MARGO POV"You really need to calm down, Margo... I know the girl's a bitch, but you have to admit that her presence is making a huge impact on our overall revenue. We went up a whopping twenty percent, heck, that's what we made last year and that was after struggling through the..."I slammed my hand on the desk and then turned my gaze in Bianca's direction who stared back at me like a deer caught in the headlights."Can you not read the room... Do you not see how pissed off I am right now" I gritted, then exhaled, dragging my hands through my hair as I struggled inwardly with losing my shit, but I knew it was only going to be a matter of time before I snapped. Bianca's words came out tentative when she spoke them but all they managed was to piss me off. "I am just trying to make you feel better""I don't need you to make me feel better, I can manage that on my own Bianca, so please just shut your stupid mouth while I think"Bianca cleared her throat, then pressed her lips together,

MARGO POV.Things were going to shit! The memory of Miguel walking Into my office while I'd been clutching the evidence of my disloyalty was forever ingrained in my head. He'd been distracted and angry about his new office, so he hadn't really taken note of how pale with fear I'd been. I'd managed to go around my desk, stash the pictures in my file cabinet, and managed to persuade him that I'd get someone to redesign his new workspace without him suspecting a thing. All in all, it had almost destroyed me. If Miguel had seen those pictures, I would have been ruined. He would have surely asked for a divorce because part of our agreement before we got married was that once either of us cheated, the marriage was over.God this was a nightmare and on top of all that, Scarlet was pissing me off. She said she wanted to get revenge and even though she said I wasn't her target, that didn't stop me from worrying. The look in her eyes had been ice cold, and she was shifty, which only meant that

RAPHAEL BATISTA POV "What are you going to do? Rape me like you did that girl when you were in high school, you fucking scum""No. Because I am not a fucking rapist" I yelled at the empty room, my breath coming out in harsh puffs of air. Her words spoken some days before still felt like acid burning through my mind... It wasn't exactly the way she'd said it, it was the look in her eyes as if she believed I was going to do the same thing to her.I should despise her for judging me just as the rest of the world did, instead, I kept hovering over her and I didn't even know why I couldn't shake off the compulsive obsessive behavior.But she'd been the one to demand my attention. I warned her to leave and since she didn't, then it was all going to be fair when I destroyed her.Her words had tormented me, giving me sleepless nights and making me remember all the bad memories I'd managed to keep suppressed. Scarlet hated me and yet she was fraternizing with the very people responsible fo

SCARLET POV "This conference was a bad idea" I murmured to myself as I dug around for my pills, my gaze blurring a bit as my head throbbed.I'd managed to convince Kristine to Collab with me on the new project I had for the company, and when my head started acting up again, I spent the rest of the night trying to lose her, and once I did, I'd just dived into the closest room I could find and shut the door. Grabbing the pills, I opened the bottles, but I must have been too forceful because everything flew up in the air and scattered around me.I groaned, then whirled around when I heard the door that I was sure had been closed the entire time I'd been in here make a sound. "Raphael" I choked out his first name out of shock. He exhaled shakily, relief flooding his face as his hand clenched on the handle of the door. "God! I thought I lost you" he rumbled, his voice causing my skin to break out in goosebumps. I gaped at him, at his frame blocking the door that led out to the party,

MARGO POV. EARLIER.Anton's body had been found and as I sat in my office I couldn't help but feel anxious. If they carried out an autopsy would they find out that he'd been murdered? Darn it! I should have just told Andre to burn the body, but he'd had such a nice body... The perfect body if I was being more honest. How could I possibly destroy that after snuffing the light out of his beautiful eyes? I'd instructed Andre to make it look like it was suicide, but I wasn't sure how perfectly he had managed to pull it off. The bastard probably did a halfhearted work... Did I have to live in fucking fear of the cops coming to knock on my door at any minute now? God this was nerve wrecking. I slammed my hand on the desk, the sound jarring in the silent space. "It's done and I can't regret it now. I just have to keep on going about life the same way I did before. There's no way they'll ever find out that I'd been the last person to visit him... I just hope they put a fucking dimwi