CHAPTER SEVENTEEN | LIVING IN PEACE
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Wendy POV
It had been a while since our date and we hadn't talked more about what happened after that. I was now inside for 6 and a half months. Damien had extended the time for me to get Laura to sign those papers, since I had been home for a while. That would change today though. I was in my office one day when Laura came into my office. She looked furious, which she should be. I had spread some rumors about her around the office and everything was going as planned.
"I know it was you, b***h! Why do you even do this?" she hissed.
"You should have signed those papers, Laura. Now we have to do this the hard way."
She looked really unsure about my angle.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about those divorce papers you refuse to sign. And now when mine and Damien's babies is going to arrive soon, the news papers will go crazy. Not on me and Damien though, we will be the 'happy family' while you will be disgraced and laughed at."
It was a low blow and I knew it. But this b***h needed to learn about boundaries. Damien felt bad about the situation and had done everything to get her to leave him behind. She was going to sign those paper and she was going to do it now!
"Sign those papers and no one else will know." I said calm.
She shifted on her feet and moved her hands nervously. I knew her type. These kind of women doesn't care about anything else than their reputation, money and power. She wasn't going to get embarrassed infront of the whole town. She sighed.
"Where are the papers?"
I put them infront of her along with a pen. She signed them without hesitating. She probably knew that I could break her in a week if I wanted too .I had already shaken her reputation at the office and I could do much more than that. I reached my hand out. She took it.
"Good, now scram!"
She cursed under her breath and walked out. I did a victory fist in the air before rolling the wheelchair towards Damien's office. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer.
"Come in!"
I opened the door and rolled inside. He rised and helped me. He's been doing that a lot recently. He walked around the desk and sat down again.
"What can I do for you, Ms.Colton?"
I gave him the papers with a smirk. He looked confused but then his eyes widened. The look he gave me held such gratitude, it almost seemed like he was going to cry there for a second.
"H-how did you make her sign it?"
"The less you know, the better." I answered winking. "I didn't follow the rules for this. Im pretty sure that I even broke the law."
"What?!"
"Yeah, I.. Um... I kinda blackmailed her." I answered, suddenly unsure of the whole situation. I was waiting for him to scream at me, fire me. Instead he laughed his ass off. I couldn't do anything but stare at him. He laughed uncontrollably and I wondered what the hell was wrong with him. The tears ran and he desperately tried to wipe them off to calm down. In the meantime, I just stood there staring, for lack of anything else to do. With a deep inhalation, he looked at me.
"Thank You, Wendy. You don't know how long I've been waiting to be free ofLaura's claws. Finally, I can leave all that s**t behind me!”
I looked down on my hands, suddenly shy about what I accomplished. My only goal was for him to feel good again and not have this hanging over him. But now that it happened, I was shy about the fact that he was heartily grateful for my little deed.
”It's all right, I promised you I would fix it for you." I answered without looking up.
”You kept your end of the bargain and now it's my turn. A part of the company will be yours, as agreed.”
”That's not necessary, I'm an ambitious person just who wanted to climb higher because my mother said what she did... " I answered with my eyes down to the floor, sadness swarmed around me.
"No one has said that your promotion is not included in this exchange. You kept what you promised, and you've given me inner peace. All the stress and anxiety I've been carrying for years, is soon gone from my life. In addition, it will be much more fun to have you as my CFO instead of the cold witch who unfortunately happens to be my wife. We have to celebrate this!”
He got up and hurried up to me. His arms hugged my body and I couldn't do anything but relax. His scent had a powerful effect on me. Cigarettes, whiskey, leather and some kind of wood. It was almost an erotic fragrance. I shuddered by the mixture of his touch and scent. The heat spread through the body like a fire to finally land in my lower regions to create moisture. Come on, Wendy! You can't keep getting wet every time he touches you...
"I want to take you out for dinner." he said with a big smile on his face.
For some reason I hesitated. After our little encounter the last time, I wasn't sure if this was a good idea. I mean it had been extremely awkward since then and I had no desire to make it worse.
"Thank you for your kindness, Damien. But I have to decline."
"Oh..."
He looked incredibly sad about my answer. I really wanted to say 'yes', but I knew that I couldn't, not after the last time. Even though I had been understanding towards his feelings and worries, it still bothered me. I still can't understand what happened. We were fine until my babies kicked and he froze like Anna from Frozen. It seemed like it was some kind of wakeup call or something. He seemed confused about this, hell I was confused. There was no need to add anymore confusement into the mix. It was better this way. I didn't led him on and my heart maintained intact. This was for the best.
"Was there anything else you needed, Mr.Winston?" I asked in a professional tone.
He looked at me with eyes I've never seen before. Rage? Sadness? Betrayal? Guilt? I don't even know. Instead of saying something he just sighed, shaked his head 'no' and sat down at his desk once more to work on the papers. I rolled the wheelchair out of the office and closed the door behind me. I released a breath I didn't knew I was holding in. My brain and gut told me this was for the best, then why did it hurt in my heart? Did I just do a big mistake? No. Come on it's one freaking dinner. He can get a dinner with any woman in this city, I probably just brusied his ego a little. Ignoring my thoughts, I began my work.
*
The apartment was dark. I was sitting in the living room with a big cup of tea. Just watching the city skyline through the window. The city that never sleeps indeed. You could her shouts, laughter, music and the night-time traffic down at the street. As so many times before, I felt lonely. I never got to experience all that fun things those people had. I was locked up either by my parents or by Jake. And now I was pregnant. The realisation that I never could do those things made my heart clench. It was self inflicted and I had no right to complain about it, I know. Still the longing for living like a normal person was still running deep in my soul. I had no one to talk to about it either. Adrian was on vacation with his new lover boy. Jaxon was out on the town at the nightclubs and Damien was out doing god knows what. I had no one I really could talk to anyway, they didn't understand me or my situation at all. Which also was my fault because I never told anyone about the thoughts I had or feelings I felt. It was just simply easier if no one knew how I worked. I liked being an enigma. No one could really figure me out, which made me a mystery. And not many people like mysteries. Which meant in return that I was left alone. I prefered to be alone most of the time, but recently I discovered that that had changed. When Damien walked in through the door at that restaurant Jaxon had invited me to, it had changed. I craved his company and that scared me. That's also why I had to keep him away from me. I couldn't afford being attached to anyone, considering I might have to move to another city later on. I didn't trust Jake at all and he could easily hurt me or my kids, that's not something I'm going to gamble with.
The door opened and I heard laughter. I turned and saw a young busty brunette walk through the door with Damien by her side. She giggled when she whispered something in his ear. The jealousy spread in my body like a volcano. Even though I had no freaking right to feel this way! My gaze landed on the city once more, ignoring the couple all together. The light flickered on and the girl continued to giggle. Damien gasped, probably by the sight of me sitting on his couch deep in thoughts about having feelings for a man she couldn't have.
"Who's that?" the girl said in an obvious annoyed tone.
I looked right at her with a tired face. She frowned at me. I didn't have any energy for this s**t. That's why I rised and walked towards my bedroom while shouting; "I'm no one" to her. To see him with another girl cut me deep. I closed my eyes shut, hoping that would help the pain to remove itself. Why did I feel like this?! Yes, I cared about him and liked him very much. But I shouldn't and I can't feel like that ever again. Not after Jake. It's impossible. I'm too much to handle. It's too much work being in a relationship with me. My eyes opened up but the pain remained tucked deep inside my chest. I opened my laptop and waited for it to start up. It was time for me to look for my own apartment, if this was my destiny every night to see him with another girl, then it was better for me to move out. I had lived here for too long anyway and I said from the beginning that it was temporary. I was filling in the form for my search when I heard the girl scream at him and shortly after that, something similar to a slap echoed in the hall. The door slammed shut and was followed with complete silence. Heavy cautious footsteps was heard. I ignored it and turned back to the apartments on the screen. The door handle was pushed down but I had locked it when I walked inside.
"Wendy, please open the door." his voice sounded cracked.
"I'm really tired and kind of busy right now, is it important?" I asked in what I hoped sounded like a polite tone.
"What are you doing in there?"
"Curiousity killed the cat." I said laughing and unlocked the door before sitting down at my computer again. He peeped his head in the room and looked at me sitting there at the bed with the eminent light from my laptop.
"I'm sorry if we disturbed you in anyway..." he said ashamed.
"No, there's no need to apologize. I was going to bed soon anyway, I figured that you needed your privacy."
"I told her to leave."
"Oh, okay. Well, you still had no reason for apologizing for bringing a sweet girl to your home."
He tried to smile, but it looked more like a grimace. He sat down beside me and peered at the screen while I scrolled down. His brows furrowed.
"Why are you looking at apartments?"
I gave him a confused look with one eyebrow raised. Was he for real?
"Because I'm moving out."
- Writer
