Chapter 4

"Don't I look good in there?"

Chris looked up from his laptop, his eyes moving to where the voice came from.

It was true. She looked beautiful in those photos and he couldn't help but stare at them when they were being taken and even after the shoots and now in his office he was still staring.

He so loved the beauty before him and he even loved the real one now. He smiled at her and pulled her to sit on his lap. She felt good. She was the only one who could take his stress away.

He was tired as far as he was concerned. Tired of his marriage. Tired of his new wife. Tired of fake life that he began to live as from yesterday. Tired of the never ending day today. Tired of his whole life.

She began to rub his shoulder which helped him relax. That's what he wanted. To feel stress free.

"To me," he looked at her, "you'll always be the most beautiful thing in the world."

She smiled at him and stopped what she was doing. He was cute when he was stressed out. She just wanted to be with him. To love him and him alone. But that didn't happen.

For a simple mistake that he made. A mistake that was forgivable cost him his life. His happiness and he couldn't do anything to stop it. She herself couldn't do it.

"Like I don't know," she pecked his lips," so what are you going to call the new line?"

Chris looked at her for a while. He had thought of that for a while and he couldn't come up with a name. The line was about summer clothes with different designs from the normal clothes.

He thought he had time but the pictures have already been taken. So the only thing that was holding them back was the name. The name that he had no idea off.

"How about I just call it, Kimberly?"

She laughed at his joke.

"And why that?" she had to ask even though she could guess his answer.

Chris lifted her chin so that she was gazing at him, "So that the whole world can know that I love only one lady," he pecked her lips once more, "let them know that you're and always be the one."

Kimberly loved the colour of his eyes as he confessed his love for her. She was happy that he loved her. He might be married but his heart belonged to her. Just like the way hers belonged to him.1

She placed her lips on his and kissed him. His lips were soft and a time she couldn't help and wonder if they belonged to the masculine man she knew. They were fighting for domination as they always do and that made her smile which made her to loose. He was the one in control and she loved the way he took control.

Kimberly pulled away when she saw that he wasn't about to, "that was," she looked at him, "as I can remember."2

Chris laughed shaking his head, "You talk as if yesterday on my wedding day we weren't making out in a restroom."7

Kimberly blushed at his words. That was the most daring thing she has ever done in her life. Make out with a just wed man and for that matter in the restroom.1

"Who followed who?" she looked at his hazel eyes.

Chris caressed her cheeks, "I was in need of caress and when I saw the love of my life walk to the restroom, I couldn't help myself."

Kimberly pushed his palms away from her cheeks, "and we ended up doing more than caress."

"Don't tell me that you regret it," he looked anywhere but not her, "because I don't."

He was telling the truth and she knew it, "I don't and I'll never do that."

He pecked her lips.

"But about the name," she began wake up from his lap, "I don't agree with you."

Chris got up from his seat, "And why is that, my love?"

"I think you should call    it after your wife."

Chris held his palm in a fist. He hated it. He hates his wife with every fiber in his body. He wasn't about to name his line after her. He would rather die before he did that.

"Chris," she called him to have his attention, "everyone knows that you married her out of love. The whole world believed that and that's what you're going to prove to them. You just married yesterday. Everyone expects a happy ever after and that's what you're going to give them.

"This will help your company very much. How? Everyone will want to buy your new line out of love because to them it will be about love. Summer clothes are the most beautiful clothes that people love and with your new design, everyone will want to buy. Who doesn't love summer anyway?

"How will your wife help? She is one of the most respected doctors in the country. She has beauty and brains too. With the people she saved lives, they will want to promote her in every way possible and you will be the way.

"Your new line will sell like it has never sold before. You will make profits which will help you to promote this company and your music career. As for the revenge since I know that's what you want the most. Which is the best way to punish your wife?

"All you need to do is just use her name and give her nothing. Let her see what her name has done to you in business wise. Let her feel used and gaining nothing. Let her smile in front of a camera even though she doesn't want to. Make her feel how useful she is to you and how helpless she is. Let her know that she is at your mercy.19

"Name the line Maya and if it was possible Maya Rollins."

Chris sat on top of his desk and thought for a while. She made sense. And it would be a win on his side. First, Kim would be the face of the new line, his wife's name used and he would take revenge in her too.

See why he loved Kimberly? She had the beauty and the brains and not his wife as she said.14

"I think I will just do that," he was smiling and he picked up his phone.

Kimberly smile at him,"what are you doing?" She asked when she saw him held his phone on his ears.

"Making a phone call?" he asked in a daah face.

"I know that," she hit him on the shoulder, "you know what I'm asking."

Chris looked up at her, "I'm calling the man in charge to give him the name."

When the person on the other side answered, he didn't bother to great him, "it's Maya Rollins," he knew he understood and with that he hung up the call.

To him, the game of chess was far from over as long as the queen was unprotected he will make sure he destroyed her completely.

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