Temptation : The Obsession (Book 2 of Temptation Series)

Ch-6

                                                                        Tristan (4 years ago)

I hated one to one meetings for some reason. And specially the ones that they hold in these palatial meeting rooms with a long gigantic table and hordes of chairs all around, like world domination was going to be planned out here. 

As I waited in the meeting room of Mark & Sons, Public Relations for Mr. Carter Cole to arrive, I felt more like a criminal waiting for an interrogation than a client. I was definitely going to ask him that why exactly was I being treated this way. Why was I summoned here out of the blue? And then left waiting for bloody half an hour. Deep down, although I knew why I was being treated like this. It was because of that one woman who was now probably relaxing in her palatial apartment in New York. I clenched my fist in agitation as I remembered once again how she walked out on me like that. Like I was a piece of trash. 

The more I think about it, the more angry I get. And the more angry I get...the more my resolve, my plans and my hatred  gets stronger, which  for me was good. Because even though she might think that walking out on me like that end this story, she was utterly wrong. Because I was Tristan Jacques. Nobody and definitely  not a stupid girl like her gets to treat me like that. No. 

"Good afternoon, Mr. Jacques," Carter's voice distracted me as he walked over and took a seat at the head of the table. Following closely behind was Olivia and she too took a seat beside him. Both their eyes were cold and accusing, especially Olivia's who would definitely like to kill me. 

"May I know why I am summoned here out of the blue?" I inquired and Carter gave me a do-you-even-need-to-ask look which I ignored. 

"Mr. Jacques we called you here to tell you that your assignment will be transferred to Mr. Jackson Caling from today onwards," Carter answered flatly. "He will get himself acquainted with you in sometime since he is out of town at the moment," 

What? 

"What?" I demanded. "How many times are you going to keep changing my agents? Is this some kind of joke? Is this how you treat a client here?" 

"I don't think you would like to go there, Mr. Jacques," Olivia hissed, giving me a death glare which I retorted back. I never liked Olivia from the beginning. Sure she was stunning but unlike Mia, she wasn't submissive. She was too smart for her own good and I definitely don't like over smart women. 

"I would and I have every right to ask for an explanation," I snapped at her and she turned her eyes to Carter. 

"Mr. Jacques, earlier Ms. Cordoso was appointed to you but you urged me to change her and hand over your assignment to Ms. Mia Garner...I am sure you remember her?" Carter muttered sarcastically and I had a good mind to strangle both of them to death. 

"Then you got involved with my employee..." He continued but I cut him short. 

"I got involved with your employee?" I demanded. "Your employee was all over me from the very start, Mr. Cole," 

"I didn't say it was your fault alone, did I?" Carter narrowed his eyes at me and I pursued my lips, frustration and anger building quickly inside me. 

"And sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Jacques,"  Olivia chimed. "At least I don't believe your words. Because first, Mia Garner is not a kind of woman who can be all over someone in the first place. She has a very clean track record and I am sure my boss here would agree to that," She turned her dark eyes to Carter who nodded his head. 

"Secondly," Olivia continued, looking satisfied and exceedingly pleased. "I have seen it with my own eyes how you have been playing games with her and manipulated her into falling in love with you. So please...now that we are the only ones in the room I guess it would be a good idea to take a honest path for at least once in your life," 

"Ms. Cordoso!" I snapped, banging my fist on the table. I was seeing red everywhere. How dare she? The f*****g b***h! 

"Mr. Jacques," Carter warned, giving me a cold stare. "I suggest you behave yourself so that we can calmly talk about business," 

"Then you need to make your f*****g employee stop provoking me," I hissed. 

"You can only provoke someone who has done something wrong and you, Mr. Jacques know that," Olivia retorted. "Don't you?" 

"That's enough, Olivia," Carter said for the sake of professionalism otherwise he would like to go on too. "Mr. Jacques so as I was saying...that our employee Mr. Jackson Caling will be taking over your case soon. If you have any problem..."

"Yes...I want to know why I am being treated this way," I demanded, firmly. "Why can't Ms. Stine work for me anymore?" Carter and Liv exchanged glances and then the former turned to me, his eyes dark and cold beneath his glasses. 

"I will be frank, Mr. Jacques since we are in the privacy of these four walls," Carter hissed, leaning on the table towards me. "We know what you did to Mia and we would have really liked to press charges against you for physical violence and s****l violence against one of our most esteemed employees had Ms. Garner asked us not to. But since I am the boss here its my duty to look after the safety of my employees, especially the female employees. And in the lieu of what happened to Ms. Garner we can't risk the safety of Ms. Stine as well," 

I can't believe it. These bastards were literally terming me as a potential psychopath. This was where I was standing now. I have never been humiliated like this in my life before. Never. And I felt so angry that I felt like breaking something. Most conveniently both these mother fuckers head. 

"And if you don't agree to our terms, you can terminate the contract right here by paying the penalty charges for terminating a contract before the end date," Carter finished, looking satisfied. 

"I can f*****g sue you for this," I hissed. "I will talk to you next time when my attorney will be here with me," 

"Sure do...but remember that we will press charges against you as well under the terms of s****l violence, physical abuse, molestation and potential threat to life. Remember, we have ample evidences against you," Carter answered calmly and I glared at him before standing up and stomping out. 

"I will not forget this humiliation," I hissed, turning to face them. "I will make all of you pay for this," 

"If you think you deserve anything more than this...think again," Oliva answered, staring straight at me. And I glared at her and inwardly felt bad for her. She definitely made it to my hit list today. I will make her regret ever becoming friends with Mia Garner. 

After I came back home, my mind bubbling like hot molten lava ready to burst any moment and when it does, it will destroy everything around. I dialed my attorney, David and asked him to get his ass straight here the very moment. I can't wait to screw Carter Cole up. How dare he treat me like that? How f*****g dare he! Dave arrived exactly an hour later and I narrated everything to him after which he shot me a disgusted look. 

"So? We can sue them right?" I demanded, ignoring his judgment.

"We can," He said, lighting a cigarette. "But Tristan...I suggest you don't," 

What? Was he freaking out of his mind? 

"What?" I snapped but he didn't even bat an eye. That's why I hated this legal hoes so much. Always thinking like there's no one above them. 

"If what they said was true and that they do have evidence do you even realise how big in a trouble you can get?" He pointed. " You will  most probably be charged with r**e, third degree. The punishment for s****l violence as per the laws of Washington DC is : Class C felony, punishable by 5 (five) years in prison and/or a $10,000 fine. Then physical violence the same punishment. Do you want to serve ten f*****g years of your life in jail? They have Mia Garner herself as evidence, your secretary Mark, Mia's medical reports, the doctor itself, her friend Olivia, her boss Carter, your ex-wife Merissa ...once the evidences start piling up, there's no going out. And who do you have in comparison?" 

I stared at him blankly, running my hands through my hair wildly in frustration. I can't believe that one woman. That one stupid, timid woman can f**k my life up like this. Why do I have  to get such bitches in my life? My whole life...my whole career was falling apart here. 

"Then what do you suggest I do?" I asked in the end. 

"You really want my suggestion?" David demanded, stowing the cigarette stub on the floor and I glared at him. 

"Why the f**k am I paying you then?" I snapped at him. Bloody i***t. 

"Leave," He said after staring at me for an eternity. "That's the best option for you if you want to still protect your reputation. Because in this circle, nothing can be kept hidden. Nothing. And if the word of this goes out...your entire career and reputation will be ruined. Pay the penalty, terminate your contract and leave. Maybe for a year or two...maybe three," 

"You are f*****g kidding me, right?" I shouted, grabbing his collar. "Are you insane!" 

"This is for your own good, Tristan," David said, pushing me away and adjusting his tie. "You should have thought about the consequences before listening to your d**k rather than your brain. But in the end, its your decision. If you get into trouble for acting whimsically again, remember I can't help you. Take your time and think this through. Goodnight," 

I stared at his back as he walked out and felt anger, hot red anger filling every inch of my body making it hard for me to breath. I was pushed to the brink today and it was becoming physically painful now. I literally couldn't breath so I quickly rushed upstairs towards my study. I kept my medicines, all my medications that helped to keep myself in control in a secret drawer. It was a secret as was my medical history that Mia threw straight on my face that day. As if that was a crime. As if that made me filthy. Like I wanted all this. The myriad changing emotions in my head, the anger, the constant urge to control everything...it was not something I was born with. It was something that I developed when...I stop my thoughts right there and pop a couple of tablets in my mouth. 

These tablets, however where not working for me anymore. I have been using them for years and now they just cease to be of use anymore. The anger inside me needed an outlet. I wanted to break something or someone. Grabbing the table lamp on my desk, I smashed into on the floor and it broke into pieces with a smashing sound, the lamp head rolling over towards the door. But that didn't satisfy me. I couldn't even count how many things I have broken  up until now but nothing seems to be working. I was losing everything because of some f****d up bitches in my life. The only thing that would satisfy me now was revenge. I wanted her to suffer like me. Be humiliated like me. I wanted all of them to suffer. And I will make them suffer. Slowly, painfully until they...she beg for mercy. 

And just as this thought worked up in my head, I felt a lot better. I walked over to my studio and grabbed a medium size canvas and red paint. I was going to draw up a list. And one by one, slowly...I will target each one of them. The first name I add to the list was none other than the lead actress of this story...

Mia Garner...

The more I thought the more ways  and more names I came up with. And as I wrote them down on the canvas using a red paint, I liked drama so...I felt peace filling me from inside. I finally had a plan in my head. I finally had something to keep myself busy. If I was going down here, I will go down properly and take each one these bastards down with me. When I was done...I moved back and admired my handy work. 

                                                       Tristan's Jacques Hit List 101

1. Mia Garner 

2. Merissa Gil

3. Olivia Cordoso

4. Ethan Taylor (May or may not...depends)

5. Anybody else that Mia Garner loves no matter how old or what gender. 

I had an intense urge to laugh and I did laugh and for the first time in a very long time, I felt happy. I felt like me. This list might not be long but it was effective. And slowly and carefully, I was going to turn this list and my thoughts into reality. Very slowly and very carefully. I grabbed my phone and dialed a number. 

"Mr. Jacques," A strong gruffy male voice said. 

"I want you to keep an eye on someone 24/7. Her name is Mia Garner," I said. "I will send you to the rest of the detail. Keep me posted with every small detail about her," 

"Okay sir," He answered. "Gotcha," 

"Good. Every small detail," I repeated and cut the call. I smiled to myself, feeling satisfied. 

Now you can't even breath without me knowing about it, Mia Garner...I thought wryly and it was such a thrill to be back in control. 

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                                                        Tristan (4 years later)

I watched as she sat talking to Olivia, looking animated and somewhat sad. She was beautiful and I felt hell of a jealous of that bastard Ethan every time I look at her. How was he better than I was? How does he deserves her? Every night, they sleep in the same bed curled around each other like ivy while I watched silently. Though over a year or so that has somewhat changed. But earlier when they were dating and even after they got married, there was no stopping. He touched her. She touched him and I watched, realising that she has never treated me this way. And it just fueled my urge for revenge. But how do I know all these, right? 

Because I had cameras fitted in their bedroom. It was a hell of a job, I would say. But with the right plan and money, nothing was impossible. This was how I have kept a constant eye on her all these years. The only nuisance was that every time she changed places, which was thrice in four years...my guy  and sometimes I, myself has to do all the work again. Removing the camera and re-installing them. It was a good thing that Mia was not a suspicious one like Olivia or even that much smart so it was pretty easy to fool her. And over the four years, I have watched her like nothing has changed. I missed her curvy body that was now his. I missed her plump lips which was his too and it took quite a lot of energy to not finish him off straight away. 

I turned my eyes back to her. She was still the same except she has gotten a lot thinner. Things were not as heated in her life anymore as they used to before her son was born and of course that would bother a sensual woman like her. I watched as Olivia reached out and squeezed her hand and she gave a wry smile to her. After a while, Olivia got up, excused herself and walked out, talking on her phone.

 Mia sat there, looking around the pub ideally until her eyes landed on mine. She watched me for a bit and then looked away again. But it was a matter of seconds before she looked back , her eyes stuck on me trying to look beyond my baseball cap. I was liking this game and to give her a little hint of the storm that was coming in her life very soon, I smiled at her. From beneath the cap, I watched as she froze in recognition and her whole face turned red. She was scared of me. And I liked that very much. Satisfied, I got up and exited through the front door while she sat there frozen in fear. 

You should be scared of me, Mia Garner, I thought. 

You should be very scared of me....

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A/N: Hey my dear readers! How are you all? I hope everyone is great! Here's the next update and I must say, I really love this chapter and Tristan's craziness. I hope you do too! Thank you so much for reading and loving the book! :)