Chantel laid in the tub with her eyes close the warm water relax her tensed muscle.
Her phone buzz, it was a call from Laila.
"Hey babes" Chantel answered.
"How's your wedding night going!" Maltida screamed from the background.
"Fuck you Tilda" Chantel muttered.
"I hope Dominic is still alive" Laila's voice sounded.
"I don't think so" Maltida chuckled.
"You guys are crazy" Chantel chuckled.
"Look who's calling crazy, crazy" Laila said.
"You're the first ever bride to say the word 'No I don't' in the alter" Maltida said.
"You don't expect me to lie before Father Lord.. do you?" Chantel asked lightly.
"Haha.. I love the wedding, it was fantastic!" Maltida said.
"We're expecting a baby Chantel!" Laila said.
"Fuck off" Chantel chuckled cutting the phone call.
Her eyes caught an article. It was about models. She decided to check on old video where she was on a runway. Her eyes bold and yet Bright, enough to catch anyone's attention.
She won so many awards in just two years. Her manager Rana; her close clumsy friend in the industry. Fast and active with her work.
She was a goddess on the runway.
But just then, she was labelled as a murderer...
Juliana being one of her rival decided to to bring down Chantel using a dark method. Chantel narrowly escaped her evil move and decided to strike back by exposing Juliana's darkest secrets to the media.
Juliana was a drug addict, she went to the modelling industry to make a living in order to pay for her mom's hospital bills.
One thing Chantel didn't know was her move would push Juliana into committing suicide..
'Chantel is so ruthless!'
'She pushed her into committing suicide!'
'i wish you a cruel death Chantel'
'She think she can be the best forever, what a bitch!'
'I never knew she was this cruel'
'Juliana was just trying to build her modelling career but Chantel won't allow it, now she's dead.. happy now?!'
All they saw was the suicide but no one considered Juliana almost killing her.
It was a hellish experience for her, the career she built hard for destroyed in just one day.
Her lover. Kyle Raven; a famous actor decided to break up with her. She cried for days.
She decided to leave for China not informing anyone.
CHANTEL MCCARTHY THE FAMOUS MODEL TWO YEARS AGO GOT MARRIED TODAY.. IS SHE RETURNING BACK TO THE MODEL INDUSTRY?
Taking a deep Chantel kept her phone and dip herself into the water.
Deep down she miss the world two years ago.
***
[SILVER ENTERTAINMENT COMPANY]
Rana rush inside the building breathing hard with beads of sweat on her forehead. Her short black hair blowing behind her. She almost trip and fall but she was fast enough to hold the table. Standing up straight, she smiled at the receptionist.
"Hey" She greeted breathlessly. "Is the CEO around?"
"Long time Rana, what you doing here?" The lady scoffed.
"Just answer question, Is Mr Marcus around?" She asked again.
"Hm.. give me a minute" The lady said dialing some numbers while Rana tapped her finger on the table repeatedly.
"Hello sir. Rana Mitchell is here to see you" The lady informed professionally.
After a while. The lady nodded. "Okay sir, I'll let her know" she replied dropping the phone.
"I can go in right?" Rana asked.
"Actually.. he said, he knows why you're here and you should fuck off and stop wasting your time" The lady said.
"What" Rana face face turned sour immediately. "Didn't he see the news? Chantel is back"
"So?" Rana heard a familiar voice behind. Her eyes turn cold as she look back at Yulia standing with her assistant. "Just because she's back, you want the company to accept a one time model who almost destroy the company's name?" Yulia asked calmly.
People in the company dares not to go against Yulia since she is like a gold to the company, just like Chantel two years ago.
"Silver company, wouldn't have a name if it wasn't for Chantel. She won so many awards.. even you Yulia. You wouldn't be this famous if it wasn't for her... Beside I never asked for you your opinion nitwit" Rana glared.
"Nitwit? I'm not the one running around the company like a lost goat. Whether you like it or not. Chantel is in the past and she would remain in the past" Yulia said.
"Oh we'll see about that" Rana said.
"Security, throw this mad lady out, she's disturbing the peace here" Yulia demanded.
The security made to grab Rana but she raised her hand.
"I'll leave.. but let me leave you this Yulia.. the next time we'll meet again will be on the runway and I'll watch Chantel beat you over and over again" Rana smirked grabbing her purse and head out.
"You know what to do Phoebe" Yulia said lightly.
"Yes Miss" Phoebe said bringing out her phone to do something.
Rana reach outside the building and ruffled her hair madly.
"Why aren't you calling me Chantel.. I've missed you so much" Rana muttered remembering her lovely time with her.
***
[WINFREY MANSION]
Dominic came back home late in the evening. His face a bit tired as usual.
Sofia came to him and receive his bag. "Welcome home master" she greeted.
"She's still in her room?" Dominic frowned. He haven't seen Chantel in since last night when she gave him her crazy rules.
"Yes master, she haven't been out since morning.." Sofia replied.
"She didn't have breakfast or lunch?"
"She never replied whenever I knock on her door"
Dominic frowned slightly and went upstairs. Knocking on the door lightly, he waited for response but none came.
He knocked louder on the door again.
After a while the door opened. Chantel frowned seeing the last person she expected. She was busy with graphics on her system just to keep herself busy.
"Problem?" She raised her brow. She was still wearing her badass short and crop top revealing her curvy attractive body. Dominic couldn't ignore.
"You should come downstairs for dinner" He said.
"What's with rule number one. Mind your fucking business" She said trying to shut the door on his face but he held it.
"It's my business, you're here in my house so you need to listen to me" Dominic said coldly.
"Want me to kick your balls again? No.. now fuck off" she said trying to slam the door again but he held it.
Chantel made to kick his groin but he dodge her attack, draw her close and pinned her against the wall with her hand above her head. His face close to hers.
She had hit him once before and he hated it. Now she wants to try the same thing again?
He despise it when being told NO! She is his wife and she needs to listen to him. Why can't she be obedient for once?!
Their breath was hitting each other, Chantel was surprised by his move. His built body was covering hers. He clinched his jaw and warned in a cold voice.
"Watch it wife.. I hate been hit"