A scandal with Mr CEO

Chapter 3

(For Loony_Mystique_07 ❤️)

Kiara

This has to be one of the biggest hotels I've ever seen in my life. Even during the days I lived with my rich snobby parents, I never had one opportunity to see something like this. It's located in the heart of the city, and in one of the biggest estates whose owner is none other than birdbrain himself. The area's quite luxurious to say the least and I would've given it a complement but I will never do that in his presence.

He brought me to one of his properties so It would be more of a prison for me and the only way out would be to go to his house with his driver who according to him wouldn't wait a minute.

Which is why this is the first time I'm up and ready by seven twenty-nine in the morning and dressed in something no one would expect me to wear. A suit, a tight god-forsaken suit and it barely reached my knees. I considered taking it off more than twice cause suits aren't my thing and they never will. I also considered the time it would take me to change into something else, especially now that I have none of my clothes here. Plus, for the sake of the social media carrying around my name, my new celebrity life, and my parents' unresponded messages, this would have to do.

The driver came exactly seven-thirty, not a minute late. I guess David already threatened him with his life, the poor man couldn't even take a minute for himself.

"Good morning Miss Sky, you'll be meeting Mr Russell by his beach house today, there are a few changes in plans"

I don't care what those plans were, I've never been to a beach house before, so I could as well take this opportunity. I may not be with the people I love or on a yacht with a group of friends but this will have to do. I'd only ever seen it in movies and checked prices of reservations on the days my hopes went over the top. The only thing that made this less favorable is that I would be wearing a suit and heels to the beach.

Damn you David.

"Um, can I have a moment to change my clothes? This isn't beach-friendly"

"I'm sorry Miss but Mr Russel likes his staff looking professional"

Of course, he did cause that's what weird people do. How in the world would anyone be so stuck up and want everyone around him to be a replica? He better be on a suit too cause he's going to be answering questions if he doesn't have at least a shirt and pants on.

I let out a huff and sank back in my seat. The little glint of happiness I had I was stomped on but I wouldn't let this ruin my day. He had the money to get a beach house, he should have just enough to get his alleged girlfriend something suitable for the beach. Still, the man in question is one to stand on his decisions and I don't have anything to make him do what I want.

Only if I persuade and there's no way I'll go as far as say please to him.

The car pulled up close to the beach and from the tinted window, I saw how quiet the place was. Not the regular beach with girls running around in colorful bikinis or kids building sandcastles. It's almost like the ones you see in tragic movies, something that belonged to a sadist. It doesn't take too much thinking to see there's a strong connection.

Then again, when I got out of the car and looked at the distance, I could see people at the far end. So far, my sweet legs wouldn't carry me there. It's almost as if the other side was for the public and this large area of land was purchased by David McSadiston.

Get it? Cause I said he's a sadist.

Anyways, we made our way in with my heels practically sinking into the sand. It wasn't a long walk and the driver had let me walk in on my own after escorting me to the door.  He left with a small bow and I tried to do the same in return but a small laugh escaped my lips.