing, laying down, in the backseat of his car, her car, it didn’t matter when or where they were, they just did it. They used a condom every time, but she had an inkling that she got pregnant the first time after Paris Fashion week, that special time they had together where everything was new, bare, and raw, was the day fate decided to mess them up.
Andrew was standing in the hallway listening in on their conversation. He tried to keep out of their sight when Avery ran to him and squealed, ‘Dada!’He scoops him up and apologizes. ‘The boy calls me that because there are no other male figureheads in this house,’ the lame excuse rolling off his tongue did not taste so good. He did not want to lie to his in-laws, but right now, they had no choice. Protecting their secret was at the top of their priorities. It was too early for them to venture out on their own, as he did not have enough saved to give them a comfortable life. The money he saved was good enough to open his business, and wish that everything would go well.‘Dada! Kiss! Kiss! Mama!’ the child chanted. Andrew whispers to the child, which made him giggle and scamper away from the adults.
It went downhill from there.‘Three years! You were under our roof for three years since she got pregnant, and you said nothing? This is treachery! Do you think now that I know you are the baby’s father, I would go willingly with it?’‘Tory, we’re going home.’‘No, father, we are in love.’‘Admit it, you seduced my daughter?’Andrew could not get a word in. His old boss was angry at him, and he understood, but he would never betray Tory and would rather take their wrath. The first rule he established was he would never break his wife’s trust, no matter what. They were in this life together.‘We hid it fr
After 2 years, Tory gave up. She could not stay with Andrew one minute longer. He had become verbally abusive, spouting nonsense every time she came home. He neglected his duties at home, which made Tory wonder if he was even really taking care of the baby or just letting him cry the whole time. So one more time, she comes to her parents, asking them to lift the ban on Andrew’s company so he could get out of his depression. Instead, they gave her an ultimatum, they would lift the ban and accept her back into the family provided she gave up her kid for adoption and never spoke of him ever again. She felt torn because she was not used to being in this situation, and not having support from Andrew was wearing her down. After her initial success, her company did not gain the needed boost to be a viable business. Slowly her sales declined, but what she did not kno
Peace had returned to their household, and everything felt right. Celine and Max traveled back and forth between San Diego and San Jose since Celine reconciled with her parents, and Max was getting to know his parents better. They were having fun riding Sebastian’s plane all the time. It was the perk of knowing a billionaire and being closely related to one. What they had really wasn’t a terrible deal, having 2 houses and a place to stay wherever they were. They didn’t even need to pack any outfits since there had closets full of clothes in both locations. The thing is, they couldn’t decide which place to choose, where to stay and which one to leave, and the more the couple got together, the more they wanted to settle somewhere, where it was just them, so they both agreed that Celine would join Clara’s company, SST and Max would find them a house to settle in, something they could call their own. Max was the first to separate from their group, but Celine did not want to live too far
‘I feel nervous as hell. We’ve done this a hundred times before, yet I feel like it’s our first time.’ Celine had been in the bathroom for the last half hour since the reception ended. She couldn’t enjoy the party because she kept thinking of what might happen tonight, resulting in frayed nerves and an empty stomach.Celine hesitantly left the bathroom. She knew prolonging the inevitable would only result in disaster. But the minute she walked into their honeymoon suite, the smell of fries and burgers invaded her senses.‘Hey babe, I ordered room service.’ Max greeted as he arranged the plates on the coffee table in front of the TV, as they always did when they were still dating and binge-watched one of their shows. ‘I saw you touched none of your food, so I ordered us some burger and fries. I figured
‘Do you know what really shocked me, aside from Raffy being my abductor? Is that when I woke up after he abducted me, his butler declared dad was on the phone.’‘Why was Raffy calling you dad?’‘I wanted to tell him you were in town because he kept calling the past few weeks and wanted to know when he could visit.’‘He said you approved of him as your son-in-law? How could you do that to me? You sold me to the devil, and he saw that as an excuse to do what he wanted with me.’ she looked at her father accusingly. Celine was so mad that her father had something to do with Raffy, thinking they had welcomed him into the family when Max was not.Celine and Clara’s parents, Nathan and Emelia Jacobs insisted on visiting afte
It took an hour for the couple to arrive at Sebastian’s house, and to expedite their travel, they were escorted by the motorcycle brigade to navigate and clear the traffic. Otherwise, with the congestion in the city it would have taken them a few hours to get home. By the time they got home, both sets of parents were present together with their siblings. ‘Max–’ ‘Celine–’ ‘We’re so–’ ‘You’re here!’ ‘I’m glad–’ ‘Are you–’ They all yelled excitedly, but Max ignored them and carried Celine directly to the bedroom. She tucked her head in his neck when she expressed she did not want to see anyone. And because she was more important than everybody else, he closed the door and drew her a bath. He wanted to help her relax and scrub all the terrible memories away. Get her clean so she could feel like herself again.Celine clung to him like a lost child would his mother, not wanting her husband to leave her even for one second. ‘Turn on the lights, please. They kept me in darkness most of the
Raffy laughed out loud as he watched the cops breaking into his mansion and finding nothing. ‘You idiots will never find me.’ He left his butler at the mansion to deal with the authorities as a taunt. He knew Max was more resilient than any regular husband, and could track him down faster than the police or the FBI could, so he had to take measures to cover his tracks.The house he was hiding in was purchased for the sole purpose of keeping his victims, like Celine. It wasn’t recorded in any of his financial books, or any of his aliases, and he figured it would take time before they find him, enough to carry out his plans and have sex with Celine. If she doesn’t cooperate, who knows what might happen? He might just do what he threatened her with, and tie her to the bed. He shook his head, remembering how the other women reciprocated his affection.
Celine pulled off all the pictures from the wall, every single one of them, and tore them up into little bits and pieces to satisfy her anger. The last piece that pushed her over the edge was a naked picture of her as she slept, with a hand squeezing her breast. She knows that Raffy probably had copies everywhere, but with Jeremy and Max’s help, they could erase all this embarrassing information from every computer, phone, and tablet Raffy might have them saved in.‘I’m so screwed.’ She cried while scrubbing her face with both hands. ‘Max will hate me for this. Fuck! Now I have to do what Raffy says or he’ll leak the pictures out. Oh, I don’t care. Fuck him! I won’t do anything I don’t want.’ she debated as she paced around the bedroom.‘Why do these assholes have to follow me all
‘Sebastian Colfer! Explain to me who this woman is with my sister?’ Clara barges into her husband’s office, at the same time, the security guard speaks. ‘Sir, there’s a person downstairs claiming his girlfriend never showed up to their date yesterday, and her phone shows she’s still in the building. We called her department, and they said she left early yesterday. What should I do?’‘Search the entire building and see if you can find her phone. Check the parking lot and see if her car is still downstairs. Maybe she ran away with another guy, who knows.’ Sebastian answered.‘What is it, sweetie? I did not get what you were asking.’ he focused on Clara and her laptop.‘This woman was in the elevator yesterday with my sister before she disapp
Celine lies back in bed and curses. ‘How am I going to get out of here if I don’t have clothes?’ So she started exploring Raffy’s bedroom, hoping to find something more decent to wear, when she noticed the pictures on the wall. ‘Fucking pervert!’ she exclaims.There she was, splattered on every surface of the room. Different sizes and images of her. One had her laughing, the other brushing her hair away from her face, and another of her eating. What bothered her more were the pictures of her in different states of undress. In one she was in a bath towel, another in her underwear, while the others had every outfit she has donned in the past year. She even had one in the lingerie she was wearing right now. The pose reminded her about that night she wanted to send Max a naughty video, to which he ended abruptly.
‘Yeah, but my sister, Clara, came… and I needed... You know what, it’s not important. I came by to get my car downstairs. I left it in the building.’‘Hey, tell me, isn’t the boss dating your sister? Is it true that they got married?’ she whispered while getting closer to Celine.‘Yeah, they did. It was a lovely ceremony. I helped plan it.’‘That’s a big ring you have on your finger. Rumor has it that you’re married as well.’‘Can you keep a secret? I got married in Vegas last weekend. Eeekkk…’ Celine said excitedly.May squealed, ‘Omg, are you serious? That is so unexpected. We knew you were dating but didn’t know it