LOGIN"The Japanese team were very clear, sir. They specifically requested Miss Wayne to be around for all future meetings."The leader of the strategy team, Jack, explained, reading directly from the email on his tablet.Lucius leaned back in his chair, "Is that a request, or a condition?"Jack smiled awkwardly."Well....It sounds more like a strong preference, sir," He said."Chairman Takahashi appreciated the personal interaction. He noted that translation software lacks emotions. And he specifically mentioned that your uncle Roland's AI program during the project pitch felt too cold and robotic, which made him uncomfortable. Chairman Takahashi wants a human connection. He wants Alura."A small smirk stuck on Lucius's lips, he felt an edge of satisfaction. Uncle Roland was already at a huge disadvantage. He had tried to use the Takahashi challenge to steal the CEO position, but he had no Japanese speaker on his team. He was relying on his newly built translator software. But Lucius h
"Who exactly is Hilda Miller?"Alura whispered the question to herself, as her fingers hovered over the keyboard.It was a day after the gala hosted for the Takahashi Group. But Alura was still curious about the lady that approached Lucuis.She sighed, she didn't want to look like a stalker but her curiosity was getting the best of her especially after the quiet threat she felt from the Hilda.She finally clicked enter, and instantly the screen flooded with results.Hilda Miller was the CEO of Miller Industries, one of the successful companies in Cedarville. Alura scrolled past the boring financial articles and clicked on the social pages. The gossip columns from two years ago painted a very clear picture.*IS THE MILLER HEIRESS RELENTLESSLY TRYING TO GET CEO HUNT's ATTENTION?,* one headline blared.Alura read through the articles. They described Hilda showing up at almost all of Lucius's hosted events, trying to get tables next to his, and cornering him in hotel lobbies but pretendin
Jax followed the waiter assassin quietly as he went down the stairs heading for the ballroom.Just as the man pushed the ballroom door open. Jax quickly grabbed the back of the man's white collar, and yanked him backward into the hallway, slamming him against the concrete wall. The waiter gasped in shock, reaching quickly for his jacket. But Jax pinned the man's wrist to the wall with a bone crushing force, driving his knee hard into the man's stomach.The silenced pistol clattered to the floor.Meanwhile back at the first floor, Marcus moved quietly like a ghost. He grabbed the second assassin by the back of his neck and shoved him face first into the wall. The man grunted, dropping the sniper he had been assembling. Marcus hooked his arm around the assassin's throat, pulling him backward into the storage closet.Jax dragged the first assassin back to the first floor and shoved him into the exact same closet. The door clicked shut behind him.The small space was dim, smelling of b
"Were you too busy dressing up that you forgot the time, Or did you get lost in MY city, knight?" Lucius's deep mocking voice cut through the quiet murmurs of the ballroom. Grey stopped in front of the Japanese guests. He ignored Lucius completely. He bowed his head slightly toward the elderly man at the center of the group. "I apologize for the interruption, Chairman Takahashi," Grey said, his voice was calm. "The traffic coming off the bay was worse than we anticipated." The chairman's assistant translated to him. Lucius let out a loud, sarcastic scoff. He did not bother hiding the anger burning in his chest. "Traffic. Right. You just happen to walk in the exact moment the chairman announces your late entry. Well planned." Grey shifted his storm-gray eyes to Lucius. The look was flat and dead. "I am here to do business, Hunt. Not put on a play." Before Lucius could fire back, Uncle Roland stepped forward. Unlike Lucius, who openly showed his hatred for his rival CEO, Rolan
The woman standing in front of them was wearing a deep crimson dress that probably cost more than Alura’s college tuition, paired with diamond jewelry that caught the ballroom lights. She looked stunning, but in a cunning way. "It's really been a long time, Lucius," the woman purred. She stepped closer to the Lucuis and reached out, letting her manicured fingers rest intimately on his arm. Lucius did not blink. He looked at the hand on his arm as if it were a strange bug. Then, he took a very deliberate step back, letting her hand drop to her side. He didn't acknowledge her gesture or the fake closeness. The woman’s smile faltered for a second. She quickly recovered, masking her annoyance. "I'm Hilda Miller," she said, her voice loud enough for the surrounding guests to hear. "CEO of Miller Group. We've partnered before for business projects....Since you seem to have forgotten." Lucuis still stared blankly at her, in fact he looked bored like he didn't have time for this
"I swear, if I break my ankle in these heels, I am going to haunt Nessa for the rest of her life." Alura muttered the threat to herself as she rushed across the dark parking lot. Her heart was hammering against her ribs. She was late, very late. The gala was already filled with people inside the huge glowing hotel-- a luxury property owned by Lucius himself. She clutched her small purse and picked up her pace, terrified of the cold scolding she was about to receive from her boss. Lucius hated lateness, and he hates excuses even more. As she hurried toward the grand side entrance, loud voices caught her attention. "I don't care what you're saying, old man. You can't go through this door. Guests use the front!" The huge hotel bodyguard stood with his arms crossed, blocking the path of an elderly man in a black suit. The older man looked deeply distressed. He gestured urgently toward the doors, speaking frustrated Japanese. Alura slowed down. She watched the bodyguard roll his
Lucius had walked into the office with a very grumpy mood, like a man who had not slept in days, and had made a personal decision to take it out on everyone within a five meter radius. Nobody breathed comfortably around him all day. Alura honestly would have cared more if her own life wasn't alrea
Meanwhile that same evening, across town at west Cedarville Alura was actually at her old apartment, not the one she lived in with her dad though, it's the one she once shared with her roommate who later became her friend, Nessa. She stood in the middle of the one room apartment and looked aroun
Two weeks later. It was Saturday and Lucius decided to meet his unknown wife for the first time.Lily was still a stranger, and it bothered him more than anything else. Even though he had allowed Grandma Mabel to orchestrate it, he still needed to see the face and appearance of the person who was l
It was finally Friday and Alura had made it through the entire week without being fired, without crying in the bathroom, and without poisoning Lucius' coffee.... though the last one had crossed her mind twice. She was sitting at her desk outside Lucius' office, still in one piece.While sorting th







