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Author: karategirl
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Chapter 1 Prologue

Word Count: 981    |    Released on: 05/07/2021

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lia's pleas. Watching the situation closely, I tried to keep my panic at bay. One minute we were drinking and having fun and the next

arkling green eyes and a muscular physique, added to the glamorous lifestyle, I could see why women fawned over him. There was something about him that didn't sit well with me though, a sense of slyness that I just couldn't shake, so I was always wary around him. I was pretty s

ming a pain. I couldn't see how Amalia stomached their attitudes. While soundproofed, gorgeous rooms were great in theory, it wasn't doing us any favours right now. Nobody would rush in having heard the screams, it may even have been a moot point considering the ear-shattering level of music in the exclusive

ess. My heart melted, I would forgive her anything. She was my sister and we stood by each other through everything, always had and always would. I sent her a look that said 'it's going to be ok'. My eyes moved back t

"You wanna play in the big leagues, you better have the balls to back i

face as he started begging in desperation, "Please, I didn't mean to offend yo

huh? Where's all the macho shit now huh?" He s

. "Please," said Andy "Please, whatever you want, money? My girl over there? She's

d Andy nodded. He turned around and without

ain out of the eyes of my best friend, my

ck to Andy and smirked

er he continued to beg and cry, snivelling about how he didn't want to die. I hadn't made a sound, I quickly made my

of my cherished friend. As the scene played out, I realized that it was unlikely I would get out of it alive either, I was a witness, they would never let me leave. A few moments lat

irrevocably. I put every ounce of hatred I could manage into my glare and silently, and with all my being, c

briefly, he turned to one of hi

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“Life hasn't been all roses for thirty-four year old Kay, when she meets the handsome Emile it proves to be the catalyst that reignites an old flame and brings her to the attention of some very dangerous people. Emile is a very private CEO and billionaire, having his assistant act as the face of his popular streetwear brand, he prefers to be in the background, watching and working in the shadows. When he meets Kay he is intrigued and taken aback by her effect on him. Once he decides he wants something he usually gets it and refuses to back down regardless of her reticence. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Wait," I blurted, pushing him away from me and fixing my clothes. He exhaled loudly and ran his hands through his hair. I smoothed my hair and took a deep breath. "We can't do this, we need to be professional," I insisted. I didn't know what was happening with his girlfriend and baby, but I was definitely not going to be a homewrecker. I also really wanted to be professional, the agency had a lot riding on this account. His expression darkened and he inhaled deeply. "Are you sure about that Kay, I am the client after all. I am sure you wouldn't want to upset me and risk damaging our professional relationship," he smirked. My eyes widened, did he just insinuate what I thought he did? "Just what is that supposed to mean Mr. Riley?" I asked through gritted teeth, arms folded across my body. I knew it, he was just another rich spoiled brat, not able to understand that he couldn't always get what he wanted. I felt my face heat up, my nostrils flared. "I'm just saying, this could be a very mutually beneficial thing for us. You do want things to go well with our business arrangements right?" he smirked again.”