All Chapters of My Death Contract: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Abigail told Meredith that Brayden was busy and Meredith just stood there and blinked at the woman. She thought the secretary was pretty when she had first met her but this woman really was very stunning up close.Abigail wore a leather pencil skirt that fit her like a glove. It went from just above her natural waist and ended at her knee. There was a slit that went up her left leg to mid thigh exposing her smooth milky bare leg. She had a satin long sleeve mock neck blouse with a v-neck looking cutout in the front and hook button closure on the back neck with a slit that went midway down her back. She had on t-strap designed black patent leather platform pumps.Abigail had a slim petite figure that Meredith assumed was several inches shorter than her but with the platform pumps Abigail had risen to almost reach Meredith’s heeled height. The woman in front of Meredith had naturally pouty lips with a light, almost nude, pink gloss and her eyes were li

Meredith was called back into the small office on the twenty-second floor and took a seat on the little comfy sofa in the room full of neutrals. She felt a rush of things bubbling underneath the surface just waiting to burst out.She had been thinking of all the things she wanted to bring up, what she wanted to ask, and those things led to more which led to more until her mind was left holding far too many things at once. By the time she sat down on that sofa her mind held so many things at once that it wasn’t possible to start with one and set it down without the rest of them tumbling out as well.This left Meredith apprehensive and unsure of where or how to start. When she had gotten onto the elevator in her condo building it had seemed so simple. She knew exactly what she would say to Dr. Hershman and how she would say it. She even thought she knew wha

Meredith had been sitting in first class next to Brayden for some time staring out the window numb to see what was happening. She was in a bit of shock. She didn’t know why she should be surprised. Brayden was a different breed of person. He got whatever he wanted whenever he wanted and always got what he wanted. Meredith reminded herself that being married to him was an example that whatever Brayden wanted wouldn’t escape him. She knew he wanted her to be his wife in this scheme of his to take over the company. Why her? She had asked herself that so many times. She had asked Brayden and she was never satisfied with the answer. Maybe it was because he could manipulate her and use her weaknesses against her to make it work in his favor. Everything he did seemed like a chess move. The entire group of these wealthy,

Meredith was wearing a navy fisherman’s sweater and a pair of white crocheted lace pants.The pants were fitted in the waist and flared out to a wider leg over a pair of Louboutin black quilted boots with a rounded rubber toe and heavy duty lug soles on a block heel. She wasn’t sure if they were going out or not so she put on her warm boots just in case. Brayden met Meredith in the seating area shortly after she had gotten dressed. He was wearing a pair of Kiton rust colored chinos. He also had on a Kiton sweater. It was light blue at the top and had an ombre fade into white just before the hem and cuffs which were a darker blue. He also had lug soles on his black Fendi combat boots with a jacquard Fend F patterned panel. “Come on,” Brayden said as he walked past Meredith and headed to the door. As they got into the elevator which was in their suite Meredith wondered why they needed an elevator. What could there be on a second floor that they couldn’t have on the firs

"We're here, Sir," Hans interrupted having no idea what was going on in the back of the Mercedes. He somehow was oblivious to such things. He was a very good assistant and was always available whenever Brayden was in the country.Brayden had a business relationship with Hans' boss and Brayden had helped their business thrive such that it was insisted that Hans take care of anything and everything while Brayden was in Switzerland.Brayden didn't mind in the least. It meant Jacob could stay at home and keep things afloat and Brayden would be hassled with everything Jacob handled for him as well as his own work while in a foreign city. Hans would even help point Brayden in the right direction for restaurant selections and he had very good tastes.Brayden has neverminded Hans until that moment. He didn't know if Hans was and Angel sent to come up with the best excuse to rein Brayden in. Or a Demon sent to yank on Brayden's leash and pulling him back from the bliss t