Chapter 5

Sean POV

I felt stupid for snapping at Katie earlier. Well she was also acting so stubborn reminding me of the ways she used to be. Little had changed about her at all. When she walked into my office last week I felt like I had seen a ghost. I mean she was the last person I was expected to see. I wanted to answer her and mock her but her state stopped me from doing so.

The look on her face tells me she isn't in my office on her own free will. Like I was the last person she wanted to come to. 

I know Katie so well, like my own second flesh. The first time I set my eyes on her I knew she was the one. I knew she's the right one for who I'm going to marry. She doesn't know this but I do. I had plans for us. Visions for us. I had imagined how I'll pump my baby in her and watch her belly grow and produce little me or little Katie.  

So, when she broke up with me it felt as if my life was turned upside down. Like a part of me had stopped. The light in my darkness was quenched. I never 

When she explained how she needed to pay her mother's hospital bill and she was sick with cancer I tried to hide how affected I've been. 

She looked like shit, dressed up awkwardly. 

Since I've been finding it hard getting a new girlfriend because I need to convince the company's shareholder that I'm going to keep my father legacy an produce him an heir to keep the company's name. 

Ever since Katie left me I lost interest in dating other women. I couldn't imagine myself running after girls right now and starting anything new. I take care of myself and my big man down there but I don't promise any girl anything. If you're cool with our deal then fine.

I glance at Katie, she’s quieter than usual. I don’t know if she’s annoyed about me snapping at her or if she’s nervous about the night ahead of us.

 I unusually feel calm and more focused than I’ve been in weeks. Feeling her beside me is enough reason to feel calm. I couldn't remember the last time I had held her like this. I hate that what we agree on right now is fake or that it might come to an end very soon. I tried not to think of that part and focus on the night ahead of us. 

I brush my hand back and forth on her body when I feel her shivers. The strap of her dress was tiny, I was stupid picking that little dress in the first place. 

It was pretty so I felt it'll look good on her. I wasn't wrong though as the dress fits her perfectly, showing all those curves I love. She looked so hot in it that I had a hard time tearing my gaze away from her and keeping my hand to myself all night long.

"I can survive this night" I muttered to myself. 

"Let's hurry in, you might catch a cold waiting out here" I guided and led to the elevator door and we got inside. 

I like the fact that Katie can barely walk in the stilettos. It gives her a vulnerable air and makes her cling to my arm for the walk to the car. 

As soon as we entered the room, eyes turned to us immediately. I could feel their eyes on me and I swear it became less crowded. I do get stares, being an eligible bachelor and a Billionaire, most people attend events like this to catch my attention or to get me to marry their daughters. They think I didn't notice but I do. I notice everything and now also, I notice how their mouth is hanging open and they stare, not at me this time but Katie who was beside me. 

My hand is firmly placed behind her in a way to mark my territory.  

I could hear them talking as they turned their heads away and began to whisper.  We were met by ushers who let us go to our table, exclusive far away from each other but not from their penetrating eyes. They could still see us from this angle and I like it that way. 

I smile when I sense Katie's uncomfortability beside me, I know she's not used to all these as I wasn't yet the CEO when we were dating. I was prepared for this attention when my father passed away two years ago. 

"They'll begin the rumours and might say the wrong thing to your face, you shouldn't let that get to you though. It will continue to be like that until they come to accept that I'm taken" I say, holding her hand and bringing it to my mouth then I blow a soft kiss on it. 

"You don't need to worry, I can handle them" she said, not looking at her hand where I had just kissed. I entwined it in between my fingers and brought it to the table for everyone to see. 

"You should as it will go on for a while, are you okay with that?"

"I am. You don't need to worry, Sean. It's just a facade, I'm fine with it"

"Yes, just a fake agreement" I repeated. A thin line formed on my mouth. I don't like the sound of that.

Now that I have her, I'm not ready to let her go again. I plan to keep her going by my side where she belongs, forever. 

katara’s watching me with her cool gray eyes.

I don’t like this new quiet katara. It makes me nervous, wondering what she’s up to. I like it better when she blurts out whatever she’s thinking as soon as it comes into her head. Even if it really pisses me off at the moment.

The penthouse is a large, open room, currently stuffed full of potential donors getting sloshed on free liquor. Of course, it’s not really free—I’m going to try to milk every one of these fuckers for every last bit of support I can get out of them. But in the meantime, they’re welcome to gorge themselves on high-end cocktails and fancy finger foods.

One whole side of the room is composed of sliding glass doors, currently thrown open to the rooftop deck. The guests can mingle back and forth, enjoying the warm night air and the breeze off the lake. The open-air deck is strung with glowing lanterns, and it offers a striking view of the city lights below.