LUCAS"You have another meeting by noon with the Head of designs, Ashvault Luxe. He is known for his rude, snobbish nature. He literally walks around like he owns the world." "And what does he want?""A couple of buildings as investment. Typically Airbnbs, apartments and whatnot. He wants us to build and design for him… or mostly build while he supervises, suggests and practically takes over the designs." My P.A, Simon, said to me. I scoffed and shook my head."Well, shit does not work that way. He would either have to sit back and let us do our job or find other people totally." I spoke leisurely, not bothering to hide my boredom with all this. I was more concerned with my phone right now, checking my texts to see whether my third gift to Clara for the week had been thrown away like the others.I doubted she could throw this one out. But that girl seemed to get off on shocking and annoying me nowadays, I would not put anything past her.Simon finished, "Yes, I thought that too. It c
CLARAThe doorbell rang just then and I hurried to the door, pulling it open with a force that almost detached the door from its hinges."Oh hey! Freddie! Been waiting for you to show up." I cooed, but Fred's eyes had already diverted to the person standing behind me—Lucas, and when he looked back at me, every single hint of playfulness was gone from his expression.If this was Lucas, I would be struggling to stand with how much darkness the man harbored in those his eyes. When it came to Fred, however, he just looked funny. "Fred?""Cut the look, boy, before I actually punch you in the fucking eye. You don't even have the decency to look at your date?" Lucas thundered from behind me and finally, finally, Fred glanced at me. I let out a small breath I did not realize I had been holding, and Fred scoffed,"What is this? A reunion of some sort? Were you going to convince her to leave with you if I wasted more time showing up?""Maybe. She is certainly too gorgeous to be kept waiting, a
CLARAI checked my hair in the mirror, then smacked my lips too, hoping that I did not look like I was doing too much. I was going on a date with Fred today, we had to keep the appearance up. For the first few days after the scandal, the public had turned against me and had dug up the fact that I was my father's daughter and we were running for senate.I got death threats from thirsty girls, and one person even pasted my address in my inbox. In her words,'If I make up my mind to fuck you up, just know I can. Lucas is innocent and I would not have you drag his name to the mud, you slut. Watch your back.'I took that message seriously. I tracked the number and had the cops pick her up and make her sign some documents, ensuring my safety. The fool had even used her business account to text that to me. I could ruin her with one snap of my finger if I really wanted to. But I just didn’t care to go down that road. She was lucky.As for the perpetrator, Lucas… I blocked him after he called
LUCAS"Instead of trying to clear your damn name, you go ahead and act like that woman said the fucking truth about you… what kind of pussy did I raise, for crying out loud?" Mom yelled, shaking really hard too. I scoffed, leaning back against my office chair now to properly look at her.Of course, she was wearing a fucking ball gown or at least, something that looked like a ball gown. Trust the woman to be extra for nothing.I had offered her a chair but she just slammed my door shut and stood next to it, pouring her heart out to me about what happened two nights ago after I ignored all their calls. "This is why you almost killed my personal assistant when he told you I was in a meeting and had to come drag me out of there too? For this?" I questioned, just to be sure. This woman had barged into my meeting and practically dragged me out without a single explanation to my board members at the meeting.By now, everyone knew how irrational my mother could be, so they just signaled me
CLARAI scrambled up to my feet refusing Lucas's help and running to Fred instead. Fred hastened his steps towards me once I stepped out of the corner, worry evident on his features.As soon as Lucas stepped out of the corner after me, Fred's steps faltered and with scrunched up brows, he regarded two of us with an unspoken expression on his face.I raised my two hands in front of me, trying to walk faster and ignoring how much my bum hurt."It's nothing you should be worried about, we just had a chat." I immediately summoned a firm, confident tone to help keep him from causing a scene because Fred was literally the most irrational person I knew.His eyes kept zeroing in on Lucas, though and I just swallowed, turning to see Lucas's face too. He had an amused expression on his face that made me want to slap a hand over my face and also slap him too while at it. Journalists were everywhere, u really could not risk a scene on the very first day Fred introduced me to the public. I could
LUCASI could not see her eyes which were frankly, the most telling factor about how she was feeling… every damn time.But I could feel her pulse when my fingers stealthily moved to hold the side of her neck, and it was racing.Good."If Fred catches you, he's going to—"I let out a laugh that did not quite come from the heart. That got her to stop talking, and I spoke this time,"Do you just want to be funny or you actually genuinely think I am scared of your little…" I paused there, not comfortable with calling that man any title that would insinuate that he belonged to Clara, or that they belonged with each other."I am not scared of Fred, Clara. I have never been, even in business. I am not scared of him with you too. I know whatever shit that is going on between you two is probably all just a facade, if just something temporary. I am only furious as to how far you both will take it. Does he get sexual benefits too? As a bonus?" I did not mean to, but I heard my voice get a bit de