Falling For My Sister's Billionaire Ex

"Trust me, I am in charge of selecting the new contract staff, employing you is a piece of cake for me" the stranger man assured with a wide smile that seemed too perfect but yet off. His words sank into Kiara's cell of hope as she sat in the chair across from him in the downtown restaurant.

She met this stranger a few days ago at her job interview entrance. He approached her with a sweet deal that states he works at the Nexus Global company and could help her secure the job if she pays him a connection fee.

Kiara's application to this company has been rejected four times in two years. Out of desperation, she agreed to his deal and they arranged a meeting. With a skeptical smile, she inquired "Before we proceed, do you mind showing me an evidence you work in the company" For Kiara, getting a job at Nexus Global is as important as breathing is to survival.

This is the same company where her one and only sister died two years ago. You might wonder, why does she want to go back there? The answer is, she needs to uncover the truth about her sister's death, she needs to infiltrate the company with the same pain she's currently battling and living with every day.

Kiara has dissociative identity disorder, a condition where different versions of herself, called alters, exist. These alters have their thoughts, memories, ages, behaviors, and skills. Each identity has a specific role or purpose. In Kiara's case, her known alter is very protective and calm.

The alter that lives inside Kiara is called Emma, and she was created by Kiara the day her sister died. This alter possesses all the qualities of Kiara's sister, down to her name. Emma often emerges at night while Kiara has the day to be her real self. Emma's existence is mainly to absorb Kiara's painful memories. Sometimes, she's Kiara, the real body owner, but at other times, Emma might come forward and take control. This can happen without her realizing it, especially when she's stressed or reminded of something painful from her past. When her alter is in control, she doesn't remember what happened during that time, as if there's a gap in her memory. Kiara doesn't remember anything that happened the day her sister Emma died.

The last thing she remembers is Emma's breakup and the news article she read about Emma falling from the rooftop of the company. Believing the company is responsible for her sister's death is why Kiara is determined to take revenge on Maxwell, the man who broke her sister's heart, and his Company, where Emma died.

Hence, to Kiara, It's inhumane to think everyone moved on like nothing ever happened because her heartache remains fresh like yesterday, and letting it all go without doing anything could render her ill for the rest of her life. "Sure, but kindly note this rare opportunity doesn't come by often" he responded as he dipped his hands in his pocket, brought out his staff identity card, and handed it to Kiara. She bit her lower lips as she pondered in dilemma, the ID does look genuine. He could be her only entry key into this company.

After a moment of silence that seemed to go on like forever, the man slammed his hands on the chair and sprang to his feet "It seems you are not ready, I have a lot on my plate and lunch break is almost over" he said gesturing towards leaving Kiara on the table. "No wait!" she took his hands and paused "It just...it all sounds too good to be true" "I thought you needed this job urgently, if you don't act fast, I'm leaving. I can't be doing you a favor and still feel I'm the one being taken advantage of." he shrugged her off. "Please wait, Okay...I'm ready" She jerked her head towards the seat, directing him to smash his ass back down. He pinched his nose, returned to his seat unwillingly, and crossed one leg over the other. "In my company, without the right connection, you can't get in even as a cleaner" he further pressed as he grazed his invisible beards slightly She rubs her sweaty palms and asks "What's your account details?" He unlocks his phone and typed in "Check your dm" Kiara nodded and processed the transfer as she mumbled to herself "Five thousand bucks is a lot of money, this is my life savings" Her feet fidgeted, and her hands trembled as she hit the send button on her bank app, she let out a nervous sigh "Sent, what next?" He glanced through his phone and nodded receiving the credit notification "Received" "So..."

"You said you have passed the interview stage right?" "Yes" Kiara responded "The final stage is the selection, I will ensure to include your name on the lucky candidate list" he assured. His voice whispered sweetness into her ears "Thank you" As he stands to leave, a woman seated nearby shoots up, her footsteps turning heads, she suddenly bashes his chest with her bag in a fury "You thief! Where's my money?" she yelled and landed a smooth hot slap on his cheeks The man's legs staggered nervously, and his eyes skimmed the restaurant like a trapped animal looking for an escape route, before anyone could process it, in a split second, he pushed the woman out of his way and raced out.

It took a second for Kiara to register what just happened, the grave feeling that her entire life's work was vanishing into the hands of a con artist made her breath hitch. "Stop him!" she screamed, her legs dashing out of the restaurant's glass door, she ran after him with her heart pounding in her chest "Get back here!" her voice cuts through the air, he shoves his way to the alley. glancing back at Kiara with a creepy smirk that made her feet race faster. He entered into a street, colliding with the pedestrians as each cursed him.

Kiara ignored everything as she focused on the back of his jacket. She was so close now that she could almost reach out and grab him. But just as she reached for him, his hand flapped out and she slipped, crashing to the floor. He swung himself around the corner, disappearing. She held her chest to catch her breath. Kiara stared at empty street, reality dawned on her situation, he lost the guy, and so were her savings, swept away like leaves in a fierce wind.