Love, revenge and money

Higher order

Alanna felt capable and strong, she would not be manipulated by her arrogant ex-fiancé. She just listened to him and frowned as she straightened her back.

—I recommend that you treat me with respect. As long as I'm Nick Smith's wife, you and Camille won't get very far. Now, get out of my house! Get out of here!— said Alanna, pointing to the door.

Lucas heard that shout and felt even more furious, yet he knew Nick would not be a man to have any differences with.

After a long moment he seemed to think of something, his eyes full of absurd ideas.

—You had s*x with Nick. Oh, did he see your ugly scar? No one would love your body— Lucas added mockingly.

Alanna frowned slightly and felt uncomfortable, after all, she had had strong doubts about her beauty after an appendicitis operation that had left a horrible scar on her skin.

—He and I are husband and wife, isn't that what husbands do?— Alanna said frankly.

After saying that, Alanna pushed Lucas out of her house and then closed the door behind him.

When there were no more retorts from Lucas behind the door, Alanna went to her bathroom, stopped in front of the mirror and lifted up her shirt. The scar on her belly was really noticeable and unbearable.

Alanna had suffered all her life, so much so that she had decided to keep herself pure until she found her true love. However, Lucas had cheated on her by faking a s****l slip.

Because of Camille, Alanna couldn't keep her virginity, and the worst part was that she didn't even know who she had been with that night.

Lucas had channelled all his s****l desires into Camille for all those years - it was so unpleasant to know!

Thinking about it, Alanna was saddened and sat weakly on the floor. Slowly, she folded her knees in her hands and curled into a fetal position as her tears began to flow.

She had done so much for Lucas, and he had only betrayed her without hesitation.

When she got engaged, Lucas had promised her a lot of things, but now all those words pierced her heart like a sharp knife.

Alanna couldn't understand why Lucas had done that. Why was he playing games with her like that?

She had given up everything for him, even her father's money. She had chosen love, but reality had hit her hard.

That night Lucas had done something that would never have crossed Alanna's mind: he had hurt her physically.

To her, Lucas was now a dirty, disgusting man. Alanna regretted meeting him and getting involved with him. If she hadn't listened to her illusions, she wouldn't have gone through so much. But now, she had to face it head on.

Alanna picked herself up off the floor and sighed. He wasn't going to defeat her that easily.

The next morning, Alanna was on her way to a job interview, after all, she was sure to be fired from her current job. Camille had contacts and had confirmed it.

A few hours later, Alanna found herself in the interview room at Brother Universal.

—Miss Summer, what is this nonsense? Don't you know this high-end industry? How can you bring that? Get out of here, please— said the interviewer, throwing down the resume and designs Alanna had spent days working on,

The documents were scattered all over the room. Alanna bent down in embarrassment and picked up the papers one by one.

As she picked up the papers Alanna looked up and stared into the interviewer's eyes. Her blood boiled with rage.

—You should respect me! If you don't like my work you shouldn't be so rude. People like you don't deserve to be designers! You're despicable— Alanna insinuated without a hint of fear.

The two men standing next to the interviewer were stunned. They couldn't believe the words she had shouted at the interviewer.

Now it all made sense. The two men were stunned. What was wrong with this woman?

It was absurd. Her designs were magnificent, how could that i***t not hire her? Unfortunately, Alanna was in no mood for that kind of disrespectful reaction, she wasn't going to shut up.

She got up and left the interview room with a frown on her face.

—Sir, what are you doing? Your designs were impressive,— said one of the men.

—You're right, both the designs and the character have an unusual style. It's exactly the style we've been looking for for weeks! What's wrong with you, why did you turn it down?— added the second man at the table.

The interviewer put his hands on the table and whispered faintly: —I recognise that these are good designs. She might be perfect for the job, but the boss has ordered me to reject her like this— said the interviewer with a disappointed shrug.

No sooner had Alanna left the company when suddenly an unpleasant-looking old man approached her and stopped her.

—I've been looking for you, Miss Summer,— said the man.

Alanna was intrigued, she didn't know who the hell he was. He smelled of alcohol and his face was downcast.

—Who are you, what do you want?— she said, trying to be polite.

—You... sleep with men for money. I can offer you a job here if you sleep with me— the man mockingly insinuated.

Alanna was stunned, what the hell was the old man implying? She felt disgust at the words.

—Sir, stay away, I don't know you,— Alanna added disdainfully.

—Miss Alanna Summer, I can buy you jewellery, fancy cars. Don't be modest, I know you have s*x for money, come on!—

Alanna was confused. Camille had mentioned an old widower, she definitely had something to do with it.

—Sir, f**k off! Leave me alone— she said emphatically.

The old man ignored Alanna and grabbed her arm tighter.

—No, I'm not leaving! You are special. Marry me and you won't have to have any more men for money,— said the old man mockingly.

Alanna froze at those words, the man was sick and mad.

Suddenly, the expression on the old man's face changed radically and he growled loudly, making the walls of the reception room rumble.

—Alanna, I have plenty of money, that's what you want, isn't it? Don't act decent, come on!—

As the anxious man finished speaking, Alanna gave a loud cry for help, after all the man's grip was getting tighter and tighter.

Quickly, a security guard heard the screams and entered the reception area to separate the man. When he released Alanna's arm, she ran towards the exit.

The guards restrained the anxious man, but out of respect did not hold him tightly. Taking advantage of this, the anxious man ran out after Alanna and grabbed her from behind and held her back.

Alanna felt the old man's strong grip as he shouted obscenities at her, she struggled and tried to kick the old man, but he just pushed her away and her heel went flying into the road.

Instantly, a black luxury car skidded a little before skidding over her heel and stopping.

Alanna looked down the road and noticed the strange car in front of them. The car's braking sounded bloody loud and Alanna was stunned.

In a second all the car doors opened and out stepped four tall guards, dressed in black, opaque suits. Their eyes were covered by dark glasses and their ears were covered by short earpieces.