The knock on my door makes me drop my phone and roll my chair forward. "Come in."
Seth walks in and bows as usual. "Boss, Collins Fisher is here.""Let him in." I instruct. He walks away and shut the door. Soon, he's back into the office with Collins behind him. "Sit." I say sternly.I could tell he was afraid but he was making little effort to hide it and control himself.He sits opposite me as ordered. I study him as he looks at Seth then checks out my office before landing his eyes on me."You want us to lend you a huge sum of money." I state, not question, but irregardless, he nods.Before today, Seth told me about another client who wants to borrow money from us just like that old man. I couldn't attend the meeting then because I had something more important to do. More like an issue to handle. Now seeing him, I'm interested. Who knows, he might end up in hell just like that old man. Time will tell."I'm sure you've read the contract and agree to the terms and conditions.""Yes, I have. I'm fine with it.""Good." I rest my back on my office chair. "So tell me, what do you have to offer for a huge sum of money?""A life.""A life." I repeat, amazed.Interesting.I rest my elbow on the arm rest and play with my beards. I am now very interested in this meeting, Collins and everything he has to offer more than ever. I like where this is going."You'll give me a huge sum of money and I'll give you a lady. She's quite interesting, unique and I'm sure you'll like her.""Hmm. Why don't you have her for yourself then?""Because I want money instead. I don't want her. I'm fine with her."I raise a brow and stare at him. He's wise but with the use of his words, I can tell he can't be trusted. "So basically, she's the life in exchange for a huge sum of money?""Yes.""A life you are done with.""Yes.""That isn't worthy enough." He nods. "She's useless to you so I doubt she'll be of any use to me too ""Trust me you'll want her when you see her.""Quite the convincer, but I'm not a fan of used items.""It's really not how you see it." He moves further in his chair and rest his hand on my desk to demonstrate his next words. "We did date. Maybe I did like her a bit but then I found someone else. She just wasn't for me." He stares at me. When I don't say anything, he continues. "Your taste is different from mine. Believe me when I say, you'll like what I have to give you. You'll like her.""How long did you date here for?"He's quiet for a while before he answers. "Less than two months.""Hmm." I nod my head. Maybe she wasn't that much of his property after al. "Do you think your plans align with the contract?""I went through them. The rules, the time durations, the deals." He swallow. "All I saw was her. She's the perfect deal.""You talk so highly of her and my taste. You barely even know me or know what I like."He says nothing and just stare. I raise my brows, waiting for his reply."Because one could guess the taste of a man like me."Oh, really.He was scared few minutes ago when he walked in, but just look at him now. Bold as a lion. I'm so bent on knowing the end result of this. He won't be bold enough to face the consequences if things don't go right. He knows me too little than he claims."Perfection." This one word is enough to describe my taste."That's what you shall get."He speaks so highly of her and I can't help but wonder what she's actually like. Her eyes, face and dammit, her body. I won't settle for less. I'm starting to doubt I won't like this offer when I get to see what she's actually like. Who knows, she might be way better than what he says."I like that." He smiles and removes his hand from my desk to sit properly. "Any alternative?" He send me a confused look. "If she doesn't work out, I mean, if she doesn't turn out to be my taste, what would be the replacement?""No. No, I don't." Noticing the boldness in his tone has now reduced, I smile lightly, not obvious enough for them to notice."That's disappointing." I play with my cufflink."I don't, but trust me, she won't be a disappointment. She won't need to be replaced.""I guess we'll find out later I do hope our meeting doesn't turn out to be a waste of time.""It won't, I assure you.""Hmm." I nod. "So how much are we talking about here. How much do you need?""A million.""Okay then, get me the girl then I'll decide if she's worth offering a million for.""You will be impressed.""I hope I'll be.""I have this belief that money is life.""Turns out we have a mutual belief." I say in a bored tone."I need life in exchange for a life."I smile at his use of words. A genuine smile infact."A life for a life." My smile widens as I repeat his words. "I like the sound of that." He reciprocates my smile, obviously happy from this money he's going to get from me. "We should seal the deal then." I look up at Seth and gesture him to give Collins the file.Seth hands him the file after flipping to the page which requires his signature. "Sign here." Seth instructs. He does as told and drops the pen with a smile."This life you have to give. Who's she? I'm interested."He proudly rests his back on the chair like his signature just bought my entire empire. "Janet Johnson. An orphan but don't worry, no one will come looking for her, except her bestfriend who is no trouble compared to you."I nod not caring about the other girl mentioned.I snap my head to my phone when it rings out. Without paying courtesy, I pick it up and answer the call."Boss." One of my men calls. "There is a problem."I look up at Seth with raised brows, then at my desk to pay attention to pay attention to what he has to say. "What problem.""The ship transporting our weapons can't be found.""What!" I furrow my brows in anger. "When did you realize this?""Not up to ten minutes now, boss. We were trying to handle the issue at first but then decided to call you.""You all are useless." I stand abruptly. "Useless!!!" I repeat angrily, louder than the first time. "Guess I have to handle things on my own now, right. Because all I have working for me are bunch of fools. You all." I blurt out and end the call."What's the problem, boss." Seth asks.At least my work force is not entirely useless. I still have one who I can count on."We need to go. There's a big issue which needs immediate attention."I grab my glasses from my desk. "Janet Johnson. I need her tomorrow." I say as I walk out of the office with Seth. "Quickly order two men to go with him tomorrow.""Okay, boss."I hear Collins ask as he walks behind me with Seth."Tomorrow?""It's not something you can't do.""It's not." He says, obviously not sure of his own words.I expect he should have been prepared before coming to me. If no, then that's a nonsensical thing to do with me."Good."Janet Johnson tomorrow or his life.JANE'S POV. I currently look like a mess. My baggy red eyes, bad breath, dried skin and dirty body. It's going to two days since Collins locked me in this room. I've been on the floor, hugging my knees, crying nonstop. I couldn't sleep last night. How could I when I don't know what Collins motive is? God knows what he is up to. He has never been this way, right? or I was just the one who failed to see this side of him. How disgusting of him to propose a date to me, while he was cheating behind my back. Now, he keeps me locked in this room, leaving me clueless about his intentions. My biggest fear now, is the monster I saw him turn into just yesterday and my gut feeling might be right that I'm not safe at all here. I shouldn't wait to experience it before I believe it. I should start thinking of how to escape from here and Collins. Clara. She's the only one who can help me now. She has always helped me in difficult situations, so she won't stop now. At least, not on such occasion.
"Jane." Clara shakes me. "Jane." I slowly open my eyes to see that the car has stopped. I sit up and look outside the car to see a tall glass building, which is nothing like Clara's house. "Where are we?" I ask in a tired tone."At an hotel. I thought, that if you stay at my house, Collins will find you easily. So, here we are."I nod and follow behind her, out of the car into the hotel, after paying the driver. We check in and go straight to our rooms. "You should shower first."I nod and do as told, clueless on what to wear after my shower.I put on the hotel robe after my shower and walk out."Here. I packed some clothes." I smile lightly at her and take the shirt and shorts from her hand. "Thanks.""Do you want to talk about it?"She asks calmly but I don't reply her and keep dressing. I hear her sigh before walking past me into the bathroom. Exhausted and tired, I climp onto the bed to continue my sleep. I don't fail to shed few tears before forcing myself to sleep.~"Jane
ALEXANDER'S POV. I walk to and fro behind my office chair. My face, calm but my eyes were enough to shoot you dead. The continuous prick of the edges of the razor I've been fiddling with my finger, doesn't seem to affect me. I swallow hardly. My evident adam apple moving up and down. It's the second time in two weeks, I'm realizing that I'm working with people who aren't as smart as I expected them to be. But their foolishness is their business. It shouldn't be rubbed off on my work or anything concerning me. I'm not nice or kind enough to tolerate such. It has never been a trait of mine.I look down at the Collins bastard who kneeled before me. The bastard I had thought wouldn't end up like that old man. The bastard I had thought is worth my time. The bastard that had risen my thought on getting something special. The price. The worth. I wanted nothing but to make the mysterious lady my possession, after the day of my meeting with this bastard. I was meant to have her since last
JANE'S POVI walk out of the bathroom to see Clara on the bed, operating her phone while she waits for me to finish up so we can eat.It's been a week now, if not over a week since the horrible event with Collins happened. Staying in the hotel has been quite comfortable, well, to me but not for Clara. She barely leaves the hotel because she understands I need someone to be with. She even took a leave from work and I really hope she doesn't face problems with her work because of me. My work on the other hand, I don't know.I quickly get dressed and grab the food tray from the trolley. I walk to sit opposite Clara on the bed and place the tray between us."What are you doing?" I ask, seeing that she's still very much engrossed in whatever she's doing with her phone."Oh, I'm searching for a good movie to download. Unfortunately staying here, doing nothing but occupying myself with movies, I feel I've watched all the good thriller movies and series Netflix has to offer." "Well I could h
I sit at the bar, not ready to mingle with the crowd, yet. The music is so loud and doesn't give room for me to think of my sad life. Maybe the club is actually a good start, after all. Clara on the other hand, left me few minutes ago to meet a friend she recognized and hasn't been back to her loner friend since them. So, yeah I'm sitting alone. Currently finishing my third shot of liquor, I turn to the bartender. "Another please." I point into the cup. He gives me a weird look before turning me around round of the liquor. I look away from him only for my eyes to come in contact with a strange guy sitting at the other side of the bar. I furrow my brows and look away as a guy and his drunk girl walk to stand before him to get a drink. I could no longer see him. I stare at the funny dance steps of drunkards and sober people in the dance floor as I take from my liquor.Unconsciously, my eyes move to the strange man again. The guy and girl were no longer there, so I could see him now.
The dj keeps the vibe on in the room with his beats and good music pulsating through the speakers. I keep dancing with Clara, throwing one or two jokes her way due to my already drunken state. Sophie had came to dance with us then left and now she's back again. She briefly complains about George's annoying friends making Clara secretly blush and I can't help but wonder if Sophie also knows about Clara's feelings for George. She has to know, right?Girls notice the little things and like pairing their brothers with their friends atimes. Just like Clara can do the same for her little brother.I, on the other hand, can't relate. I do have a brother, but a step brother and I've never been that close to him because he attended a boarden school. And now, I still can't be close to him cause I'm far away from my family with an identity of my own, due to certain reasons. The thought of my family after a long time, suddenly make my heart ache. I don't like thinking of it. I don't like thinki
ALEXANDER'S POVI put on a stern look as I walk into 'Hell'. My favourite room in my mansion. It's a place where I make people regret their actions and give them enough pain that they wish to be dead. It's my favourite place because here, people who mess with me realize what it actually is to be helpless. They realize what it means to be at my mercy. They realize the importance of so much power.It smells of dried blood from the injuries and killings of different people who decided to test what it's actually like to mess with me. Atimes it smells of sweat and now it smells of an unclean old man. He's my current prey and I have this cute feeling that Collins Fisher will be next. "I would be sad to know you didn't miss me." I tell the old man and nod at Simon to untie the cloth from his mouth. He bends his head and breath through his mouth in relief. He snaps his head up to me with wide eyes. "My son. You killed my son." "I did and you are going to do nothing about it." "What do y
JANE'S POV I suddenly feel like I have a hangover in my stomach and feel the need to throw up. I struggle to raise my hands to cover my mouth, but I can't so I just move my head to the side and let it all out. I scrunch my nose at the awful smell and throw my head backwards to catch my breath. "You're finally awake."I bring my head forward to look at the man standing before me, with weak eyes. I struggle to stable my eyes so I can see him properly. When I do, my eyes widen at who I see standing before me. "You!""Yes, me.""What's that your name again...aah, aah, James." At least he told me his name before the liquor completely took over my senses. I look down at my stiff hands to see they are tied to the arm rest of the chair I'm sitting on. "Why am I tied up?""Because you are Janet Stewart.""Janet Johnson." I correct him."Why Johnson?" He raises his brows."Because that's my surname. Any problem?""Yes.""Well, not my concern. Untie me and let me out of here.""No." I bend m