ZARA'S LUXURY TRAP
1087 Words
Bentley stood up to leave but was stopped by Cove.
“Mr. Bentley, I know this is all your doing. My dad can't make up such a will,” Cove snapped.
Mr. Bentley sighed. “Mr. Alexander, your dad was in his right state of mind when he wrote the will. There's no way the will could have been altered.”
“There's absolutely no way I'm getting married to this spoilt brat. She's not up to my standards,” he said without giving Ivy a glance.
“Mr. Cove, I will take my leave now,” Mr. Bentley said, wanting to get away from the exploding chaos.
“Cove, please calm down…” his mother said softly.
“Do not come close to me,” Cove said, staring at his mother with pure hatred. “Don't come in here and act like you care.” He stomped past her. He needed to get out of this house.
Immediately he left, Ivy grabbed her purse and headed out too. She never wanted to be here but had no choice or she might end up not graduating. She stepped into her car and drove out.
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*LUXURY CLUB*
“The only son of the richest man in the whole of New York City is in town. I heard he is here to inherit his father's property,” said Anna, a bestie to Zara.
She stared at Zara, wondering why she didn't say anything to what she just told her. She tapped her lightly.
“Zara! Back to earth.”
Zara had heard all Anna said but was imagining herself getting married to such a billionaire. If that happens, she won't have to work for like a thousand years.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the loud scream of her friend Anna. She immediately turned to see why Anna had let out such a scream. And her eyes immediately caught the attention of three young men that entered the club, screaming rich.
_My dreams have finally been answered,_ she said as she smiled mischievously to herself. She excused herself and told her bestie to cover for her.
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A few minutes later:
She dragged an average-looking man to a nearby restroom.
“Zara, what do you want this time around? I don't have time for all this.”
This was not the first time he would be helping Zara out. It’s either to link her up with men that come to the club or another thing. But this time around, it seemed like Zara was after something else, and he guessed just right.
“I can't believe you finally decided to come back to New York,” Zayn, the talkative one, said.
Cove just stared without a reply to what Zayn said.
“Bro hasn't even entered and is already annoyed by his whole family,” Richard, the calm one, said with a scoff.
But Cove still didn't say a thing. He just stared into space as he gulped down some more drink.
“I know this anger…” Zayn said. “This is the anger he showed whenever his dad supported Ivy over him.”
Richard didn't say anything. He just looked at Cove and smiled. He knew what Zayn said was correct.
“I'll be right back,” said Cove as he headed for the restroom area.
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Some minutes later…
Cove stepped into the restroom when he heard the loud scream of a woman.
“Please help me! Somebody help!”
He immediately rushed to the direction of the sound, where he saw a man forcefully trying to have s*x with a woman.
Although he wanted to ignore because this is a club, the painful cry of the woman tore through his ears.
“Hey! Get away from her. She doesn't want it,” Cove said.
“And how do you know? Are you her boyfriend or what?”
Cove sent him a flying punch and the man slumped to the ground.
“Are you okay?”
“Thank you,” Zara said while sobbing softly.
Cove turned, wanting to leave, when he was stopped by her again, by her innocent voice.
“Don't leave me. I have nowhere else to go.”
“I don't know you. You can't possibly stay at my place.”
“I can, please. Just for some time till I get a job and then I will move out,” she said.
“Okay. Come with me,” Cove said.
She immediately hurried after him as she smiled inwardly. _Let the whole New York watch as I make my way into luxury._
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*IVY'S APARTMENT*
Ivy lay on her bed in deep thoughts. The events of today had made her remember things she didn't want to remember.
But her thoughts were interrupted by the loud buzz of her phone. That must be more texts from her friends. Once again, she ignored. She stood up and went to the bathroom for a cool bath.
After drying up her hair, she picked up her phone for a little snap. Time to give her lovies something to stare at.
Ivy might have been picked up by Mr. Alexander, but she was still such a beauty. She is popularly known as _Hot Ivy_ on i********:. She attends the most expensive college in New York City and this was fully funded by Mr. Alexander.
“Who will continue from where he stopped?” she wondered. That was the only reason why she attended the meeting. She had hoped he mentioned something about her fees, but she can't tell now till after a year when Cove must have completed his conditions.
Her phone buzzed, jolting her out of her thoughts.
_Itz Stacy, Cove's sister._ I guess she just posted her own pics. She is always in competition with Ivy, who didn't really care.
“Arghhhh,” Ivy groaned, feeling frustrated.
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