The Prestige club (TPC)#3: "Redeem" (Slow updates)

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"Remember what I said". He threaten as he opens the door and push her outside

She wipes her tears looking at the closed door. She rushes to her suite before someone sees her and once she was inside she let herself break.

"I need all the details about her in an hour". He said angrily as he spoke to his security team

He runs his hand through his hair remembering how she looks just a moment ago. She always was in his mind since the first time he saw her. Her beautiful brown eyes always appears in the most random times of the day. Since, he decided he will never ever look into his past, he had ignore everything, even finding her again.

He heard a knock on his door and he opens the door to his grinning cousin Mahak who was still very young to be involved in business however her father and mother never let that comes in the middle of her dreams.

"You know what happened". Mahak said happily as she sits on the couch, Sanaam was in, "I met the very last contestant. I didn't think she will answer since she is always so busy. I just signed with her and people are already going crazy about it". Then she sighs, "She is so sweet, Abbas, like so innocent. She brought me pretty flowers when everyone else got me expensive gifts. She is also very sharp with business".

"Who did you meet?" He was dreading the answer

"Sanaam Zaram".

His smiles slips, "You shouldn't trust people so quickly".

Mahak smile slips too, "I am not an idiot. I don't trust anyone. I trust the vibes and I trust her. I want her to stay because I know she will draw people in and balance the competition".

He clench his jaw, nodding, because he knows if Mahak wants something she will get it either way. Now, he can't interfere anymore with Sanaam. He just needs to avoid her.

Sanaam wipes her tears as she opens google to finally search his name. She didn't do that all these years because she didn't want to do so. Now that he is in front of her and says he lives here, she needs to know exactly who he is.

As she googles, she understands where he is coming from. The generation that he belongs to is gold - every single person around him. He was born with a golden spoon and lived a similar life. He had taken over his father business about 4 years ago after graduating from Harvard.

He probably thinks she is after his money or something is the only excuse she can come up with at the moment. She adds the fact that he was traumatized because of her family to that mix and she instantly feels guilty. Even when she didn't know the extent of what he went through - she remembers the day she first saw him. How he looked in that moment had stayed with her for a very long time.

Feeling dejected and frustrated she reaches out to her manager asking her to grab a few more things for her (since her manager was already out shopping for some basic she will need while she stays in the hotel). She added a bunch of ingredients to make some muffins. She believes that sweets are good in every emotion.

She changes into a soft off white sweater and pajamas. She did her skin care routine as she sits with her laptop working on her cooking book. She type in word and then went to find inspiration photos.

She heard a knock on her door and bounces towards it.

"Here you go". Her manager said placing the bags on the floor, "I will head over to my room to work on some schedules and posts. Post something on your story like a promo. A picture from window or something that shows where you are but not exactly where you are".

She nodded.

She closes the door taking the stuff with her to the kitchen as she starts to bake some muffin. She was about to tie her hair when she frown looking at her wrist where she remembers she put a hair tie just a while ago. She huffs because she always seems to forget where her hair ties are and went to get another one from her room.