Damien hasn't even bothered to give me a call.I didn't sleep last night and I know he didn't either. Neither of us moved an inch, though. I secretly hoped that he'd reach out for me, but he never did. When he got up this morning, I thought that maybe he'd wake me up. He didn't. He left without me.I know his point is valid, I know. We've talked about this countless times before. He's trying to protect me and keep my away from the men he deals with, I get that. The only problem is Gillian Davis and why he didn't discuss her with me. He doesn't seem to understand that. I hate that she isn't even part of the company and she's already causing problems, I didn't want to give her so much importance. But nothing he says will change my mind; I hated everything about her and I only met her for approximately fifteen minutes. I was his secretary too, so I would know when someone walks in there with second intentions.I don't know what her deal is, but she's looking for something. He can tell me
"I hired that woman," he says.I look up, but he doesn't meet my gaze. We've been holding each other in silence for the last thirty minutes and everything felt perfect until now. Despite how great he just made me feel, this news doesn't sit well with me. It's hard to swallow and it just sits in my mouth, making it bitter.He finally meets my gaze and his expression changes everything for me. It dispels my growing anger. He didn't want to tell me this, but I guess he didn't want to prolong the inevitable.I nod. "OK."I don't know what else to say to him. I told myself that nothing would ruin this moment and I'm going to make sure nothing does even though a small part of me has died upon hearing this. Am I being a little too dramatic? Maybe. But I can't change the way I feel about her. I can't shake off that first impression.I can't help but feel like she's taking my place."Penelope spoke to Ethan," he says, confirming what I already knew. "I couldn't say no."I touch his face. "I me
This place is insane.There must be at least five hundred people here. The party's being held in the lower level of the house, which I'm sure was designed solely for the purpose of hosting parties like this. I keep forgetting that I'm in a house; this place is a nightclub. The floors are black and shiny, the walls are dark and velvety. The music is loud and upbeat and everyone's wearing a costume. Everyone. When she mentioned a costume party, well, this is not what I was expecting at all. I thought we'd be overdressed, but I was mistaken. We're actually underdressed compared to everyone here. The Huntingtons are Batman and Catwoman this year, that's what she told me, and I'm blown away by how amazing they look."Theo," I say. "This is insane.""What did I tell you?"Even the waiters are dressed elegantly. I've had two glasses of champagne and I haven't been here for an hour. I've met even more people tonight and my head is spinning with new names and faces. Theo seems to know everyone
Damien pinches the bridge of his nose. "And there's no possibility of finding more on this guy?"Penelope shakes her head. "I've been looking for days. This is all I've found on him for now, which is close to nothing, I know. You're going to meet him in an hour and you can draw your conclusions. His record is clean and nothing is amiss."He doesn't like the sound of this. This has never happened before. Normally, Penelope has all the information he needs before he meets the person. He refuses to believe that there aren't enough records of Ash Rockford. It's like he's been living under a rock his entire life, which can't be the case at all. Everyone has a past. Everyone has something they're trying to keep a secret.Perhaps this man is just good at hiding it. Penelope has done her absolute best and he doesn't want to make it seem like he doesn't appreciate her efforts. He only wishes that Gary were still alive. He'd have all the answers by now. Then again, he'd been in the business muc
I haven't seen him yet.I'm beginning to wonder if perhaps I'm losing my mind, hallucinating or something. But I didn't have that much to drink and I saw him, I know I did. There's absolutely no way I wouldn't know it's him. I'd never forget his face, not in a million years. Unfortunately, it's stuck with me for life.By now everyone in Theo's group must think I'm crazy. I haven't been listening to what's being said, much less participating in the conversation, I'm just looking around in hopes of spotting him. Not because I want to see him, but because I have to confirm that I'm not delusional. He was staring at me and the second I met his gaze, he turned away. He disappeared around the corner and I have yet to see him. It's so frustrating. He's trying to mess with me. He knows what he's doing and I bet he's having a laugh and enjoying himself at my expense."Are you sure everything is alright?" Theo asks me in a low voice so her friends don't hear us. "You're distracted. Are you look
"Ash," Damien says. "I'm surprised to see you here."Damien knows this guy. This night can't get crazier than this. They shake hands and Damien's hold around me tightens.Ash doesn't look at me, or rather he's trying not to. "I'm good friends with the Huntingtons. I always get an invitation. How about you? Aren't you leaving too soon?""I wasn't planning on staying," Damien simply says. An awkward silence envelops us and I'm ready to leave. I want to get inside the car and have Roger drive us far away from here. I have to tell Damien the truth. Devon's warning comes to mind and I can't brush this under the rug. There's something off about him and Damien has to know. I don't know how they know each other, but he has to know that this man doesn't have good intentions."Well, then," Ash says, extending his hand once more. "I guess this is where we part ways."Before he goes back inside, he shoots me a knowing look. His lips curve upwards slightly, like he knows something I don't. Or wors
Theodora Keller has been looking at him all night.Devon turns away from her and takes a sip of his drink. He doesn't want to have anything to do with the fucking Kellers. He hasn't forgotten about her brother's threat, and even though he isn't afraid of Damien Fucking Keller, he's not ever going to willingly involve himself with any of them ever again.Fuck you, Damien Keller. I'm not looking over my fucking shoulder.He didn't want to talk to Amelia. He was shocked when he saw her, he hadn't seen her in a little over a year. She looked well, she was smiling, but he told himself that he'd keep his distance. It was better that way. Then he saw her talking to Ashton Fucking Rockford and he saw red. He knows Ash is up to no good—he knows—and he couldn't begin to imagine what that creep wanted from her. Or worse, what if they were well acquainted? How'd he warn her? She wasn't even going to listen to him.He had to try, though.He was watching her and waiting for the perfect opportunity.
I've been on edge all day.Today is the day of Damien's supposed surprise, the one he mentioned last night when we got back from the party. Sincerely, I have no idea of what to expect. What I do know is that it has to be something big, something significant. It takes a lot to make Damien nervous.I've never seen him like this.We had breakfast before he left. Theo isn't back yet, so it's just the two of us. He didn't touch on the subject and I'm not going to push, I know it's supposed to be a surprise. We also didn't talk about Ash Rockford. Last night was amazing and I don't want to ruin it by talking about that man. Damien will find a way to deal with him and he's going to take care of this, he always does. I'm simply relieved that he didn't see Devon and that we're alright. We're doing great. It's as if the last few days didn't even happen, like we weren't arguing the other day about my position and that new secretary that will be gone before the week ends. I kind of feel guilty ab