“Congratulations, Ms. Penelope Fords.” The board members erupted in a series of congratulations. She had been voted as the new CEO for Ford Company and all affiliate companies.The new reached Stanley Ford and he was beyond livid. The woman took the one thing that he hoped would still be his if he was granted bail. But his court judgement had been life sentence till death without any chance of parole.It was at that moment that a foreign substance rolled down his cheeks. He didn’t bother catching it because he deserved all that had happened to him. He allowed himself to be driven with so much power, molesting women, blackmailing them and killing simply because he thought he could get away with it.In the end, Penelope Ford won. She provided the DNA evidence, sending Delilah and her daughters away. She didn’t take the house from them because she had no use for it. She, more than most people, understood what it felt like to have no roof over your heads.She wished she could be steel hea
“We are here, ma’am.” Penny is pulled out of her thoughts as the taxi driver announced their arrival at the destination. She stopped fiddling with the necklace her mom had given her on her sixth birthday.“Here.” She passed the taxi fare to the driver before alighting from the cab. She thought it best to stop a couple of blocks from the building where the gala was being held.‘I may have a job to do but I don’t want my face plastered everywhere on the newspapers and blogs. Those media vultures are always eager to broadcast other people’s misfortune while they guffaw to their banks.’ She thought internally.She fiddled with the sleeves of her black fur coat where she was adorning a silk red dress underneath with an open back and took multiple breaths in as I let them out.It was always chilly in the city of *** at nights so she was glad to have something to keep her warm. “It is show time, Penny!” I chid myself and started walking into another episode of the death traps I am strapped i
Mrs. Klein rushed over to where we were and called for me in her high pitched siren voice, throwing all the attention on me.What is with this woman?“Look at you! I haven’t seen your handsome face in years since your wife passed away.” She boomed. As if her voice wasn’t loud enough.From his peripheral view, Killian can see Penny watching the drama with rapt attention.This is the moment right here. The one everyone seems to have been waiting for as the hall is now pin-drop silent. It is the first time in two years since I have been to any event in the society.Two years since Hannah died in the helicopter crash. They all want to see and know how I am doing but no one dared to drive up to the manor and ask. This is where they want to get their juicy gossip.“Shall we have this dance, honey?” The woman next to me asked him sickly sweet. Penny. Her sultry voice pulled him out of the trance he was briefly in.It has been long since he has physically been in any of those functions.The r
Penny had experienced many confrontation regarding her job but it was the first time that a client had prioritized her safety.The woman drew in a sharp breath seeing his action, “Bastard! You have some nerve bringing another woman to her foundation.” She bellowed, panting after spewing her words. Her body continued to shake furiously.“Are you done?” Killian asked calmly.The woman widened her gaze at his response and moved her right hand.Unflinching, Killian continued in a threatening and dark voice, “I dare you, Vivian.”Even Penny was shaken. His words clearly communicated that no one dared to make a move against Killian King.The woman he called Vivian paused her hand in mid-air. “This foundation belongs to me as well. I have steered clear of it for so long, out of respect for her.”“Not anymore. No one gets to tell me what to do.” The woman gulped, cowered away from Killian as he walked closer to her. “Not even you.” He whispered menacingly in her ears.He signaled to some men
“Why hasn’t she said anything?” Killian asked coldly while standing in his study in the manor. “Does she suddenly have morals to reject the offer?” He continued with a sneer. “Killian. It has only been twelve hours. You won’t pressure her into accepting, will you?” Freddy inquired. Killian snapped his gaze at him, making Freddy quickly look away from him. They might have been friends for so long but he knew how short tempered he could be. “This is all your fault. Any creature with a womb will leap at the opportunity of a hundred million dollars! But you just had to insist on her, didn’t you?” Killian glared at him as he walked to his seat behind the mahogany table. Will she really toss the opportunity away? From what I have been told, she needs money to save his brother.’ Killian thought to himself. Maybe she couldn’t be bought with money like she truly said. But Killian refused to be proven wrong. No one on earth wouldn’t tremble and fall for the temptation of money. “I will ca
For a second, Killian thought Penny’s eyes would budge out of her eye sockets.Then, a look of disdain followed.“Cain, you wanted to see me.” Penny said as she passed by me and pretended not to see me.Her nerve!“Ms. Winters.” Freddy called out to her. He had been by my side the whole time. Penny snapped her gaze and looked at Freddy.Her expression changed to a delightful one in a lightning speed.“Ridiculous.” Killian sneered into the air. Still, she pretended not to see him and embraced Freddy right in front of me.’Her actions seem spiteful.“Mr. Luther! You are here!” She exclaimed strangely sincerely.Freddy answered with the same enthusiasm, “Yes, I am.” Killian cleared his throat. “I am with Killian.” He quickly corrected.“Nice seeing you, Mr. Luther.” Penny said and still refused to acknowledge Killian. Killian glared in her direction.Penny could feel his gaze boring into her skull. Unable to shake it off, she turned around with a glare of her own, “What do you want, Mr.
“Girl, your phone has been ringing non-stop. Are you gonn’ answer it or not?” Betsy said, eyeing her phone on the side as she flipped the pancakes expertly.Penny turned to look at the caller ID. It said Drew, once again. She ignored it like she had been doing for his previous calls and continued mixing the batter for the pancake. “I bet he will stop soon when he doesn’t hear from me after a couple more calls.”“You ever gonn’ tell me what’s going on?” Betsy protruded with her southern accent, hoping to get answers.“What is going on right now is that the pancakes are gonn’ get burnt.” Penny responded, imitating Betsy’s accent.“Oh shit!” Betsy quickly took the pancakes out.Penny furrowed her eyebrows. “Language, Betsy! There are kids around for Pete’s sake.”Betsy waived her hand dismissively, “Like they haven’t heard worst around here? Lily and the grocery truck driver were hitting it a couple nights ago.” Betsy said, laughing. “These kids will turn out just fine.” She added.Betsy
The figure pulled the hood back to reveal Drew. He pulled Penny into a hug.Penny felt uncomfortable hugging Drew so she pushed him away slightly but he refused to let go completely.“How did you find me?” Penny asked, concerned.“You wouldn’t answer my calls. Had to come here because you love your volunteering.” Drew explained, quoting the last word with his fingers.“What do you want, Drew?” Penny asked, ready to get it over with.Drew grinned while holding her hand, “Come on, Babe. Still mad at me?”Penny gave no response. “Hey, it was just that one time. You have to forgive me. I wanted you, Penny but you never cared give me what I want. Now, we can fix that.” Drew said.“Drew. I don’t give a damn about what you want, okay? If you are done, get the hell out of here and never come back.” Penny retorted, feeling disgusted with his excuse.“No, babe.” Drew refused with a shake of his head. “I held out for 3 years. You owe it to me.” His hold on her wrist tightened.“I owe you nothing
“Congratulations, Ms. Penelope Fords.” The board members erupted in a series of congratulations. She had been voted as the new CEO for Ford Company and all affiliate companies.The new reached Stanley Ford and he was beyond livid. The woman took the one thing that he hoped would still be his if he was granted bail. But his court judgement had been life sentence till death without any chance of parole.It was at that moment that a foreign substance rolled down his cheeks. He didn’t bother catching it because he deserved all that had happened to him. He allowed himself to be driven with so much power, molesting women, blackmailing them and killing simply because he thought he could get away with it.In the end, Penelope Ford won. She provided the DNA evidence, sending Delilah and her daughters away. She didn’t take the house from them because she had no use for it. She, more than most people, understood what it felt like to have no roof over your heads.She wished she could be steel hea
“Max! Fran! Come out!” Penelope screamed at the top of her lungs, wondering where they had hidden. It was their moving day. The boxes had been tapped, packed and waiting for the moving truck.She tried again and went to the back exit to look for them. The kids were testing her patience lately. They had ben rebelling against her since she mentioned that they would be moving to the city. But Max had given her a condition- to move in with Killian.They wanted to spend as much time with her and Killian as well. The thought stressed her out because it further added more pressure on her decision making.“Come on, Max! Fran!” She called outside and was on the verge of giving up when she heard some movement nearby. There was a store room where she kept the supplies.“Max? Come out here!” She ordered sternly. He came out in slow steps with Fran in tow.“Really? Both of you are unbelievable. I am the parent here! As much as I allow you some freedom doesn’t mean you should undermine my authoriti
Revenge never felt this sweet and bittersweet.It had been a couple of days since Jared King trended for the fraud he was. His doctor who forged a report of his ailment had his license revoked as well. So, yeah… Revenge tour was bittersweet as many people lost their jobs, sources of income all to rebuild a system that had fallen into the hands of power-drunk men.Penelope took it upon herself to visit some people before she returned to the countryside. One of those people was Nathan Hoffman.“You have a visitor.” She heard his PA relay to him.“Was there an appointment?” She heard him ask in a tired voice. Her heart bled for him. She imagined the PA shook her head when she heard no response. “Let them in.” He gave his permission.Penelope waited for the PA to come out to accompany her in.“Nathan.” She called as soon as she set foot into his office. He raised his head slowly. A glimmer of light shined in his eyes at the appearance of Penelope.“Penny.” He whispered, almost disbelievi
His eyes looked like they had seen a ghost. He was right. Everything he held dearly would soon become a ghost of his imagination. "T-thank you all for spending today with this old man." He concluded his speech and left the center stage. People began laughing, smiling and toasting to him. A clip played in the background for everyone to see. It was a collage of photos with music attached to it. Stanley smiled so much, his cheeks burned. Slowly, the pictures turned from pictures of his to pictures of the bruises he afflicted on Lola. Everyone gasped at the gory pictures, covering their mouths at the sheer horror of those images. Soon after, names from the black lists were called. Several funds of the government that was diverted. Stanley gasped, shaking his head disbelievingly. "No! None of this is true." He tried to plead with his guests who had adored him some minutes ago, now turned their backs on him.No one listened. People started to leave the parties because soon after, siren
"What have we got?" Killian asked.Boyles held a cigar in between his lips as he took a deep long drag."A lot. Depends on where you want us start." He spoke after putting the smoke in the air. His feet casually crossed over each other on her work desk. She had a study in a makeshift basement.It was no news that Boyles knew about where she was, even though she never revealed where she was writing from in any of her letters.He was the one that anonymously tipped Killian about her whereabouts. They knew because he confessed the minute he set foot into her household, right before plumping into the chair in front of her desk.He was always an enigma thag no one could decipher."His offshore accounts. We must look into it. Several events had been hosted, especially art works which we know he couldn't give the middle finger about. Most of them are usually sent to another location." Killian inquired, looking at the spread papers and files before him."I will have my men on it. I got you an
Penelope woke up to the light streaming down softly on her face. She groaned a little due to the sudden intrusion on her vision she opens her eyes.She adjusted her position and met a wall behind her. Her hand darted to the back to feign the object."Careful, love. Unless you want to stir him awake for another round. I don't mind, though." His voice vibrated against her neck, turning on very early in the morning.She bit her lips and retracted her hand. As tempting as his offer was, she couldn't even summon the strength. The previous night was a tryst that left her moaning her lungs out and causing her to be sore down there.If she somehow made it out of her bed, she would claim victory. The night was sweet, slow and rough. Everything she wanted and desired. She clamper he thighs shut while reminiscing."Talk to me. What are you thinking about?" Killian asked, slipping his hand around her waist and pulled her flush to his front, not condoning any space between them. He let out a sigh
Killian didn’t hold back on having fun with Max and Fran, especially not on his Black Gold credit card. But he didn’t mind. Anything to see the joy on their faces, he was willing and ready to do it.Sometime in the evening after having lunch with the kids, Max asked, “Okay, Dad. Why are you sulking? Don’t you like spending time with us?” Max inquired, dumping his fries on the plate and meeting his gaze.He turned away from the view of the buzzling locals outside the window, “Of course, I want to spend all the time I can get with you.” He spoke defensively.The two arched a brow, “Then, why are you sulking?” Max asked again.“I am not sulking.” He answered with a scowl on his face.Max and Fran leaned back at the same time, seemingly choreographed before concluding. “Sulking!”Killian let out a sigh.“Come on. Talk to us.” Fran spoke this time. She pushed her food away, grabbed the napkin to clean her hands and crossed her arms, expectantly.Max leaned back into his seat, waiting as we
“Stay in here and don’t leave the car, Penny.” John warned sternly, debating on whether he should turn back home because of the danger he might be putting his daughter in. Evelyn would have his head if she found out about it.She had warned him against it but didn’t listen to her. How could he? The only opportunity he had to save his dying wife, not taking it would mean losing her to that bastard disease that was eating her up from the inside.All he wanted to do was take his wife’s pain away. The society shouldn’t fault a man for the means he takes.In quiet strides, he went into the building with his hands tucked inside both his pockets. Occasionally, he would look behind him, straining his neck to check the car to see if anyone was near it.After some minutes, gunshot was heard, startling Penelope where she sat. her heart raced as she looked around, wondering where her father was.The kite was in her hold when she poked her head out of the window, looking into the darkness that ove
She looked down at their joined hands and looked back up at Killian. “One step at a time, remember?” She spoke and pulled her hand out of his. “The children are far more important right now.” She added and stood up from the couch. “Goodnight, Killian.” She whispered the last part.“Goodnight, Penelope.” He spoke in a low voice, feeling dejected at her rejection. Although, he half expected it but it didn’t lessen the ache he felt in his heart. He grabbed the comforter nearby and used it to cover himself after taking minimal clothing pieces off. That had been his bed for the past few days.The thought made him chuckle. How could a billionaire squeeze his length into a couch for days? Ms. Flores would have aneurysms if she ever saw him in that uncomfortable position. His bed was much more comfortable than the hard couch. He wondered why Penelope didn’t buy a more comfortable one when she easily could.Think of this as a means to an end, he tried to comfort himself internally.Just when h