‘It will be best if Miss Tina goes', my eyes turn to the person who utters those words and I fix the person with a burning stare. Although I was sure everyone was thinking that way but the person was really unfortunate to actually voice it out. Annoyance and anger burn in me hardening my gaze, Taking a step back from my piercing gaze, said person averts his eyes. I turn my eyes back to the rest of the crowd who silently agreed with his statement. Betrayal fills me and I’m close to flaring up at them. ‘Why do I even feel betrayed', this question crosses my mind as I look at their pitiful looks and averted eyes. ‘Not that they actually cared about me', I remember the same coworkers who said unbelievable things about me and spared no time in throwing me under the bus. My anger leaves, and I’m left feeling deflated. Resignation dawns on me as I discover that there’s was no way out of this. They had not said anything yet but the looks on their faces solidifies the fact that they wo
The crack of something hitting the door echoes in my ears, whatever it was smashed to the ground and a annoying thought strays into my mind.‘Would I have been the unfortunate door? getting hit in the head just because if his anger had I not scrambled from his sight as fast as possible',Relief sagging my shoulders, I rest on the said door and exhale a breathe I didn’t know I was holding in.‘To think I was eager to see him show weakness, emotion or anything to show he was not an actual block of ice and cold stares', I drag in a breath again,The look on his face was murderous, fury rolled off him in waves and the few seconds I spent in his presence was enough for me to see the hard set of his jaw and hear the repetitive sound of his teeth grind.To put it simply, his weakness wasn’t pretty, and apart from cold looks and icy stares the only other emotion he showed was anger, in various degrees.Thinking about it, I could count on my fingers the number of times I had seen him smile, T
Simon's POV. The fine Wednesday morning had me waking with a good mood, the merger was going better than expected and it would be concluded soon enough. My mood plummets to the woody floor boards of my hotel room when I listen to the morning news while preparing for work. Putting a call through to the legal team of SM I wait as the line rings, once, twice wearing my thinning patience. The line clicks after 3 more rings and I look around remembering it was 7 in the morning and no one would be at the office yet. I search through my phone for the name of one significantly annoying person, in SM that I couldn’t get rid of even if I wanted to. Sighing, I bring it to my ear preparing to wait the number of times it usually took him to pick up. Surprisingly, it get picked up immediately, like he was waiting for my call. ‘Can you explain the nonsense that I’m watching right now’, my voice echoes around the small hotel room as I stare at the headlines written boldly on the screen. ‘Mr.
Chapter 35Simon’s POVStaring at her surprised face drove a wave of emotions through me, ‘Who told you to come in, get out of my office', the word was out of my mouth before I knew and watching her scurrying out, spooked frustrated me beyond words.I take in the state of disarray that my office was, my disheveled look that screamed “edge of insanity”, together with the fact that she probably heard my conversation with my mother and I throw my phone in annoyance.‘So much for proving to Wright that I didn’t need a psychiatrist', I ponder on the reason why I was so annoyed.It was probably the fact that my mother was talking about feelings for a person whose face u saw moments later, stirring up the same unfathomable feelings I refused to give a name to.‘Now is not the time to think about feelings’, I remind myself of more pressing issues and rummage through my drawer looking for the phone Wright had put there in case I had another outburst.The fact that he was right and I di
Tina’s POV‘Did someone kidnap Simon and replace him with a look alike’, I dart out of his office as quickly as possible, eager to get away from this calm looking impostor.The smile he sent me unnerved me the most and the fact that the door banging resounded loudly around the hallway did not even register in my mind.Robotic steps move towards the elevator, shuffling in when it slides open, I cringe involuntarily as my eyes catches a glimpse of his door as the elevator slides shut.During the ride to my floor, I ponder again on his smile,‘Creepy',The last time he smiled, he was amused by my misfortune and the hungry hounds that crowded around me, and u wondered if something similar was about to happen.Getting to my department, I peep into the hall first making sure that nothing was going on.After confirming that people were in fact working and not whispering about something that happened I push open the door fully, walking in.I keep my foot light and steps silent as I shuffled i
Tina's POV.To my utter horror, arriving back at Trove company I saw reporters littered around the outside of the building.They were waiting, chattering amongst themselves with cameras at their sides poised for the terrifying job of picture taking.My fingers bite into each other from the anxiety that was coursing through my veins, pushing my breaths out in gasps.I watched from in between buildings far off from Trove as workers coming back from lunch were assaulted into giving an interview or to giving the location of Simon.Workers huddled into their suits trying to avoid the shutters clicking in their faces and the questions about where Simon was.Just one photo was enough to ruin my perfectly protected bubble that was my life .Glancing at my watch, I see I’m tending towards ten minutes late.I drag my hand across my face, a strand pulling free from my loose bun. Peeping out from my hiding place I see the reporters unrelented in their fervent duty of finding Simon.It wa
‘Say something', my mind urged me as we burst out of the alley between buildings unto a narrow street that was devoid of people.Still I huddled into hoodie, ‘wouldn’t want anyone to see Simon Valero pulling my hand'.As the though hits me, just thinking of the headlines it would make had me trying to snatch my hand away from the vice like grip, it does nothing, only causing him to glance at me, lips pursed and nose flaring impatiently, He tsked and glanced forward, continuing in his forceful pulling, my face heated and it felt like he was chiding a little child.He stops pulling, hand still on my hand and the temporary relaxation of the strength with which he hakd it had me wrenching my hand forcefully from his.My eyes glanced at the car with tinted windows he gestured for me to get in.‘I would like an explanation', I fold my arms across my chest and the arms of my hoodie bulged out, inflating in the process.He looks at me with that impatient look again, opening the car door an
Chapter 39 Heat pulled to my cheeks again and I was certain he saw them from the bright light in the hallway, ‘Would you like me to accompany you', dark eyes fix me with a soft look, ‘Hmm', coherent words flee and I fumble for words through the hold that he had me in. His finger kept sliding across the inside of my wrist in a circular motion and I hoped he wasn’t able to feel the blood pounding through my veins from how fixated he was on my pulse point. I blink once, twice and take two steps back and pull my hand free, my wrist suddenly feeling cold from the absence of his touch, I avert my eyes from his and try to make meaning of his statement. Shaking my head in an attempt to clear my head, my eyes catch on the disappointment that registers in his eyes for a brief moment, ‘I'll let Miss Debra know that I assigned you a task.’ Seconds pass before I nod my head in understanding, ‘Thanks’, even though I couldn’t hope to fathom the meaning behind his words,
My eyes flutter open, looking around the dimly lit room,In our passion induced haze, we didn’t even turn on the lights,The only source of light was the one streaming across the dark blinds whenever they fluttered open.Over the past hours Simon and I had alternated between love making and drifting off to sleep when spent,My back side was pressed flush against him as he slept, his hand across my waist and his soft breaths against the back of my neck,We were both very naked under white cotton covers and my body still tingled from the past hours of passion my skin clammy against his heated own.My eyes flick about the room noticing the absence of furniture here also, the only thing in the large room was the bed and another cloth covered furniture.From the size of the bed, it would be Simon's room and my eyes rake across the dark walls and white tiled floor,I look up and see there's also a chandelier but not as magnificent in size and beauty, The dull lightening makes it difficult
At first he stills, stuck in the moment of torture then the next second he hand wraps around my waist like a vice fitting my body against his like a glove,My head tilts further as he kisses me with ferocity,His lips are soft as he drags mine to his mouth, sucking on it like someone starved,Taking his upper lips into my mouth, I suck with equal passion, I work my tongue into his mouth and when he sucks on it delicious tingles spread down to the base of my spine, He plunges his into mine, and all the heat in my body pulls to my stomach, I drag my hands across the broad and tensed muscles in his back, anchoring myself to himHis tongue teases, brushing then sliding against mine and my back arches, my chest pressing against his,Hands sliding across my back, his fingers come to rest against the soft skin of my waist, playing against the hem of my dress shirt,My skin prickles at the point where his fingers brushes bare skin where my shirt had ridded up and heat pulls between my legs
My eyes slip close as he instructed and I understand the reason seconds after when a blinding light suddenly filled up the room.I wait for my eyes to adjust before sliding them open, still very much aware of Simon breathing against the shell of my ear,My mouth drops open in awe as I look up at the source if light A massive chandelier, hanged from the center of the high ceiling, magnificent in its size,It was made up from a gold branch and crystal clear flowers and hanging from the large branch of gold were numerous crystal flowers in bloom connected to the branch by thin twigs the same enchanting gold color,The whole chandelier was a large inverted blooming flower, containing tiny flower blooms connected to each other by crystal strands, In each flower bed rested miniature bulbs of pure white light, intricately connected beads of crystal hanging from each flower petal, spilling light- gold and silver in hue across the large living room.And my mouth stayed open, even the spine t
Like a puppet on strings I get up and follow him, pulled by the alluring magnet that was his pleading voice, only grabbing my phone in my hands at the last moment.‘Where are we going', I only ask this question when we exit Trove’s building, in the parking lot,Concern bleeding into me when he beats me to the drivers side,‘I’ll drive', he says as his only reply‘Where are we going', I ask again when he opens the door and slides in, motioning for me to get in.Huffing at his elusiveness, I turn to the front passenger seat and slide in.He pulls out of the parking lot, eyes unwaveringly focused on the road.‘You’ve not answered my question’, I say, crossing my hands across my chest, not minding the smirk he shot at me before turning back to the road.‘I should have known something was wrong when you gave me that puppy eyed look', I glare at him, the words rolling out of my mouth, unexpected even to me,A surprised laugh burst from his mouth, and he stares at me, mirth in his eyes for
Explaining to Ajax the next morning was harder than I expected,‘You were so late yesterday', we were preparing for the day, Ajax for school and me for work,My head felt like it was splitting in halves, as I was trying to give an explanation while dealing with a hangover.‘I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what happened’, Ajax was staring at me, hands akimbo, a pout on his lips, refusing to put on his uniformI stand up from the dresser, walking to him and squatting to his eye level,‘I told you Ajax, I got held up at work, I was so busy, I forgot about the time', I look up at a pouty face, trying to get through to him.‘Liar!', he turns away from me, going to rest against the wall, hands folded.The sound, shrill to my ears sends an arrow straight to my head, compounding the headache I was currently dealing with,A tired exhale escapes my lips and I get up and walk towards him again.‘Adam said you were not at work, he said he looked all over for you and you were not there',
‘Taxi's here', I jump up at Simon's words phone in hand, heading for the door,I hear hurried movements towards me and I turn to face Simon, impatient roiling through me,‘What is it', my eyebrows pinch together, a frown on my face.In his hands is a face cap and he places it on my head,Also placing a mask on my face, he slides the hands over my ears, fingers lingering, brushing back hair strands and tucking them behind my ear,‘One can’t be too careful', my frown deepens as I turn away from eyes that latched unto mine with worry, words tempting me to stay.I pull the door open, hurrying out, towards the elevator.As I enter, Simon slides in beside me,‘Don’t follow….’, I start to say but he waves his phone in front of my face,‘I called the taxi remember’, I bite my lips to keep from replying him, folding my arms across my chest with a huff as the door slides close,‘Call me when you get home', Simon pays for the ride as I slide into the taxi and I shut the door against his voice, e
Tina's POVMy voice is a confused pitch, as I stare at the unfamiliar grey ceiling,I blink up at it again, my eyes turning to look at the figment of imagination next to me,My eyes goes to the lips of said illusion tinged red and my head splits open with a headache, realization ringing a bell in my head,‘F**ck, f**ck, f**ck', I spring upward staring at very real Simon in front of me.I stumble away from him, away from the strange bed I was just lying in,‘Be careful’, Simon gets up too, a lone hand reaching for me,‘What the hell am I doing here', my eyes travel round the apartment, my head trying to piece together what was happening, my mind doing a bad job of recollecting.My roaming eyes arrive at the strange shirt on my body, smelling suspiciously like the man in front of me,‘Why am I in your shirt!' I turn wide eyes on him, my voice turning shrill,‘Nothing happened’, he raises his hand, an innocent look rolling onto his face,‘Yeah right’, my head spins, the slight sting in m
Simon’s POVShe looks at me, my words sinking in, taking root in her mind and I see tears, blossoming in her eyes, running down her cheeks,‘You’re fine now, you’ll be fine’, I pull her into my embrace as the tears roll down silently,After a while, I hold her at arm’s length, my eyes on her tear streaked face, I bring her face towards mine kissing the tears on her cheeks, kissing her eyes still filled with tears, She draws closer to me, wrapping her hands around my neck, and crashing her lips on mine.My arms wrap around her waist, dragging her closer to me,I kissed her, she kissed me, our lips danced together with a fever, trashing against the other as I pulled her even closer, till there wasn’t a breath of air between us.My lips teased hers and she sucked mine as I dragged her up my body, tilting her head back a little, plundering her lips further,Her mouth cracks open wider as she moans into mine and my tongue delves in, sliding into her mouth, tasting every corner,My tongue
God I’m so hungry’, I recline in my chair, raising my hands to place them at the back of my head,I bask in the silence of my office, peace in my heart.Peace from finally being free from a long term nuisance,‘My attention shifts to how I would face my mother, when she discovered Sarah was out of my life, I could already imagine the triumphant smile on her face, the word ‘I told you so” rolling out of her mouth.I already had to deal with one of those knowing looks, the morning of the opening ceremony.I had told her I wanted to keep working in Trove and the first word to come out of her mouth was “I knew it”,‘I knew you would finally come around’, I had sucked it up and listened to her minutes of ranting,‘I guess things are going well with you and Tina then’, she gave me a knowing look, conniving smile on her lips,‘This is not about Tina’, I refused immediately,‘This is about me, what I want for myself’,‘I’m tired of people telling me that I was handed everything I have on a s