KHLOE’S POVThe first light of dawn crept through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow on the bedroom. Beneath the soft covers, my eyes flapped open, revealing a confusion that mirrored the dimly lit room.I slowly sat up, then the events of the previous night began to flood down my memory.“Shit!” I said, silently hitting my head.Felix, on the other hand, was still sleeping, his face was peaceful with his dark eyes closed, they were so charming. Felix didn’t take advantage of me. I succumbed to it too. We both had sex with each other.Fear and anxiety bewildered my body as soon as I remembered my son was in the hospital. My heart raced lying beside Felix. I had slept with him, which wasn’t meant to happen. I tossed to the other side of the bed as I thought of how to leave the room unnoticed.I slowly dropped one leg, then dropped the other, took a quick look at Felix, then I started pacing slowly out of the room.“You can do better than that?” his voice said quickly as he sat up.
FELIX’S POVFelix was placed in the investigating room, his hands were still cuffed to the table, he was seated reflecting on thoughts. His thoughts were of two things. First, he thought about his fate. Secondly, he thought about how he made love to Khloe. He didn’t expect he would have anything with Khloe. He reflected on the two thoughts, but the one he thought about the most was that of Khloe.Felix looked around the place. This wasn’t his first time in an investigation room. The first time he was arrested was in Manhattan, for smoking weed. Weed was banned in Manhattan.“Fuck” he said, hitting the table. He knew he was being watched on camera. He tried to remain calm. The door was pushed open by a man. Felix recognized him to be one of the men that cuffed him earlier at his mansion. He had white curly hair, he approached Felix’s table, took his seat.“Hi. Mr. Felix, I am inspector Justin, I will be in charge of your case”, he said, after taking his seat.“Can you take this off? I
KHLOE POVIt was a cold night in Los Angeles. Club Doridego was open for business as always. The interior of the club was decorated with red and blue velvet curtains and dazzling lights to showcase its opulence. Surrounded around the strip club were beckoning tasty rich and wealthy men, both old and young, who came to spend cash in return for the ecstasy and excitement which the seductive naked ladies offered them. There was the intoxicating smell of cigarettes and scents of expensive perfumes, the ladies danced around with confidence as they obeyed the tone of the music represented by their bodies. I was dancing on the main stage with all eyes fixed on me, I knew every core of stripping and I danced according to the beat of the calm music surrounding my legs around the pole. My body was what one could call flexibility, as I danced around the pole passing seductive passes at the men staring at me, they threw dollars around my pole, some even ignored the other strippers around them and
I faced the portrait before me and began to paint. As I used the colour palette close to me and drew, the next minute I was done, I looked at the beautiful painting before. It was a naked portrait of a woman in tears. Close to her were two men with double spears trying to attack her and her baby.The portrait best described me and how life was for me. I was always fond of doing new paintings anytime I was depressed or bothered with anything. I headed to the bathroom, switched on the shower, as the water spiraled around my body I remembered about my encounter last night. As I washed my body, I didn't even realize I started crying, I was in so much pain. I fixed myself something to eat, thinking of how I would visit the supermarket to get new colour palettes. Painting was the best thing I knew the best other than dancing. Back before I lost my parents to a ghastly car crash, I remembered I was so good at painting. I even painted a caricature portrait of my parents and I. My thoughts were
FELIX'S POVThe cabin door swung open with the presence of a dashing presence, a tall man with a conservative physique, holding on to his pocket with an aura of power and boldness, he was dressed in a well tailored suit like that of a tuxedo, his striking figure descends the stairs, as he steps down from the stairs his presence and demeanor drew the attention of the air hostesses and his presence commandeered a high tangible respect for him. His name is Felix Banks, one of the youngest billionaires in Los Angeles who was the son of a famous business tycoon, Bank's empire, owning the majority of prominent buildings and properties, an estate firm, and yachts all around Los Angeles and beyond."Welcome to Los Angeles Sir" an air hostess said to him, smiling."Thank you" he said as he stepped down completely from the six-foot-high jet onto the red carpet that was used to usher him in. There was a flashy line of cars, including a Maybach limousine, Midnight Rider already parked in front of
FELIX POV"What do you mean I have to get married? That's preposterous""It is, but that's a criterion your father has always wanted for anyone that would take after him.""That dumbfuck! Felix said angrily"So if I don't get married what happens?""I think you and I both know what will happen.""Shit" Felix said ."Shit. If I don't get married, it will go to Beverly", Felix added."Yes. Beverly, your step sister will take over from your father""That's not going to happen" Felix said assuringly."What are you going to do for it not to happen" the lawyer asked Felix, looking at him. Beverly had always been in competition with him. He was the first heir of his father, but Beverly was always one step ahead of him. This time he had to be two steps ahead of her.*************************Felix Banks and his friend, Timothy, are having a drink together at a mini bar. Felix tells his best friend, Timothy, about his encounter with his father's lawyer at the hospital."That's ridiculous!" Tim
KHLOE'S POV"He offered you twenty grand? Rochelle asked me"Yes he did""Oh wow, I would marry him for one grand" Rochelle said jokingly"Be serious. He was so annoying. He called me a whore, he said I was nothing but a stripper""He said all that? ""Of course he did, he had no respect for me, he just treated me like I was nothing""But Khloe have you met him before?""He can't just come out and all of a sudden ask you to be his wife""But he did Rochelle""That's weird. Common Khloe it's late. We should head home""I will go get my bag""I will be waiting outside"******FELIX POVFelix joins Timothy in a car parked outside the club."What happened? Timothy asked"She declined. The bitch declined. Who would she say no to such an offer?""Maybe this is sign for you to stop this madness""That's already too late, my mind is made up already" Felix said looking at of the tinted window, he saw Khloe and another girl walking out of the club"There she is" Felix said pointing at Khloe"Are
KHLOE’S POVLife at Felix’s mansion wasn’t easy going for me at all. My room was farther from Felix. I was keen on pretending to be his wife, the room was furnished with everything any woman wished to have. The wardrobe was filled with designer gowns, tailored plainsuits and different colourful couture pieces, the walk-in closets were lined with rows of designer's shoes and handbags of different paired with jewelries worth millions of dollars. Felix had a personal chef assigned to make my dishes, there were beauty and spa treatments whenever I wanted. All of these luxuries came alongside lots of abrupt rules and regulations from Felix.“On no account should you leave this premises without my permission”, Felix ordered.“Do not talk to any members of my family when they visit”“On no account should you enter my room.”“Don’t go through my stuff. I find it very pissing and annoying”“Do not invite anyone over to my mansion”Felix gave me strict orders and I had no choice other than to