Chloe pulled at Ollie's hand, signaling her urgency to leave."Let's go."Max was taken aback by the unfolding events. He understood Chloe's anger at his failure to call or keep her waiting, but the abrupt desire to end their relationship felt extreme. He attempted to reach for her hand, but she withdrew, fixing him with a furious glare. Then, resolutely, she marched out of the club.Max couldn't let her walk away like that without addressing the entire situation. If revealing the truth would bring her the peace she sought, he was determined to do so."Chloe!" he called out, his voice filled with urgency. He moved swiftly to catch up with her. The club's dense crowd made it difficult, with a group of girls trying to catch his attention."Want a drink?""How about a dance?"Max fought his way through the throng. By the time he emerged outside, Chloe was already stepping into her car and speeding away."Fuck!" he cursed, angrily stomping his foot. Everything was spiraling out of his con
Chloe awoke with an insurmountable headache, her head throbbing against her skull as the memories of the previous night slowly seeped into her consciousness. She recalled sitting at a corner in the club, indulging in drinks without restraint.Her stomach churned, and she hurriedly made her way to the bathroom, afraid she might vomit. Even with an empty stomach, the migraine persisted, unyielding."I promised myself I'd never get this drunk, Chloe," she murmured, reproaching herself in the mirror. Her appearance was a complete disaster. Her hair was a tangled mess, and her mascara had smudged, creating dark smears around her eyes. She imagined what Linda Kincaid would say if she saw her in such a state, and a bitter laugh escaped her lips.From the day they met, Linda had always shown her love and support. But Linda had a talent for concealing her vulnerabilities, and it wasn't until her divorce from Kylian that Chloe truly understood that."Thank goodness you're finally awake," Ollie
"The office is not responding to the email," Max muttered with frustration, stepping out of his house. The multitude of troubles seemed to be closing in on him, and now even the governor's wife had managed to find her way onto his growing list of worries."Thank you, Shirley. I'll take care of it myself," Max said, dismissing his assistant with a nod of gratitude.If he didn't have the concern of leaving Chloe alone at the gala, he wouldn't have been bothered by the governor's wife's sentiments towards him. But now, as he approached his car, the chauffeur opened the door, awaiting Max's instructions. Max slid into the plush comfort of the limo, finding a momentary respite from the chaotic world outside.He was certain Chloe wouldn't be at home. With the approaching fashion season and her tireless dedication to her designs, he had witnessed her staying up all night, pouring her heart into her work."Girly Lux," Max instructed his chauffeur, his voice filled with a mix of hope and appre
Kylian couldn't tear his eyes away as he watched Chloe gracefully interact with the reporters. She exuded an undeniable radiance, a reminder of the mistake he had made in letting her go. He felt a twinge of regret and a longing to be by her side, but he knew it was a futile desire now that she was in the spotlight once again.Emma, on the other hand, seethed with envy. Chloe's entrance had effortlessly stolen the attention that had previously been on her, and the few lingering gazes that remained were fixated on Kylian. What was it about Chloe that captivated everyone's interest?"I thought you had somewhere to be," Emma nudged Kylian, bringing him back to reality.Reluctantly letting go of Emma's hand, Kylian realized that they had posed enough for the cameras. It was time for him to mingle with the crowd and make his presence felt. He grabbed a drink from a passing server and made his way towards where Chloe was being bombarded with numerous interviews. The reporters seemed to have
Chloe found herself unable to escape from Max's captivating gaze. How could she when his eyes seemed to anchor her to her seat, and the entire room was fixated on their encounter? There was no hiding from him now.As Max approached, a wave of his irresistible charisma accompanied his every step. At that moment, Chloe momentarily forgot her anger and resentment toward him. She wished, even for a thousand miles away, to be closer to him. His eyes, filled with a mix of longing and remorse, locked onto hers, causing her heart to skip a beat. It was as if they were in their own private realm, where no one else existed, where their unspoken desires and emotions were laid bare.Chloe could feel the weight of their connection, the undeniable magic that still lingered between them. The remorse in Max's eyes mirrored the longing in her own. She was certain that her eyes revealed just how much she had missed him and how desperately she yearned for things to work out between them.Drawing closer,
Gray Stanford beamed with satisfaction as he presented his evidence to the couple. Chloe sat comfortably, nestled in Max's arms and concealed beneath a duvet that provided them with a sense of intimacy. Max's enclosed hand remained discreetly hidden, exploring the contours of Chloe's body.Chloe's gaze fixated on the photograph of the man before her. Although she didn't recognize him personally, the distinctive tattoo that adorned his neck, stretching down to his back, confirmed that he was the man they had been searching for. While all the evidence pointed towards Emma as the perpetrator, Chloe knew that without finding the tattooed man, she wouldn't be able to bring her down."How can we locate him?" she asked, her voice carrying a sense of urgency.Gray nodded, his expression focused. "I conducted extensive research on Diego. There's very little information available about him. I discovered that he served time for drug-related offenses and was on parole a few years ago. I managed t
Alejandro took a long drag from his cigarette pipe, his expression filled with disdain as Diego forcefully pushed Sofia to the floor."Estupido! You think you can escape from the mighty Alejandro Navarro?" he sneered, his voice laced with arrogance.Sofia trembled on the ground, fully aware of the terrible things Alejandro was capable of. Diego grabbed the bag beside him and tossed it at Alejandro's feet, informing him of Sofia's plan to run away to another country and start a new life.Alejandro disregarded the bag, as the gold held no significance to him. His focus was on the woman lying defenseless on the floor. She had made a fool out of him, and he intended to make an example out of her."Where is he? That wretched Carlos! It's his fault that my anger knows no bounds, and my anger is not to be trifled with."Carlos hurried into the room upon hearing his name, the scar from his previous encounter with Alejandro still visible on his face. When his eyes fell upon Sofia, a wave of sy
"...well, I think the suggestion you made at the clubhouse was a great one, Ollie, and we should start thinking of..."Chloe paused, her voice trailing off as she noticed Ollie's distracted state. There was a tension in Ollie's expression that hadn't been there before, and it concerned Chloe."Ollie?" Chloe said firmly, her hand coming down on the table with a sharp slap. Ollie jumped slightly, her attention fully brought back to the present."I was listening," Ollie responded, her voice a little flustered.Chloe studied Ollie's face, her eyes searching for the truth. She knew Ollie well enough to sense when something was bothering her."No, you were not," Chloe countered gently. "What's bothering you, Ollie? You know you can always tell me."Ollie hesitated, unsure if she should reveal the reason for her distraction. The encounter with Anthony, the man with a notorious reputation, still lingered in her mind."I...It's nothing, Chloe," Ollie replied, her voice wavering. "I didn't slee
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