Chapter 2

Stephan was definitely shocked when Matteo informed him it was a woman who had hacked into his accounts. He had sworn it was a man, not that a woman couldn't do it, but he still couldn't believe it.

A whopping five million dollars was transfered in a blink of an eye and his fucking security team didnt notice it, till it was too late.

It was the audacity for him, that someone would do something like that and believe they could walk away freely from him. It wasn't even about the money, but his reputation, and news moved fast. The last thing he wanted was anyone thinking of him as a weakling.

He needed to find this person to serve as a scape goat to others, who were probably planning the same thing.

He stared at the file on his desk; Dawn Hemlocks, student, fashion designer.

"Boss," Matteo called out entering his office. " The package has been delivered," he muttered taking a seat opposite Stephan.

"Good!" Stephan nodded acknowledging the package was Dawn Hemlocks. "I want you to find out about this June, I still think there is more to this than this two women".

"So, you are not going to let the package find her?" Matteo teased.

He wasn't surprised Stephan had gotten the girl to sign the contract. The shady bastard had requested the contract be brought along to the warehouse immediately he had finished watching a video of unconscious Dawn that there men had sent to him. He had ordered them to strap her immediately.

"What? Hell no!" Stephan blurted out. How the hell was he going to wait three days when he could have this supposed June by tonight or worst tomorrow. "Definitely not wasting my time waiting" He added.

"Yet you allowed her sign the contract," Matteo replied rolling his eyes.

"Who pulled a fast one on her head?" Stephan accused.

"Who placed the order?" Matteo questioned not believing this dickhead was trying to turn the tables on him. "All she had to do was bite her bottom lips, and you needed to see your face. It was epic." Matteo chuckled.

"Shut up," Stephan smirked. It wasn't his fault that she was pretty, even thou she looked like shit all tied up, and that her lips, he wanted to touch it so bad.

Her baggy shirt and pants didn't do her justice, from one glance one would think she was just a straight stick, but from past experience he knew there was more to her. Mentally ; not really, she was a loud mouth, but physically. Hmmm, he sighed, leaning back into his chair, he wanted to rip those clothes off her body. He had plans to devour her.

"Am still going to kill her anyways," he concluded, which was true. He would definitely taste her and when he got bored he would dispose her like he always do. It wasn't a new thing to him.

"Have you sent out the invitations?" He changed the topic.

"Not yet," Matteo replied, "about the theme I am thinking we should go for a mask theme," he suggested.

"Yes," Stephan agreed with a grin.

A mask theme.

It had been a while he had one of those kind of events, where he got to slam into any woman of his choice without bothering to take off his mask, and sometimes he did, but there was a level of secrecy about these kind of events.

"I think you are more interested in the women than your new collection reveal," Matteo interrupted his thoughts. How could someone be so obssessed with women like this? Anyways, when it came to work, Stephan wasn't a slacker so that was a good thing and a good reason for Matteo to play blind to his Playboy lifestyle. He himself wasn't even perfect as well.

There was really nothing spontaneous about organizing an event and having to have long boring sometimes meaniful conversations with elites. It was something they did on a regular, but talking about women, it was something they looked forward to at the end of the day.

"It wouldn't be a bad idea to daydream," Stephan chimed.

"And Jerome? What are your plans?" Matteo inquired bringing out his phone from his pocket, and pressing something into it then putting it back into his pocket.

Stephan straightened on his chair. It was one thing that five million dollars was out of his account, then it was another thing that some lunatic named Jerome Grey was constantly copying his craft.

On a normal day, Stephan would have blown his brains out in that his ugly looking office, but being a very reputable man, he enjoyed making use of people like Jerome as scape goats. Using them to teach others to back off.

Violence wasn't always everything, but it was needed.

"Find out the snitch," Stephan said.

"Any ideas who it might be?" Matteo asked knowing fully well that it was someone on the inside that could have access to such a vital information.

"Elizabeth, my secretary," Stephan replied with a blank look.

Stephan had suspected her for some while and he had every right to, apart from him and Matteo, she had access to his office. He clearly didn't hand her the passwords, but he did banged her a couple of times in his office. It was a very good opportunity for someone smart to get enough information, and Elizabeth was a very smart woman.

Stephan wasn't a big fan of women. Cunning little creatures, he constantly reminded himself.

"Same thing on my mind," Matteo agreed leaning into his seat and placing his hand to his chin rubbing it slowly."We should question her," Matteo added.

"Definitely," Stephan chimed picking his phone by his side on the table, dialing her number on his phone and leaving it on loud speaker. It rang for some while.

"Mr Klar," Stephan finally heard her voice on the last ring.

"Report to my house now! I have some paper works for you," he lied.

"Yes Sir," she replied.