Kylian's eyes scrutinized the ID cards intently as if the badges alone were insufficient evidence that the individuals before him were indeed members of the police force."What's this about?"Kylian had always been careful to avoid getting into any trouble with the law. He had always been a law-abiding citizen and had never gotten into trouble with the law. He didn't deal with drugs nor use them; neither was he into politics. He couldn't afford to have a criminal record, especially with his successful career at stake.He had worked hard to build his career, and the last thing he needed was to have his reputation tarnished by a visit to the police station. The thought of it made his stomach churn, and he couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong."Chloe Burton filed a charge against you, and we have a warrant for your arrest, sir."The police officers tried as much as possible to be gentle with him. He was Kylian Kincaid, a wealthy billionaire and the son of one of the most influent
Alejandro Navarro, famously known as Cassanova, was not a man to be trifled with. He was a notorious figure whose mere presence could strike fear in anyone. When his thick eyebrows furrowed and his face twisted into an expression of anger, his enemies knew that they were in grave danger and would never again see the light of day.The whirring sound of the chainsaw and the screams of Carlos Ortiz were drowned out by the partying sound downstairs."Estupido!" He held him steadily until the sharp, rough blades threatened to tear off his eye."Boss, please…por favor! Por Dios!""Por Dios!"He dropped the machine and hastened for a pen knife, piercing it close to his left eye and spilling blood over the new carpet. The naked girls in the room squirmed.Carlos cried as the knife started to carve out his eyes. Alejandro pushed him to the ground. "That is what happens when you steal from me.""La tira... the cops," Carlos begged to explain."Me vale madre! I don't care!" He sat down and bec
Chloe skipped with joy as she walked into her spacious bedroom closet. Today was the day she had been anxiously waiting for. If fate had not intervened, she would have been sitting in bed feeling miserable. But now, she felt a rush of excitement, as if something extraordinary was about to happen to Girly Lux.Her eyes lit up as she gazed at herself in the mirror, twirling around to take in every angle. Today was the day she was going to try something new, something daring. And it wasn't just the clothes. She had decided to change her hair color, to transform herself completely. She reached for the wig, a fiery red that cascaded in waves down her back. With a smile on her face, she placed it on her head and fluffed it out, admiring the new look. It was time to take Girly Lux to the next level. Chloe felt a tinge of excitement as she entered her walk-in closet. She knew she had the perfect outfit for the event, and it was time to complete the look; she was determined to make a statemen
Alejandro simmered with anger, his thoughts consumed by revenge. No one had dared make a fool of him. He was Alejandro Navarro, one of the most feared men around the globe, and nobody had dared ridicule him.As he sat through the fashion show, he seethed with frustration, knowing that the woman who had dared to make a fool of him was out there somewhere, probably enjoying her freedom. He longed to find her, to make her pay for what she had done. The mere thought of her made his blood boil, and he longed to be free from the confines of the event so that he could seek her out.Alejandro's anger continued to simmer as he watched the models strut down the runway. The display of clothes and colors held no interest for him, and he felt a growing impatience to find her and deal with her as he saw fit. Sofia Herrera, the dimwit who had managed to escape from his well-guarded house the previous night, and he was livid.The thought of what he would do to her once he found her sent a shiver down
Ollie took sharp whiffs.I can do this.Anthony was encircled by a cluster of elegantly dressed individuals indulging in lighthearted banter. Ollie watched him from afar, knowing that this was the opportune moment to make her move while he was in high spirits. Anthony was not one to display frequent smiles, but the crowd would need to dissipate before she could approach him.Chloe had left some minutes ago, promising to return, and she was still out of sight.Maybe she could pretend that she had met the young billionaire and that he had declared his disregard.Anthony was already walking away, his entourage following closely behind him. Ollie quickly stood up and began to chase after him. Her footsteps echoed loudly on the stairs as she hurried down, and she soon found herself on the red carpet where the press was interviewing celebrities, businessmen, and women. Anthony hadn't stopped to speak to any of them. Ollie quickened her pace, hoping to catch up with him before he reached his
D G.Gary scrutinized the photo, tracing his finger over the initials on the man's neck. The letters were undoubtedly significant, but he couldn't be certain of their meaning. DG could stand for anything, even a high-end fashion brand like Dolce and Gabbana.Gary slouched into his armchair, intently examining the initials. The "&" symbol nestled between the letters hinted at the amalgamation of two names, perhaps of lovers. However, the dot punctuating the letters confirmed that it was a complete name.And there was always a place to start. Banking on the possibility that the tattooed man had a criminal record, Gary knew that a call to the New York police department was his only option to access the names of former inmates within the last ten years. Judging from his appearance, the man he was searching for looked to be in his late twenties.Luckily, there was an extent to which he could flex some muscles in the NYPD. His wife, Maria Stanford, was the best techie the station boasted of
Ollie took sharp whiffs.I can do this.Anthony was encircled by a cluster of elegantly dressed individuals indulging in lighthearted banter. Ollie watched him from afar, knowing that this was the opportune moment to make her move while he was in high spirits. Anthony was not one to display frequent smiles, but the crowd would need to dissipate before she could approach him.Chloe had left some minutes ago, promising to return, and she was still out of sight.Maybe she could pretend that she had met the young billionaire and that he had declared his disregard.Anthony was already walking away, his entourage following closely behind him. Ollie quickly stood up and began to chase after him. Her footsteps echoed loudly on the stairs as she hurried down, and she soon found herself on the red carpet where the press was interviewing celebrities, businessmen, and women. Anthony hadn't stopped to speak to any of them. Ollie quickened her pace, hoping to catch up with him before he reached his
Kylian braced himself against the force of the heavy blow, struggling to maintain his balance. Meanwhile, Max quickly rushed to Chloe's side."I'm sorry, Chloe," he said, his gaze scanning her to ensure she was unharmed.As Chloe struggled to catch her breath following the incident, she watched Kylian intently and couldn't help but think that he had brought this upon himself.Kylian's nose was bleeding profusely, and he knew he had to retreat and live to fight another day. He backed away, holding his nose, feeling the warmth of the blood on his fingers. He couldn't bear the thought of being defeated in front of Chloe, especially by Max. The thought of it was so humiliating and painful for him to bear. It hurt his pride more than anything.Kylian had faced many defeats in business, losing deals to Max and others, but he knew how to move on and recover. However, losing Chloe was a different matter entirely. She was not just a business contract to him. She was his wife, his love, and the
Chloe pushed the doorbell of the door where she once lived. It felt like ages she’d been at Emma’s doorstep. The number of calls and the text messages she had gotten at the wedding made it feel like it had been really something urgent.She’d had her doubts about making that visit. The last time she remembered, Emma had wanted her downfall so badly that she had gone to the extent of allying with dangerous criminals, even putting herself in danger in the process.After a while of waiting, she pushed the doorbell yet again. She heard some footsteps trotting steadily in her direction. She held her breath in anticipation as she couldn’t tell why she had been called out there.“Chloe,” Emma said, “You’re here.” She hadn’t expected to see her after all.“Yeah, I’m here.” Chloe’s eyes ran a quick subtle scan through her. Her wandering eyes were caught by the little bump in her belly. She was shocked as she hadn’t been told that part of the story. Max…come on. He had sadly left out that import
“I look stupid!” Ollie exclaimed in a mild tone of disappointment as she looked in the mirror one more time. “I look like a total goof.”“No, Ollie, you don’t,” Chloe protested as it had taken her and the costumier a considerable amount of time and energy to get her in that. “You look elegant.”Chloe looked over at the other girls on the bridal train as they silently complained about Ollie being way too vocal about her own complaints. And her dress too.“Elegant? Are you kidding me right now?” Ollie seemed like she’d never be satisfied, even though she was just a few minutes from walking down the aisle.“I’m not. Besides they’ve put in their best to give you the best, so it’s best that you just…” Chloe was out of words as she walked up to Ollie from behind, her tone becoming more and more hushed as he advanced. “Give them your best reaction. The dress is just perfect, Ollie.”The glistening white wedding gown had a very elegant flay. Maybe just too elegant to the point it puffed proud
Emma was getting uncomfortable in her seat. How had Kylian gotten his hands on all that? It was probably Francis, but how had he gotten to Francis?Her attorney was totally unprepared for that sudden twist in the case. It had been a walkover up until then. That woman’s testimony had them all dumbfounded— she, her mother, and her attorney. They were all thrown in disarray.“Emma, when did this happen?” Her mother, Amelia questioned from behind in a whisper. She had no answer that could appease her mother’s curiosity without implicating her as well. Her lips seemed to shut off their own accord.She knew she was about to face cruel music which she hadn’t rehearsed its dance steps. The look on Kylian’s face when he said, “It’s over,” almost made her lose it in front of the judge. She would be giving herself away before the case was over if she hadn’t gotten her act together.“You could have told me about this,” her attorney whispered faintly in a way that meant that she was really in big
"Don’t worry,” Kylian’s attorney told him not to do the one thing that his mind had been doing subconsciously since he’d set foot in the courtroom. “You’ll be fine.”“Sure I will,” he said, trying not to discourage his attorney before the grueling duel began. Either way, he wouldn’t be that much of a mess. Worst case scenario, he’d have to see Emma at their board meetings.“Kylian,” his mother called out from behind in a whisper. “Keep your composure out there, our fifty percent depends on it.”“Thank you, Mom, you’re doing such a great job at easing me of the pressure of the moment. Very commendable.” He said, harshly sarcastic.“Thank you, Kylian. Just don’t fuck this up for us.”He was a bit taken aback to hear his mom say the ‘f-word’ in public. “It’s really sad you called me just to tell me this.”“Now’s not the time to get in your feelings, young man. Go out there and get our family’s legacy. That’s all the pep talk you need.”As much as he hated it, she was right. He inhaled de
Max had his shades on as he walked through the construction site on the hot sunny afternoon.“The long-awaited upward progress has finally begun.” Mr. Singh mused as he was almost following all of Max’s footsteps throughout the site.“Isn’t it lovely?” Max replied with a smile. “Feels like we started just yesterday.” He was glad that it had been all running smoothly despite him being occupied with all the many personal challenges that he somehow managed to see himself come out on top.“It sure does.” Mr. Singh seemed like he had a default positive response for everything he had to say. It had Max wondering if he’d ever get to see Mr. Singh mad, even just once. He itched to see that moment, except that it didn’t have to be on the job that he was doing for him.Max believed that it was all because of the remarkable presentation that he had put forth. He strongly believed that it was still speaking for him up until then. He hadn’t questioned his moves and followed him with blind trust. H
Ollie picked up her phone and dialed frantically, “Did you hear about Alejandro on the news?” The report on the news seemed untrue, and she assumed that Chloe hadn’t seen it yet. “Alejandro has been arrested on numerous charges?”“Yeah, I heard,” Chloe said, unalarmed like they hadn’t lost one of their biggest potential partners after they had set quite a huge part of their budget plans around him and his cash, especially. “He’s been arrested.”“You know what that means?” Ollie still believed that she wasn’t getting the full scope of the impact of that news in particular. “What’s going to become of our plans and all?”It took Chloe quite some time to get a sigh out from her end of the line. “Well, we are going to figure something out, Ollie.”What? She meant to ask but swallowed it in as she sought a much better response but she couldn’t find any other, that forced her to say it out anyway, but more softly and politely that didn’t make it seem like Chloe had said something unreasonabl
“It’s on the news, Chloe,” Max stared at the TV screen in wild wonder, calling out to Chloe who came running, “They finally got him.”“Businessman known as Alejandro Navarro has been finally apprehended by the forces on charges of illegal drug trades, manslaughter, sex trafficking…” the TV presenter went on and on with his many dirty deeds.“Damn, he’s got quite a lot going for him at the moment.” Max remarked as he reclined on the couch, “Good thing they got him. There could’ve been trouble if they didn’t.”“Yeah,” Chloe said looking on in anticipation, “Nothing on Diego yet?”“Wait for it.”“Alongside the underground drug lord, the notorious gangster, Diego Gutierrez was also found in the building. After much resistance and shots fired, the swat team was able to break in and apprehend the two men and a few other survivors from the heated exchange. Two hostages were found in the basement of the building, a male and a female, suspected to be victims of his trafficking crimes…” The pre
It was the D-Day of the raid. Gray couldn’t deny how nervous he was, but he had to what had to be done. His heartbeat surged forcefully with each stop and turn of the vehicle.Most of all, he hoped the resistance they had predicted would what they’d be faced with. He’d heard stories of how vicious the Mexicans could be, and he didn’t want the mission to be a continuation of that tale.“Alright,” he finally got the courage to speak up amid the men in the large trunk of the van, he was about to attempt to make them not feel what he was feeling. He took out the large tablet that had the blueprint of the building.“The operation is simple.” He didn’t believe it was, but he had to say it anyway. “First, we surround all possible exits of the villa, which include the main gate, the back gate, and one other hidden gate on the Eastern side of the fence…”“Second, we ask Alejandro and his men to come out peaceably. If they don’t, which they most probably wouldn’t, we first hit them hard with so
Kylian tapped on the door, hoping that he’d somehow made it to the right door, following Maya’s directions to her place.The block of flats had way more homes than it appeared to have while viewing it from the outside. One could easily get lost in there. It had him wondering how the inhabitants kept from mistaking another door for theirs.He tapped yet again. He heard some faint footsteps approaching the door and expected to see Maya’s dazzling face. He could hear hands working desperately at the lock and that made him brim with anticipation.Finally, he thought, till the door opened for him to see a tall macho man with overgrown beards and tattoos scattered all over his body. The shock from seeing the stranger made him almost unable to speak. He had heavy rock music pounding in his apartment.“Can I help you mate?” his deep voice could make anybody’s knees buckle with frightful intimidation.“Sorry…I came to the wrong door,” Kylian broke out in an uncoordinated stutter, “I was lookin