Sean ran his hands through his carefully styled hair, sending it in different directions. Pacing up and down, he tried to find a way to calm down but with each passing moment, his heartbeat skyrocketed. Finally, the doctor came out, his face morose. Sean rushed over to him. “Hey doc, how is she? Any improvements yet?”The man's stoic expression didn't change. “She's stable for now, I did the best that I could to treat her with the limited equipment available.”Before he could what Sean knew he was about to say, Sean shook his head. “I'm sorry but I prefer she be treated here, doc.”The man shrugged. “That's entirely up to you. I do have some medications she's going to need when she comes out of it. The worst is her head and a gash in her upper thigh and feet but since I've treated it, she should be fine.”Sean bobbed his head slowly, taking in the information. “I'm just glad I got to her in time.”The doc didn't respond, busy arranging his things inside his bag to cart it off but not
Chloe rubbed her mittens together, burrowing her hands deep into her coat. Glancing over her shoulder, she shifted impatiently from foot to foot waiting for someone to answer her.She checked her wristwatch.Twenty minutes had gone by.Maybe this was a fucking mistake, Chloe thought chewing on her lower lip. Waiting for one more minute, when she didn't get a response Chloe walked away from the gate but she didn't get past five steps before she stomped back, jabbing the doorbell repeatedly.“For shit's sake, fucking answer me!” She cursed under her breath.As if the gate heard it, it moved a bit and she jumped away until the gate pulled to the side, enough for an old man's face to peer through.He squinted at her, trying to make out her features. “Who are you?!”Chloe's brain froze up for a moment before she remembered. “U-uh, my name is Chloe. Chloe Waters.” She chose her middle name in case of anything. Standing on tiptoe, she tried to crane her neck to get a good view into the house
The bags were crushed against her chest, heavier than she thought. Rebecca panted, dropping the bags on the floor so she could catch her breath.Bent over with a hand on her knee, Rebecca rummaged around in her purse for the key card Sean gave her.Swiping it against the door, it granted her access and she heaved the bags up lugging them into the apartment.Shutting the door behind her with her butt, Rebecca squinted in the dark trying to make out objects in the room.“Sean, I'm back!” She called out, setting the bags on the counter to reach for the switch, flipping the lights on. The living room looked exactly the way she left it but there was no sign of Sean. “Sean? Did you hear me? I got everything you wanted, except some…”“I'm in here!” Sean called back, his voice a bit muffled. It came from deeper in the house, probably the bedroom.Rebecca waited for him to come out but after a minute, she abandoned the groceries on the counter walking towards the bedrooms. “Sean, where are you
Chloe chewed on the bottom of her lip, staring at the address and the building next to her to confirm that they were one and the same.Satisfied, she tucked the address into her handbag, picking up the presents she'd randomly bought at the SuperMart. “This is it, the address is correct. Thank you.” She told the man who dropped her off, tipping him extra.The man counted the cash, his cheeks widening into a toothless grin. “Have a good day!”It was ironic that he had no idea how much she needed to hear that.Confidently crossing the road, she marched up the stairs into the beautiful hotel.Customary to all high-end hotels, she was stopped and frisked by the security guards to ensure she didn't carry any kind of explosives or damaging material into their building before she was granted access in.A kind-looking gentleman was standing at the reception, a ready smile on his face.Before leaving the cab, Chloe made sure to pop two buttons off her shirt rearranging the girls to look present
Sean stared at Chloe dash out of the room in shock, raising his eyes to Rebecca, who looked equally shocked.In hindsight, Sean knew that it was the shock rippling through his system that made him act the way he did.“Fuck!” He cursed under his breath, grabbing his shorts off the floor and jumping around as he tried to slide it up his legs. “Where are my damn shirts when I need one huh?”Rebecca sat up, still clutching the sheets firmly between her fingers like she was scared that Chloe would barge in at any moment. “Sean…where are you going?”He raised his head, only remembering that she was still in the room. “I need to go after her…Chloe.” He tacked on needlessly.Her mouth dropped open and if looks could kill, he might be six feet under. “Are you fucking with me right now? The woman you loved dumps you and comes crawling back, then you'll abandon everything and run after her?”Sean had an idea where this was going and he wasn't ready to deal with it, not right now at least. “Rebec
Chloe's eyes widened when she saw Sean slide across from her, her eyes greedily drinking him in.That was before she remembered that she was supposed to be angry, rearranging her features into one of annoyance.“What are you doing here?” She stared pointedly at her tea, stirring harder than intended. “Are you able to finally come up from air from that woman's legs?” She spat out that woman as though Rebecca were a tramp.Sean just looked at her. She could feel his gaze burning through her scalp. “If I didn't know you any better, I'd think you were jealous.”Now that prompted her to raise her head. “Why would I be? We aren't dating anymore.”“And whose fault is that?” He retorted, sounding as though he'd been wanting to use that line.She huffed, folding her arms against her chest. “Well then, I'm sorry I hopped on several flights to come see you. Apparently, this has been a waste of time, you can go back to your hotel. I'll be fine.”Sean sighed, rubbing at his temple. That gave her t
“So, what now?” Chloe peered up at him.Sean's mouth opened and closed off its own accord, not sure what his response to that question should be. “What do you mean?” He says instead, buying time to think his response through.Chloe waved her hand back and forth. “You and me, this …now that we've managed to come to terms acting civil towards each other. What happens now?”Crap, he did not think that far.While chasing after her, Sean only had intentions to talk to her and make her come back to him…anything other than that wasn't something that crossed his mind. Now they were here and-Sean closed his mouth, realizing that he'd been gaping at her like a fish.Coughing into his fist, he made an effort to clear his throat. “I suppose we go home then.” He paused, looking in her direction. “Unless, of course, you have something you'd like to do here.”She shook her head, smiling ruefully as she gazed out the window. “Not at all. I'm sure Greece is a lovely place to visit but I'm not a fan of
You know that staring at the clock doesn't make the time go any faster right? Rebecca berated after she caught herself checking the time for the third time in two minutes.After lounging in bed for over an hour, thinking that Sean would show up, she was forced to climb out of bed and take a shower to wash off yesterday's activities.Now three hours passed and no sign of Sean. If it wasn't for the fact that she was surrounded by his things and his passport was still in his suitcase- yeah, she checked- then she might have feared that he'd abandoned her here.Hours of being alone had forced her to reevaluate her actions and what she said to him before he stormed out. Her mother would always tell her, ‘Giving a man an ultimatum only sends him further away from you not closer.’Standing in the massive apartment, those words seemed to reverberate, bouncing off the walls.In her haste to prove something, she might have pushed Sean away.It was only now that she feared she may lose him that
“So you’re going to do the wedding before you start to show? Why not do it after?” Maeve asked as they lay upside down on the couch. She had a permanent smile on her face these days and Amber liked to joke that she was receiving great sex from Ivan. They had been under the covers for way too long and finally announced their relationship over Sean’s takeover dinner last week, of course none of them were surprised even Mrs Lambert had teased them about it. Sean had passed all the requirements and Clement was serving Jail term for the next two years. Sean knew if he came out he would seek revenge again but he was going to gloat in the beauty of having a wife with him, at the end of the takeover night when he was crowned CEO, he went down on one knee and proposed to Chloe.“Sean wants it soon,” Chloe answered, fidgeting with her sheets.“Sean wants it or you want it? You don’t listen to what he says and he does all you ask!” Amber retorted and they laughed.“I don’t think there’s any ne
The beep from the EKG monitor was the only sound present in the room. Sean had sat just as he was seated throughout the night, holding Chloe’s hands as she received the treatment, the doctors had done a mini surgery and removed the bullet. He also cleaned up the injury and she was still unconscious, Chloe’s eyes had only fluttered open once in the night and the only thing she had said was “Sean” and she went back to sleep.“Are you sure I shouldn’t switch with you? You’ve been keeping watch throughout the night.” Maeve asked him her concern was clear in her eyes. Sean scoffed and shook his head.“No. This is my fault, all of it is my fault and now she is probably fighting for her life.” Maeve sighed. “She's not fighting for her life. The doctor said she’s safe, all that’s left is for her to receive proper treatment. Allow the nurse to stitch up your wounds and let me spend time with my sister.”Her final words did the trick, Sean nodded and stood up, pushing back the chair. “If she
“Your stupid boyfriend is here! How did he locate us?” Drake panicked as the police officer’s voice sounded from the speaker again. He didn’t know how to act or what to say.“Don’t ask me” Chloe muttered under her breath, feeling her chest bustling with emotions, she was finally going to be away from the shackles of captors and ropes!“You have bad taste in men.” He concluded and she raised an amused brow as he continued. “Listen to me, just agree that you wanted to stay away, that way nobody gets hurt. Not you, not me.” Chloe pretended to be lost in thought. A few seconds before her head snapped up and she looked at him.“No, I won’t be doing that, I'd rather die than let you go scot free and I mean that in every possible way.” She snapped at him and immediately he pulled out a knife again and wrapped his left hand around her neck, he placed the knife on her neck and led them downstairs, Chloe groaned in his hands, acting up to hide this year that she felt when he pressed the knife a
Sean would remember to give Amber a hug when next he saw her because apparently, she had the foresight to dial 911 and halfway through their pummeling, the cops showed up. The whole place was surrounded, escaping was out of the plan, Clement wanted nothing but to pluck out his brother's eyes but the cops had their own plan which involved he conflict ending peacefully.Everyone of them including Maeve and Amber were placed in the vehicle and driven off to the station. Only Drake and Chloe were not there which made pissed Sean off especially when he had his eyes on her less done twenty minutes ago.His first instinct had been to drag her out of his arms but holding on to Camille had made that impossible. Camille now sat at the corner of the van looking out the window wondering how she had managed to end up in this exact place again. Maeve was all cuddled up on Ivan in a cozy position, and he made a mental note to ask Ivan what was going on between them later.“Amber,” he muttered an
Waiting for Clement didn’t take long, he came forty minutes later, the sound of his car was the first thing they heard and it was Drake who brought their attention to it. Amber, Maeve and Ivan immediately left, then Sean followed with Camille and stood behind the large banister at the living room exit, hiding his view.Sean's heart was racing at a mile per minute and he prayed that nothing went wrong so they were able to get Chloe. Camille wanted to say something but he pressed his hand over her lips firmly. “If this goes wrong because of you, trust me I will invent ten thousand ways to slowly kill you, so shut up!” He hissed.“If you don’t have something reasonable to say then I swear I will shoot you right here right now” Clement growled as he walked over to where Drake stood with Chloe, he bent toward her and held her chin. “Hello Chloe, I trust they’ve been treating you poorly.” “You don't need to worry about me, it seems you have bigger problems,” she said to him, and he chuckle
The gun remained on Drake's head and the knife remained on Chloe’s neck as the three of them walked into the building again. If Ivan knew better he would have taken the risk and fought her out of Drake's hands, but who was going to believe a man hardened by life’s many struggles would hesitate to cut his prisoner's neck wide open. The knife to her neck was causing Drake to feel sick in the stomach but his fate would be much worse if he let her go without Clement’s consent. “We’re in here!” Maeve called shakily from what looked like it used to be the living room of the mansion, when the three of them came into full view and Ivan saw that Sean had Camille he dropped his weapon. “What in the hell happened here?” He gasped, subconsciously shielding Maeve from any stray bullets that may be fired.“Sean, Maeve!” Chloe cried out loud, all her emotions concentrated into that one word. She wanted to say more and even run into all their arms but Drake placed his palm over her mouth. Ivan watc
Their plan was in motion and the girls had proved to be more useful than not. Sean had suggested Trevor stay back while the rest of them spread out in Aviline, a slim in downtown New York.It was a spot where the low or the lower class lived, just like Trevor had described.The young man was more useful than not and Sean was going to make sure he fulfilled his promise, but first…“Have you texted Clement?” Sean asked Ivan and he nodded, in response, bringing out the phone to show him the text.Amber and Maeve were standing a few feet away from them, lost in their own discussion. It was going to surprise Chloe to come out and see that her sister had made a friend in Amber who she originally hated a lot.Ivan flashed the phone in front of him reading the chat out loud.“Yes, you said ‘Chloe is missing, have you heard anything from anywhere that suggests foul play?’” “Well I guess that’s convincing enough. Andrea is back in the house as back up. She will call the cops if we don’t show up
“If you honestly say a word, I’ll stuff my hands in your mouth.” Dufus threatened and she was quiet, she had lost strength and zeal, her despair was crawling over her and she wondered how long this torture would have to go on for.After Drake left, he didn't come back and instead they sent this Dufus guy to take over because she hadn't seen him since then almost like Drake couldn't stand the sight of her.From the beats and pieces of conversations that she heard she realized that she was being moved, as they handled her roughly, pushing against her as she got in the car, shoving her roughly into the new space before pulling off a blindfold.This new place that they took her to was even worse than the last, dank corners with rusted irons scattered about. The smell was horrible and she could see that a section of the ceiling was leaking, leaving a puddle on the floor. The conditions were worse than jail and her heart bubbled with hatred for Clement.If she ever saw him, she would proba
They settled in a corner of the pub, Ivan and Sean on one side and Camille sat pretty opposite, she had the air of someone who felt in charge and her cockiness was enraging Sean.Ivan noticed and patted him on his arms, urging him to remain calm. Ivan leaned forward and pushed one of the beer bottles Fatima had brought, towards her. It was her third bottle.“So, you are here to see your former captor, get a closer look?” Camille asked as she took a large gulp of the lukewarm drink, Sean had taken a bottle and decided he had enough but she was still going at three. It definitely pointed to some kind of celebratory mood.“No actually, we need your help on something,” Ivan told her and Sean watched as his friend delved into an Oscar award-winning act, his face twisting into a concerned one.“Recently, one of our friends went missing, we didn’t know if it was a voluntary ghosting or an actual case so we are being more on the low profile side. She was last seen in this area, I was hoping s