Five

Rebecca Samuel really was the definition of having it all. She had the money, the fame, tons of one night stand at her service. There was literally nothing stopping her from achieving her goals, desires and needs, well except for her father.

He would do whatever it takes to see her crumble to his mercy, for reasons only known to him and Rebecca. She never wanted to run the family business before but she had to because she was threatened. Threatened with things she could not afford to lose.

She would have been a doctor now and happily married to her childhood sweetheart but her father made her read business administration in college.

She had no say in her life until she strikes him back with something he doesn't want the press or his opponents to find out, since then she was allowed to make decisions in her life.

And now that she made it to the daily newspaper and also is the talk of the town, he kept his eyes on her every movement. He might think she was not aware of the spies and bodyguards he kept in front of mansion, but she knew everything. She just pretended to let it go.

Her main problem now is to find the man behind the scandal, then her heart will be at rest. She had went back to the penthouse to find her one night stand but she was not allowed into the place because she couldn't remember the house and she has no relationship with him.

Remembering he'd gave her his business card, she fished the purse she had put it in. Bringing out everything in the purse, her hand rummage for the business card.

And at last, she found it. Rebecca heaved a sigh before dialing the number. The earlier, the better.

"I thought you were not going to call." A voice said, the moment the call was picked. She'd recognize that voice even in the dark. Damn the idiot, he is causing her pain.

"Why are you doing this? Why does it have to me? Did you plan this?" She questioned shoving a hand to grab a fist of her perfectly made hair. This call better worth her time, she left everything for it.

The bloke chuckled on the other side. "You don't want to know. I guess you could say I had everything planned since from day one but this is just the beginning. Why does it have to be you?" He said in a question tone.

"Because you are an easy prey, you have many things that I can easily use to take you down." He laughed wickedly.

Rebecca scoffed. She is not a weakling, he doesn't even know what he is trying to get himself into but she will never show him how strong she is. "Oh, really. How about we talk business?" She muttered. She was not trying to strike a deal, rather to get him out and take him down instead.

She wished she hadn't stopped by the bar that day, wished she wasn't compelled to get the relief of her sexual urge. Now, she had gotten herself in a nest.

"I like how you think sexy."

"My list is long but I will start with you signing the contract with the Page Corps. It will be of help to the both of us." He responded. "And lastly, the name is Tyler." He added.

"I don't care and I will think about it." Rebecca eased back into her office chair, clicking the phone off.

He'd think she will do as he said. But he didn't own her, just for him to be happy, she will not allow her hardship go to vain.

For now she will ignore his demand and focus on making amendments on the paper works. Tyler wants a contract with the Pages, then he will get it.

She smirked at her mischievous thoughts, not only will she make him look bad in the eyes of the world but she will make sure, he never finds happiness.

The door creaked ajar, revealing her front desk secretary . "The new intakes are here. I thought you might want to have a word with them since their job is very important to you." He bobbed his head more into the office.

She gave him the sign to bring them in. She'd hear him telling them to act themselves and be free with her.

'How will they be free with me when even you are still scared of me' she thought, remembering the incident that made her secretary to never mess with her.

They slipped in the room, slowly moving toward her table.Her eyes scanned the room, now there was two gentlemen who stood anxiously in front of her.

"Have a seat." She pointed to the chairs.

Going through their files even though she knows nothing about job hiring but their job experience did most of the talking to her. Indeed, she was impressed by it.

"Congratulations, Mr Mathesson and Mr James on getting the job. It is simple, the secretary will tell you what to do and will give you the contract to go over. On behalf of the SxE family, I welcome to the company." She rose shaking their hands each.

"Enjoy your stay." She smiled at them.

Rebecca thought she was going lost it, her head was hazy. She'd need to rest and calm her mind down. She pressed the red beeper attached to her desk and her secretary hurried in. "You called ma'am." He dust his shirt.

She nodded. "Clear my schedule for two weeks, I am going on a vacation." She informed, putting some important files in her bags.

"Call my PA on your way out." She told him. Sometimes she'd wonder whether she got a PA for her use or for the PA to get herself busy with chitchat in the office.

A minute later, her PA walked inside. Rebecca eyed her, losing words to say.

"All my business call should be stopped from today. I am going on a vacation. Book a ticket to Maldives now." She passed her the credit card.

After a long and demanding week, she definitely need the rest. Maldives, she mused. That means an elegant, sophisticated vacation. Theater, discussion of food and wine. And, of course, the sea.

She returned home to get her belongings and a little bit of paperwork she'd want to go through while vacating. Not forgetting her bikini, she shoved two sexy bikini in the box before keeping it lock.

Not wasting time, she asked her driver to drive her to the airport. She doesn't have more time to waste, her flight leaves in an hour and she has only thirty minutes to spend on her way there.

Her phone beeped in her pocket, seeing it was her father calling she ignored the phone. It kept on ringing, annoyed with that, she offed the phone totally.

Now, she'd be able to concentrate on the magazine she was reading. The airport was not full neither was it scanty, it was in between that.

Rebecca asked her driver to go back home, that all she needs him for actually. She would have used the private jet but that will mean going through her father and she doesn't want that to happen.

"Can I seat here?" A petite woman asked. Rebecca assumed she was also going somewhere, maybe the countryside. No, it was not an assumption because she was holding her flight tickets.

"Yeah"

"Thank you." Rebecca gave a curt nod and continued reading the magazine. Groaning, she dropped the magazine. Reading it was boring, she was forcing herself to do that. "To where?" She asked the petite lady sitting with her.

"Maldives. I have a wedding to attend over the weekend." She shoved an invitation card in her eyes and Rebecca reluctantly collected it.

"Oh." Rebecca's mouth formed an o shape before she passed the woman back the card. "While I am going there for a vacation." She said with a smile.

"Hey, you can come with me to the wedding if you want." The woman suggested. "I am Sophia and you?" Sophia pushed her hand, demanding a hand shake from her.

"Rebecca Samuel. And yes, i would love to." She replied.

"Of course dear, I know your name is Rebecca. Everyone knows you." Sophia chuckled.

Something about her might be off to anyone but Rebecca paid no heed to it. She had found a friend to spend her vacation with. Now she won't be lonely and maybe, they might be more than friends. Maybe, best friends?

"Flight number 5249018BC to Maldives, please proceed to the boarding area. Thank you." They heard the announcement before they moved to the boarding area, hand in hand.

"I like your dress." Rebecca complimented, her face holding a smile.

"Thank you. I made it, I am a fashion designer." She whispered, twirling so that Rebecca would have a perfect view of the gown dress.

Well, she had to admit that Sophia is talented, the dress hung tight to her body and the pearls on it made it shine brightly. "I own Zavanni." Sophia murmured low enough for Rebecca to hear.

"No way." She gasped looking at Sophia. She had known about the Zavanni and their products, she owned a few of them. Even the short dress she was wearing then, was made by Zavanni herself.

The owner was unknown to the world since the brand came to live and no one pushed to find out. "I guess it is a small world. I am meeting someone whose work I like a lot." She told Sophia.

Now Rebecca has more reason to like Sophia. She loves people that are independent, unlike her. She only lives on the will of her father, but one day, she will be free like a bird in a crowded sky.

"Yeah, yeah. I know about you, most times you could say I design clothes to your liking and have my PA call you in for the purchase. I love anything money." Sophia joked and she couldn't hold back her laughs.

Definitely they would last together. Sophia is friendly and also talented.

"Welcome to BUJ Airlines, I am Harry, your pilot for today. Please read the manual book for a safety flight. On behalf on my crew, I hope you enjoy your journey." The pilot said into the mic getting their attention.

"I like his name. Will definitely bang him if I get to see him." Sophia spurred and she quoted to be a whore that might be sex starved.

"You won't do that." She laughed back into the chair.

Being rich has it own advantages, she would enjoy the comfort of her flight in the first class cabin with no disturbance. "I bang everything in a trousers, except for girls yeah. But any man that is young, rich, handsome and ambitious, I'd bang him with no second thoughts." She revealed munching a cookie.

"Wow." Rebecca breathed out. If they were to exchange life with Sophia, then she will be dammed.

And Sophia, in her place? It won't end well. Seems like Sophia doesn't go with the rules or anything that has to do with that.

"Let see it I can sketch a gown for you." Sophia mumbled bringing out a mini sketch book from her bag, attached to it was a sketching pencil.

She wonder how Sophia goes around with heavy stuffs like that. She won't even attempt taking them with her if her PA won't be with them.

"Do you prefer hung low back or high one?" Sophia asked.

"Both. I go with everything as long as it is not revealing much." Rebecca answered, playing with the hem of her gown.

Not even half way of the flight and she is tired. Her eyelids were heavy, her body sore and her mind was still hazy. She did enjoyed meeting Sophia, but her body deserves to rest after everything she had gone through.

Her father was a matter she would deal with later, but now, she will close her eyes and imagine herself in Maldives already.

Her heaven.