All Chapters of The Game Of Chase: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The cogent sound of the grinder and the sharp smell of the spicy sauce wafted across the kitchen. While Nana cut the cherry tomatoes I hated for her authentic Italian pasta.   Dangling my feet down the kitchen counter, I turned another page of the magazine where faces of handsome models were portrayed. This was the best a twelve years old could do to pass her boring time.   Well, they were… what the girls in my class called them again?   Yes, hot!    "What're you ogling at those half naked men, girl?" Nana asked, glancing at me from the corner of her aged eyes.   "I'm not ogling! Just looking. And why not? They're handsome, and… hot!"    Her nose scrunched hearing my reply. "Good God! Where did you learn that word, young lady? And those men," she said, taking the magazine from my hand, "there is nothing beautiful about them. They look like some hair

"I still don't think it's a good idea." I bit my lip, staring at myself in the mirror. I couldn't even recognize myself.    "Shut up! We're going and that's final! Everything is taken care of, we just have to go through the plan," Laura said, giving the final touches to my makeover.   It was the day we were going to pull that stunt. The weekend had arrived in the blink of an eye. And I wasn't still convinced about her plan. Even if deep down I was quite excited about going out to have some fun, I was dreading the consequences if Dad somehow found out.   "Don't you think it's too short?" I tugged at the end of the dress that Laura chose for me.    It was a beautiful black off shoulder dress that reached till my mid thighs and hugged my body perfectly, showing off my curves with a little glimpse of my cleavage.   "Nonsense! You're looking gorgeous in that dress! I wish I

Sofia's POV   My lips were firmly set as I passed through the half wasted population, away from that arrogant man with an ego bigger than the sky itself. Eyes narrowed and the irritation still formed on my forehead, I tried to ignore the racing of my heart along with the flutterings down my stomach despite the frenzy.   The sudden temperature I felt in the room wasn't due to tons of people dancing around me, or my anger. It was an effect of staying too close to someone.   A set of electric blue eyes still stared at me at the back of my mind, where his deep husky voice still could be heard. And among the adverse smell of alcohol and sweat, his intoxicating cologne still lingered in my senses.   I shook my head, taking my mind off the outer beauty to the inner. I swear to God, I haven't seen such an ill-mannered, arrogant and infuriating man in my whole life! He really thought I was pu

When we reached the penthouse, the guards took post right behind me. Loud music floated outside through the closed door. Is he working out at this time? He had a habit of enjoying blasting music while he worked out. Knowing he wouldn't hear the bell, I pounded my fist on the door several times and waited. After a moment, the music slowed down before the door cracked open. Thus a girl with wild hair and a skimpy black dress, one sleeve hanging down her shoulder, came out. Cheeks flushed, breathing laboured and lips swollen as she eyed me up and down. An annoyance set on her forehead. Well, he definitely was working out. Clearing my throat, I stretched my lips into a smile. "Hi! I'm here to see Max." She raised one of her arched brows. "May I know why?" Her eyes went to the paper bag of cupcakes in my hand. "I don't think we ordered anything." My eyes widened slightly. Did she think I was a delivery girl? Not that it was something bad. Those who did this job worked pretty

I wiped my sweaty palm against the black pencil skirt and smoothed the royal blue blouse I chose to wear today for this special day. My first day at the office.    I still couldn't believe I was standing here today, before the large office building. It's not that it was my first time coming here. I did, many times. But I didn't come here as an employee then.    Though I could just work here as an owner, beside Alex. I had chosen to prove my worth before expecting people to work for me. Despite the dismay of my family, they were proud of my decision, I knew it. I saw it in Dad and Mom's eyes.    It was still a matter of disbelief for me; the sudden change of my life. I still couldn't believe Dad would give me the permission to work with Alex.    Even if I was going to work in my own family business, with my own brother, I was nervous. I couldn't tame the restless butterflies flutte