“Come on, Chloe, pick up. This is important.” Maeve muttered under her breath, checking her phone repeatedly to check for any missed calls. Nothing.Just like the past twenty-odd hours. Her calls, messages, and texts went unanswered which is very much unlike her.To try her luck, Maeve tried her luck again. As usual, it went straight to voicemail. “Hi, it's me! You've reached Chloe but unfortunately, she's not able to come to the phone right now. You know what to do after the beep though, thank you!”Maeve breathed in, worry stabbing at her guts. “Chloe, it's me, again for like the hundredth time. Just pick up please, at least let me know that you're okay.”Chloe hasn't been back since last night and it's not like she left with any important things. Her work iPad, computer, and even her passport were all here.Almost a full day has passed since Chloe walked out those doors and it's a long time for her sister to leave without you informing anyone.Choosing to hold on a bit, Maeve wen
“Argh!” Chloe sputtered, slowly fluttering her eyes open gasping for breath. “What the hell…?” Ice cold water that threatened to move off a few of her brain cells courses down her body, shocking her awake. Trying to move her body, she discovered that she was being held captive unable to move from the waist down as her body was bound by several ropes. “Fuck…ing move!” she cursed, trying to dislodge the ropes. “Good. She's awake.” A male voice rang out, making her head snap up so fast. In the cold, harsh light of the day, the guy was almost unrecognizable but that shirt …“I know you…” she mumbled, watching him carefully as he walked towards her. “From last night..” Suddenly, it clicked in and her eyes widened as she tried to scramble back but there was nowhere else for her to run to. He was the leader of the gang that had tried to kidnap her yesterday…No, wait, if she was bound and tied up then that means, they'd succeeded in capturing her.The guy wasn't wearing a mask to shield
“Have you found her yet?” Sean asked his friend, Ivan the same question he's asked in the last twenty minutes.Ivan just shook his head, heaving a sigh. “You just asked me that same question less than two minutes ago, I've told you that I'm still working on it.”“But the security cameras on the street should have locked something up!” He groaned, worried out of his mind about Chloe. It's been well over twenty four hours since she was last seen or heard from and only god knows what she's currently going through. “Someone rewound the tapes about halfway through so there's nothing on there, I told you before.” Ivan sighed, rubbing at his temples.Sean realized that his constant hovering might drive Ivan nuts, plus the fact that he wouldn't find Chloe on time.“I'm sorry, I'll move back. I know I'm driving you nuts, it's just..”“You can't bare the thought of anything happening to Chloe, can you?” Ivan looked at him sympathetically. “Do you know anyone that would want to hurt Chloe? That
A day before…“Your chai tea, ma'am.” Amber opened one eye, spotting one of her maids bent over to offer the drink to her, with smoke billowing from the top indicating that it was freshly made.Amber flipped her legs to the side in excitement, reaching for the drink. The smooth and well-grounded chocolate taste melted on her tongue, making her eyes roll to the back of her head. The effect was so orgasmic that she had to groan out loud.“Oh, my gosh Porsha, this tastes so damn good!” She exclaimed, smiling so hard that her teeth might fall off. “Did you use that technique that I taught you?”Porsha scratched at her chin, looking uneasy. “My name is Portia ma'am, not Porsha, and yes I did use your favourite recipe.”Usually Amber would harp on about the correction but the tea put her in such an upbeat state, that she let it slide. “Whatever your name is, it is cool by me. Thank you for the tea, I'll let you know if I need more.”A smile fixed on her face, Amber watched Portia leave cont
Amber was so shocked at Maeve’s words that she nearly spat out the drink that was already halfway down her stomach. Carefully putting the drink down so she didn't tip it over, she looked at Maeve. “Honestly, I don't know if I should be annoyed or marveling at your guts. What makes you think that I had anything to do with your sister or the fact that we're connected?”“For one, I'm not some dumb bimbo that you can try to run tracks around…I know she was coming to see you the night that she disappeared. It didn't take much for me to connect the dots.”Amber sat up, shocked once again. “Wait, what do you mean by ‘disappeared’?”“Exactly as it sounds,” Maeve said. “Two nights ago, my sister was supposed to meet you wasn't she?”“How did you know that?” Amber asked warily.I've known for a while that she was doing something illegal or fishy that didn't sit well with me, and your name was always at the center of it.” Maeve rambled. “I saw your name on her phone.”“So you connected the dots
Present DaySean's mouth dropped open, his eyes wide. He had to blink repeatedly to be sure that he wants seeing double. He stopped suddenly, so fast that Andrea nearly plowed into his back.“That's her, sir! The lady who wanted to talk to you!” She whispered or tried to, her voice was loud enough. “I can tell she's the one, thank you, Andrea, you may leave.”Sean didn't turn around but the shuffling of feet amid the mild protests informed him that she had left. Facing Amber whom he never thought he'd see again, he was curious to know why she was here. “Amber…I would say it's lovely to see you again but I have the feeling that you might not share the same sentiment.”“I'm afraid I'm not here for a courtesy visit,” Amber said calmly. She was dressed up in a power suit, her hair swept back into a high ponytail. A designer bag and shoes completed her outside with a diamond necklace peeking out from her neckline. “You want to go somewhere private to talk?” He half turned, ready to show
The screech of the doorway jolted Chloe up from her slumber. Since sleep was all she could do these days, her eyes flew open immediately hungry to feast on something other than the dreary state of this place. It was Drake, walking in with her meal just on time. For kidnappers, they fed her remarkably well three times a day.“Hey, stranger.” Drake smiled at her as he approached, his dimples popping out. She returned the effort, the weight on her chest lifting when he walked in. If it wasn't for Drake, she might have gone mental just a little bit.During her food breaks, he would extend it by an hour or two just to keep her company. He's dry jokes and witty humor always uplifted her spirit and for the first couple of days it kept her afloat pushing away thoughts of the future but after almost a week, she needed something more.She needed to know the truth.“Hey, what's on the menu?” She sniffed the air just as the food came down. Usually he was supposed to tie her hands and legs so sh
Initially, when the door was first kicked open, Chloe thought it was one of the other goons, which she hadn't seen since that first night that they'd kidnapped her but when the guy stepped in, the first thing she noticed was the shoe, since the rest of his figure was in the dark.Hid end, quality loafers…the kind that costs about $1000 per pair.Immediately, she knew that this must be the leader of this rag-tag gang and she stood up straight.Thankfully, her legs were bound and while the rope around her hands was a bit loose, she could handle it in such a way that he wouldn't know.Drake stiffened, moving back two paces when he saw the stranger. “S-sir, I didn't know you would be coming in today.”Today? What does Drake mean by today?Has this guy been coming around and she didn't know about it?This place must be bigger than she initially thought.“I thought I'd come in and see my investment up close.” The stranger's smooth baritone voice rolled out the words.That voice…It sounded