Mistakes and leftoversPov: WinstonWe were invited to dinner again tonight and called up to sit with Mr Vanderbilt himself at the highest table, thanks to our 'relationships' with the Vanderbilt twins.I kept glaring in Shawn and Maddie's direction, anger curdling my blood. They were sitting so close and giggling and whispering to each other right across from me and I had twisted my fork into mangled metal three times tonight now.I noticed... I noticed everything about Maddie tonight. She had gone for a more conservative dress than last time with a Cleopatra style neckline, and a sparkling silver dress that clung to every part of her svelte, slender figure. She was wearing a diamond bracelet that she had told me was gifted to her by Shawn and I simmered in rage and told her it looked nice.They were talking in low, hushed tones and his hand was clasped over hers on the table for everyone to see. She was looking up at him with literal stars in her eyes, looking like she was intereste
Two facedPov: MaddisonAt this point, nothing Anna does could shock me again.Imagine spreading the false narrative about me, sleeping with Mr Winston, when the two faced snake herself was fucking him all this while.Did that mean that she was Mr Winston's lover?Where they actually together?Mr Winston said that they weren't. He had said that he didn't have a thing for her. That means, Mr Winston had lied. That means Mr Winston is a fucking liar!I mean, now it made sense that Anna was given free rein in the company. It made sense that she still hadn't been sacked even though there were evidences that she was bullying subordinates into working for her and doing her job.B... But, Mr Winston had asked me if there was anything incriminating about Anna. He looked like he had wanted to fire her that day... When he saw first hand what Anna had done to my computer. The first day I returned to work after trying to get myself back from the assault. He had seen her and he had told me to make
Girls' day outPov: MaddisonI've never shopped with an elite before. The only three designer clothing items I had were bought from second–hand stores and those had been on flash sales.When I had asked Alice why she decided to take me shopping and why we even needed to, she had looked at me, aghast and appalled. "My father's sixty–fifth birthday is on Sunday, Maddie. That's in three days. THREE days. We need to shop for new clothes to get ready."And when I had asked her if this was all necessary, she had said, fuck yeah it is!And the first place she took me to was a Pandora outlet store, declaring that the most important thing on us that day must be our jewelry. And we had to pick the best jewelry out there and choose an outfit that would go with that jewelry. As opposed to the conventional way of choosing an outfit first and then, picking out jewelry to go with the outfit.We walked around the store for a while. Alice had already picked out a gigantic jewelry set with huge clear c
noPov: MaddisonI swallowed awkwardly and Mr Winston was glaring at a piece of furniture.Okayyyy... Um..."I... I think...""Don't make this any more awkward than it needs to be, Maddison." He said coldly, his hands, digging into the pockets of his pants, his shoulders relaxed and equally tensed, "let's just find you a pair of shoes."My heart dropped to my stomach.Right.I went to an isle that had caught my eyes previously and began looking at designer shoe collections.I found a pair of Swarovski studded stilleto pumps and nearly squealed in excitement. Perfect. This is perfect.Mr Winston looked from over my shoulders and clicked his tongue. "That's several sizes too short."I frowned at him. "No, it's not.""Try it on for yourself," he shrugged."I will!" I huffed.I tried to kick off the flats I was wearing and put on the pumps...and nearly fell face flat, and nearly planted my face into a potted plant.I steadied myself just as Mr Winston reached out to grab and hold me stead
Play date.Pov: Maddison"Mr Winston! Mr Winstonnnn!" I cried, flying through the hallways.I should have learned my lesson from last time, but I obviously didn't, because I pushed open his door, barging into his room like I owned the place, before I could even stop myself to think twice about it.Luckily, he was fully clothed, in his bed, in a t-shirt and pyjama pants, reading glasses on, reading a book. His legs crossed at his ankles.Awwwn. I wanted to coo at him."Explain why you think it is safe or even deemed the slightest bit acceptable to barge into my room, unexpectedly, like that.""I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, but here me out!" I cried excitedly, hopping from feet to feet in excitement. He sighed heavily. "Out with it," he said, going back to his book, but I knew that he was paying attention to me."Guess what it is!" I clasped my hands together, my eues shining in glee."If I had even the slightest idea, I wouldn't waste precious time asking what this is all about now, wo
True dateI watched them order, my heart, hanging in my throat, praying to hell that he would shut up about the food.The food was brought to them and I watched him dip his baguette into the bread sauce that was brought for him. He grimaced as the bread flaked to pieces when he broke it and dipped it into the sauce and winced when he placed it in his mouth.The food was horrible."This..." He said, wincing and chewing, "this is incredibly delicious."I face palmed myself.Alice side eyed him and I scrambled around hastily to save the night. "Talk about music. Ask her about music.""Uh... What type of music do you like?" He asked, tapping his fingers impatiently on the table.She jumped at the topic immediately, forgetting all about his bullshit statement about the 'incredibly delicious' horrible food."I really like folk music." She said eagerly, stars in her eyes. "Me too," he was quick to state."Oh, is that so. Who is your favorites folk artist?""Agnus and Julie Stone," he said w
morning afterPov: WinstonI woke up late the next morning, a little confused for a moment.My eyes opened and I felt different.I looked around, carefully.I had woken up in a bed that wasn't mine and in a room I didn't recognize, dressed in clothes that weren't mine and a woman's hand was around me. Her body flushed close to mine, our sleeping bodies entangled into each other.And it all came coming back.Maddie had wanted me to get close to Alice and with the sob stories and half truths I had fed her yesterday, it was easy for her to open up to me and fool her into thinking we were making an emotional connection, when really I had just wanted Maddie to stop screaming in my ear and hovering over me like a haunting surprise.But I would be lying if I said that ALL parts of last night was an act... In fact, I struggled to remember if I was leading her on or if I was leading myself on.I had shared with her certain parts of me that I had only shared with people I cared about, although,
Secret cornersPov: MaddisonI hated feeling like this. I hated feeling like a miserable bitter bitch as I tried to concentrate on the movie I was watching, nestled in Shawn's lap.Shawn was a sweetheart. He had arrived at my suite in the Vanderbilt tower, after hearing how bad I sounded on the phone, even after I promised him that I was okay. I was fine. I was only feeling a little under the weather.Which were all lies by the way.He obviously didn't buy my bullshit... Or maybe he did, because thirty minutes later, he was showing up in front of my suite, holding up 'get well soon' balloons, cards, flowers and the biggest box of chocolates I have ever seen.He felt my temperature and decided I needed sunlight, ice cream and retail therapy.And the next thing I knew, we were inside his car and he was taking me to a park where he bought ice cream for the both of us and we sat under a tree, stretching our feet in the sun.He had looked at me with the tenderest green eyes and asked, "wha