"Thank you for everything Max, and I promise, I'll get back to you, I just need to settle down with myself, I hope you understand," Kloe said to him wrapping her hand around him in a tight embrace.Max hugged her passionately, he had never felt more comfortable in the hands of a woman than he did with Kloe, she was someone he always loved to be around, but he was bummed when she declined his request to kiss her lips.He was embarrassed even remembering it but he was not aware of what came over him.As they walked out of the building, all eyes glared at them as always until they were seated inside the car.It was 5 pm when he dropped Kloe off at her house before leaving after giving her a broad and genuine smile.Once she had gone inside, Max rolled up the window and asked Rowan,"How do I get rid of Karen without being affected by my father's deal with her?""Sir I must be honest with you," Rowan retorted."That impossible," he added with a frown on his face. He was also unhappy that
"Who is she?" This was the first statement Max heard as soon as he entered his house, Karen was seated on the sofa, her face steaming with annoyance."Who are you talking about?" Max asked her, he was puzzled by the question even though he knew that Karen referred to Kloe, but he didn't know how she found out."Don't act foolish Max, you know who I am talking about, you were at Serene Lux hotel with her a few hours ago, and you don't need to ask me how I knew, look at this," she took out her phone and showed him a picture that caused his jaws to drop.It was a picture of him and Kloe as they got out of the car at Serene Lux Hotel, a friend of hers had taken the picture when she saw them at the hotel and sent it to her immediately.In the picture, he held hands with Kloe, although the camera did not capture Kloe's face because her back was turned away from the camera, Max's face was clear."That… " Let me guess," Karen interjected," A client? I never knew you hold your clients so pas
"Yes hello Rowan," she responded, giving him a warning stare. Rowan was tense as he looked at her, unable to stand it much longer he walked away, up the stairs towards Max's room."Hello, mam?" The Manager's voice brought her back to remembrance."Yes Mr manager, what do you think of my offer, you have thirty seconds to make your choice, the name or lose your job, you can tell me how much you want and I'll send that soon" I do not want your money mam, " he interjected, " I just don't want my name involved in this," he added in a tone of fear." Fine by me, so you agree then, I'm expecting that phone number soon,"The next Monday, Kloe had gone to work earlier. She was excited to give the news about their participation in the Paris Icon to her team.She had called Mr. Coleman to complain about his application without her consent to which he claimed not to have been aware.He said that only a few companies who applied got nominated, but their team selected a few prestigious fashion br
/ Flashback/"Mam please, I did no such thing, I can't steal from you no matter what my situation is, please ma, this is all a lie, there is no way I did it, please don't fire me, I need this job I beg you," a young lady cried, pleading with tears in her eyes.This young lady was Kloe in her late teens when she worked at a clothing store just outside the campus.She was reported to her employer by one of her colleagues, claiming that she had stolen over a hundred dollars from the business, and since the accountant reported the money to be missing, with Kloe being one of the few workers who could access the store's safe, it was believable.A colleague who reported her was none other than Karen Simone, one of her mates in the university, a coworker, and also one of the newest staff in the clothing store having been hired only three weeks ago.Even before they began working together, Kloe and Karen were never on good terms, the reason being that Karen's ex-boyfriend broke up with her to
"Karen Simone," Kloe whispered and quickly hung up the call, she didn't know why but it was probably a reflex action based on how she was feeling at the moment."Are you okay Kloe? You seem lost for a second," Stacy's voice called her attention, she stepped out of the conference room to get something only to see Kloe holding onto the phone with a depressed expression." Guess who just called me? "Kloe asked her." Who, I can't think of anyone that will call you to make you look like this, did something bad happen? " Her face became worried as she answered." Do you remember Karen? The one I told you about, from my campus days? " " The one that made your life a living hell on campus, which contributes to the reason for your success today? Then yes I remember her," " Hold on? " Stacy paused as if sjs remembered something." Was she the one who called you?" She inquired and Kloe nodded affirmatively. Stacy was shocked, she found it hard to believe but not as much as Kloe herself."Wha
Crack.Kloe was startled when she heard the shattering sound coming from downstairs."Could it be that a vase has fallen or something?" she wondered as she stood up from the bed where she sat scrolling through images on social media. She headed downstairs to check on what made the sound.Kloe was an entrepreneur, she owned one of the most prestigious fashion lines in the states, known for her unique fashion sense and she had won several awards which was a huge financial contribution to her famous fashion line.She was raised at an orphanage home after her parents were reported to have died in a car accident and neither of their bodies was retrieved afterward.She started as a model always showing her unique modeling skills at the orphanage home. At the age of eighteen, she worked at a boutique where she spent two years selling clothes that she loved for some reason and it did help sustain her financially as there was only little the orphanage home could do.She proceeded to attend a f
Her heart raced uncontrollably due to the intensity of the situation, not sure of what to prepare for, kidnap or even death were the only thoughts in her head.For a moment, she stood frozen due to the unexpected traumatic experience but was quick to regain consciousness and began struggling with whoever it was that held her.She grabbed his hand which covered her mouth and tried pulling it out but his grip was too strong to be released by her muscular strength.He caught her arm using his other hand and pinned her tightly to his chest so she was unable to break free.Kloe tried screaming for help but only a little moan could escape her vocal organs."Shut up," He whispered into her left ear before walking backward a step at a time.He walked her up the stairs on tip toes making sure to be as quiet as possible but quickened his pace upon hearing the sounds of a stumping foot coming up the stairs.Still holding onto her, he opened a door behind him and walked him.The first thing Kloe
He placed his hand on the doorknob to open it but suddenly stopped like her remembered something."Who are you?" He asked the person behind the door. "It's me man just open the door," A voice repliedHe opened the door after he confirmed the voice.A sinewy-looking white beard man in his late forties walked into the room dragging the chef by the neck of his clothing and forcing him to move all while pointing a gun at his head."Mam!" He called out before being pushed to the floor where he crashed face flat causing him to bleed from the nose. "Please I beg...Kloe stopped halfway as a gun was pointed at her head.The man wearing a black leather jacket withdrew the gun before asking"Now that most of you are here, I'll ask this question one more time, where are the contract documents? " Kloe raised her head in the utmost confusion," What documents?" She asked "Don't play games with me Kloe where are they? " He asked again in a harsh voice." How will I know the documents unless you