Chapter Forty five

Third Person POV;

Tracy marched up into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. She grunted loudly as she stomped around the room, throwing a fit for absolutely no reason.

She had tried working with Aiden some time back but no one had let her. For reasons she could never understand, Damien did not agree to it.

In her fit of rage, she decided to not head to her office like she had planned. No one would question her anyway since she was the boss. Tracy owned a fleet of clothing stores, set up and funded by Damien as always.

She decided it was best she met up with Aleena so she picked up her handbag and soon sashayed out of the room. She was well on her way out of the house when she stopped at the base of the stairs leading to up to Damien's room.

She looked around, making sure that no guard was around to spot her going up there in Damien's absence.

She snuck up the stairs and stopped at Damien's door, twisted the knob and pushed it open. She slid in quietly and shut the doo