"Guiscard is late!" Tessa exclaimed for the third time. "This is unacceptable! Can we not hire someone else?"Ashley was digging through her phone messages. The freelancer agency had sent her a profile of the security expert."I had been assured he was the best in the business," she contended. "Why go with anybody but the ace?""Is it normal for the best in the business to bail on his clients? Perhaps another billionaire made him a better offer, which he accepted?""That is not likely, Tess," Ashley asserted. "The agency does not allow any back-channel recruitment. His arrangement with them mandates he cannot take up another client until the present one has canceled the task.""It appears that he did not follow the mandate," Tessa said, making air quotes."Wait, let me go through his profile again. Can I project the documents on your monitors?""Sure."Ashley shared the agency files on the triple monitors of Tessa's workstation.[Name: CHEVALIER DE GUISCARD][Experience]----A total o
The man was not bluffing. He twirled the tool between his fingers with expertise. He looked like someone who could carry out threats of murder.'Calling for help would be stupid,' Ashley thought. She looked around, and iced tea was the only thing within her reach.A distraction would not be helpful, and attempting to distract might have fatal consequences. 'I could take off my top like last time,' Ashley suggested to herself. "There is no element of surprise, however. The man is not hanging from a building." The best she could do was keep him occupied. "Who the hell are you?" Ashley asked."The more important question is, what am I doing here, ain't it?" the stranger replied. "And the answer is, considering the circumstances, I am here to kill you.""I don't want to die…" Tessa whimpered.Ashley gritted her teeth. There was something she could do. Offer him money? He stepped towards them slowly, ensuring there was no room left to escape. The girls' faces turned pale. They clung t
She was more impressed than upset by the incident. Nevertheless, as an employer, Ashley did not wish to lose her employee's respect through such embarrassment. Letting a security guard get cocky and treat her as a weakling was not what she wanted through their engagement. She had had enough people walk over her in the recent past."Pardonne-Moi. It was a one-time demonstration, ma'am," Guiscard explained. "It took me only an hour to plan. However, you have my word. It shall not be repeated.""Thank you," Ashley acknowledged. "It is safe to say now that you are hired.""I am pleased to hear that.""So! Chevy!" Tessa chimed in. She had finished her Long Island Iced Tea. Her mood was better than earlier, and the grating boldness had returned. "How do you describe yourself? A security guard? A bodyguard? A bouncer?" She had clearly been offended by the Frenchman's demonstration. Billionaire teens had fragile egos too."I would call myself a friend with benefits. Of course, my benefits a
Blaznavac was a luxury coffeehouse facing Malory Towers. Sandwiched between two skyscrapers, it was a two-storeyed cafe that looked like an establishment from the Renaissance period. Owned by Serbian entrepreneurs, it offered an exotic getaway for caffeine addicts from the grind of the corporate world.As Ashley stepped inside, the door opened, tinkling a bell to signal the arrival of a customer. The interior seemed aged half-century, in stark contrast to the Wall Street world outside. A tall, handsome attendant in a sleeveless coat approached her."Miss Palmer, good afternoon," he began with a Serbian accent. "The luksuzni is vacant presently, just how you like it."The joint had two levels. The obican, at the lower level, had over twenty tables and a hundred seats. There was a bustle, and waiters rushed around serving customers.The luksuzni, the upper level, was for exclusive members only. Ashley, being from the wealthy Palmer family, had a lifetime membership and was a regular at
SCARLET: [Hey, sis! Where are you? It's all over the news. Mom and Dad have been calling you, too!][Are you safe? I called the hotel; they told me you had left when the incident happened][Hey! Jake just texted me you are with Tessa. Thank God, Ashley!][Call me as soon as you can]"The bitch!" Ashley mouthed, reading her evil step-sister's messages. "How she wriggles in defeat!" Ashley's detour to meet Tessa in advance had foiled Scarlet's plans.The young Palmer felt like calling up the little villain and giving a piece of her mind. However, from experience, she had realized it would be a stupid, fatal mistake.Ashley needed to play along instead. Information was the key. There was no point in throwing away her only advantage until she had irrefutable evidence against Scarlet. Otherwise, the second chance of life would be in vain. ASHLEY: [Hey, sweetie, I am as safe as a swaddled baby! There is no need to be concerned.]Her step-sister replied immediately.SCARLET: [Can we meet u
Ashley blinked her eyes forcefully and shook her head. This seemed to make matters worse, as the cafe lights appeared to have dimmed. "Why would they do that? The night is approaching. They were supposed to switch on brighter lights."Ashley raised an arm to signal the barista, but she only managed to shrug."Damn! I must be exhausted!"Milan noticed her gesture and approached the table. However, he stood at a distance, speaking nothing. The barista had an unapologetic look on his face. "Perhaps his eyes were sad, as usual. Ashley's vision was too blurry to confirm that.""Sleepy. Really sleepy. Maybe I should nod off for a second. It has been a long day. I deserve the rest.""Sorry, Ma'am," Milan said, still keeping his distance."Why are you apologizing?" Ashley tried to say, but an unintelligible slur came out instead."I will apologize to the manager once I wake up,' Ashley murmured groggily. "As an exclusive member, I think I have paid enough to take a quick nap on their divan.
Ashley looked on, barely able to comprehend what was happening. She was so dehydrated that her eyes could not focus properly.Pavlov came over to her and shoved the bottle in her mouth.“Ovako ti se sviđa, kurvo.” [This is the way you like it, slut)." He sniggered maniacally.Ashley gagged on the water at first. It tasted and smelled like tobacco and rotten meat. She guzzled it down nonetheless, or she felt she would die of thirst.Pavlov quipped at the beauty. “Cak ni prostitutka koju sam danas posevio nije tako lako progutala moju pljuvacku!” [Even the whore I fucked today did not swallow my saliva so readily.]Both men guffawed and patted each other's backs. Ashley's vision gained stability with water in her system, and she looked down at herself.She was secured by duct tape to what appeared to be an engineering table. The drafting surface had been inclined to make her stand up. The tape went across her waist, pinning both arms to the table. Her legs were firmly bound to the furni
Ashley blinked to convey that she would behave.“Okay,” Nikolai began. "Where were we? Ah, yes. The reason you were taken was your boyfriend, your to-be-fiance, the richest drkadzija [motherfucker] of Norwich, Jake Grayson. You see, Miss, we are from the Zetelica."Zetelica? Ashley remembered the infamous name from an article she read in Newsweek magazine. The Zetelica was a branch of the Serb mafia based in Norwich.They allegedly ran organized crime syndicates across the city and had friends in high places. Their activities ranged from shark loaning to drugs to contract killing."Ah, from the look on your face, I can tell you have heard of us," Nicolai said. "The long and short of the matter is- your boyfriend and our leader, Leo Zetelica, bid for the same piece of land in Sweeney County.""Grayson outbid us and purchased the land, disregarding several warnings from us. The brat has already started a new industrial project there, bringing further humiliation to us. So, you see, we m