Elena woke up and she glanced at the watch on her right wrist, it was seven thirty in the morning. She yawned, stretched out and got up, realized someone should have brought her to the bedroom. She couldn’t remember anything after she spent one glass and half of wine. “Good morning, Miss Elena. What do you want to have as your breakfast?” The chef greeted her as she walked through the kitchen after taking a tour around the spacious, large yacht with five decks and two luxurious bedroom, three standard rooms for the crews. She had freshen up with a hot water showers in a modern bathroom her room provided. That morning, she got a pair of jeans short pants and a yellow casual shirt that she found from the wardrobe. Elena rubbed her head, looked at the chef and smiled, “Anything you cook and serve, I am going to eat it.” The chef giggled hearing her words. “You’re so funny. But don’t worry I’ll do the best I could to make your stomach smile.” Elena nodded and left the che
Edward entered the lounge, he wiped off his arms with a clean towel the steward of the yacht had given him.He wiped his face and realized, looked a bit surprised to see Edward and Elena were talking in the lounge room.Emir beamed at Elena as she appeared having a quite frowned face. ‘Did they argue about something?’Then, he turned his eyes at the young man who wearing white sleeveless shirt and blue pants with some beachy waves motifs.The young man shifted his sitting pose, turned away from her at the time he knew Emir arrived.Elena looked away when Edward was staring at her, and he clumsily smirked at Emir.“Hello, Edward.” Emir greeted him and gave the towel to the steward again.“I haven’t got any breakfast, will you come with me?” He combed his half wet gray shaded hair with fingers, melted the situation and saved the young man from awkwardness. After a few seconds, he saw the frowning not getting vanished on Elena’s face.‘When she frowned her face like that, I re
Curtis scoffed, he seemed envious to read the headline. ‘Edward’s new girlfriend?’ He flipped over the pages. The picture on the magazine cover showed Edward Philippe put his hand on a waist of a young woman. His wife, Susan, was busy to sort her jewelries and some accessories. She was taking a couch to sit on, near him, it seemed she tried to catch his attention. “Honey, don’t you hear a rumor about Edward?” She turned her head around, paused picking up some earrings to match up with her night dress for the gala dinner that night. She looked away when Curtis threw the magazine on the couch next to her. “What you know about it?” he stared at his wife. Susan smirked. “He’s dating a model, Emma Smithson. She used to be a girl friend of Gabrièl Pinot.” Curtis turned his head to his wife, he spread out his arms on the couch. “Who is he?” “The owner of one of the famous womenswear around the world.” His wife stopped picking up the accessories and she showed him the one
Edward stopped drinking, his eyes were widened gazing at the screen of the television.There was another breaking news presented on the screen, Susan Montegro was caught by a reporter to clarify her husband’s love scandal.‘Damn, after me and Emma Smithson with the involvement of the old guy, Gabrièl Pinot.’ Edward scoffed. ‘Now another crap rumors…’ he thought.“Fred Tiger and Irène Belle?” He blinked his eyes as curiosity attacked his brain, nobody heard about the rumor before and he looked at Emir. ‘We all know about who is Fred Tiger but we only suspect all the scandals because they all were proven only rumors or irresponsible issue. But now the public eyes were opened with the factual facts, his picture half naked with Irène who covered by blanket inside a room. The picture zoomed the floor indicated there was an used protection thrown away.’Edward sucked an amount of air, his broad chest heaved up and down as he sighed.The dishes was half emptied left on his plate. “H
Chapter 78Winding Up The Past“Sorry, I need to answer my phone.” Edward stood up from his chair, he was followed by the cold stare of Elena.Emir sighed, turned his head to Edward then he backed his look at the young woman in his side. “Would you like to have a dessert?”Elena sucked a deep breath then shaking her head. “I can’t eat another bites.”He nodded and watched the back of Edward walking away from the place. He could capture by his ears the intense tone coming from the young man. He saw Elena kept watching Edward in cautiousness. ‘I see a spark between love and jealousy in her eyes.’Emir beamed, and took a sigh.“What do you think about him?” he asked in his heavy voice.Elena gulped as she never expected to get that such question. “What you mean?” she put her hand to grip the glass stem on the table quietly. She rubbed the bowl of the glass with her thumb. She looked away.“You like him?”His question made her cleared her throat and clumsily took a sip of
Elena just got off from her sporty motor when Kania came off from her Maserati black car.She didn’t notice Kania and her two friends coming to her campus, parked their luxurious car there. They were successfully attracting most students attentions in the sight of luxury and their beautiful but hot stuffs they were wearing, appearing so snatched.As she was busy to take off her helmet, unzipped her leathered jacket and saw some students were waving at her, some even greeted her by name.She waved back at them and she was curious as she passed around the surroundings.‘Why y’all seem so nice? Don’t you have something for lunch meals that change y’all attention to me? Like I am a best baddie in this campus.’She rubbed her nose, wanted to giggle as something absurd happening. She got startled to see those students’ reactions.‘Gosh…people y’all so funny and stunning.’She pulled out her leathered gloves and wasn’t aware that Kania staring at her in the front of her car door.The
Emir was holding two small plastic bags with some human hair strands inside. One bag contained his hair strands and the other one was Elena’s hair strands.He sighed and remembered the steward got Elena’s hair from her room where she stayed in his yacht. The steward had picked her hair up, as Emir told him, some hair from her pillow and the comb she used. The steward handed it to Emir after Elena went down from the yacht.That evening, Craig was sitting in the chair, in front of his working desk. He looked at Emir and waited for next instructions.“Please do some DNA tests from these two plastic bags.” He gave the bags to Craig and looked at him. “Importantly, I don’t like to let the cat out of the bag. And one thing you must know all the mouths should be sealed. It’s confidential. You know that!” he pointed his pen in hand to the young man and reminded Craig about the importance of confidentiality in his case. “Keep it away from any journalists, crappy entertainment gossips an
Johnny took a deep stare at Gabrièl Pinot. They were taking a lunch time at a restaurant, part of exclusive club.“I am glad my models having positive comments about the products. They say you understand the women better than themselves.” He grinned, rubbed his chin to find the man reacted to his compliments. Johnny’s agency under ‘Fame and Rage’ had been contracted to make showbiz for women wear of Gabrièl Pinot’s fashion products.Gabrièl Pinot, that afternoon, came to Johnny’s invitation. Wearing his casual outfits and his nearly bald hair was styled striking backward, appeared so shiny.“Women, mostly they are too busy for understanding their beautiful curves. God had carved women with specific details like engineer sees a mechanical structures of a machine.” He replied and giggled.Johnny grinned and swept his sight to the surroundings. His eyes were widened as he hit his eyes with someone he knew very well, Emir Drake and Elena Rouge! They were entering the restaurant.He pulled