Nodding their heads in satisfaction of seeing the high margin, prices, and high demand of the stocks, they smiled brightly. “After doing research about the current market value, its profit accumulating margin, and of course, the way football fans are going crazy about ‘Los De Mexer’, I thought it might be a good idea to add him to the list of our star football players! What do you all think?” I said, and they started whimpering among themselves. Then, one of them raised his hand to say something.“It's an excellent idea, president Chester! I believe it will increase the corporations' stock market!” A bald man in his late forties said.“Good! Yes, anyone else?” I asked, looking at them, and another, raised his hands.“Buying the Italian football player will make more people, especially his fans, to patronize the company's sporty channels which in turn will bring more profit to the corporation” A man in his late thirties, whose hair color seems to be naturally silver, said to the agre
“It was nice doing business with y'all!" I said, while putting the documents in a black briefcase. “The pleasure is ours, Chairman Chester! I must confess, it is a great honor to have you here personally with us! I thought you were going to send over your company's legal team!” A man in his late fifty, and who happens to be the president of Rowainland football Club, established fifteen years ago. The club has trained more football players than others, and recently, their football star ‘Los De Mexer’ has become a hot cake in the football sport world, hence my interest in buying it. Majority Football fans are normally into betting games, or making odds, on their favorite stars during football matches. And the cooperation is into sporty channels too… Just three years of Introducing this part of business into the company, it has yield more millions of dollars profits into the cooperation, thereby increasing our net worth in the business world. Currently, we have three football stars
What is wrong with him?" I asked Mrs Abigail, the house caretaker. “The doctor said, it's stage two cancer!” She said looking sad. “Stage two cancer? Well! It's not serious yet!” I said, and she turned to gasp at me in horror. “Alexandria! What is wrong with you? That is a nasty word to say about your own father, young lady!” She yelled at me, but I just blinked my eyes at her. Surprised to see her reacting this way. “Let her be, Mrs Abigail! I really own her alot…!” My dad said, avoiding my eyes. Shifting uncomfortably on the bed, Mrs Abigail quickly helped him to adjust his head better on the pillows, before turning to glare at me. “No, sir! No matter what you did in the past, she still needs to pay attention to your health now, at least as your daughter!” Mrs Abigail said, and I tried not to smirk at her. “It's alright, Mrs Abigail!” My dad said, before coughing slightly. Quickly she rushes off to get him a glass of water. “She is good! Or are you fucking her too?” I said
“Yeah, it's nothing much! Do you have a spare tyre in the booth?” “Let me check, darling!” She said and then the booth slowly opened up after she pressed something inside the car. Quickly I set to work, which attracted some people watching me from a distance. “It's done, ma'am!” I said, dusting my dirty palm together. “My goodness! You are such a sweet, hardworking girl and very pretty too! Thank you, darling!” She said, while opening an exquisite square shaped black purse to take out something. “It's nothing, ma'am! I happened to learn a few things about faulty cars from my mom!” I said. “Wow! It is rare to see young ladies with kindness like you, dear! Please accept this from me!” She said, sticking wads of dollar notes into my palm. “Please ma'am! You don't need to!" I said, feeling embarrassed. "I insist, darling! It's nothing! Just something for some wraps of chocolate. I wanted to resist but her gentle smile made me accept it. “And I would love to see you again, do you
“Thank you! So, ummm…how are you doing?” He asked after some seconds of driving. “Fine, as you can see!” “You stopped attending lectures or what? I haven't seen you around lately!” He said, but I kept mute. He looked at my blank face briefly, and then continued talking. “My ex-girlfriend and i, made up after that night in Doxy club, only for me to caught her being fucked by my bestfriend! I knew that coming back was a mistake because, I have been getting hints of the two of them together for a long time, but I just pretended to turn a blind eye to it. So, we are not together anymore! And you know? I have been very busy with my team, preparing for the national basketball games for this year. So I haven't had time for dating someone recently” He kept on boring me with his talks, and I am wondering where the many talks is actually leading to! "Alex, I was wondering.. ummm… I was wondering if you…you have…maybe changed your mind concerning us?” He stutters, his hand almost turning wh
Yeah, this is so good! I can feel my squirt coming up now! Yeah, goodness! I am almost there! I moan when the sweet sensation shoots through my body. “Fucking sweet! Gush, I am cumming!” He said, and I tried to pull out immediately but he held me tightly to himself. Making sure, his hot seeds poured inside of me. Feeling pissed by his action, I stood up immediately, dressed up while he zipped up his trousers. “What the fuck was that for?” I yelled at him. “I am so sorry, Alex! I don't know what came over me!” He said, pleading with his eyes. “Dude, just start the car already!” I said, still angry. Ten minutes later, he parked at the front of my apartment and without saying a word, I got out of the car, opened my apartment door, and entered the house. After ensuring that he was gone, I came out, and walked straight to the pharmacy store, four poles away from my house. “This won't happen again! Fred, is definitely insane!” I said, making up my mind to stay away from the crazy lo
Looking at the screaming men wanting to have a taste of her, I suddenly felt the urge to stop her from going further, or push out the crazy, looking, sexually starved men out of the platform. I felt the sudden urge to protect her from the hungry looks of the clubbers, and I wonder why strippers have to put on little clothes. Sensing my mood, Daniel turned to look at me for the third time. “Dude, are you okay?” he asked but I kept mute, my eyes fixed on her body. “I don't want any man googling at her body!” I said absentmindedly only to realize my mistake, and saw Daniel smirking at me. “Oh! You mean, her?" He asked with a smug smile. "Who else?" I mumbled under my breath, wondering why I had to say something like that out loud. Immediately, the pole was replaced with a stool and she started a slow sensual twerking on the top to my annoyance. “Wow! This is crazy!” Daniel exclaimed loudly, and I turned to glare at him. “Relax dude, she is just a stripper!” He said, laughing at
“What is the offer about?" I asked him, curious to know more.“Relax, princess!” He said, and I got irritated by his repeated use of princess.“Alright! Let's get this straight! Ain't no princess! So I will appreciate it if you don't call me that again” I said, frowning my face.“As you wish, SexyRed!” He said, raising his hands up as a sign of surrender.“Alright, what is your offer?” “Well…my friend's business is in need of an assistant and I would like you to work with him” He said, carefully weighing each words. Leaning towards me a little bit, he paused to hear my response.“Why me? And what kind of business do your friend operate?”“First of all, it's a legit company, not some kind of mafia business or that kind, so relax. Secondly, you don't belong here, SexyRed! I have been here twice, and I have watched how well coordinated you are! You are smart and intelligent and it's a waste here. If you work for him, your pay is attractive and accomodation is also guaranteed” He said a
Chester’s mind raced as he and Liam sat at the front of the sleek black car, the streets of New York blurred outside the windows. The tension between them was palpable, the quiet hum of the engine barely cutting through the weight of the situation. "I can't afford to alert Madeline," Chester said quietly, his gaze focused on the road ahead. "She’s playing this game too well. We have to keep everything under the radar. If she suspects we’re on to her, she might move Alex again." Liam nodded, his expression grim. "Agreed. We’ll use private investigators. They can follow the trail without raising any suspicion. No need for police, now. We need this to be clean." Chester clenched his fists. His frustration was barely contained. He didn’t care about anything else anymore. His world had become a desperate chase to find Alex, to bring her back from the nightmare she was in. Every second that passed without her made the reality of losing her even more real. --- Meanwhile, in a dark and s
The streets of New York blurred as cheater's car sped down the road. His mind raced faster than the car’s engine, his heart pounding in his chest. He was so close. Just a few more miles, and he’d finally be able to see Alex, to explain himself, to tell her how much he regretted everything. But the closer he got to Alex’s house written address, the more his unease grew. His phone buzzed in his pocket, breaking the silence that had settled over him during the long drive. He pulled over, his hands trembling slightly as he grabbed it. It was a text from Daniel: "Call me. Something’s wrong." Chester's stomach twisted. Without hesitation, he dialed Daniel’s number, the anticipation gnawing at him. “Chester,” Daniel’s voice came through the phone, urgent and clipped. “It’s Alex. She’s gone.” Chester's pulse spiked. “What do you mean, gone? Where the hell is she?” “Someone took her. We don’t know who or why, but they grabbed her and her son. No sign of a struggle, just—gone. The police a
As the evening wore on, the luxurious ballroom where Chester’s wedding was supposed to take place was now eerily quiet. The guests had scattered, and the only sound that remained was the faint rustling of fabric from Madeline’s mother and her family, who had tried to console the shattered woman in the wake of Chester's abrupt departure. Madeline, her face pale and tear-streaked, sat alone in a chair near the empty altar, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. The luxurious wedding gown that had once symbolized the beginning of a new life for her now felt like a suffocating shroud. Her mind raced with thoughts of betrayal and humiliation. She had spent so long trying to claw her way into Chester’s life, only for him to abandon her without a word. Her mother and the other family members kept trying to reach out to her, offering empty words of comfort. “He’ll come back around, darling,” her mother said gently, dabbing at Madeline’s tears with a lace handkerchief. “He has to. You’
The opulent venue was buzzing with excitement as the guests gathered, their eager whispers filling the air. The grand chandeliers cast a golden glow over the extravagant ballroom, and outside, the elite guests sipped champagne in a garden adorned with roses, basking in the spectacle of Chester's and Madeline’s wedding. Chester stood at the altar, a mere puppet of his family’s design. His chest tightened with every passing second. The distant clink of glasses and the murmured chatter of the crowd did little to drown out the chaotic thoughts racing through his mind. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t marry Madeline. As the officiant began the ceremony, Chester’s gaze flickered to Madeline, standing beside him with her flawless smile and eyes that glittered with triumph. But all he could think about was Alex—the woman he had loved, the woman he had lost. His heart slammed against his ribs, and his breath caught in his throat as a text message vibrated in his p
The weight of the news still hung heavily in the air as Alex watched the announcement unfold on the television screen. The buzz from the media, the socialites, and the world beyond seemed to intensify as the forced engagement between Chester and Madeline Brooks was broadcasted. The lavish wedding details began circulating—grand venues, designer dresses, and the promise of a high-profile ceremony to match the family's elite status. It felt surreal to Alex, who had once been that woman—caught in the whirlwind of Chester’s world, a world filled with promises and expectations. Yet, here she was, standing at the threshold of a new chapter, away from it all. Her son stirred in his crib, pulling her out of her thoughts. She smiled softly, walking over to him, watching as his tiny fingers reached up in his sleep. Despite everything—despite the confusion, the heartache, the betrayal—he was her miracle. And for him, she would build a future free from the past, free from the shadows of Leon a
Alex sat quietly in the park, the soft hum of the city around her, but her mind was far away. She glanced down at her son, his bright eyes reflecting the sunlight as he played with a small toy in his hands. He was the center of her world, and every decision she made from here on out would be for him. But there was something else. Something growing inside her—an uncertainty, a curiosity, a question that she had tried to ignore for so long. Could she open her heart again?... Liam had been there for her in a way that no one else had. He had never asked for anything, never pushed her to be someone she wasn’t. The more time she spent with him, the more she realized how much she appreciated his quiet strength, his kindness, and the ease with which he made her laugh. It wasn’t love yet, not the passionate kind she had shared with Leon, but it was something. Something she hadn’t felt in a long time... Liam had made it clear that he wasn’t ru
The weight of the announcement still hung heavily in Alex’s chest. She had tried to stay indifferent, but the image of Chester, standing next to Madeline, his expression distant yet resigned, kept haunting her. It wasn’t that she expected him to sit around pining for her, but seeing him so publicly move on, so easily, was more painful than she anticipated. As much as she told herself that it was for the best, that she was better off without him, there was always that nagging voice in the back of her mind. What if things could have been different? What if they hadn’t fallen apart the way they had? Could they have found a way back to each other? But that was in the past. And now, all that mattered was her son. He had her heart and soul, and Alex was determined to give him the best life possible. As she sat in the quiet of her apartment, holding her son close, she felt a stirring of something unexpected. It wasn’t just a feeling of longing for a man who no
Chester could hardly believe the words Madeline had spoken to him three weeks later! I'm Pregnant? The thought made his stomach churn. He hadn’t been careful, but the idea of her carrying his child seemed far-fetched, especially given the haze of alcohol and the drug she’d so deftly slipped into his system. But the truth, as twisted as it was, couldn’t be denied. He had no choice but to go through with a test, something he dreaded more than anything. --- The Next Day... Chester sat in the sterile, cold hospital room, his hands tightly clenched around the armrest of the chair. The results from the test were about to be revealed, and with every passing second, the knot in his stomach tightened further. Madeline sat across from him, her face a mask of feigned concern. She had been playing the role of the victim perfectly, looking so innocent, but Chester could see through the charade. Still, despite everything, there was a part of him that feared what the test might confirm. A nurse
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I sat at my desk, surrounded by files, photos, and addresses, my eyes bloodshot but sharp. For the first time in months, i wasn’t drowning in whiskey or self-pity. i had focus now — and it all pointed to one city. New York.... My private investigator had finally unearthed a clue, subtle but undeniable: a hospital record flagged under a different surname, but the birthdate and the emergency contact screamed Alex. It was the only real lead he’d had since she disappeared. Daniel walked in unannounced, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. “You look like hell, but for once you look alive.” I smirked slightly, the first real smile in ages. “I’m going to find her.” Daniel stepped closer, glancing at the spread of documents. “And when you do?” “I’m not letting her go,” I said flatly. “Not again.” But deep down, anxiety twisted in my chest. If Alex had hidden herself this well, it meant she didn’t want to be found. --- Meanwhile, across in another city..