KATHERINE Katherine forcefully fluffed her pillow on the bed, for the hundredth time since she woke up.It was still the early hours of the morning, and so she saw no need to get out of bed and do anything. Readjusting herself on the bed, she pulled the duvet up to her neck as she shut her eyes, and tried not to listen to the soft sound of Damien's light snoring. She was still quite pissed at him, and she had expected him to do more to prove that he was truly sorry. She wanted him to beg for her forgiveness, take her out, treat her like the queen she was amongst other things, but instead what did he do? He had gone out drinking and came back so drunk, he could barely stand on his own two feet. What if she had not been at home to help him inside? It was like he didn't even notice her sulking still, and it hurt her.Kathrine felt her jaw tic as all these thoughts ran through her mind. She had come over to his house with the hopes, that he would at least act remorseful and beg for h
Two Days LaterLONDONMadison tried and failed to stifle her groan, as she climbed out of the train, one hand lugging her bags behind her and the other supporting her waist. To describe her situation in one word, she was simply exhausted.She was so tired, and the two days spent on the train had felt like two years to her, especially since she had to ration the cash she had so she wouldn't spend all of it on food. This was also one of the reasons, why she felt like there was a huge hole was forming in her stomach. Despite her legs hurting so much from sitting for so long, she continued the journey from the train station to outside, noting that she still had a long way to go. She flagged down a taxi that would take her closer to the town where she lived, and praying silently that it wouldn't cost too much, luckily for her she got a really affordable one, and after about thirty minutes of driving round the busy street, she finally arrived. She was home at last.The tiny house was e
KATHERINE Slicing red apples before eating them usually calmed Katherine down, the reason being because that she was terrible at anything that concerned kitchen work. So if she kept struggling to cut the shiny fruit, it would take her mind off other troubling things today, but today it did little to calm her down. If anything, it only made her think of other satisfying things she could be doing with the small kitchen knife. As she deliberately cut through each slice, carefully as though it was a kind of ritual, her eyes flew over to the pictures laid on the table in front of her. The picture irritated her to no end, and the huge grins on the faces of Damien and his ex lover seemingly mocking her. Her anger beginning to resurface again, she kicked hard against the lowly kitchen table making every single thing she had struggled to peel, along with the plates to fall to the floor, clanging heavily and making loud noises. "Fuck!" She yelled, grabbing up the pictures and ripping throu
Damien fixed his tie once again, checking to see if his hair was still slicked back. Satisfied with his reflection in the mirror, he grabbed the files he would need for the meeting today, tucking them under his arm as he waited for Katherine to finish up. Like always, her hair stylist and makeup artist took hours following her instructions until they'd dolled her up. This was why he had instructed that they come hours before. Of course, Katherine hated being made to wake up earlier than she intended when taking a nap, but she had no choice if she truly wanted to escort him to the meeting. It was a business lunch date with Mr Ramon, the Italian man they had met that day at the event, and Katherine insisted she would come along. After the last time they had argued, Damien had expected her to be quite cold and distant to him, so he couldn't hide his surprise when she had been all smiles and flirty asking if she could come along. Of course he gave in, as he couldn’t refuse for no ju
Damien leaned into his chair, listening closely as his secretary ran him through his schedule for the week. There was nothing too serious to do, but he needed to have all the info, just to make sure. "That's all.” She finished finally, looking down at the tablet in her hand to make sure she was right. When she had confirmed that she was she added again, "That's all for this week, sir."Damien nodded slightly. Things were looking pretty great so far, and of course it could only be better, but still he needed to make some few changes. "That reminds me, schedule a few interviews. We need to find a replacement for Mr Carson. We almost lost that Wilder deal because of him, so I need him out of this company."His secretary nodded, “He claims he didn't know the man was Mr Wilder."Damien waved it off, "It doesn't matter. Whoever walks into this company and isn't a member of the staff, should be respected. He should have known better. Send him his termination letter as soon as you leave th
Madison wiped her sweaty palms on the faded jeans she was wearing, as she tried to reassure herself that she could do this. She could leave her house, go outside, and get some things done, after all it was broad daylight. She had nothing to be scared of, she decided, but the more she kept convincing herself that she could make it, the more afraid she felt.Ever since Gina had told her about those people monitoring her, Madison couldn't help but feel paranoid about the whole thing. She could remember how she had ran home that day, forgetting everything she had come to do, and it was not until she was safely locked up in her house that she realized that she had not even done what she had went out to do. The main reason why she had gone to the bakery had escaped her memory after Gina had given her that upsetting news, and slumping on her bed tears filling her eyes, she had chided herself when she realized that after all the money she had spent on a cab, the enthusiasm and excitement s
KATHERINEThe incident at her father's office had taken place hours ago, but as Katherine slowly brushed her hair in front of her dressing table, her chest bubbled with rage. Needless to say, she had been extremely excited and grateful when her father brought up the talk about her and Damien getting married. To be honest, it had been at the back of her mind the whole time, and at one point she wondered if Damien even thought about getting married and settling down with her at all. She had been dropping subtle hints to him for months, and once she even told him about her father's wishes of her getting married quickly but if she could recall vividly he gave no positive reaction to any of her talks.Even when she mentioned matter of factly that her father would hand over his company to whomever she got married to, it had not moved him at all and back then she had wondered if the hints were way too subtle and flat, or if he just chose to ignore them but now… She was convinced that there
To put it all in one word, Damien was stressed. Frankly, he had been stressed for weeks, with everything that had been going on, the frequent arguments with Katherine, and then work as well. He had already decided within himself to take a vacation as soon as all this was over, but that time wasn’t coming anytime soon, because he still had a lot to do, especially with all the meetings and projects he had to round up with before the end of the month. It was extra pressure because he had to put in twice the work to impress his new partners, and prove to them that he was capable of handling whatever he was required to and so far it was going quite well. As he clicked the button to forward a document to one of his business associates, the office phone rang. He reluctantly picked it up, and blurted out crudely, "Yes? Speak, I'm busy.""Mr Rudiger is here to see you, sir. Nina his secretary say from the other end adding, “I called because you said you didn't want to be disturbed, so I wa