Chloe Montclair

I was sitting on my bed, relaxing when all of a sudden, the usual warder walked into my section. Everyone got up and adjust themselves while some were shivering. I looked at them, shook my head and smiled a little. Well, I'm no longer afraid of anything. There's nothing I'm going to go through now that I haven't been in the past. 

How? I was accused of my mother's death. I was deceived by my own man and he ran off with all of my father's wealth. His hard earned money, he took away all of it and ran off with it. My sister abandoned me. I didn't blame her though, I hated myself for betraying my family so, who am I to judge her for hating me because I was the reason for my mom's death. 

If I was to be in her shoes, I'm positive, I might do more than she's done. 

"Chloe, get up and follow me." The warder ordered. 

"Follow you to where? At least, tell me where you're taking me to this time around?." I boldly asked her. 

Did I forget to tell you I had no idea where they brought me to after the court judgement years back. I was taken to some kind of weird place. Beaten up almost every day with scary people around me. Forced to drink dirty water, wash, clean, get beaten up and of course... Fighting with unknown random people almost everyday. These people keep on showing their faces to me, would intentionally look for my trouble, gang up on me and beat me up, blame me for it and the owner in charge of this hell would punish only me instead. 

Now, I have nothing else to loose. I've lost a lot of things in my life... No! The truth is, I've lost my life completely. It's meaningless to me. I'm no longer the vibrant, cheerful and playful Chloe in the past. I'm now someone else's in form of old Chloe Montclair. 

"Will you shut up your dirty mouth and follow me right this minute. I'm sure, you do not wish to land in another trouble this time around?." She threatened me as she smirk. 

Fool! Does she thinks, I'm still scared of her? It's been 3 years and some months now. I'm used to everything or, whatever comes my way. 

"I'm sorry to disappoint you but, I'm not moving an inch from here if you do not tell me where exactly you're taking me to." I said with finality laced in my tone. 

I'm done with them walking over me. I don't care whoever she's. 

"Chloe... Are you crazy?! Just do as she's asked you to." My only friend who has always got my back ever since I've been here whispered to my ear. The only difference between she and I is, she allow people walk over her... She's always scared and does whatever she's been asked to while me on the other hand, has always been stubborn. Get beaten up severally before I successfully listened. 

"Chloe, please. I hate seeing those mark on your body. I don't want to treat you again, it's getting annoying day by day." She hissed at me as she eye me. 

I look at her for a while and sighed. I was just about to do as she's asked me to when the warder almost landed her hand on my face. I was too quick to stop her as I hold her hand tightly. "Bitch! Let's... go of... me." She said through gritted teeth. Everyone in the room widened their eyes in horror. 

Yes, I know they're all thinking if I've grown two heads. I'm tired of this frustrated woman taking out all of her anger on us. She's crossing the line and I'm getting sick and tired of her. I wish, I can just puke out those big eyes of hers out of their socket and feed it to the dog. That's what she deserve. 

She tried so hard to get her hand out of my tight grip but, I was too tight in her. I'm not ready to let her go. "Chloe, what do you think you're doing?! Are you asking for death right now?." Christiana said and everyone in the room chimed in with her. The people in my section has been like a sister to me. Most of us here, were brought in here for the sins we've not even committed. Some were framed and some, were accused of things they've not done. 

"Yes! Yes!! Yes!!! I'm asking for death!" I bursted as I yank the warder hand off roughly.  "I don't care anymore! I do not care if I end up dying or live! I'm sick and tired of all this bullshit! For goodness sake, we're humans too, how could we be treated like a piece of trash?." I bursted out angrily and they all keep mum. Of course, no one could say anything because they know I'm saying the truth. 

"I see, you're out of your mind." She said and slapped me so hard across my face. I swear, I wasn't seeing that coming. 

Without thinking twice, I slapped her back across her face. I do not care anymore! It's better they kill me here than to keep getting this insult!! 

"You bitch!" She tried to slap me again but a masculine voice stopped her. 

"That's enough!!" The voice said. 

I swear, I do not know what I'm feeling right now. I widened my two eyes out of shock. Right in front of me, standing is the most handsome man I've ever lay my eyes on. But wait a minute, why do I have this feeling that I know him from somewhere? 

Do I? 

He walks slowly towards where we're both standing with Juliana right beside me and scans my whole body for some seconds.

Okay, what's he doing?

"I think, I've chosen the right person." He said in a proud tone. 

Right person? What's he talking about? 

He turns slowly and faces Juliana. "I... Never knew this is how you treat people in here? Are they some kinda piece of trash to you? Or, should I also make you one of them for a month and sees how it feels to be treated like a piece of shit?." He asked her. 

"I... I'm... I'm sorry, sir." She apologized as she stuttered. 

Christiana and I looked at each other and secretly chuckled. If I was told, that there would be someone who can put her in her place then, I would have denied it. 

"Well, I have no business with you. I think, I've gotten what brought me here. You..." He said as he pointed his index finger at me. "Follow me." He ordered in a bossy tone. He turned around to leave and he expects me to follow right behind him? 

Never! That's never going to happen. 

"I'm taking no step away from here if you do not tell me where you're taking me to? And, who are you? You can't just barge in here and order me to follow you like a lost puppy and you expect me to do just that." 

"Are you crazy?! Do you know who you're talking to? That's the pr-" Juliana was saying but she was cut off by him. 

"No! That's enough." He stopped her. "Ms. Chloe Montclair. Daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Montclair and the only sister too, Janet Montclair. The fiancee to the motherfucker Sebastian Diego whom you decide to steal from your mo-" He stopped in his mid-sentence, scratch the nape of his neck and sighed. I stood there with my eyes widened open. 

H... Ho... How did he... How did he know that I stole from mom? And, how did he know about Sebastian? No one does. Not even the judge on my case then, who the hell is he? 

"Who are you?." 

"You want to know who I am? You get your sexy ass now and follow me. Who knows, I might be here to help you." He said and walk away with Juliana. 

"What are you doing, you crazy girl?! Hurry and follow him now!!" Christiana said in a worried tone as she tried to push me to follow them. 

"But I don't kn-"

"We can talk about that later on, but for now... Just go with him and hear what he has to say. He might truly be here to save you, who knows." She encourages. Christiana has been my best friend here. She knows all of my secrets even the ones while I was a kid. There's nothing about me hidden fr her. We've grown bond and she's more than a friend to me. She's like a sister to me. 

"I'll be right back." I told her and left. 

Chloe Montclair

I was instructed to enter a strange specific room, it was a special room which, I'd never seen before ever since I've been brought to this place. 

His back was facing me as I walked into the room. "Now, shall we get back to business?." He said as he turned around to face me. 

"Look, I do not know who you're or what you want from me. You can't just show up out of blue and act like we've known each other for years."

"And, when did I admit to that?." He asked raising his eyebrow at me. 

"But, you just made it seem like we've both known each other for a while now. You just listed my family in there a while ago!"

"Is there anyone who doesn't know who Chloe Montclair is in the country? Everyone knows that you killed your mother because of your father's property." He said in a nonchalant tone. 

"Excuse me! I... Did not... Kill... My mother!" I said through gritted teeth as I glared hard at him in anger. Tears welled up in my eyes.  

He looked at me and chuckled. "Well, between you and I, we both know that motherfucker deceived you and run away with everything you've worked so hard for but to the world, you're nothing but a piece of trash who betrayed her family all because of greediness." He said in a very cold tone. I can't control myself. Another hot fresh tears flow down my cheeks again for the second time. 

"How dare you rub this to my face? Must you rub it to my face that I'm a bad person? Yes! Yes, I agreed that I betrayed my family for a man but, I wasn't totally at fault! I was in love!" I busted at him and wipe off my tears. I refused to be weak again.

"As I've said, I'm not here to listen to your love life story. I'm here for business." He said again. 

"I have no business to do with you. As you can see, there's nothing I can do for you. I'm just a piece of trash who never valued her family as you had said. Just let me be." I said and turn around to leave but what he said next stopped me. 

"I'm getting you out of here." I turned slowly and look at his face to know if he was real or just joking. 

"What?!!"

"Fuck! Look, woman, I hate to repeat myself." He hissed.  "Let's strike a deal."  He added. 

"Who are you? And, how did you get to know me? What deal are you talking about? I do not know you a bit! Plus, how did you get to know about this place? Are you the owner of this place? Are you planning on employing me?." I bombard him with so many questions. 

"I do not need to answer your question. Only I have the right to question you and your job is to answer my question."

"But, I don't know you! Who are you?!!" I swear, this man is frustrating me right now. 

"My name is Kenneth Domanco. The fir-"

"You!!" I cut him off as I widened my eyes again in shock. 

"T... Th... The pre... The president son? Aren't you also the owner of a prestige oil and gas company?." I asked in bewilderment as I pointed my index finger at him and he smirk at me. I swear, I knew there was something strange about him the moment he came in earlier. I knew I know him from somewhere. I had no idea he's the president son.

But, what's the president son doing at a place like this? 

"I thought, you were only stupid, I had no idea you were this smart. After spending 3 years, 6 months, and 4 days here, you still remembered a lot of things... Huh?." He smirks again.  "Sit." He added as he sit on the couch. 

"Huh?."

"I thought, I fucking told you I don't repeat myself."  He said in an arrogant tone.  

"Can you stop swearing? It's annoying." I hissed. 

I sat across him and he scanned me. I became uncomfortable with his stare. "Can you stop staring at me in such way? You're making me feel so uncomfortable." 

"Am I? Well, can we now get down to business?." 

"What do you want from me?."

"Your service." 

"Huh?." 

"I want you to sign a 2 years contract deal with me."

"What are you talking about? Sign a contract with you? At a place like this?." I asked as I look around the whole place uncomfortably again. I thought this man is one of the youngest, richest billionaires in the whole world. Not only that, he's the smartest man too because, as far as I remember, he owned 13 different companies and several industries all over the world. I just don't know why he's talking like someone who has just lost it. 

"Become my girlfriend." 

"What?!!!" I jumped up from my seat. "Are you crazy?! You want me, to become your girlfriend?! How? When? I mean, how is that even possible? Why should I become your girlfriend?." 

"Because, you're in the perfect position for the job. Now, sit back and listen to me attentively." He said and I gently took a sit. 

"My father has a childhood friend whom, they promised to marry off their children to each other whenever they grow up. Now, my Dad wants me to marry his friend's daughter."

"But, that shouldn't be a problem, right? You can marry her. You two are rich."

"Do you think, if I fucking want to do that I'll come here to strike a deal with you? And, can you stop cutting me off from my words and allow me to finish my statement before you talk." It's a statement, not a request. 

"As I was saying before I got interrupted by you. My uncle and his son, are my major problem. They want to take over everything, that rightfully belongs to me. They both want to take it away from me because they believe I do not have a fiancee. I can only take over my father's empire only if, I introduced my fiancee to my family in three months."  He explained. 

"But, I thought... I thought your father wanted to match make you with his friend's daughter?." I asked confused. If he has someone who could even become his wife in the future, where does he have to come down here to tell me all these?

"I do not love her, dumbass." He hissed. 

"But, you do not love me."

"I'm not ready for commitment, don't you get it! I do not want to be committed to any fucking woman!"

Oh Lord, please help me. This guy is getting on my nerves by swearing at every opportunity he's got.  "I want a woman who won't get attached to me no matter what."

"Then, why me? You can hire anyone out there to do that for you. Look, I'm not interested in your family's issue. I have no business with you and let's both agree that we've never met. I don't know you likewise you... Just leave here because I do not want to have anything to do with you. Okay, I will believe, that's the end of our discussion... right? Okay, bye! Bye!! Bye!!!" I fake a nervous smile and got up gently, ready to leave but what came out again from his mouth stopped me. 

"$500 million." 

What?!! Fi... Fiv... Five hundred million dollars? 

No, you're not doing this and that's final Chloe- I mentally said to myself. 

I took another step but his voice stopped me again. "$900 million."  I swear this man is crazy! He did not just offer to give me $900 million! What if he goes bankrupt. 

Are you crazy? How can he go bankrupt when he has a billionaire of dollars in his account. 

I turned slowly to look at me with a fake smile still on my face."

"My 'No', is still a 'No' Mr, president. I mean, vice... No, I mean, president son. I can't do this job. I'm not fit for the job. I'm just an ordinary girl whom the whole world has painted bad already. Do you even know what will happen to you when you take me to your Dad? To your family? They'll curse you for bringing home a betrayal to them. I'm not the girl appropriate for this. I'm sorry to disappoint you but, I can't do this... This job is not for me but for someone else's. Maybe, you just heed to your father's word and be with his friend's daughter."

"You still don't get it, do you? That crazy girl is in love with me. I do not want anything to do with her."

"Likewise me. You do not have anything to do with me, also. You're a well-respected being. You're not to be seen with a despicable person like me. I'm sorry." I turned around to leave for the last time and this time around, I promised myself not to turn around and talk to him again but then... 

"$2,000 million." 

W... Wh... What?!!!!! 

Chloe Montclair

"Mr. Domanco, if you offer me all the money in your account, I won't still do this job of yours. I'm not interested. Kindly find someone else who fits in, I do not fit in for this job... Now, I will take my leave."  I said but his wicked laugh got me. 

Is something wrong with him? Why is he laughing in such a manner? 

"What kind of a person are you? Do you know, how many girls are dying and would be happy to pretend to be my girlfriend? And, I'm paying you a damn $2,000 million but yet, you rejected me?." He asked in a disbelief tone.

"Look, I'm not like those girls. Besides, you can pick from those girls. You just said it, they'll be happy to be with you. I'm not happy to be with you, I do not want to work with you or have anything to do with you. Just leave from here and never come back again." I hissed and eyed him. 

He looked at me unbelievably. "You don't want to leave here? This dirty place... You prefer this dirty place than to be with me?." 

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Answer my damn question! You choose this hell over me?." He shouted at me more like, in a commanding tone. 

"Look, I'm not one of those girls who get shivered by your empty threat. Don't you dare shout at me anymore because you're not my parents. Plus, there's no way I'm going to work with an ugly person like you. Your face sucks!" I said as I rolled my eyes.

That's a lie. I very well know his face doesn't suck. I swear, this is the most handsome face I've ever set my eyes on. I feel for the women he's going to fall in love with in future. She's got to be strong because a lot of women will drag him with her. Not only because of his looks but because of the money he has and his position in this country. 

" What?!!!" 

"Has anyone never said that to you before? That your face sucks?." 

"What?!" He repeated as he took a step forward and I took one back. The more he keeps taking a step forward, I kept taking each step back and mentally curse as my back kissed the wall. I can't believe that this man is standing right in front of me now. The man I've once seen over the newspaper and the man hovering over me right now is two different persons even though, they're still the same person. 

He's deadly gorgeous. His manly scent filled up my nose and I swear, I can't concentrate very well. I'm mentally shaking right now.

I saw him scoff and inspect my body carefully before looking deep into my eyes again. "Don't you think, it's too much for you?."He asked back.

" And, what's that?." I asked him, boldly.

" I wonder how comes, a mere prisoner had this much gut to talk back at me. This attitude of yours quiet doesn't suit you at all. You have no fucking right to talk back at me or condemn my face!" I swear, I'm literarily shaking inside of me right now but, I'm just trying to be strong. Thank goodness I'm leaning on the wall, I wonder what would have happened if I had not. 

"You shouldn't be surprised, I thought you were more than that. You've always been so proud of this face, don't you?." I lightly pat his cheek and pushed him further away from me. 

All I wanted to do is to get out of his presence. But before I could leave, I felt him sneak his hand to my waist from behind and my back kissed his chest. And I swear, my heart is about to explode. Mentally, I'm shaking but I'm still trying to stay calm.

My heartbeat wouldn't stop beating weirdly because I could feel his hot breath on my neck. Not only that, I was only putting on tight leggings and the usual baggy orange top but, I wasn't wearing anything inside. And my hair, I made it a ponytail this morning.

"Yeah! I'm not. After all, you were bold enough to say those shit to my face. What was that? You've got some nerves haven't you?." He whispered to my ear and I swear, I wouldn't stop shaking.

"Hmmm." He hummed.  "My face sucks right?." He asked me in his deep husky voice. I turned around and pushed him from me before he could realize how much effect he has on me. I don't know why I'm feeling this way though. 

Besides, why is he so concerned that I said bad things about his face? If anyone was to be here, they'll know I wasn't saying the truth. 

He's deadly gorgeous but, why is he taking it too personally?

"Well... My bad, I lied. Telling you your face sucks was a lie. I admit." 

He walk closer to me again but this time around, he wasn't holding me. He only leans his head down to my face and looks deep into my eyes. "Seems like, you don't know what you're getting yourself into, sweetheart." He remarks.

"I never intend to get into any trouble and that's why I have asked you to leave in peace. I do not want to have anything to do with you. Why can't you just get that into your empty skull and leave me alone in peace?." He hold my waist tightly and pulled me to his chest. Before I could realize what was happening, he was already trailing his finger on my bare stomach. How did he do that? I don't know, all I know is that the idiot in me is enjoying all of his every touches.

Am I getting crazy? I think so.

My breath got hitch. I couldn't breathe properly and guess what I did? I close my eyes to feel his touch. The tingling sensation he's giving me isn't helping the situation at all. I was supposed to be mad at this man and push him away from me but instead, I'm here, so close to him enjoying his touch on me.

"I can kill you right now and no one will fucking ask me any question... Do you know why it's so?." He asked. His grip on my stomach is now getting hard. I could feel his sharp nail dig into my skin which made me feel the sharp pain.

He's a mean guy, I'm never going to trust him. Now, his face, and eyes don't look friendly at all.

I tried to wiggle out of his tight grip but, he wouldn't release me and the pain is getting much. He expects me to shed tears or beg him to release me but, I'm too stubborn to accept defeat. Even though the pain is much, I endured it and kept on struggling to get out of his tight grip without saying a word. This is nothing compared to the pain I've been getting past this year. A few minutes later, he release me and I hissed because of the pain.

I glared at him but, he still held a calm expression on his face.

Meanie!!

"What do you want from me now, bad brain?." I made sure to press the button even though, I'm literarily shaking deep within me right now.

He looks at me and scoffs again. "You amaze me, Ms. Montclair. Even after knowing everything, knowing what you're dealing but yet, you're still proving to be bold? Well, I like people like you."

"I don't want to listen to any of your stupid speech. Just tell me what you want from me and get the fuck out of here!" I busted at him.

Oops, did I just swear? I think so.

" Hmmm, what do I want? I told you what I what from you, right? Work for me and be my fake girlfriend. I'm not asking you now, I'm ordering you to do that for me."  

I looked at home and scoffed. "Because you're? Look, you're no different from me if you had not been living with the influence, privilege of your father. All thanks to him, you got to do all this shit around else, you're just as plain as me." His face darken immediately after those words came out of my mouth.

I mentally smirk. He knows, I hit the button. I'm aware, I did hit the button this time around. He wanted me to ask for mercy. Nice try but, I'm never going to do that. He can do his worse for all I care. 

"Why? Did I press the button so hard? You don't seem to like what I had just said to you? Come on, you and I both know that I wasn't lying though. That's the hard truth." I tried to leave again but he smashed my back roughly to the wall.

I sighed before looking at him. "When I decide to challenge him, I should have known I would expect something like this or even more." I thought. 

I'm never going to be his girlfriend and that's final. Millions of girls are out there waiting for this opportunity just like he had said. Why me then?

" What exactly do you want from me, Mr. Kenneth Domanco? You asked me to be your girlfriend and I refused. What more do you want from me? what's all this about?." I burst at him in an angry tone.

" I don't know what you're thinking but, whatever it may be, just know that it's not going to work. You know exactly who you're dealing with. So, I'm giving you the grace of 7 days to think about the whole thing thoroughly, and I also want nothing but a positive response from you. I'm only leaving because I have other important things to attend to. I won't stay here forever exchanging words with a mere murderer who killed her mother, betrayed her family, and above all, disappoint her dead father who has entrusted her with a lot of responsibility only because of a man." He mocks and tsk in an irritated tone. 

Tears welled up in my eyes, everything became blurry because of the tears I'm trying so hard to hold in. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself? My family hasn't done anything to you, especially my dead father. Don't you think it's childish bringing them into this thing between us?." I asked him as I pointed between myself and him.   "You want to insult me, it's fine. You want to treat me like a piece of trash, it's also fine but please, don't you dare bring my family into this, especially my dead parent. You have no right to say things about them. Leave my precious sister and parent out of this!" I busted at him. 

"Precious sister.." He repeated the same word and scoffed. "Indeed, she's a precious sister." He mock again with a wicked smile creeping on his lip. 

"I swear, don't you dare bring up my family, especially my mom into this because.., I will never forgive you if you dare repeat such a thing. I will make life miserable for you if you dare try me, Kenneth Domanco." I threatened him.

" Sweetheart, that line is for me and not for you... It doesn't suit you at all." He winked at me before walking out of the room. Immediately he's gone, I took out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding in for so long and slumped lazily on the floor.

Tears wouldn't stop coming out of my eyes. I can't control it. I wanted to vent my anger, I wanted to punch something really hard. This is why I don't want to accept his offer. I hate this place, I hate this place so much, I wanted to get out of this hell, this miserable place but... On the other hand when I thought of how I've been a bad person, how I've been a bad daughter and a bad sister to my family... I hate myself more. 

Sometimes, I believe all that I've been going through for the past years, I deserved it. I caused everything. I ruined everything! 

"Chloe! Chloe!! Chloe are you okay?." I heard Christiana's concerned voice as she slumped beside me and hug me tightly.