•Victoria Ford- A nature-loving girl, an A-grade high school student, and someone who used to be always surrounded by the perfect company of 3 best friends who meant the world to her. She is a highly optimistic person with a love for happily-ever-afters running in her veins. Keyword: Used to be. Tense: Past. She was a highly optimistic person. What could have possibly gone wrong causing her life to take a 180° turn? Five years later, now all that matters to her is the business her late grandfather left behind for her. Vitoria is aware Aaron has motives so she actively avoids him. But who would have thought that he is too persistent!? •Aaron Atkinson- An arrogant magnate, 28 years old and a perfect partner- be it in bed or business. Success is his middle name and anyone who dares go against him, he never lets them off. He is used to conquering everything that comes in his path until he meets someone. His next conquest is the female CEO of the Empire Group of Industries. Cold, cunning, and workaholic. He is determined to become entangled with her. But who would have thought she is too hard to be pleased!? * * * Entangled With The Billionaire Player: Miss CEO is Hard To Please.
View More"He is begging for your mercy, Boss. He says he has got a family to feed."
"Is he still inside the building?" I checked the time and asked Michael, my trusted assistant.
He has always been there with me, helping me with the business I had to take over years ago.
In a way, he is my mentor who has taught me everything I know and has assisted me to become who I am now.
"Yes, he says he won't leave until you meet him."
I sneered, "Heh, the sheer audacity. Call security and have him escorted out."
Michael nodded and started to go out until I stopped him, "Michael."
"Yes, Boss."
"I don't want any drama."
"Noted, Ma'am."
"And for the last time, stop calling me with words like Boss and Ma'am! You are free to call me by my name."
"I can't afford this privilege, Ma'am. It will be burdening for me." Like a professional, Michael refused. As always.
Sighing, I stretched my arms, feeling a dull ache due to working constantly, "I can't argue with you. Go and settle that Murphy. We can't tolerate him any longer."
"On it." Once Michael was gone, I got up from my seat and went to the glass window which showed the clear sky. No clouds, no birds, it was simply empty and it looked so serene.
However, the serenity was only for some minutes as loud noises started to come from outside.
What has happened now?
When the noise still did not stop, I moved toward the door only to stop in the middle when a figure barged into the spacious room.
"Get away from me. Let me go in!"
He was a bald man with a bulging belly and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Maybe this was the first time he had run this much coming upon the 18th floor.
"It's amazing, Mr Murphy, how you still came here asking to meet me after what you have done," I smirked, "I am truly impressed."
Robert Murphy seemed ready to pass out any minute.
Seeing me laugh, he kneeled, trying to touch my feet. As if on cue, I swiftly backed away. He had nothing but dust to touch.
"Miss Ford!"
"Ah?" I arched a brow. Did he just call me Miss Ford when all the employees here call me Boss?
Oh, wait. He is not an employee anymore.
"B-Boss..." He stuttered.
"Please have mercy on me. You can't simply just dismiss me!"
"Why can't I, Mr Murphy? I make the calls here." Grinning, I inched closer to him, towering over him.
"I have been working here for years..."
"And what did you do after working here for years?"
"I... I.." Robert Murphy glanced everywhere but at me. I could tell he was guilty. Well, he should be.
"I apologise, Boss. He suddenly ran away. I didn't know he was here." Michael arrived at my office, taking deep breaths.
Is my office that high and impossible to reach? It seems fine to me, though.
"I'm... I have always been loyal to this company..." Weakly, Mr Murphy tried to say.
"Michael, display Mr Murphy's loyalty." I smiled. I wonder what his reaction will be.
Hearing my command, Michael brought a light-coloured file in front of me.
Taking it from him, I threw it at the nervous man, my amusement completely gone, and got replaced with a scowl.
Mr Murphy appeared startled as he started skimming through several documents and pages, his eyes popping out and his face started to get paler and paler, if possible.
This very file contained all the records related to Robert Murphy's so-called loyalty to the company.
The people he conned all these years under the name of Empire Group of Industries, selling the company shares to others secretly, the missing money from the company's account.
It is difficult to name every fraud since the list is too long.
"Do you want to say something, Mr Murphy?"
Silent, he did not look at me again.
"I'm already showing too much mercy by not giving you out to the police." I paced towards my desk, throwing one last glance at Robert Murphy.
"Michael."
"Throw him out and make sure he never gets to scam anyone again." Or get a job in the same country as long as I live there.
I did not need to say this much since Michael was capable and understood my ways.
"Yes, Boss." A minute later, three bulky bodyguards appeared and took Robert Murphy with them to escort him out. Cordially, I hoped so. Not.
It was again calm in the room yet the vibes here were not the same.
Damn it. That d*mn Murphy ruined the environment.
Just as I was about to give a call to the staff for my favourite dark coffee, my phone rang.
It showed the name, Kristina.
As soon as I picked it up, I was greeted by a boisterous voice, making my ears hurt.
"There's a family dinner this evening at 7. You must come."
"Fine." My voice came out neutral and the call was dropped.
I still had a couple of hours left, so I started reading the emails I received this morning.
The site we wanted to establish a project on was being auctioned next week.
I frowned.
Was this not already decided that we were going to buy this land? The deal was to be signed two days later this week, I recall.
How come it was going to enter an auction?
Gazing at the pictures on the site, I was determined to purchase it.
The land was an excellent place to start our Million-dollar mall project. The land came across as barren and rough at first, but it was estimated by the experts that the commercial value of the land would be doubled and thriving in the following years.
I was keeping an eye on this for a year and a half and was certain that I was going to be the buyer of it in the end.
The land's value was not known to many people, so I was pleased to have less competition around.
Though the reason was unknown why no businessman ever tried to buy it.
"Check who was managing this." I typed.
Minutes later I got a reply which said, "It was Mr Robert Murphy, Boss."
My eyes twitched.
Robert Murphy again.
It seems I was truly merciful.
I wore a grey coloured coat suit with my hair tied up in a slick bun. A mahogany prada bag accompanying me.As soon as I stepped out of the car, I was greeted by La Vantié's manager and several waiters.I grimaced after seeing a flowery path ahead, consisting of rose petals.Why is he so extra?"My dear wife," Aaron quickly stood up with an annoying smirk, checking me out shamelessly."Contracted wife," I hiss, not bothering to hide my contempt for him."Be careful or the deal is off," Aaron's smile was gone as he looked around for the paparazzi spying on us.I sneered.What a two-faced man.But if it weren't for him, Empire wouldn't be saved. So I owed it to him."Do you seriously think I need you?" Keeping calm, I whispered but the hint of anger had not f
"When do you believe she can wake up?" Unfamiliar raspy words rang in the room."She's a pretty thing, eh? Even with her eyes covered." A rough hand grazed my cheek. Another person.2 unknown people. Oh, God."Knock it off, you b*stard. The boss said she's a kid. Don't touch her." Person 1 grumbled."Her ID card says she's 18 now," Person 2 snickered. "It's not wrong to have a taste of a ripe fruit."I made an effort to open my eyes. I got despondent when I realised that I could not. I was blindfolded.I wanted to cry. No voice came out.I wanted to move. But my hands and legs were tied.Where were the others?Sarah, Jackson, Ben?Were they okay?My breathing almost stopped and I showed no movement, feeling the environment around me.
"Vicky, relax. Everything will turn out great. I and Jackson have prepared everything. Just take a deep breath," Sarah said in a comforting tone.I gripped the cell phone harder while biting my lower lip in nervousness. I looked at the heels on my bed.It was my 18th birthday and my friends wanted to take me somewhere.What if I trip? These hellish heels aren't going to help. Maybe, I should go for sneakers.Why must I wear something so– so spicy like I am going to get laid or something!God, what will happen if dad ever finds out about me going to the club?I already have a bad relationship with him nowadays, if he sees me going to a club he's gonna be so livid.Should I just ditch?"Vicky, chill out, s
"Here," I offered Aaron an ointment and turned my eyes away from Aaron's face. We were in his office, sitting on his black leather couch. Plain simple but comfortable. He appeared composed after suffering from Uncle Max's heavy punch on the corner of his mouth.But I noticed he was wincing from time to time as he attempted to open his mouth. Seems like Mr Know-it-all was a human too.The area was bruised and the lip had a cut. Uncle did not look sturdy. Rather he was lean, but the strength in his fist said otherwise.If it were another time, I would have enjoyed this pain of his certainly."You don't have to do this.""Indeed, I don't have to," I sighed with dejection, "But I'm partially responsible. So refrain from speaking and let me help." My tone had no room for an argument."...Alright." Aaron finally shut up and I began to clean his mouth."Mr Atkins-" I stopped my sentence midway when a smirk broke into his face, and I coughed, embarrassed. Pr*ck.He deserved the punch."You.
Maximus Leinster. A person who never once crossed my mind when I made plans, was here in the flesh."You're back 2 weeks earlier, Uncle." I walked up to him.His tall figure donning a black coat while wearing a greyish turtleneck, became clear. He put down his luggage and assessed me like he always did when he came back."Oh, is this supposed to be a bad thing considering how pale you look?" He tilted his head, his moves slow and phlegmatic."No, it isn't. I'm just... astounded. It would have been great had you informed me in advance," I said slowly."That's fine. I simply wanted to surprise my pretty niece," Uncle Max waved his hand in dismay, suddenly smiling lazily. "Anyways, what are we having here? A party?"He observed the surroundings keenly. Taking in the sight of the well-decorated lawn. His eyes were of a hawk. Observation skills were one of his strong suits.Did I tell the lawn attached at the back was a part of our old house property where Grandfather and his children use
"Today we are gathered here to witness the matrimonial ceremony taking place between Miss Ford and..." I could not take a good look at the people I knew. Jackson had a sour/betrayed face. Michael and Stacy's faces wore grim looks. Uncle Victor had some emergency regarding the troublemaker trio, so he could not come. Sarah's lips were pursed. And Ben? He was not even here. What happened in the cemetery, should not have occurred. Ben had a pained expression, something I had never seen him wearing except for the time he lost to me by one mark in our biology quiz. I was sad inside my heart, stoicism seen from my face, and blank when it came to mind. Marriage. This word kept on repeating like a broken record. I was getting married today. Victoria Ford was getting married, and people were cheering her on for it. Media coverage. News broadcasting of our marriage on television. "Sweetheart," A charming and irritating whisper invaded my ears. "You don't think you could have gone
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