As Chloe and Max made their way through the room, they couldn't help but attract attention. Chloe's evening gown shimmered under the bright lights, and her glowing skin only added to her radiance. The dress hugged her curves in all the right places, leaving little to the imagination. Her ample bosom was perfectly rounded and held in place by the gown, with a tantalizing peek of her cleavage kissing against the v-neck. All eyes were on her; she was the epitome of sultry elegance. Kylian's gaze was fixated on Chloe the moment he saw her, captivated by her beauty. His eyes followed her every move with an intensity that bordered on obsession. He couldn't seem to take his eyes off her. But when he caught sight of her partner, Max, his curiosity only intensified. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. A question lingered in his mind, gnawing at him with an unrelenting fervor: what was Chloe doing with Max? He wondered to himself, his mind racing with questions and insecurities. Th
Chloe skimmed through the designs for the third time that morning. She was grinning with fulfillment.The samples were not the only reason for her smile. Earlier that day, Max had arranged a press conference to officially announce their relationship, following the photos of their date that had circulated online. He kept his promise to show her off to the world, which filled Chloe with a sense of pride and contentment.Chloe lifted her gaze to Ollie. "I have a feeling they will absolutely love it."Ollie shared the same confidence. They had worked so hard to reproduce the designs while working on a new line."We've done so well," Chloe said, standing up. "If we get through this successfully, you all will be getting a treat from me."Ollie grinned. "We'll be waiting for that treat." She moved her eyes to the drafts on the table. "It's about time I submitted this."Chloe was growing more excited with each passing day. The fashion display event was in a couple of weeks—a fortnight away—an
The news was hard to process, and the more she thought about it, the more the mixed feelings of rage and shock grew.What had Ollie just told her?Ollie was still fidgety from the news. It took a significant amount of strength for Chloe to ignore her feelings and try to soothe Ollie."I worked so hard for those designs," Ollie cried. "They were my first work, and I really wanted my parents to be proud of me."Chloe took her hand. "Ollie…Ollie. Look at me." She looked into the teenager's dancing eyes. "This isn't the end, okay?"There was nothing she could do. Emma had won this. And it felt like another stab in a fresh wound. Never had she imagined that Emma would be capable of doing the things she did. First, she took her man. Then she took her designs.She returned her focus to Ollie, who was sitting quietly. "Look. You've got numerous ideas that the world is waiting to see, alright? You can't let this beat you up."Ollie nodded, but Chloe wasn't convinced that she was okay.She held
Max recalled when Chloe had confided in him about her missing designs and how she had suspected they were left at Kylian's house. He also knew how much the upcoming fashion display meant to her; she had been talking about it nonstop. He felt her pain and knew how heartbroken and devastated she must be feeling right now.Max held her tight as she cried, enveloping her in his strong arms. He didn't need words to convey his support and love for her. He just held her, feeling her tears on his shoulder and hoping that his presence was enough to ease her pain."I've always loved Emma," Chloe said between sobs. "We used to be inseparable. I don't know what happened or why she hates me so much."Max ran his fingers through her hair in a gentle manner. "Have you thought about taking legal action? What Emma did is a form of theft, and you have a case against her," he suggested.Chloe sat up, her face still damp with tears. "I don't have any legal claims on those designs, Max. We were going to f
The black-and-white photo waiting on Gray's desk caught his attention as soon as he walked into his office. He quickly poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down, picking up the photo. The image was much clearer in black and white, and the enlarged copy revealed what appeared to be a name.If he could make out the name...He hurled the enlarged copy and focused on the background, certain he was bound to get something useful from it. He stared at the wall, making out a hotel room.He moved in for a closer look, squinting his eyes as he studied the photo. There was something queasy about it. The longer he stared, the more he noticed.The photo wasn't real!A satisfactory smile settled on his face. He had solved the puzzle and couldn't wait to tell Chloe that her ex had fabricated a photo so he could divorce her. He reached for his phone, dialing her number.***Chloe was finding it difficult to speak. She could already feel how heartbroken they would be after they heard the announcemen
Kylian's eyes scrutinized the ID cards intently as if the badges alone were insufficient evidence that the individuals before him were indeed members of the police force."What's this about?"Kylian had always been careful to avoid getting into any trouble with the law. He had always been a law-abiding citizen and had never gotten into trouble with the law. He didn't deal with drugs nor use them; neither was he into politics. He couldn't afford to have a criminal record, especially with his successful career at stake.He had worked hard to build his career, and the last thing he needed was to have his reputation tarnished by a visit to the police station. The thought of it made his stomach churn, and he couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong."Chloe Burton filed a charge against you, and we have a warrant for your arrest, sir."The police officers tried as much as possible to be gentle with him. He was Kylian Kincaid, a wealthy billionaire and the son of one of the most influent
Alejandro Navarro, famously known as Cassanova, was not a man to be trifled with. He was a notorious figure whose mere presence could strike fear in anyone. When his thick eyebrows furrowed and his face twisted into an expression of anger, his enemies knew that they were in grave danger and would never again see the light of day.The whirring sound of the chainsaw and the screams of Carlos Ortiz were drowned out by the partying sound downstairs."Estupido!" He held him steadily until the sharp, rough blades threatened to tear off his eye."Boss, please…por favor! Por Dios!""Por Dios!"He dropped the machine and hastened for a pen knife, piercing it close to his left eye and spilling blood over the new carpet. The naked girls in the room squirmed.Carlos cried as the knife started to carve out his eyes. Alejandro pushed him to the ground. "That is what happens when you steal from me.""La tira... the cops," Carlos begged to explain."Me vale madre! I don't care!" He sat down and bec
Chloe skipped with joy as she walked into her spacious bedroom closet. Today was the day she had been anxiously waiting for. If fate had not intervened, she would have been sitting in bed feeling miserable. But now, she felt a rush of excitement, as if something extraordinary was about to happen to Girly Lux.Her eyes lit up as she gazed at herself in the mirror, twirling around to take in every angle. Today was the day she was going to try something new, something daring. And it wasn't just the clothes. She had decided to change her hair color, to transform herself completely. She reached for the wig, a fiery red that cascaded in waves down her back. With a smile on her face, she placed it on her head and fluffed it out, admiring the new look. It was time to take Girly Lux to the next level. Chloe felt a tinge of excitement as she entered her walk-in closet. She knew she had the perfect outfit for the event, and it was time to complete the look; she was determined to make a statemen