CEO's last prime Days

September 8, 2004.The flicking rainbow lights, equally sleek men and women danced to thier heart's content as the loud booming music filled the air. The lone woman in the dark corner of the nightclub watched every bit of their movement.Unlike the lively crowd and seemingly fun groups of people at each table, either catching up with one another, flirting and making out couples at the dark corner, or friends comforting their crying friend because of whatever headache she has.The lone woman only had her glass of  wine and her sighing friend as get companion."This is sad.... I am utterly sad". Peace Cyril's voice cracked. The corner of her eyes formed salty liquid as she chewed her bottom lips, trying to suppress the cry's that were threatening to roll out.Peace Cyril, a 25 years old lady, CEO and sole owner of JUSTclassic Empire. Which she had established from the very scratch six years ago. Six years of hustling and grinding to become who she was tod

Amelia's POV Amelia paced round the small room she shared with Mrs Houston's daughter as though she would leave a hole . " See Amelia , if you continue like this there is a possibility that you will leave a hole on the floor by the time you done". Zoe said in her usual sarcastic manner. Amelia knew what Zoe said was right but she just couldn't help worrying. Okay she isn't a golddigger or something, she truly loves Leo to the extent that even if he had nothing she was really ready to be with him. But for the deity that she really had her hopes on to have given her a false sign like she didn't matter was pissing her off, if when she first asked them for a sign and they didn't give any she would have just stopped all this her daydreaming. "Amelia!!!!!! Are you sure that you are listening to me at all?". Zoe asked just to be sure that she wasn't just making noise, so Amelia on the other side heard her clearly but she had nothing to say because it will always bring same result as usua

        Episode 5Her alluring lashes fluttered conquettishly along with the curl of her lips . With their short distance, he got a whiff of her subtle and yet delectable scents of vanilla.         "I can pay you", he said, drawing his throbbing head back, away from the tips of her fingers on his chin.         "Really?" Retracting her fingers. Peace tilted her head to the side. "From the  consumption of feul, the interior upholstery of my car, car wash fee, laundry of my damaged clothes and labor, you will pay for all of them right?", Peace arched her right brow as her gaze was glued on his undeniable great facial features.         "Yes, including the medical bills", sounding as if he was just in the middle of a formal settlement, the man slightly nodded his head.           However, as expected peace wouldn't let it go just li

On the top roof of the hospital where the man was admitted, Vincent glazed at the unhealthy foods peace had ordered for. There was a box of pizza, can beers and other snacks. A deletable only for those who weren't conscious of thier health and definitely not a patient like him.    Since Vincent Roy could not go outside yet, peace came up with this bright idea of eating out. Out in the cold rooftop of the hospital. Hence, she wheeled him up to the toproof after she stucked those foods and illegal beverages.     "Mmm....", Peace chewed the soft dough of pizza as she closed her eyes in bliss. Just by eating she was delighted to the extent that her cheeks flushed.    Meanwhile Vincent Roy glazed at the food placed on the toproof railing and then to peace who had her elbows resting on the railing, a slice of half eaten pizza on her right hand, and a can of beer on her left hand.    He pursed his lips on a thin lin

So your name is Vincent Roy, hum?". peace muttered as she turned and walked backwards, her eyes on his blank yet still elegant visage.    Vincent though been given his clean bills of health, struggled to walk properly. His every steps laced with discretion not to pressure his healing wounds.    "Hmmmm", he hummed as a response, his eyes glanced at the inquiring pairs of eyes before him.  It has been days since he introduced himself but yet , peace never for once called him by his name. Aside from Browny, she would usually call him'hey', or just"you" . So this was the first time that his name would come out from her lips.    "Sounds familiar," peace pressed her lips together as she shrugged her shoulders before pivoting her heels, thereby walking well again.   Vincent remained silent as he gazed at her shoulders.    "Actually......" Just as he was about to suggest why it had sounded to familiar