[Singh's mansion] Michelle's eyes closed as the maids applied her facial mask on her face. She exhaled softly, allowing her chest to fall and rise in deep breaths. This was soothing enough, at least, it'll take her mind away from the world. A knock sounded on the door and one of the maids opened it to reveal her manager, Priscilla. "Mitchelle, your shoot is in an hour and you're not ready yet." "I'm not going, cancel it," Mitchell said simply and Priscilla's eyes widened. "No, you can't cancel this. This shoot is very important. Mr Lucas worked hard to secure the deal and he'll be enraged if you turn it down like that," Priscilla gestured, panic slowly settling in her gaze. She could imagine Lucas' blazing eyes as he hears the news. Mitchell finally opened her eyes, looking straight up at the ceiling, "I'm not going, Priscy. You can tell 'Mr Lucas' to find a replacement. And please, I need to rest." "Mitchelle?" Priscilla walked closer to her bed, her voice soft and gentl
Mia stirred on the bed, the rays from the sun passing through the floor- to- ceiling window, heating up her skin. She yawned and sat up, her mind a blurry haze.Then, she looked downwards on her nightie - nude baby pink. Her mind suddenly flashed back to last night. "Gosh, what happened?" She facepalm herself, remembering bumping into Xavier in the kitchen and... that's all she could remember. Goddammit! Did she pass out?She slammed her fists on her forehead again and hurriedly came down from the bed. Nanny Irene must have been in her room already because the curtains are drawn open.Glancing at the huge clock hanging on the wall, she could see the hands of the clock. It's 8:41AM. Mia sluggishly dragged herself to the bathroom.FEW MINUTES LATER* "Good morning ma'am," the maids greeted as she walked past them to the dining room, dressed in a classy short blue gown, that accentuated her curves. It had delicate pleats that added an elegant touch to the overall design."Morning," she m
Xavier entered into the living room, his hands tucked into the pocket of his suit pants with his cold grey eyes scanning the dimly lit luxurious space.His phone beeped in his pocket and he took it out. "Any news?" He questioned sharply, his deep voice sounding."Sir, according to Leila's information, we've tracked every newly rented apartment in the last four weeks in Los Angeles but Martinez location hasn't been tracked yet," Silas paused for a second, while Xavier listened with furrowed brows. "Martinez is still in the city, Silas. Contact every airport and seaport authority and get every piece of information on every flight and departure from now on," he ordered, his voice sharp and cold."Yes sir, and we've gotten all the artists and actresses who made clips claiming you to take advantage of them under our watch.""Good," Xavier nodded, his jaw relaxing slightly. "Don't get any rest till you find him.""Yes sir."Then the call ended.Xavier slipped his phone back into his pocket
"Please!!! Stop!! I beg of you Mr Xavier.. please ask them to stoppp.." Leila's tortured screams filled the basement as she got electrocuted for the umpteenth time.Xavier sat cross-legged, his eyes unfeeling and his gaze sharp as he stared blankly."I swear I don't know where Martinez is... I swear," Leila's voice turned weak, every nerves in her system were already worn out and her feet felt like jelly."Boss, she seems not to have any idea of his whereabout," Silas moved closer to Xavier, a look of sympathy in his eyes.Xavier immediately threw Silas a glare and uncrossed his legs, standing up elegantly and moving to the door."Keep up with the torture till she's ready to say what she knows," he ordered sternly and this followed by a piercing scream as a bolt of electricity passed through Leila's body."I'll say something.. I'll say something, please," Leila coughed as her throat went dry and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.Immediately, Xavier halted on his feet. Without
"I'll be out in a sec," she smoothened her gown as she said this, then she left her room.As she climbed downstairs, she saw him seated in the living room, on one of the cushions facing the TV and her heartbeat quickened."Hi, dad," she greeted the imposing man and he looked up from his phone, a small smile gracing his lips.The maids were not present, and Mia was glad for the privacy."How are you doing daughter-in-law?""Very well," she replied, waiting patiently for him to speak.Then he sighed softly, fixing his grey eyes on her, "I came to talk to you about... Xavier."Of course, who else was she expecting him to talk about if not Xavier?He continued, "I know he's really not in good terms with me, and he might not be delighted to see me here either, but you can't be see outside right now.""I understand," she nodded in affirmation."I have never seen Xavier look at a woman the way he looks at you since six years ago, and I must commend you for making him love again," Mateo Singh
"Yeah," Mia nodded, and Isabella almost let out a scream."Let me see!"Mia sighed, then hesitated for a moment, before showing her the screen."Oh my! It's him," Isabella squealed, her lips quirking up in excitement, "Where's the nurse?""She should be here soon. I really don't know if it's Xavier, Bella. I mean, why will he be concerned?" Mia mumbled, her eyes gleaming with doubt."Because you're his wife!" Bella stated, her voice firm.Mia rolled her eyes, drifting her gaze to her mother, and she went back to sit beside her bed, while Bella paced about, staring constantly at her phone.Then a middle aged lady, hair packed in a bun and dressed in a white gown walked in.She wore a warm smile as she looked towards Mia, "Mrs Singh, please follow me. You can't stay here while the press is restless outside.""Oh yeah," Mia stood up, exchanging glances with Bella."Go girl! I'll be with Aunt for sometime before leaving," Bella probed her forward, smiling reassuringly."Take care Bella,"