DawnPov: MaddisonRousing awake, naked and alone in Mr Winston's bed was not how I had imagined waking up that morning. I was sprawled all over the silky sheets, the huge bed was soft and comfy and scattered with pillows. I rolled unto my back and breathed out a deep sigh.And waited for the guilt to hit.It didn't hit.I had slept with Winston... I had slept with my boss... And I hadn't regretted it. I still didn't regret it now.I sat up with now, clutching the sheets to my chest and looked around the cold, empty dark room. He was nowhere in sight. The slide doors to the balcony were slid open and there was a light rain falling outside and soft early dawn wind blowing against the curtain, sending gusts and gusts of cool, fresh air into the room.His mansion was located in the middle of a field. Outside, there were trees and fields and grasses for acres and acres of land. His house stood on a clearing in the middle of it all. There was even a lake a few kilometers from his house th

Office deskPov: WinstonThe two business meetings scheduled for the afternoon with my Seattle contractors on one hand and stock holders on the other hand, had both been a success. Later today, I'd met with some designers and cut off a few that weren't giving me what I wanted."–the Las Vegas board want to meet with you sometime next week. You never approved it but I scheduled an appointment just in case–"I tried to focus on grabbing hold of the information she was giving me but I kept staring at the curves of her breast, her hips and she was wearing those 'fuck me' that were literally frying my brain right now."You'll check with the branding committee to see how the new logos for the brand are coming about. They booked an appointment two days ago for next week Saturday. And a new set of models submitted their applications. Lady Donatella emailed them to me, I got them printed so you could see the hardcopy version. I already sent the soft copy version this morning but I doubt you e

bruisedPOV: MaddisonThere was laughter and loud music playing in the apartment I shared with my husband when I came back later that weekend to pack up the rest of my things.It was such a contrast from the elegance and pristine quietness of Winston's estate that it threw me in a bit of shock coming back here.I was wearing the trench coat I had first worn to see Winston because I didn't want to wear the expensive as hell designer outfits he had bought for me around my husband, to avoid him finding something to spin around and use against me.I turned my key in the keyhole, partly expecting it to stay locked because I thought my husband would have changed the lock. But the door opened, to my genuine surprise.There was the overwhelming stench of liquor coming from the kitchen and living room that made my eyes water. There was laughter and conversations going on and the grating sound of someone trying to talk over the loud music.I was almost at the end of the hallway, half an inch fr

loved by mePov: winston"How is she?" Gwyn was asking through the phone.I sighed, tiredly. "I don't know... She's just... Numb. She won't talk, she just eats when she can and sleeps all day. She has frequent nightmares that she never wants to talk about. I don't know what to do, Gwyn."She sighed, sad and tired. "Just be patient with her. She went through a lot. She got beat up by someone she used to love and care about. Give it some time."I sighed, massaged my forehead, "I know I know, it's just frustrating, you know? I want to help her so bad, but I don't know how.""Don't be so hard on yourself. You're there for her, she knows that and that's honestly all that matters."I sighed, not knowing how to take her words for it."Hey, Winston?" She asked through the phone."Yeah?""One more thing I forgot to mention when I was healing Maddie...""Go on...""I encountered a mental block on certain parts of her childhood memories when I was looking for any sign of brain trauma up there."

puppy love and miraclesPov: MaddisonI roused awake the next morning with an ecstatic joy and hope in my heart that I couldn't shake off.We were on a beach house on a private island owned by Winston and the entire building featured an open plan concept, where from specific places in the house, you could see the sea and shore from the comfort of your room.Right now, I was stretched out in bed in nothing but my underwear, the silky white sheets cocooned around me like an embrace and cold, salty air from the sea blew into the room, caressing my cheeks. I smiled softly at all or nature, one of the first times I was genuinely happy, and grateful for being alive.I stretched out on the bed and sat up, scrambling out of bed, giddy with unnecessary happiness and joy in my veins. I felt like dancing. I felt like singing. I felt like screaming to the world about how happy I was.I slipped into one of Winston's plain white Tee that was so big on me, it dropped to my mid thighs and the collar