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37 Days But so am I
POVX“Ow!” I say as my head hits the floor and look up to Millie with my sunglasses still on. “Oh..shit! I’m sorry I didn’t know you were sitting against the door,” she say sounding surprisingly too nice. “Umm..I mean, good..you deserved that.” She says more confidently putting her hands on her hips. I inwardly smile to myself. My girl. I sit up rubbing the back of my head on the part that I fell on and take off my sunglasses. “I deserve a lot more than that baby,” I say and she scrunches her eyebrows together. I put my hands up in surrender, “sorry, habit.” I say glumly. Millie crosses her arms over he chest, damn those tanned legs look fucking beautiful from where I’m at. She notices me checking her out, “X…focus.” She says annoyed. I sit my back against the door with my elbows resting on my thighs. I involuntarily bite at my cuticles as a nervous habit and look up to Millie who is staring at my hands. “Jesus Christ X, your hands look awful!” Millie exclaims, although she
37 Days Tomorrow it is
POVMillie I hate this. I hate that he still has an effect on me and I hate that I still love him. Those words that just came out of his mouth made my heart sink and my stomach flutter with butterflies. It’s such an awful situation, being in love with someone that you just simply can’t be with. What he did has gone past the point of no return for us. I hurt for him, I hate that his mom did that to him, for all of the things she did to him. I may have ill will feeling towards this man but I don’t wish him any of this. I don’t wish this on anyone. He’s clearly torn apart inside and for good reason but it killed me to see the evidence run down his face. I wanted to take that pain away for him, the way he wanted to take it away for me the night I told him about my mom’s passing. We have a unique relationship each other but at the end of the day, we both want something that we just simply cannot achieve despite best efforts. I’ve really known this all along but I fought it, I fought ag
37 Days Go time
POV X I drive away from the shit motel feeling at peace with how the time spent with Millie went. She has her guard up and understandably so. I fucked up and I have to pay the price for that. My phone rings from the pocket of my jeans and silently pray it’s Millie asking me to come back. Nope, it’s fucking Julian. “What is it, Julian?” I ask harshly not even meaning it. “Yo, Hugo is here and wants to talk to you,” he says. “Ugh great…okay I’ll be there soon,” I say annoyed. “Julian, do me a solid, get Adria to the meeting too,” I say sternly. “Uh..you sure man?” He asks confused. “Yeah I’m fucking sure,” I say and hang up on him. I pull up to the house, parking my car in the private garage. I get out, taking my time, and waking to the meeting room. I stand outside the door with my hand cradling the gold door knob. Go time. I open the door to see Hugo sitting in my chair again, his two guys on either side of him, Julian beside one of them and Adria looking nervous as fuck
37 Days First day jitters
POV Millie I make it up to my new room at the Hollywood Inn, when I open the door I’m astonished. X booked me a suite that must’ve cost a fortune. It looks like a high-end apartment, the place is huge. It has a beautiful kitchen with black countertops and all the appliances are also black and high-tech looking. Lights hang from the ceiling over the kitchen and it looks so cozy, definitely not a hotel vibe at all. There are two bedrooms on either side of the room and in between is the living room that contains a gas fireplace, floor-to-ceiling stone, and a thick wooden mantle that a TV sits above. Everything in here screams expensive, I may not ever want to leave. I know I shouldn't do this but I pull out my phone to text X. Thank youHe texts me back almost immediately. Anything for you Ugh, why does he have to say that? Why couldn’t he just say you’re welcome or something more stale? I set my phone on the counter and get myself showered and ready for my big day tomorrow. Than
37 Days Take her when you go
POV XThere’s a knock at the penthouse door, who will it be now? Julian, Adria or Hugo? I open the door and it’s Stephanie. Last person I’d expect to see knocking at my door, I figured she’d want to avoid me for the rest of her life. “What’d up liar..?” I ask but in a slightly playful way. I’m not exactly happy that she lied to me but she did it for my girl. She was there for her when she needed her the most and I can’t be bothered by that. She rolls her eyes, “sorry.” She says and I know she’s not. “I gotta pick up Millie’s bags,” she says. I nod my head slightly. I knew this time was coming but I secretly wished it wouldn’t, I wished Millie would come back and not be able to live a day without me but that would be naive of me to believe. “I’ll be right back,” I say and walk away to retrieve Millie’s belongings. I walk into the bedroom and grab the handle of the two bags, praying they’ll make their way back here again.I walk back to Stephanie with discontent in each step, l
37 Days Second best
POV Millie Steph arrives with my bags in hand just after 7 o'clock. I’m curious about the interaction between her and X but I don’t dare ask. “Holy shit this place is incredible! How much did this have to cost him?!” Steph asks looking around at the beautiful suite. “I don’t know, I feel kinda bad about it though,” I say feeling guilty. “Oh god, don’t! It’s the least he could do.” She says walking to the fireplace to get a better look at all the details. “Yeah,” I say quietly, just talking about him is hurting, and Steph notices. “I’m sorry,” she whispers.“He’s got it bad Mills, he’s going through it too,” Steph says as though she can read my mind. “Mm.” Is all I say praying she’ll spill more. “He’s desperate for forgiveness,” she says and it pulls at my heart. “Well, he should’ve thought about that before he did what he did,” I say crossing my arms over my chest and gaining attitude in the process.“Girl, I know, say no more, if it were Julian I would’ve actually killed hi
37 Days The weight of hate
POVMillie Wednesday morning. Another morning of not waking up next to X. I silently cried myself to sleep for yet another night but it’s a new day and it’s time to put on a happy face for work. I pull into the parking lot, doing a glance over at my makeup in the rearview mirror. Today, I decided to amp up the makeup only by a fraction from yesterday and straighten my hair which has picked up a little lightness from the sun's rays. Steph teased the hell out of me before leaving because of my extra effort in my appearance thinking it was all for Nick but it’s not, it’s for me. I feel as though when I look better, I feel better and any ounce of hope for achieving that I’ll do. I walk into the modern-style building and find my way to Nicks's office. I gently knock on the door waiting until he calls out for me to come in. Shit, he looks better than yesterday. His medium brown hair is slightly longer than X’s overall. The light wave in his hair is pushed back with minimal product mak
37 Days Farewell contracts
POVXI slap on a generous amount of ointment on my hands. Apparently, they’re infected now which I sort of figured. I got a lecture from Slim's sister Evelyn on why you shouldn’t keep foreign objects in your body. I wasn’t fucking planning on keeping glass in their for the rest of my life, I had bigger issues to deal with, so yeah it got a little infected, big deal, I didn’t need a lecture. Julian will be here soon so we could talk about my “irrational decision” with Colombia. Don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks about my decision, I’m not partnering with some deceiving prick. I texted Millie earlier today and I almost wish I didn’t. She was so short with me, she could’ve just been busy but I’d be naive to believe that, she was purposely doing it. Did she really not want to talk to me or was it a front? Either way, it hurt. There’s a knock on the door, I walk over and turn the handle. I could punch Julian in the fucking face right now, he’s here with Tank, Adria, and Penelope. “
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