FAZER LOGINWhen William returned with the police to ask Simone some preliminary questions, she had calmed down a bit.
Her eyes met William’s, and he didn’t hesitate to sit next to her, draping an arm around her shoulders in a manner so comforting, she almost melted, whereas the police officer remained standing.
“It is unfortunate what happened to you, Ms Prescott,” he began politely, and Simone understood at once that having William&rsquo
Simone hadn’t hesitated to seek out Colette, under the pretense of making-up for their previous lost time when they went to the spa.Her security detail remained at another table, their presence looming, almost threatening, and Simone felt like she could barely breathe properly.Out of nervousness, she had arrived twenty minutes early, and thus she waited. Doing so, she texted her best friend.Don’t freak out. Buy 3 pregnancy tests sweetie.Simone looked at the text, and though she didn’t fear judgment as much as before, she still hesitated for a moment there before hitting send.Colette’s response was a devil emoji, and Simone felt herself lighten up immediately. She sipped on her lemon juice, which served to suppress the nausea bubbling up inside her, and simply waited.Before long, Colette was approaching the table where Simone was, with slow cal
Simone hadn’t struggled nearly as much as she would have hoped earlier, but she didn’t hesitate to scream for help the moment she woke up in a desolate place. A quick look around told her she was alone, and that was both reassuring and worrisome at the same time.Even though she was bound to a chair, she could barely grasp the fact that she had been abducted.Why was she even a target?She had always been a bit of a quiet kid, never mingling with the wrong crowds, never hurting someone intentionally… And as a woman, her shyness evolved some more, and she became naturally repulsed by everything that would put her in the spotlight.Not the time to think about that, she bit on her bottom lip nervously as she heard the approaching footsteps.The figure who approached her was tall, wore casual clothes that would make blending in a crowd easy, and a mask over his fac
Simone’s anxiety made it hard for her to enjoy the massage, even though she could hear Colette sigh and hum contently every minute or so. The massage was no doubt delightful, but her thoughts, which seemed to spiral out of control, didn’t allow her to feel peaceful.Indeed, the mere thought that she might be pregnant ruined her mood.Before long, as they were ushered to the salon for their blow-dry, she could no longer remain still or calm. She needed to know, the sooner, the better.“I’m going to hit the drugstore,” she declared as she rose to her feet, and Colette looked at her with puzzlement in her eyes.“What for?” Her best friend asked, a little bit of a frown marring her face.“I’ll be right back,” Simone told her with a reassuring smile, although she herself was panicking beyond words, and then made a beeline to
The following weeks went by, like a blur, uneventful and yet packed. Work was busy after all.Simone and Colette had decided to get a spa treatment for their monthly get-together. They made the booking at a popular, albeit affordable, place for the whole package; meaning they were not only getting a hammam and a full-body massage, but also their hair done.Simone was pumped about it, and agreed to meet her best friend there, at 10 am sharp.And because she was as unlucky as they came, she stumbled upon the Summers sisters. They had just emerged from a nearby shop, of which the mere brand name suggested they were there to spend a fortune. How typical!She did her best to ignore them, act as if she hadn’t seen them, and was just about ready to go inside the spa, when Carla let out in a mocking tone of voice, “Well, if it isn’t the gold digger herself.”Simon
“I honestly cannot understand those women,” Simone let out in a tone of mild dejection as she leaned against William’s frame, on their ride back to the penthouse that evening.Indeed, she didn’t understand the purpose of their scheming. Sure, they fancied William, but did they really think that was the way to a man’s heart?Admittedly, Simone didn’t really know what William saw in her to begin with, but that was not the point.“And why would you want to understand them, Angel?” He chuckled, his gaze as tender as ever, settling over her face lovingly, when she knew all too well how it could act like a sensual caress at times. “If you must know, Carla Summers had a thing for me.”“Has a thing for you,” she corrected without missing a beat.“When her father and I were on a business trip, many year
Carla Summers belonged to the elite, la crème de la crème, as some would put it. And if her mannerisms were any indication, the woman was rarely ever told no. She was an entitled trust fund baby, with more power among her circle than she should probably have — thanks to her late grandfather’s influence.“Well, if it isn’t the gold digger herself,” the woman let out, her tone biting and full of unmistakable venom.“Well, if it isn’t the haughty trust fund baby,” Simone rolled her eyes, not quite in the mood to deal with her.“Why, you little…!” The woman all but exploded, having no doubt expected Simone to be meek and all smiles, even as she took insults. “Know your place.”That one stung, if Simone was honest, but she didn’t let it show on her face, and had a ready response for that.“I do
Simone could barely comprehend where she ended and William began. She returned his passion with equal fervor, and it wasn’t long before she came undone under his expert fingers. She had craved this, for days already, the whole issue with the stalker making her long for intimacy, for somethi
Stepping into her apartment felt like a new experience to Simone... A new frightening experience, and she stood frozen at the door, unable to take a step forward, yet backing off wasn’t an option.William squeezed her hand reassuringly, and it was all she could do to of
Simone was having a restless night, and she found it hard to keep still in bed, even though she wished she wouldn’t wake William.There were so many things to consider. She recalled the picture on her bedside table, and also the envelope in which there was no doubt some
The set of keys Mrs Atkins had was nowhere in sight, and that explained her shock but also her frightened face.While William sported a grim expression, Simone tried to reassure her, “You might have just misplaced them, Mrs Atkins.”“I n







