"I'm not in the most comfortable situation here, Harry." Taron turned to whisper to his designated assistant for the occasion. Harry blinked back in embarrassment. He was the shy type, and talking to people wasn't his thing. Taron was surrounded by about five women who had come to him in the guise of 'Wanting to talk to him', but he was smarter than that, and he knew that it wasn't just a casual conversation that these women wanted. Not with the way they kept looking up at him and tried their best to discreetly rub their chests against him, or in Maureen's case, make a show of adjusting her top, which was actually her just pulling the hem down. As if she needed to prove that she had gigantic breasts. "So you know, when I was younger, I used to help my nanny in the kitchen. I mean, it was nice to have helpers to do the work, but sometimes I felt the need to be self reliant, you know?" Maureen gave a long suffering sigh. "And that's good for you, Maureen." Taron sighed. He
"...I'm really sorry for causing a scene yesterday, I hope I didn't embarrass you too much; call me." Taron sighed as he listened to the third voice mail Selena had left for him. "Mike, so you remember how much I've always loved kids? Well one just ran towards me and told me that he thinks I'm the prettiest girl you've ever seen and I'm so honored! What are your thoughts?" Selena sighed and the voice mail came to an end. Taron shook his head. He had bigger things to do, but he was here listening to the voice of such a terrible woman. A terrible woman that he was really in love with for a very long time. Taron remembered trying to talk to her, and her cutting calls saying she wanted to go to sleep. He'd see her posting on her stories on Instagram and whenever he asked, it would be a "Something came up and I really had to go" that he'd get as a reply. "You really did do me a one up, didn't you, Selena?" Taron pressed delete and cleared all the voice mails he had. He couldn't be
Taron sighed in relief. "I'm just grateful that it's you." Taron looked around just to be sure. He had to get used to the guards being around him all the time. "What do you want, Jonas?" Taron asked. "There's someone here to see you, sir, but I also wanted to speak to you about something." Jonas said. "Who is the person?" "He said his name is Rob." Jonas said. "Okay, he can wait. What did you want to talk to me about?" Taron sat and Jonas walked around the perimeter of his study before going to stand before Taron. "I just had to be sure that no one was watching." Taron was perplexed. "Do you need to sit down? It sounds like something very important." "The King Pins, sir. The old sir used to call meetings regularly. Very dangerous set of people." Jonas said, his face grim. "King Pins?" "Information about them should be in your manual, you're probably not there yet. They are an organsation of extremely powerful people, and you are supposed to be their new l
Taron wondered what his mother would want with him. For years, they had not spoken to each other, and now she had the audacity to call him? After all that she did to him? Who was he to even assume that she was calling from a good place? What if she wanted to call just to berate him mercilessly as usual? He picked up his phone, looking after the notification that informed him of the missed call. Taron wanted to click on that notification, to call her back, but he could not. As he pondered on whether to call her or not, his mind flashed back to their last conversation... “What is this, huh?” Taron ducked that day as his mother threw the bag at him. “That’s all I’ve been able to make this week, mom, you have to be a little patient with me, please.” Taron pleaded. He was ashamed of himself and well aware of his short comings already. Having his mom constantly remind him that he was a failure was not doing any good to him, or to any of them at home for that matter. “I don’t wa
Selena went to a nearby bar to look for something to make her happy, if only for a while. Taron was everywhere. She had wanted him out of her life, but now it seemed that everywhere she went, she was cursed to see him. On the billboards, on the phones, on the papers, on her friends’ lips, even in her dreams. She could not let go of him. She didn’t even want to, but if it was just for tonight, she had to be happy. And Steve, Steve who was her initial goal, but became the backup after she found out about Taron’s wealth. Even Steve had come crashing down. If only the brat had pulled his weight around a little bit, then they wouldn’t be in this situation. “Three beers, please. The cheap kind.” Selena came from money, but even then, her father enjoyed getting normal priced beers for himself. Sure he could go all out for visitors and partners, but for himself, it was the normal Ratz or Trophy. “Sure you can handle all that, miss?” The bartender asked. “Just get what I asked you
Selena could not make sense of where she was, or how she even got there in the first place. She looked around for Mackenzie, or for any familiar face that was not one of her fellow models that she had met on occasion. The models were avoiding her as well, so she did not have to do much. “Get out of my face!” Selena yelled at someone who was standing in front of her. “Huh? I was here first!” The woman said, turning back to glare at Selena. Selena’s eyes raked the scantily clad woman before she jumped on her. Selena may not have known how to do anything, but she did know how to pack a punch and scratch eyes out. Living with her father had given her an edge over others with how aware of her surroundings she usually was. Although, not this time as someone clicked on their camera and captured all of her moments underground before leaving discreetly. “I want to go home.” Selena groaned and walked over the unconscious body of the lady she had just beaten to a pulp. She got to the entr
“We are going big very soon, baby!” Steve exclaimed and turned to look at Selena with a big grin on his face. Selena wasn’t in the mood for any of his antics, not especially after their episode. It did not help matters that her head felt like it was filled with dust and she could not think straight. “I don’t think it’s possible for us to grow any more than this, Steve.” Selena tried rolling her eyes, but failed at it. “I meant financially and everything, you wouldn’t believe who is helping me out with my new social media movement.” Steve looked excited, Selena noticed that and started to get excited too. Whenever Steve got that excited, it could only mean that he had gotten more money, or that there was a pretty girl waiting on him to get laid. “Money?” Selena shot out of bed, wincing slightly. “Very soon, babe.” Steve said, sounding like he was making a promise. Selena was able to crack a smile and Steve leaned in to kiss her before going on the phone. “Brody? Yes, you h
“Bitch!” A woman yelled and Selena started dripping liquid from the cup of noodles that was thrown all over her. Ugh! If she had seen who had thrown it, she could have sued the lady. Selena thought as she looked for the nearest bathroom with embarrassment crawling over her beautiful person. Why was she suddenly getting dragged once again? She wondered. She had not met with Taron for weeks now, and the people who had mocked her for going after Taron so desperately had stopped eventually. But then it seemed that they had decided to rise again, but why? When she woke up a few days ago, she was tagged to hate tweets on the social media platform and read articles on her, and even saw people giving her hot takes. Again, not every publicity is good publicity. If things went on like this, no one would want to work with her, and she was Selena Goldbridge, best of the best. Until all this happened, though. “You know, I’d raise my girls to never be so desperate, or hungry for people who