DAMIENMy wife was someone who didn't hide her feelings whenever she got the chance to. We have lived together long enough for me to notice that.And that was the thing that made me bothered about her attitude since yesterday after I went to pay the bill at the restaurant.It had been going well, or it seemed to be up until that moment. She had been acting strange since then and I had bought her 'I'm tired' statement. Hell, I even reminded myself repeatedly last night after her curt reply to my text that she was only tired but today, as she walked into the conference room I knew that I was wrong.Especially as we sat in a restaurant a building away from the company to celebrate the acquisition with her at the other side of the table engrossing herself on conversation and obviously trying to avoid me- something she has been doing all through the day.It was obvious that she was avoiding me.Even from across the round table filled with plates of sumptuous food- I tried to lock eyes with
HEAVEN"Are you still clueless or do you want to keep pretending?" His tone was laced with disgust.Anger was written all over his face and for some reasons, I became more infuriated."Keep pretending?" I questioned, my tone laced with annoyance. "What do I have to pretend about?""I have no idea. Who knows if you have been pretending since we met!" His words create a hole in my heart. I'm sure my face showed the surprise and look of disappointment that crossed his face as his words sank into my pores. "Are you his new toy?" My heart did that clench again and my fingers curled into a fist.He just concluded so quickly. He didn't even try to ask."You are calling me a toy, Damien? Just for a mere text-""A mere text?" He cut in. "You call that text from a man telling you he misses you a mere text?"No matter how I tried not to agree, he was right. It wasn't just a mere text, Dan suddenly messaging me and telling me he misses me was nothing near normal.But still, he has no right to cal
HEAVENI woke up the following morning feeling sore but sore in a good way.Getting up from the mattress, I went into the walk in closet and picked one of his T-shirts. I was not going to leave this room naked, I got in here naked I couldn't leave naked too.A few of my properties were still in the room. Over the last few weeks I moved a few of my belongings away because I couldn't stand living in the room when he was no where to be found.Exhaling, I walked out of the closet and was heading to the door when I heard him."Where are you going?" Damien's voice sounded rough and sleepy. I remove my hand from the door knob, my feet curling into the plush rug as I turned around to face him.Damien sat up against the headboard, the sheet around his waist concealing his crotch that looked like it was inviting me as it exposed his V. His muscled thighs peaked out from the sheet, exposing his tanned legs.Clearing my throat, I looked away shamefully bringing my eyes back to his face which had
I sighed, rubbing my palms together and looking around the restaurant in search of him. 'Why is he not here yet?' I wondered, playing with my fingers. I have been waiting for my boyfriend, Dan for almost an hour but he still hasn't shown up and I was beginning to lose patience. "Heaven." I heard his soothing voice and broke into a smile, raising my head to meet his face. But the smile disappeared as soon as my eyes landed on him. Dan was standing in front of me with his fingers interlaced with a lady whose everything about her screamed -fake!- "Hey," I said dryly, finding my voice. I glanced at their interlaced fingers before looking at him. "Who is she?" I asked, trying my best not to sound harsh. My brain was cooking up different theories and I tried my best to ignore them but the flash of guilt and nervousness in his eyes wouldn't let me. I just hoped that I was overthinking it. A few minutes passed and when I still wasn't getting a reply from him I spo
I woke up early the following morning to prepare for my flight which was scheduled to depart by 9:30 am. I got ready very quick that I was ready to leave by 8:30 am. Standing at the door to my apartment, I took one glance at it before locking the door behind me. I took the elevator downstairs and stood in front of the apartment building waiting for a taxi. "Moving to London so quickly?" A familiar voice remarked startling me. I whipped my head to look at the person and found that it was Daniel. Why was he here? "What the hell do you want?" I asked, trying my best to sound nice. He pulled his hand out of his pockets, retrieving a fat brown envelope from his pocket and pushing it in front of me. I scoffed. "I thought I had made it clear to you that I don't want your stinky money!?" I half yelled getting vexed. I didn't want to see his face again, the sight of him was disgusting. "You poor thing. This is a lifetime opportunity!" He teased grinning.
The last person I ever thought I would meet here was him. The jerk from the airport. "What are you doing here?" we both exclaimed. I couldn't stop myself from glaring at him.The other two members of the panel stared at us questioningly."I should be asking that," he tutted."I asked first," I spoke, folding my arms across my chest.A smile stretched across the jerk's face. I immediately felt like smacking it off but I tried to keep my cool."I'm the CEO of Sheldon holdings and you are?" he cocked his head, weighing my reaction.Fuck. Why am I so stupid? He was fucking sitting among the panel, how could I have not figured it out?Damn. What do I tell him to change his thoughts? Can he just let go?I tried not to act surprised but my facial expression already betrayed me."Yes? I'm waiting for you," he spoke calmly now wearing an evil smirk. It was obvious, he knew what I was thinking."I... I..." I was dumbfounded. I had no words left.This can't be me. I always have words to say, I
DAMIENI was supposed to be angry at that lady but I had a smile on my face as I walked out of the conference room where the interview had just taken place. "Sir, Mr Jones request your presence in conference room 4. The meeting is about to begin," My father's secretary informed me.I nodded slightly. "Let him know that I would be there,"I needed to call Claire, my girlfriend, to come over.For years, I was not interested in any woman until Claire, my everything. I walked into my office and dropped my coat on my chair before shoving my hands into my pockets and retrieving my phone. I dialled Claire's number and with a smile on my face, I placed the phone against ear, putting one of my hands back into my pocket."Sorry, the subscriber you're calling is busy. Please..""She must be busy," I mumbled and presses the 'end' button and redialled her number but still she wasn't picking. I exhaled and dialled her number for the fourth time."Sorry, the subscriber you are calling is current
HEAVEN"You had better keep your mouth shut! Claire is only busy, she would be back before you know it!" I tried to struggle from his grip but he was too strong for me.He was hurting me and I really wanted to get away as quickly as possible even though I wanted to annoy him more."I have no interest in women like you." He spat.I knew I was pale immediately I processed his words and the smirk on his face confirmed he was satisfied with my reaction.I exhaled and forcibly retrieved my hand, my lips in a tight line as I tried to compose myself. I was not going to allow him win this."Neither do I have interest in a slut following man like you," I grinned, staring at him dead in the eyes. His face mirrored the reaction I had earlier, his jaw clenched and I saw his nose flare in anger. I couldn't help but smile. Just what I wanted. But I never expected him to retaliate so quickly."Who decided to follow me around if she was not struck by me?" He had an eyebrow raised in way that show