Sean's return to the city caused a lot of uproar, especially with how he left in the first place. He wasn't sure how they knew what time he was flying in but they were waiting for him by the entrance. The minute he stepped down from the plane, they flanked him their cameras going off. It was exasperating and mildly annoying but thankfully he had alerted his security ahead of time so they were there to ward people off.Rebecca has taken another so as not to raise suspicion but she didn't stop blowing up his phone.The car drove Jim straight home but that was almost as bad as the airport if not more.News station and several reporters were camped out in his front yard.$Mr Lambert, resources say that you've been to Greece. Is that true?”“Mr Lambert, what's going to happen now that you're back?”“Are you back for good, sir?”*Mr Lambert, what next?”They kept on plaguing him with various questions, up until he slammed the door in their faces.His phone dinged with a notification.It was
“How's it coming along?” Amber pursed her lips, tugging the baseball cap lower on her face when someone curious glanced our way. Chloe's hair was framing her face and the sunglasses perched on her nose did a good job of hiding her appearance. “Good, good. Sean took my advice and is set on resuming come Monday.”Amber's face brightened. “That's good news!” She clapped her hands in delight. “I must say, we do make a good team.”Yes, we do.” Chloe agreed easily, her mind flashing back to daydreaming about Sean. Of course, she maintained her distance but it seemed Sean was serious about her this time around, always calling and texting.Just last night, they'd talked on the phone for long hours the sound of his voice nearly driving her crazy with want.“Chloe? Chloe, are you even listening to me?” Amber's irritable voice burst into her dreams, with the woman snapping her finger in Chloe's face.“Absolutely, you were saying?”Chloe didn't take the bait so easily, throwing a suspicious glan
Sean took a deep breath, looking at the crowd of onlookers that had gathered in front of the car as well as the throng of reporters and news stations that were waiting for his entrance.“Fuck, how did they know it was today?!” He hissed, jerking at his tie. Rebecca sat in the seat next to him, spending way too much on her tablet even though it was obvious that she was ignoring him. “I have no idea.”Resting the urge to snap at her especially when it wasn't her fault, he took a deep breath. “Dean, what do we do now?”Dean Hallmark was one of the newest staff that he recruited for his position. Swearing to make things better and easier for himself this time around, Sean strived to employ more people to ease the workload.Dean was his PR exec, one of the best in the country or so they told him anyway.Dean turned around to look at him, a frustrated look on his face. “For now, I have no idea what to do. They were not supposed to be here today.”Sean groaned, taking a hand through his per
The Day Before “What are you doing?” Rebecca’s long-time friend Ravi asked, plopping down a bowl of frozen yogurt with two spoons.“Hmmm?” She sighed, scrolling through her phone aimlessly while she waited for someone's message to pop up. One person in particular.Involuntarily, another sigh escaped her lips making Ravi roll her eyes skyward before snatching the phone from her arms. “You've got to stop staring at the phone all day like a lovesick loon. He's not going to reply to your texts either way.”She reached for the phone but Ravi was smarter. “But what if he replies now? I might miss it!”“What I'll miss is you whining over a guy that barely likes you, Becca!”“Not this again.” Rebecca moaned, covering her face with her hands. “I've told you this countless times, Ravi, you weren't there in Greece…we shared something special.”“Is that what he told you or what you're using to delude yourself?” She could feel Ravi’s intense side eyes. “I don't even know why I bother to explain
“Who authorized this meeting?!” Clement's pissed-off tone reverberated down the hall, interrupting the senior marketing manager, Erin. He froze in shock, his eyes round darting over to Sean like he was in need of help.“Erin, go ahead please.” He instructed, wanting to move this meeting along.The man gulped. “But sir, surely I can-”“What the hell is going on here?” Clement stormed in, his presence soaking up the air in the room. His secretary, a shy and timid woman is behind his back, holding a notepad.Erik seized the moment, now that the spotlight wasn't on him anymore to run away probably smelling the danger in the air.“A meeting, Clement, surely you're smart enough to understand that unless…” Sean let that statement open, a small smile tipping his lips up.Clement took the bait, as expected pivoting around to face Sean. “I don't think you know what you're doing, Sean, maybe the time abroad has melted your brain to Swiss cheese but I am the CEO and any…I repeat, any meeting tha
After that incredible performance back at the conference room, Clement let Sean run the meeting while he retreated to his room but unknowning to the poor guy, Clement had no intentions of washing the beef they had down the drain.Sean took almost everything he had and until Clement managed to accomplish that… he would never be satisfied.So Clement started to think hard on what next to do. For the first time in weeks, he could feel that familiar excitement that used to thrum in his bones whenever he was taking on a new project.Being CEO was his lifelong dream but he was quickly realizing it's not all roses and picnics.Most of his time was spent stuck in meetings instead of chasing new deals and even when a new deal did fall into his lap, he had to do the schmoozing, the winning and dining until the investor's signature was on the dotted check.After the first three dinners, Clement quickly grew bored but this…now this, was thrilling!Noise downstairs caught his attention, making him
The cab driver dropped him off in front of Wendy's at exactly 8:15.As usual, the crowd was hopping on a Thursday night with bikers and stoners loitering in the corner. The can driver's eyes darted around nervously, visibly uncomfortable in this kind of setting. “Your fare is $49.99, sir.”The man's legs bounced still staring outside his window as he waited for Clement to hand over his money. Withdrawing a $100 bill from his wallet discreetly, Clement handed it over to the man with a smile. “Keep the change.”Gratitude flooded the man's features, his face lighting up. “Thank you so much, sir! Do you need me to wait up for you?”Just then a couple of the bikers started kicking around trash cans, the contents spilling out as they joked around with the tin roughly. The car gulped, fear flashing through his face.He must be having second thoughts about his offer. Clement decided to give him an out.“It's fine, you can go. I'll probably be here for a little while.” Clement waved him off,
They sat in silence for some minutes with Camille doing a poor job of not trying to gobble him up with her eyes. It was as if she could hardly believe she was seeing the same man in front of her.The last time they'd seen was three years ago, with Camila shoving her middle finger angrily at him while she strutted away. Their last encounter didn't end on good terms, which was why she was shocked to see him here, in the bar where she worked looking for her.However, if there's anything she knows is that Clement Lambert does not pay courtesy visits.“Why are you here, Clem?” She broke the silence.“Do you want anything?” Clement asked instead, ignoring her question. “Apparently, your friend Fatima said there's something called a Thursday Special, would you like that?”She places her palms flat on the table, leaning in. “What I want is for you to tell me what you're doing here?”“Would you believe me if I said I missed you?” He joked and smiled.She didn't return it. “No, I do not believe
“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