Edward dragged the chair, he gave Belinda Jay a space to sit on it.They met at a resort as Belinda arranged for them. It was a place with a quiet but beautiful white sand beach.“You look wonderful.” He smiled and seated himself in front of her. They were going to have a dinner at restaurant belonged to the resort.Belinda smiled, she swayed her hand. “Thank you.” She looked around and saw a waiter coming to approach their table.He served their order and poured the best wine into their glasses.Edward sighed and grinned clumsily.They had dinner and Belinda looked so excited as Edward asked her to take a fresh air after they finished having dinner.“I think the night is amazing.” Belinda tilted her head, she watched the sky and inhaled.The night breezes blew quite chilling. Belinda looked quite shivering as she was wearing a night dress quite sheer with the black color.Edward inhaled. “Yeah.” He crossed his arms.Belinda beamed and stared at him before she leaned her on
Edward looked so coming into his edge as Elena came out from the house. He exhaled, he felt some butterflies were dancing in his stomach.Granny looked at him and gave him a support as she rubbed his back warmly. Grandpa and his dad were attending and talking with Emir Drake. Curtis Falcon was there with his wife, after he spent a long haul of finding out Dante’s manipulative games that he wasn’t the father of the child his mistress had. He was glad that his wife could carry his seed eventually, though it was a long process of advance medical technology, what people called In vitro fertilization.Bernard patted his arm and whispered in his ear. “She looks pretty, Boss.”At the moment, Elena wore a floral dress with her braided hair decorated by some flowers. Edward was wrapped in his black suits and they were holding each other hands.They were going to announce their engagement.Edward sighed as he put a diamond ring on Elena’s finger.Jane Dovey was watching the moment. Sh
Prologue My name is Elena Rouge…I am an ordinary woman, what people don’t know about me is who truly I am…They think that I am a reserved woman, a little bit shy or awkward…some people think about it but I always sneer at them and try to shut their underestimate stare at me down with ‘whatever you think...’. They never thought that they would ever find me clubbing or partying at night…but they never knew who would be my next target (laughing inside). I was a professional killer…not a bloody killer but I did reveal what people think their hidden secrets were safe…whenever my boss asked me to do some orders that he got from his clients…The public will make a silent murder to all of my targets (smiling on her lips) but ordinary people think I am a common woman who is desperately lonely and avoids any bigger social life…I am glad that they think like that… “Elena?” A guy with glasses and beautiful green eyes stood in her sight. His index was pointing at her then, he turned his finger t
Elena strode her steps to the elevator and she pushed the button number five. She was the only person who that elevator directly and privately taking her to the fifth floor of that skyscraper building. The elevator door slid open and the company tag on the glass window stand with some classy mosaic ornaments but esthetical captured her eyes, ‘Rage and Fame’ agency. She pushed the door of the office and looked around where some beautiful girls and chic men were taking part in some photo sessions. Some of them were waiting for the audition shot. She saw Johny, her boss, sitting on a long sofa with Jeanette, a senior manager for the agency and one of the other women who liked to stare at her with squinting eyes from her head to toes, for any perspectives of fashion that Jeanette could draw, from Elena’s taste in fashion. The best that Elena could do to respond to it, was just to walk away and ignore their perspectives on Elena’s fashion taste or style since those perspectives sounded
“That’s James Stone, Mr. Edward!” Bernard whispered in Edward Phillipe’s ear. They were coming into the lounge hall where there were two men seemed to have waited for them both. Both Edward and Bernard were walking to the lounge hall of a hotel where James Stone and his marketing team were shooting for their new product launch, snacks for snacking time for the teenagers. Edward glanced at the banner that the marketing span at the corner of the hall, ‘a crunchy, healthy, fast satiating with affordable price to reduce your consumptive number of calories’ was the voice of the marketing banner they spanned along the hall. He snorted and covered his mouth with his backhand as he cleared his throat. The man with some blink-blink accessories was sitting on the couch, his fashion reminded Edward of a rapper singer with some white luxurious golden accessories, he had strawberry-coloured hair with some shaggy cut medium length for guys and the other young man with blonde coloured hair was wear
They arrived at the farming factory nearly lunchtime, one of the giant enterprises that Edward Phillipe managed. Edward came out from the car and he continued his steps to the factory’s canteen. “Lorraine and Hudson, it’s nearly lunchtime. You can back to the office, I and Bernard will stay overnight at this place. But before you leave, you can enjoy lunchtime and have a good meal in the factory’s canteen. Will you?” Edward stopped his steps and turned his back around to Lorraine, a woman who always accommodated his personal needs in daily activities as the owner of two giant businesses. The mid-forties in age woman had been working for Edward since he started his enterprise from zero, fifteen years before he got his grandparent’s inheritance of giant enterprises. Meanwhile, Hudson had worked for him as a personal driver for almost ten years. “How about tonight, Mr. Edward?” Lorraine looked at Edward. “I’m free tonight. I don’t have to come to any ceremonies or dinner invitations
"Tell me, how long have you been working for the Healthies90?" Bernard beamed at Clara after pouring the second glass of wine for the young woman. Clara bit her lower lip and peeked at Bernard. Bernard inhaled and sipped his wine as he ran his thought. 'Mr. Edward was right that this girl has thoughtful mind. I could see from her stare. I must anticipate her tricky minds with combination of her attractive attitudes.' "Five years." Clara sipped her wine. Her red lipstick remained on the tip of the glass as she silently rubbed it off with her thumb. The way she licked the remains of the wine on her lips looked so elegant but at the same point, what she did could emanate his imagination how naughty and wild she would be. Bernard rested his chin on his clenching fist and beamed at her. "Not surprisingly as I could figure out from your sparkling eyes talk anything about you..." He shook the glass in his hand and stirred the wine slowly. "James certainly figure out how potential you are
"Are you with her right now?" Edward Phillipe rose from his seat and walked to the porch. He glanced at his grandpa, Louis Phillipe who was on the wheelchair and accompanied by a personal nurse that Edward hired to take care his grandpa 24/7 while he was busy to manage his business. He kept his space in a few edges from them while he was on phone with Bernard. "Yes, Mr. Edward. I drove her to stay in the motel. She fell asleep before telling me where she's living." Edward bit his lips. "You sprayed her with the magic liquid that Ruth invented?" He dilated his pupils as he felt surprised and curious at the same time. He giggled as he covered his mouth with a hand. "My Gosh, make sure whether she fainted because of its smell or fell asleep, Bernard!" "I will, Mr. Edward. It seems that she fainted..." Bernard inhaled. He rested the face of Clara to the other side. He leaned her head on the opposite side from his driving position carefully as he intended not to awake her unintentional