“Ex Husband.” Amara corrected. “And do I look like I care about how the fuck I treat you. You want my respect, well, you don’t got it. Now tell me, why the hell are you in my office?”
“Your office?” Eugene chuckled and took a look around the office.
It was classy, that he could admit. Which begged the question, how the fuck did Amara get into a position like this? Last he checked, she was some homeless orphan who’s parents died in an unfortunate car accident.
“Did you use the alimony Tobias gave you to bride your way in here?” Eugene asked, allowing his gaze to settle on Amara once again.
She folded her arms and intensified her glare. “That’s none of your business. Now, either state your reason for waltzing your way into my office, or get the fuck out.”
Nodding, the older man dipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small brown envelope. He tossed it on the table
Tobias didn’t hadn’t expected a message from Amara and especially not the content of the message.Duncan who stood nearby could feel the rise in his temper.“Duncan,” The assistant nearly flinched when he was called. “Get my uncle for me.”“Y-yes Sir!”Duncan quickly left the room and hurriedly went to search for the Vice president.He found the man in the lounge, looking a bit…disturbed.“Mr. Eugene?”The man’s head whipped in his direction and the assistant gulped when the look in his eyes became more intense.“Mr. Tobias sent for you.”“Tell him I’ll get there in a bit.”Duncan didn’t need to be told twice.He rushed out the lounge and ran back to Tobias’s office, where he found him on his computer.“Sir, Mr. Eugene will be here in a minute.”Tobias didn’t res
Amara froze when Elijah asked her that question. It took an amount of willpower that she did not know she possessed, to stop her eyes from going as wide as saucers.“Excuse me?”Elijah smiled, but Amara was certain it was not his usual go to smile. She could tell, and for some reason, that made her all the more aware of his question, all the more nervous.What the fuck did he mean with that question? He couldn’t possibly know who she really was, now could he?The woman was tempted to gulp, but she managed to keep herself from doing so. She wanted to look composed, unaffected, as though his words meant nothing to her.“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about-““I had someone look into it. What happened at the auction.”Elijah’s words had new sets of wheels spinning in her head. On one hand, she was relieved that he knew nothing about her true identity, on the other han
A whole week of pure peace and silence felt like the strangest thing that had ever happened to Amara. There was no Tobias popping up out of thin air, or Celestine showing up to ruin her day, or even Fiona to annoy the heck out of her.It was quiet and peaceful, and honestly, it scared Amara a bit.Just what were they plotting?And to top it all off, Duncan was still nowhere to be found.Sighing, she decided not to dwell on it and instead, focus on the task at hand.Today, she had a meeting with Gemini and honestly, she was really happy that she didn’t have to see Tobias’s face. Him dropping out of the project seemed like the best decision made this month.After all, if he hadn’t, she would have been stuck working with him and that, she didn’t want.Shaking the thoughts away, she headed to the conference room and found a few of the Gemini representatives waiting.They were chatting among themselves and they greeted her when she arrived.She returned the greeting and sat down, ready to
“Tobias.”His name was called, but the voice did not belong to Amara.They had both been staring, speechless, when Celestine walked out of the restroom behind Amara.She turned around and felt her mood deteriorate more than it already was when she saw the young model. The effect was the opposite for Celestine.She brightened up, or at least, feigned happiness at the sight of Amara.“Amara!” She smiled and moved past her, wrapping her hand around Tobias’s upper arm. “Pleasure seeing you here.”Amara frowned. That two faced bitch was always getting on her nerve. Couldn’t she just see her and look away without saying a thing, for once?“Are you here with friends?” Celestine pressed on, smiling from ear to ear. “Or,” She glanced at Tobias briefly. “Are you here with a lover?"That question had both Amara and Tobias stiffening.“Excuse me?” Amara hissed, anger evident in her tone.Celestine smiled. “I didn’t mean to anger you. I was just asking.”“Keep your questions to yourself, hearing y
It was around 3 in the early morning, Amara stood in front of her window, looking out with her phone presses against her ear.Behind her were carton boxes, lined up in front of her bed.Minutes after she had placed the call, the line connected and Lorenzo’s voice filled her ear.“Amara? Jesus Christ, Amara, it’s 3 in the morning. Is everything okay?”She was silent. Blankly, she stared at the window, catching her devoid expression from across the glass.“I want to come home, Lorenzo.” Her voice was rough, showing signs that she had cried.“You what? Hold on,” There subtle clicking sound, then the sound of sheet rustling before Lorenzo spoke again. “Mara, talk to me, is everything okay?”“Yes, I just…I just want to come home.”“But you still have about three months left there. And what happened to protesting against coming home when the time run
Ah, so he was already setting things up for his perfect new life, Amara thought, but, contrary to how she had imagined this moment, all the pain, fear and hurt she had always thought she feel, she felt normal.It was like the feelings she had for Tobias for the past 6 years had been taken away from her the night before, shoved into a very thick box and tossed to a place unreachable by her.But, even if she wasn’t hurt by the whole fiasco he was displaying, it didn’t mean she wasn’t pissed.A court restraining order? Really? If anyone was meant to get one of those, it would be her, for both Tobias and his clearly crazy mistress- ah, forgive her- Fiancée.“You’re bullshit is really crossing the line now, Tobias.” She opened the paper and flagged it in his face. “A court restraining order? Are you sick or do you have some disgusting delusion of me planted in that mind of yours.”“After every
An address was immediately sent after the text message. Amara’s grip on her phone tightened as she felt all the fear she had been warding off, concerning Duncan’s situation, come true.She couldn’t believe it. It was one thing when that bastard tried hurting her, but now, Duncan, someone who wasn’t in any part related or part of her mess, was now being dragged down her rabbit hole and being held hostage.She didn’t know why Tobias would go to such length, nor did she care. She had to save Duncan.“Amara, is something wrong?”She looked up from her phone as soon as she heard Elijah’s voice and fixed her expression when she noticed how tight it had become.“Yeah, Everything is fine,” She locked her screen and placed it face down on the table, flashing him a fake smile in the process. “Just these spam messages, they’ve been coming a lot as of late. Annoying things might I tell you
Amara sat in the waiting area of the hospital, a cup of coffee in her hand and her head tilted back.She wasn't the least bit tired, but she still had her eyes closed.In front of her, Elijah was pacing, phone pressed to his ear. He had just finished wrapping up the call with the officer that picked James up when he turned to face her."Still no updates?""Not yet," She replied and he sighed."This is ridiculous. They assured us that his situation wasn't all that bad, so why is it taking them years to come out."Watching as he shook his head and sink in beside her, Amara couldn't help but smile. For someone who did know Duncan, he was worrying unnecessarily.This persona was very different from the one she saw back at the warehouse. Amara noted.Speaking of the warehouse, now that she had thought about the ugly incident, she recalled what James had told her.The person who set up this entire stunt was..."Ms. Mill