Chelsea sat in front of the mirror, observing herself. Joyce stood behind her, smiling at their reflection. Chelsea turned her head from side to side, acknowledging the diamond earrings that hung on her ear lobes. Her hair had been neatly styled into a ponytail. She was equally made up elegantly. Hugo popped his head in from a door. "The Boss is waiting" he announced. Chelsea stood up and checked her outline. Clad in a black straight-cut gown, her features were mildly pronounced. She heaved in satisfaction and turned to Joyce. "Thanks" she muttered and Joyce nodded with a smile. She turned and exited the room. She walked gently, as elegantly as she could, across the hallway. She could see the stationed suited guards feeding their eyes off her body through her peripheral vision. She simply smirked and walked onwards. She got to the living room and saw Dylan sitting majestically on an armchair. A smirk curved at the corner of his lips and she saw a hint of desire flash across his ey

Time passed by with Chelsea getting better acquainted with the company and the staff. She never acted too lofty or superior and this endeared her to most of them. More often, she visited the ground floor, interacting with visiting clients and conducting questionnaire-guided surveys with existing patrons. She got to resolve many complaints and administered major corporate changes. Customer database increased significantly and the company received more positive feedbacks. Orders were shipped out nonstop from the company daily. Dylan walked leisurely to the balcony and leaned over it, resting his arms on the parapet. "Look at what you've accomplished in just a few days" he smiled as he said to Chelsea who stood not too far from him.She walked closer to him and equally looked down. She took in the orderliness of the operations on the ground floor and the satisfaction that glowed off the faces of several clients."It wasn't just me. It was the whole team" she replied, trying to sound a

Chelsea maintained her careless attitude both at work, home and on the road. Cross Enterprises grew in success and money rolled in constantly. Dylan gave her the deserved accolades and entrusted her with more responsibilities. As they returned from work one day, Dylan instructed Hill to detour to Golden Petals. "Why are we headed there?" Chelsea asked calmly. "Maybe there are some things you wish to retrieve from your lounge" Dylan replied."So thoughtful of you. My booking has long expired. My items must have been thrown out or handed to the police" Chelsea gave a fake smile.Dylan was mute for some seconds. "I extended your booking" he finally said. "Thanks. But I do not need...""Can we just get there first?" Dylan cut her off before she could complete her sentence."Fine, Sir" Chelsea replied resignedly. The rest of the ride was silent till they got to Golden Petals. They alighted the vehicle and entered the hospitality building while Hill remained with the vehicle. Dylan wa

Joyce stood with her hands clasped in front of her, watching as Chelsea prepared for work."Is it his instruction that you watch me every morning before leaving for work?" Chelsea asked Joyce's reflection in the dressing mirror as she put on her earrings. Joyce smiled. Of course she always smiles. "It's just like I'll disappear into thin air or something" Chelsea continued. "I'm simply here in case you need anything" Joyce replied. "Oh please. We're not even in a relationship, talk more of being married. Just drop it, alright? The whole watching over thing. It's... suffocating" Chelsea gestured in exasperation. "He has made it clear to me that there is no escaping this property. Either the bullets get me or the wolves, either way I'm dead" she ranted as she put on the last pieces of adornments. She turned and saw Joyce still smiling at her."You look beautiful as always, Chelsea" Joyce said.Chelsea exhaled. "Thanks very much. Am I free to go now?" she gave an obviously fake sm

Selina gave a light gasp but quickly regained her composure. "Sir...I swear I wasn't stalking you. I was visiting a friend there" Selina shuddered. Dylan chuckled and stood up. "I pray it actually is what you say it is. As for the carelessness with the Cheshire deal, it better be oversight and it better not repeat itself again, ever!" He bellowed. "Yes, Sir. Thank you" Selina replied. "You may leave" Dylan ordered and walked back to his chair. Selina stood up, grabbed the files and exited the office. Dylan's voice called her back before she could close the door."One more thing" he said calmly. "Yes, Sir" she replied, bowing her head as she stepped back in."You better be very careful with your choices, Selina. Very careful" he said and gestured a conclusion. "Yes, Sir" she replied and exited the office. Tsk. Dylan sighed and swivelled in his chair as he waited expectantly on Chelsea. Not long later, she walked in, her face a bit sour. "What happened?" he asked her."Nothing"