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If there was one place I loathed being, it was a club. When I left the hospital, I'd already braced myself for whatever it is, to come, but having to go to a club with my boss was something I didn't want to do, but there was absolutely nothing I could do about that. My mind raced as I imagined the loud music, flashing lights, and sweaty bodies pressed together on the dance floor. I felt my anxiety rising, and I tried to take deep breaths to calm myself.I got to my room, and stared at my reflection on the mirror. Daniel was right, I looked like hell, but why did he have to whisper it, instead of lashing it all out on me. My face looked so pale, and my eyes were red-rimmed and sunken. I couldn't even manage to wear a smile. I felt drained, both physically and emotionally. Taking off my suit, I headed to the bathroom, and slid into the bathtub, the warm water doing little to soothe my body or mind. The headache that had been throbbing since I woke up from the hospital bed had only inten

I was startled by the sound of a knock, which brought me out of my thoughts. I walked over to the door, placed my hand on the knob, and hesitated for a moment, before I slowly turned the knob and pulled open the door.The hallway was empty, aside from a small piece of paper that laid at my feet. I picked it up, and read through it. The note was written in a neat, legible handwriting. "Meet me now. Carl."I scanned the hallway again for any sign of the person who must have left the note, but there was no one. Why had Carl suddenly requested for my presence, which he hasn't done ever since the meeting with his dad.Why send a note when Nate could have delivered the message to me in person? I ripped the note into pieces, and threw it into the waste bin in my room. I stood in front of the mirror, and stared at my reflection, then started styling my hair, which I haven't done in a while. Infact, for the past months, I haven't bothered with my appearance, but now Carl requested my presence

CARL'S P.O.VI wasn't sure why I had gone to the club, but I knew I expected to find both Daniel and Khloe there. Earlier, I sent a note to Khloe, requesting for her presence. There was absolutely no particular reason, I needed to see her. When she didn't show up, I became furious. I had to send Nate to check on her, and she returned with the news that Khloe had gone out with her boss. This made me even more furious.I paced back and forth in my room for hours, waiting for Khloe to return, but she never did. Frustrated, I decided to ask Stoner if he knew anything about her whereabouts. He mentioned a club that my brother frequently visited with Khloe. My blood boiled as I realized the reason for her absence, and I didn't like the idea of how being at a club. But why did I care? She was only my contracted girlfriend, after all. Minutes later, I found myself in the club. During the ride, I kept convincing myself I was only going there to make sure she wasn't drinking or letting my bro

It had been months since Mr. Williams mentioned anything about buying shares from Wellington's Company. Carl had completely forgotten about it, so he was taken unaware when his father suddenly requested for the contract he'd asked him to prepare earlier."I'm not ready for this," Carl muttered to himself as he paced back and forth across the room. He fidgeted with his fingers as Nate relayed the news. He had put it out of his mind months ago, thinking his dad's company won't be buying the share anymore. Now, he needed to start working on it, and he knew quite well, how his father would react if he doesn't deliver in time. "He doesn't need it immediately," Nate reassured him, her soothing tone a stark contrast to Carl's agitated state. She moved around the desk, tidying some loose papers. "There's still plenty of time to prepare," she continued, unzipping Carl's laptop bag. "Let me get your laptop, and you can get started."Nate set the laptop gently on the desk."Thank you so much. W

I worked all through the night on the contract, my eyes burning from staring at the screen. When I finally dragged myself to bed, my head hit the pillow and I was out like a light. But what seemed like only moments later, I was jolted awake by the ringtone of the phone Daniel had given me."Good morning," I mumbled into the phone, my voice still heavy with sleep. I had no idea who was calling, but I assumed it was Daniel, but instead, it was some lady who had an appointment with my boss the night before but he didn't show up."Okay ma'am. I will relay your message to him." I hung up the phone, frustrated at having been woken up for something so irrelevant. My head felt like it was made of lead, and I had to prop it up with my hand. I lay back down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Back home, I would have started counting the ceiling tiles, but there were none here, just two big, blank squares. My mind immediately drifted to the little intimate moment I had with Carl. I'd wanted to l