I sucked in a breath at his words, stated so casually as though he was discussing something as mundane as the weather of what he wanted to have for dinner. My eyes roaming from the lights to the elegant decorations. I could begin to presume the kind of business the man was into, how long it’s been in his family or the amount of staffs in his employ. With the company going under they’ll be put out of their jobs. Most of them would have families to feed, the decision of one man to have such devastating effects and there’s Ian in the center of it ready to pull the pin, toss it in the ocean and watch the ship sink while everyone scrambles looking for ways to stay afloat. I bit my bottom lip, “That’s… brutal” “Like you said, it is the way of business” We don’t speak any more after that, I- I had nothing to say to someone who would make a decision like that. It’s times like this that I’m reminded of his reputation, what the media says about him, opportunist, ruthless, a cutthroat. Two

After the first episode I turned to him. “What do you think? Like it?”“What happens next?”“Let’s find out, I also would like to know” I shot him a grin. I’m just clicking on the next episode when my phone chirps. Then buzzed for a few moments and I know I’ve gotten a significant amount of notifications. After pushing play I leaned back and stretched for my phone on the bed. Hannah: I think these would look cute on you, what do you think? I clicked on the attached photos. “Any trouble?” Ian murmured beside me. “It’s just Hannah, she’s sending me make up ideas for the concert” due to our canceled shopping trip we had to settle for exchanging ideas via texts. Hannah thinks it’ll help us narrow down what to get. “Concert?” “Yes” I text a reply, She’s been wanting us to be creative with our looks, and I’m all for it but I’ve never been one to wear bold colors , and she just sent pictures with purple eyeshadow and silver glitter. Me: looks good, but with more neutr

Hannah was standing with a hand on her hips when I left my first class, I hadn’t made it in time to meet up with her this morning. “You look homeless” “Believe me, I know” and holding my books under my arm was likely adding to the image. She gave me a long lol, her gaze sweeping down my exposed legs, “you know if you had added a belt and some jewelry, and some leather boots this old have been a looker” “I looked down at my oversized shirt and black sandals “er.. okay, if you say so”“Here” She finally handed me my bag pack which I’d left at her place Friday evening. “Thanks” I tell her as we made our way to Bumper parked at space in front. I make quick work of changing out my books with the relevant ones, leaving the others on the passenger seat. “See you later girlfriend”I waved at her back as she was already walking away to her next class, I turned around and did the same. I quickly change out the books and hurry to my next class. At noon I eat lunch at the first

Beep Beep.. Beep… What the… I smack my fingers around blindly following the offending sound until the it stops and stuck my hand back under the covers going back to sleep. I’ve barely closed my eyes before I hear it again. Fudge. Please it couldn’t have been five already. I couldn’t have been thirty minutes since I fell into this bed. I roll to the side, ignoring the beeping sound. Borrowing deeper into my pillow when it stops by itself. Five more minutes… Okay maybe ten more minutes…- The door opens and light floods my room causing me to snap awake to a sitting position wincing at the bright lights “I’m up! I swear” “Rise and shine kitten” his voice drones from the entrance. I tossed my hair behind me and rubbed at my eyes. It was really morning? Man I needed more sleep. My brain felt like I had cobwebs in them, my eyes dry as a desert along with my tongue. I yawned tiredly then threw my hands up in a stretch, popping the bones in my elbows, shoulder and spine. Goodness I

IAN Sir, Mrs Quinn just made her way into a clinic. I reread the text from Tony her security detail, he was under orders to send in reports at hourly intervals. Or immediately should something occur. Was she feeling ill? She didn’t mention it. I haven’t as much as seen her shadow as much after Wednesday morning. My kitten didn’t realize this but she held a mean grudge. I thought I'd leave her to it, for now. Another text comes in. Miss Carmen is with her this afternoon. My brows pulled together as I contemplated, I knew they had plans to go shopping or something about a girly sap day, but visiting a clinic hardly counted for that. Hmm. Me: Keep me posted. Yes sir. I hated being curt with my kitten, she had been so alluring and soft the night before, like a sleepy kitten, I wanted to pet her until she purred. An image of her dozing over her books made my lips twitch. She had been exhausted it took a little coaxing to get her to give up and in bed. She was still tir