The sound of the phone ringing on the table was what woke Taron up the next morning. After a long day that started with waiting for hours and ended with a painful rejection, Taron McCarthy had walked all the way home and fallen on his bed in tears. He had slept off crying that night and he would have still been sleeping as late as 11am that morning if not for the person that was calling him continuously.Taron stood up angrily and took the phone to look at who it was. It was the waiter, Pablo Hernandez. Could the damn old man not leave him alone for just a minute! He cut the call and threw his phone on the table before falling face first on the bed. He was still on the black suit he had rented for the engagement party and he didn’t care if he got it rumpled. He was going to do whatever he liked. What’s the worst that could happen anyways?The phone rang again and Taron grunted in anger as he stood up to pick the call. It was Pablo. He picked the call and started barking into th

CHAPTER 4James Garrick stared at the paper that lay on the table in front of him. He could barely believe his eyes. His business partner and benefactor, Pablo Hernandez was dead and he had passed down his chain of companies to a close friend. James Garrick was not new to the business. He knew what it meant. Pablo’s lawyer, Jeremy had already sent him a mail informing him of a meeting with the new boss at midnight where all the necessary documents would be signed. He knew that once again, he would have to be smart in his negotiations and make sure he got the new boss to inject funds into his company, Garrick Modeling agency.He squeezed the paper and threw it in the dustbin.“Should have waited till after we released the winter collection before he died,” James grunted. “I was really looking forward to the success of that show.”“It can still be successful with the new owner,” Steve chipped in.James turned to face Steve and sighed. Steve was his only son, and at twenty five, the

Selena heard the sound of the car horn and she looked outside her window. A white Cadillac was parked outside and she knew it was James’ driver waiting for her. She ignored the horn and went back to her mirror, admiring herself. She knew she had to look perfect that night if she wanted to get anything out of the new owner. Her charm had not worked on Pablo Hernandez the last time they met. He always preferred to wear a mask to their meetings and so she could not see the face of the man she was trying to seduce but word on the street had it that he was an advanced man. Luckily for her, he was dead now, and the new owner would probably be someone younger, someone that she could easily wrap around her fingers. She giggled in excitement at the thought of the outcome of that night. Little did Selena know that fate had other plans for her.After ten more minutes of self appraisal, Selena came out of her house finally. She closed the door and gave some instructions to her guards before w

“Fuck!” Selena cried for like the hundredth time in the last hour. “How could I be so dumb.”“Don’t worry, babe,” Steve said trying to comfort her. “We would surely get back at him.”“Get your filthy hands off me!” Selena cried and pushed Steve away. “It’s all your fault. You’re the reason I’m in this mess.”Steve stared at her, a shocked expression on his face. “My fault? How is all this my fault?”Selena ignored him and kept sobbing. Taron McCarthy! The bastard must have been testing her. He knew he was going to inherit all of Pablo’s wealth after all and he wanted to see if she would love him for who he was, but she had failed his test. The thought of someone else getting to spend that money with Taron irked her. It was meant to be hers! She was the one that he loved!“Babe?”Selena looked up at Steve who was still staring at her, surprised and suddenly, she was overwhelmed by a new feeling of anger.She rose to her feet. “Leave my house at once.”“Oh so you’re kicking me

Selena raised her face up and just as Taron had expected, her heavy make up had been completely messed up. She looked more like a clown than a model. He resisted the urge to laugh and he grinned widely, giving her the impression that she was looking good. Selena smiled and sat up straight immediately, happy to see that she had finally gotten his attention.“What took you so long?” she asked.“Oh I had some company stuff to do,” Taron replied. Selena nodded and stared at him. There was something different about this new Taron that was drawing her to him and it was not just the fact that he was now very rich. He looked different in an exotic way.“Your glasses!” Selena exclaimed. “You’re not using them anymore?”“I don’t need them anymore,” Taron smiled, his eyes fixed on her. “I can see perfectly. I’ve always seen perfectly.”Selena stared at him, shock written all over her features. There was a lot that she didn’t know about him.“Well?” Taron sat up straight. “I honored yo