CHLOE’S POV “Chloe. I won't lie to you, I'm not in love with you. ” I could still hear it in my thoughts as it taunted me. It broke me and shattered me into pieces. I knew there was no coming back from such a thing. My heart bled as I remembered not seeing any hesitation in his eyes as he uttered such cruel words. It was heartbreaking and I wished I never asked. Foolish me. I was so delusional by the thought that he must have had feelings for me considering how close we were, that I never thought it through. He really meant what he said when he stated that this relationship was just a no strings attached type. There was no way he would fall in love with me. Rue, also felt saddened for me but in her defense, I at least got to know his intentions. I was merely his sex tool and not someone he loved. But why? Why did he go through so much trouble in my past few days, just for me? It was something I tried to make sense of but still, nothing. If he didn’t love me as he had claim, why ri
Descending for dinner, a frown etching itself onto my face, I grappled with the unsettling news heard earlier. Alistair's impending marriage hit hard, a stark indication of his apparent disregard, never bothering to share this significant development. It just shows how much he never loved me but had pretended to like me.I could understand not being in love with me but why didn’t he inform me about it? He had no reason to hide it from me as we weren’t actually dating or anything like that. I was merely his tool for sexual pleasures and I was living under his mercy so he owed me nothing.Regret gnawed at me over tearing the card. Without questioning Alistair, I assumed his brother wanted it confidential. The urge to confront Alistair tugged at me, but I refrained, fearing it could backfire. Any mistake might lead him to lash out, endangering my mother's treatment.Sounds of clanking from the dining area signaled Alistair's presence. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw him eati
Alistair’s Pov Meticulously adjusting my tie before the dressing mirror, I briefly glanced at my reflection. The change in me was evident, but it wasn't a positive transformation; rather, it was a result of my grandfather's arrangements taking a toll on me. Unfortunately, I found myself in a situation where going against these arrangements would mean risking everything. The phone on the dressing table buzzed, and I cast a glance at it, seeing Jayden's name on the caller ID. Picking it up, I answered while walking towards the window. "Alistair, you need to come to the hospital, and fast," Jayden urged, his tone carrying an urgency that made my brows furrow. In that moment, thoughts of one person flooded my mind. "What happened?" I questioned, the hesitation in Jayden's response deepening my frown. Unable to contain my frustration, I yelled, "WHAT HAPPENED?!" "It's Chloe's mum," he finally responded, the anxiety evident in his tone. My heart raced as I braced myself for the worst wh
Sitting down there, I sighed as soon as she had gone out of the office. I sighed, realizing the gravity of my actions. What had I done? Rejecting her had likely shattered an opportunity, and now, I braced myself for the inevitable repercussions she would undoubtedly unleash upon me.Grandfather would undoubtedly be disappointed. This deal held immense potential gains for him, and it was regrettable that I became the chosen suitor. My brother would have been a more fitting match for her, yet there must be a valid reason for his exclusion.Similar to me, Grandfather had used my brother as leverage to secure wealth and alliances, and he was set to wed one of his friend's daughters. Strangely, my brother didn't seem opposed to the idea. In fact, he appeared to genuinely like the chosen girl, who, truth be told, was a striking beauty."Oh well, might as well hand over the company myself," I muttered, leaning back in the chair, the untouched cup of coffee sitting on the table.Appetite lost
Pouring out some wine for myself, I settled into the recliner, massaging my temples before downing the wine in one go. I hadn’t informed Chloe yet; facing her with this news would likely only breed resentment that could last a lifetime, something I couldn’t afford.Pouring another glass, I gulped down its contents and repeated the action five times until I felt a bit tipsy. The situation was becoming increasingly troublesome, and the absence of a call left me wondering about Amelie's actions. Had she informed her father, or worse, had something terrible occurred in the aftermath? The uncertainty fueled my restlessness.Snatching up the phone on the table, I dialed her number and waited. It rang, but instead of her picking up as expected, the call abruptly ended. She was avoiding my calls and showed no inclination to return them. I attempted to call her twelve times without success, regretting the words I had uttered to her at the office. The weight of the situation pressed down on me
A week laterCHLOE’S POV"Boss wishes to see you," a stoic-looking guard declared, but I met his gaze with a look of utter disgust.A full week had elapsed since the argument, and true to his words, I had been kept under lock and key during this period. Despite the relatively short duration, it felt like an entire year had passed. Moments of desperation overwhelmed me, prompting screams of agony and pleas to be set free, yet my cries fell on deaf ears as they callously ignored my pleas."To hell with your boss," I defiantly retorted. The guard approached with a displeased frown, and anticipating a stinging slap, I tightly shut my eyes. However, to my surprise, his rough hand gripped mine instead of delivering the expected blow."Stand up!" he bellowed, and I flinched at the command. Realizing any attempt to resist would be futile, I surrendered to the inevitable. Without resistance, he forcefully pulled me upright. "Now, move!" he ordered, propelling me forward with a sense of urgenc
The morning arrived, marked by the rhythmic sounds of footsteps that roused me from my slumber. I peeped to see Rue, gathering some worn clothes for laundry. A smile adorned her face when she noticed me, and I reciprocated the gesture before she walked out. I sat up, tossing the duvet aside, and stretched. Locating my footwear at the bed's edge, I slipped my feet into them and stood up. The urgency to prepare for departure lingered, prompting me to grab the crumpled black card I had discovered in the garden.The card was crumpled, but thankfully, the numbers were still discernible. I planned to sneak out when an opportunity presented itself or perhaps make a call to him, seeking assistance. Leaving the mansion without Alistair's knowledge seemed impossible, and I needed a careful strategy.Approaching the window, I pulled the curtains aside, my gaze scanning the surroundings. A raised brow signaled my surprise – Alistair's car was conspicuously absent from the premises. The possib
ALISTAIR’S POV“Here are your keys, sir,” an attendant spoke, handing me the keys to my hotel room. With a smile, he left, leaving me to settle on the plush bed.The flight journey had been notably lengthy, and I couldn’t help but wish I had a mansion in Alaska. Visiting this place wasn’t something I had anticipated, particularly due to its cold weather. My disdain for the cold, particularly winter, made me regret not considering this destination sooner.I seized a bottle of whiskey from the bar section of the room, pouring myself a generous glass. Fortunately, having reserved the finest room in the entire hotel, everything was tailored to my convenience.Alaska became my destination because of Amelie. According to her uncle and aunt, she had returned to the city. While I felt a sense of relief that she hadn't divulged our encounter, I couldn't help but wonder about her decision to leave. With the meeting scheduled for 4 pm today, a glance at my watch assured me that I had ample time
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s PovI caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background.I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace.It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me."Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a smi
CHLOE'S POVMy eyes were filled with bags from crying. Streaks of tears smeared on my cheeks as an evidence. My hands continuously tremble as I sat before the breakfast table, staring blankly at my coffee.My hair were dishevelled and even though Aspen as sent some attentants to give me a makeover, I had refused and chased them away. I was okay with the way I look and didn't want a make-up right at that moment.I was grieving and it was all thanks to Alistair. The only thought taht crossed my mind severally as I stared upon the bread knife that has dropped by the side of the mug, was killing Alistair and watching him die in his own pool of blood.Aspen as promised, had hidden me in one of his hotels. To make sure I was comfortable, he got me a phone and got a card prepared for me. He had assured me that the card had no tracking device in as he wasn't interested in wherever i went but I couldn't help but feel it was a lie.I had contemplated giving Kate a call but fought against it eve
CHLOE'S POVMy eyes were filled with bags from crying. Streaks of tears smeared on my cheeks as an evidence. My hands continuously tremble as I sat before the breakfast table, staring blankly at my coffee.My hair were dishevelled and even though Aspen as sent some attentants to give me a makeover, I had refused and chased them away. I was okay with the way I look and didn't want a make-up right at that moment.I was grieving and it was all thanks to Alistair. The only thought taht crossed my mind severally as I stared upon the bread knife that has dropped by the side of the mug, was killing Alistair and watching him die in his own pool of blood.Aspen as promised, had hidden me in one of his hotels. To make sure I was comfortable, he got me a phone and got a card prepared for me. He had assured me that the card had no tracking device in as he wasn't interested in wherever i went but I couldn't help but feel it was a lie.I had contemplated giving Kate a call but fought against it eve
Alistair’s Pov Amelie's uncle stood before me, a deep frown etched upon his face, his hands hidden behind his back. His disappointment was palpable, a silent rebuke for my recent display of disrespect towards Amelie and her family. I understood his reaction all too well. My actions had undoubtedly caused disappointment and strained relations within the family. It was still a surprise that grandfather had chosen not to include himself and simply stayed mute. While I was relieved that grandfather had refrained from intervening, a sense of unease lingered in the air. His threat loomed over me like a dark cloud, a reminder of the consequences of defying him. I wanted to believe that he would never carry out such a heinous act as harming Chloe, but I knew better than to underestimate him. grandfather was a man of his word, and his threats carried weight. He never made empty promises, and if pushed to the brink, he would not hesitate to follow through on his intentions. The unsettling
Alistair’s Pov Amelie's uncle stood before me, a deep frown etched upon his face, his hands hidden behind his back. His disappointment was palpable, a silent rebuke for my recent display of disrespect towards Amelie and her family. I understood his reaction all too well. My actions had undoubtedly caused disappointment and strained relations within the family. It was still a surprise that grandfather had chosen not to include himself and simply stayed mute. While I was relieved that grandfather had refrained from intervening, a sense of unease lingered in the air. His threat loomed over me like a dark cloud, a reminder of the consequences of defying him. I wanted to believe that he would never carry out such a heinous act as harming Chloe, but I knew better than to underestimate him. grandfather was a man of his word, and his threats carried weight. He never made empty promises, and if pushed to the brink, he would not hesitate to follow through on his intentions. The unsettling