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
"Fuck you, you cheating bitch!" Steve yelled. His temper tantrums were becoming more and more common since his father left him out of the company. "Why the fuck do I even tell you things? Don't ever call me that again!" Selena screamed back. "What, bitch? I bet if Taron called you a bitch, you wouldn't mind, you'd go down on your knees and say, yes daddy." Steve mocked her pitch and continued. "Shut up, you broke man! You're the reason we're living like this, haven't I suffered enough? Where's the plan you've been talking about since, where's the result?" "How dare you?" Steve lunged towards Selena, grabbed her and gave her a big slap to the face. "How dare you?" Selena slapped him back and they started pulling each other and dragging their hair. "Fuck you," Selena spat and moved away from him. "I can't believe I had something with someone like you." "It was just the money, Selena, that's all you wanted; you can't lie to yourself like that." Steve sang. "Steve Garr
His phone started to ring and he picked it up with a frown. “Rob, I’ve told you not to contact me, I’ll call you myself.” He sounded annoyed. “I know, but I’m witnessing a fight between Miss Goldbridge and Garrick, and I feel like I shouldn’t be doing this, plus, this is taking a lot out of my work time.” Rob said to the man. “I’m very sure that I’m paying you more than enough to do this, you’re not allowed to complain, and didn’t you hire more workers?” “Fine.” Rob sighed and the man cut the call immediately. He started to go through Taron’s social media. It had been a while since he went through it, and he felt stupid for not doing it sooner. Watching someone online helps too. “Wow.” He clicked his tongue as he noticed that Taron had taken down all the pictures of him with Selena on all his social media platforms. “He eventually realised that he had to do that, then.” The man chuckled and arranged the papers in front of him before picking up what had arrived in the ma
Taron was in a meeting with one of the heads of his Chinese partner companies when his phone vibrated. Wu Zhihao chuckled. "You should check that, it could be your lady." The man said, raising his brows and smiling suggestively. Taron looked at the man. He was one of the most cheerful people he had met. While wealthy people were mostly brooding to keep their face true to the facial stereotypes of people with a lot of money in their accounts, this man shook hands with everyone and laughed heartily whenever he heard something funny. Taron looked at Wu. "I don't have a partner, don’t plan to have anyone anytime soon either.” Regardless, Taron excused himself and took out his phone. It was an email from the KingPins, inviting him to a meeting, stating that it was very important for him to be present since it was going to be his first meeting. If Jonas was right, then he had to ignore the invitation or it would be his first and last meeting. Greedy rich people always loved setting
James Garrick was nervous and it was obvious. He was aware of that, so he resented himself for wearing his emotions on his sleeve. He had come with a proposal for Taron, and if he did not look like he believed in what he wanted to say, how would he get Taron to believe in it? He fished out a white handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Taron sat, looking uninterested and disconnected from his surroundings. James Garrick had called without setting up an appointment, but luckily, Taron happened to be free enough to hold a short conversation with him. “Give me two minutes.” Taron said, typing away at his screen. James used that time to go over the words in his head. Taron was smart and would be able to fish out what he didn’t like very easily. “So,” Taron said, putting the papers in his hand down before looking at James Garrick. “how can I help you today?” “I’m here to ask for an increase.” James Garrick went straight to the point. “An increase, huh?” Taron did not