Who could have given Leo the note? Mark? I don't know too.
Chapter OneThe room, cool and tidied had just a desk and three swivel chair. On the wall hung frames of important personnels, an award certificate and a motivational post card. Files of work neatly arranged and stacked at the corner of his desk. On the table lay a picture frame of an elderly woman, Melissa, his mother. The door opened noisily forcing him to shift his attention from the laptop on which he was frantically typing to the unwelcome visitor. His name was Daniel Graham, a mult- billionaire and CEO of Glassy Enterprise Limited. Twenty six years of age with an handsome face, beautiful physique and based in New york city, every woman's dream and fantasy but still a bachelor. Not that ladies didn't flaunt themself at him, he just wasn't interested. Still not interested in any female gender untill he get revenge for Melissa, his beloved mother who was coldly murdered for trying to protect his life.Ladies were nothing other than distraction. And in his case, he needed no distr
Chapter TwoIt has been like century since his conversation with Graham but in actual truth, it was barely a week since Graham ordered him to get married. A week where he constantly sent annoying messages as a reminder of his threat. Daniel was no longer settled. Deeply disturbed and unstable, he leaned forward a bit, his forehead rested on the steering wheel with his eyes closed. Thought of how to maneuver his way out of this mess kept eluding him. The was only one thing to do which was - meeting Dylan. Dylan, a twenty seven year old guy was a bachelor like him. A mult billionaire and CEO of a "Beauty clash", one of the most famous fashion house in New York city. He was a dark guy with body that constantly left ladies in awe. Dylan had always been acknowledged as the only matured man who knew how to critically analyse an issue, think of a solution and execute it. Determined, Daniel glanced up from his melancholy position. Eyes quickly scanning the white mansion before him. Earlie
Chapter ThreeDylan's word replayed for the umpteen time in his head. How in heaven sake could Dylan say such trash? Daniel glanced at Dylan, uncertain if he just quipped."What has come over you, Dylan? For candy's sake, checking Patricia out was an involuntary action" He clarified patiently as Dylan stared at him in amusement"Why are you suddenly being defensive?" Without giving him a chance to reply, Dylan continued. The amusement completely wiped from his face. His body relaxed as though being interview for a brand opening. "Patricia won't be your real wife. It will be a contracted marriage. Probably after six month, you guys can seek a divorce. You could come up with a plausible lie for the divorce" "It won't work Dylan." Daniel placed the empty glass on the dinning table after gulping down it content. Pessimism clouded his mind. Restlessly, he began pacing. "Graham wants a grandchild!" "That shouldn't be an issue," Dylan commented drily. "You could always adopt. Do a private
Chapter FourSmells of coffee and omelette filled the air as he walked into the cafeteria for a personal business. Dylan had suggested inviting Patricia over for the deal, hence the rationale behind giving her a day off. It's been two days after the incident, leaving him giddy with nervousness. Questions like - will Patricia agrees to it? What if she doesn't agree - kept invading his mind making him nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of locker. Sitting at the extreme of the cafeteria, Daniel glanced at the menu before him, uninterested in it. His stomach growled noisily, mortified, he wistfully glanced around, glad that no one was paying him any attention. Earlier, he had insisted on a mask to avoid unnecessary fans popping out of the blue sea. Just as he placed an order for a diet coke and an omelette, two figures approached him, dressed in black suit with their black curly hair styled giving them a sexy, model look. His tensed muscles relaxed instantly as his brain recog
Chapter 5Her rage was almost running out of check. What in pete sake did Dylan took her for? A slut? Biting down on her lower lip, Patricia refused to speak up for a while. "Anything to say?" Dylan prodded. "What's my pay?" A gold digger, definitely that was Patricia's identity. Daniel couldn't help but loath her and her beauty. What was he expecting? A saint? Damn it! He could imagine how suffocated he will feel, living in the same house with a lunatic. Mentally, he vowed to lock his bedroom to avoid losing his valuables."Five hundred thousand dollars monthly plus weekly allowance and additional privileges." Something which you obviously lack. Daniel added mentally. The last word was meant to be an insult. Glad to have accomplished his aim. Daniel sat back watching greed mixed with anger rolling in her eyes."One million dollar!" Patricia called out. They all presumed she was a bitchy gold digger. It didn't pull out any hair from her skin, hence she wasn't bothered. Alarmed, D
Chapter 6 "Yeah. You've got an option here. Be Mr Daniel's contracted wife on papers or remain jobless!" He articulated with an air of finality."That's so unfair! This is nothing more than a blackmail of some sort!" Hesitatingly, Patricia glanced at the document. Angrily, she pulled out a pen, signed furiously on the document. His troubles were over all thanks to the manipulative boss, Dylan. Daniel thought with an inward smiles. "Mr Daniel, you will need to sign on this other page, then Dylan will need to sign as a witness." Mutely, Daniel signed then watched Dylan scribbled his signature. "That's all for the day. I will send a copy to your mail today. Congratulation!" Congratulation for what? Patricia inwardly enquired with an unladylike snort while watching as the trio rose on their feet, each men exchanging handshakes with Daniel smiling in gratitude."Thanks Gee! I appreciate"Done exchanging pleasantries, Edward exited. With a clue, Dylan excused himself, offering Daniel a
Chapter 7His heart ceased to function for a second as his world came to an abrupt end. Shit! This wasn't supposed to happen. What happened to all his hard work, and time invested in his Company? Will he watch silently as everything slipped to Mark's hand when he did not deserve it?This was worst than a nightmare. His optimistic self crumbled. He turned in despair to cast one last forlorn look at the door. A figure walked in with an astonishing, beautiful smile, dressed on a white flowing gown, behind her were unfamiliar faces.Her heart palpitated wildly with each steps she took. She was certain every one could hear her heart accelerating yet she couldn't halt it. So she put up a smile seeing a panick Daniel on the altar sweating profusely. Such a jerky bastard! Must be scared out of his wit, thinking he had been ditched. Patricia smiled. The thought of ditching him had never crossed her mind, but she was glad that he thought so. Approaching him, she could see his eyes widened fro
Chapter 8Bastard! Embarrassed, Daniel excused himself from Patricia's presence, leaving her to accept congratulatory messages from her friends and well wishers. "I hope you are happy now!" "Congratulation son. You had a woman all this well but refused to settle down!" Graham reprehended. He still didn't believe Daniel, but he had no choice than to accept it. Besides, they were now married which meant, a grandchild sooner than he anticipated. After the passionate kiss he witnessed, Graham was sure of being a grandfather. A light smile crept on his face. Surprised, Daniel stared at him, speculating what changed his mind, feeding him with such absurd idea."Why did you say so?""I am not blind young man!" He snarled.Not like I said you were blind. Daniel mentally retorted with a scoff. Hands folded, Graham furrowed his brow and said prosaically, "I observed the intense passion you both shared during that kiss. You both had your heart in mouth." Daniel smiled. They must have acte