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Fifty Three
Author: Olu Writer
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"What do you mean there is already someone in there?" Selene snarled.

Her voice sliced through the pristine silence of the atelier like a knife through silk. The reception area of Vikkie Jay Couture was a masterpiece of minimalist luxury, white marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and walls adorned with sketches of gowns that had graced the world's most famous red carpets.

But Selene saw none of it. Her focus was entirely on the doorway that led from the reception to the private rooms for fittin
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  • Seventy Four

    And it seems that some people are not tired of being humiliated and don’t know when to give up ," Reed retorted, his voice cold and sharp. "I see you have come back for more punishment."Lucas and Selene were right behind Reed and Miyu and they closed the gap between them with a few steps, their steps synchronized, their expressions a mixture of contempt and barely concealed fury. They were dressed in their finest, Lucas in a tailored black tuxedo that rested on his lanky frame, Selene in a stunning red gown that hugged her curves and exposed the creamy skin of her back, but their elegance could not hide the bitterness radiating from them and poisoning the atmosphere.Selene's face turned sour as she scanned Reed from his head to his polished oxfords. If someone had told her months ago that her smiley, obliging simp of a husband whose presence constantly brought with him the stale smell of sweat from his numerous jobs would be dressed like one of the CEOs who graced the cover of busi

  • Seventy Three

    The ballroom of the Golden Gate Hotel was already a masterpiece of opulence with its crystal chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling, expensive wallpaper and stained windows.Right at that moment, those imported chandeliers were casting a warm, golden glow over the assembled guests. The tables were draped in ivory silk, adorned with centerpieces of fresh white roses and delicate orchids. Everything had been done to the of highest standards.There were expensive drinks, champagne that cost more than most people's monthly rent, aged whiskies from distilleries that no longer existed, gin in specially decorated collectors bottles and rare wines from vineyards that had long been destroyed by war. The most luxurious caviar was served on mother-of-pearl spoons, and the hors d'oeuvres were so exquisite that even the most jaded palate would be impressed with the selections and taste.Jessie walked around, supervising and ensuring that everything was done well and in their right places. She

  • Seventy Two

    First, his hands started to tremble. Then his eyesight became blurry, and he ran his hands through his hair, tugging at it painfully. The sharp sting of pulled strands did nothing to ground him back to the painful reality of his life.The photos were not all that were sent. There was a link. Against his better judgement, Lucas opened it and if possible, he felt worse than before. The numbers stared back at him, mocking and undeniable.Miyu had four new songs which just dropped and were all in the top ten songs on the chart. Not just one. Not two. Four. All of them. Dominating the charts like she had never left while Selene’s song was nowhere to be found.He opened his eyes and looked again. Her songs were still there, trending. The numbers were climbing higher with each passing second. People were streaming, sharing, and talking about Miyu Orla like she was the biggest thing to hit the industry in years.Lucas realized that he had just been played. The songs he had tried to steal. Th

  • Seventy One

    He broke out of his momentary trance.“Gabe!" He jumped to his feet and bellowed, "get back here this instant!"His voice echoed off the walls of his office, but there was no response. The door remained closed. Gabe it seemed had fled, and Lucas's summons went unanswered.For a second, he considered going to drag him back, to force him to explain what was happening. But the email on his screen demanded his attention. He needed to see it. He needed to understand what had just happened.He gingerly picked up the tablet and had a good look at the message, then he felt his heart sink all the way to the bottom like an anchor thrown into the sea.All he could do was slump back into the chair as his forehead broke out in sweat. His hands trembled as he read the words again, hoping they would somehow change.Wishing that it was a dream.It wasn’t.The email stared back at him, unchanging and filled with the most unfortunate string of words. Apparently, due to copyright infringement, the song

  • Seventy

    Reed looked through the pictures on his desk, his expression unreadable. Even though the person's face was shielded by the hoodie and oversized glasses they had on, he knew who it was. The posture, the walk, the desperate energy, it was unmistakable.After her disastrous attempt at seduction, Reed had wondered what her next step would be. Apparently he was looking at it.The other set of photos showed a refined-looking young man in fine clothes stepping out of the same location as the person with the hoodie. Lucas Scott. The heir to the Scott family fortune, the man who had destroyed Miyu's career, the man who had slept with Selene. The man who thought he was untouchable."This is the video feed of the secretary's table," Lara said and placed a tablet on Reed's desk. Her movements were precise, professional, betraying none of the curiosity that burned in her eyes.Reed watched as Annie looked left and right before taking a photo of something on the secretary's desk. The footage was

  • Sixty Nine

    What do you have for me?" Lucas demanded as soon as the hoodie-clad person slid into the booth and sat opposite him. His voice was sharp, impatient, the voice of a man who was used to getting what he wanted when he wanted it.The figure looked around the quiet diner as if to make sure they were not followed and would not be recognised by anyone before they pushed back their hoodie to reveal their face.Lucas's eyes narrowed. When he had received the text to meet up, he had expected someone else, one of his usual informants, perhaps, or a low-level employee looking to make a quick buck. He had certainly not expected Annie. The main star of Hitmaker Entertainment, and even though she had not attained the level of star power that the top stars on More Heat, he knew she was still very comfortable.The fact that she had come meant one thing, her position was being threatened.She could be a very good addition, taking her away from Hitmaker would cause a huge blow to their management.But

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