TRACE I heard the chuckle of the man who was tied to the chair. I gave him a stern look as he stopped me from thinking about Chloe. Whoever he is is very unlucky because I'm the one facing him. And he looks like a fool who is in a hurry to die for disturbing my thoughts of Chloe. "Who sent you here?" I asked while lighting the wrapped weeds that Isaiah handed me. "Kill me now!" he replied proudly and calmly. "You will have nothing to gain from me." He chuckled. Hah! Nice! I smirked, glancing at him. He is one of those wonderful types of opponents I have met, those whom I will not feel even a little mercy because I prefer to kill them immediately and be done with it. But I need to let him say a name first... a name that is useful so that I don't waste my time here. "Who sent you, you fool?!" I repeated the question angrily and pulled his hair so he could look directly at me, and then I blew smoke into his face. I shook my head as weeds started to work on me. The man was blo
Forte KonstraktTaguig City, Metro Manila, PhilippinesNovember 2021CHLOE I was in a hurry. I received a message yesterday that I needed to be at the Forte Konstrakt office strictly at 10 A.M. today. I was informed that the hotel owner had arrived to see the interior designs I had started.I didn't expect that. My schedule was supposed to be next week because Franco told me that he was supposed to introduce the artist to me first. I was the one who would talk to the artist about choosing the paintings and artworks for the hotel. I had to decide since I did the interior designs and paintings should be based on the theme preferred by the hotel owner.The theme was given, and it was weird because the hotel owner chose a dominant and masculine color scheme. It was a hotel, but the chosen colors needed to be more friendly. Anyway, I didn't care, so why should I think about it? I could suggest, but not to the point where I knew better than the owner."Hi!" I greeted Alona, Engr. Franco Ro
CHLOE'S POV June 2021 23rd Street, New York, USA "Chloe McIntyre! Wait!" I stopped in my tracks when I heard his voice. Oliver James, my handsome boss and the CEO of the company where I've been working for a year. Being one of the junior interior designers, it was my ladder to keep him close. This guy was the man of my dreams. Why the hell not? He was a perfect gentleman, wealthy, and had a good heart. Twenty per cent of his company's earnings were distributed to his chosen charities. He's just too good to be true, and… he's mine. Wondering the possible reason, I stood beside my car and waited for him to come closer. "Hey, Oliver!" I smiled at him. He was almost catching his breath when he finally stood before me. "Going home already?" "Ah, yeah," I said, tucking loose strands of hair behind my ear. "What's the matter? Do you need anything?" "Well, I just wanna ask you something." He shrugged. It felt like heaven as we exchanged glances. He seemed to be musing in his deep t
TRACE'S POV June 2021 El Tierra City, Salvacion, Philippines "What did you do last night, Trace?!" My father, Governor Patricio Salvacion Dimagiba, Sr., angrily asked. I faced my father and grinned at his flushed face. He seemed like an overripe tomato in my eyes. He was an entertaining sight. The fuck! Then I cocked my head aside and wondered why it was late for them to hear about the shit I did. It seems like the people of Salvacion were slow to anticipate my scandals. Fuck! This is getting boring. I shrugged. Maybe they think I'm getting softer? Kinder? For fucks's sake, that won't happen. I was about to answer him when I was interrupted by the woman who suddenly approached him and held my father's arm. Wow! Fucking sweet! I smirked. The fucking she-devil was still here?! What the hell with this bitch? "Patrick, reporters are waiting for you outside." The slut, who was dressed smart-casually, informed my father. I scoffed and shot the woman with a malicious look. Louisiann
TRACE January 2018 Agrianthropos City My gaze darted around the room filled with five naked women. The three European women were part of the new ones who arrived on the island just yesterday. Jake sent them to Logan. They are models at Jake's modeling agency who aren't primarily modeling to make money. The other two, a Japanese and a Korean, are from Chase. Chase is one of the newly recruited members of our organization, and we, the founders, allowed him to have a casa here on the island; his main business is selling pussies. About Jake, he is one of the seven founders, which includes me, and has an agency. Jake's prostitution or pussy selling was concealed behind the modeling agency. Jake's bitches are all clean because Jake makes sure of that. What's the point of being a doctor if the femininity of his models can't be cleaned up at all? "Master," the blonde European said in a seductive whisper when she got close to me. The woman had an angelic appearance and a serene smile. She
TRACE "Stop killing people with nonsense, you short-tempered fucker." Logan shook his head in amusement. "Elliot has a hard time defending you most often, and members of Foedus are gonna start doubting us if you continue behaving like that." "If they questioned my mental capacity, feed them to Doze," I said boringly. "Simple solution." Doze is the group of my pets: lions, tigers, jaguars, cheetahs, leopards, and panthers. They are twelve because they are couples. I designed a mansion, the Manor, for their home because Lev was enraged when there was a time that three members were attacked by some of my cats. I forgot the three members' names. They are... yeah, right! The stupid professor, the idiot trillionaire, and the moron Yakuza one. Texas, Ohio, and Michigan were full for a day because of them. I am the only one who enjoyed playing with the Doze. I have two trusted men taking care of the Doze in the Manor, Simoun and Ibarra; those are not their actual names, but I nicknamed t
January 2018 NAIA, Pasay City, PHILIPPINES TRACE "Where's my car?" I immediately asked Franco, my executive assistant in all my legal businesses. The main office of my legal company is in Makati City, Philippines. I owned an 88-story building in Makati, which houses the principal office of the real estate company I founded shortly after passing the architecture licensure exam. I am an architect by profession and am well-known for my designs. Whatever negative or ugly image is connected to my personality because of my antics in Salvacion and wherever in the world I intend to be involved in is ignored by my clients. I even designed one of Dubai's commercial areas. I am famous for my architectural designs but infamous for my sex drive and anger issues. "Your car is in the parking lot, Sir Trace." Franco gave me the car keys after informing me of the location of my car. "Go back to the office. I need to find Paige first." I turned to leave him. I had already taken some steps when he
January 2018 Baguio City, PHILIPPINES TRACE Luckily, I could easily find the house address that Paige had texted me. I am now in front of the gate of a large house with two floors. I've been honking for a while, but no one is opening the gate. Hell! Should I blow up this gate?! Yes, I should. I backed the car up and was about to hit the gate when it suddenly opened, and Paige stepped out. Thanks to the devil, my brat sister appeared! "Kuya!" Paige happily called me. My sister is always bubbly and happy, sweet but often mischievous, and can't be trusted with her impulsiveness. Pissed off, I parked my car on the side of the road and rolled down the window. "Hop on!" I'm not in a good mood to sweet-talk this brat. "Wait!!! I will introduce you to my best friend first," she excitedly said. "Get in!" "Aren't you going to thank my BFF first for letting me stay here for three days?" She was trying to convince me. I didn't say a word. I'm getting annoyed with Paige's nonsense. I s