05

ISABELLA

I just knew it had been a fucking mistake to seduce and sleep with a total stranger, I groaned as I slipped into my home.

The night had been perfect and my hangover very severe or maybe the reason why I was having this terrible headache was because of what the man had said to me.

He wanted marriage? No… he had insisted on the both of getting married.

What kind of person decided to marry a girl he had a one night stand with and because she seduced him.

I collapsed on the bed, reaching for my phone again.

Robert had called me a lot of times and had sent messages.

I opened one of them, scoffing at the length of the message

My love,

Please pick up so I can explain. It is not what you think and I know you never want to speak to me again but I love you and I want to make this right. Please pick up or call me, then we can talk. She means nothing to me and I swear she seduced me.

You mean the world to me, pumpkin… I promise that if you give me another chance then this would never happen again.

Happy birthday love of my life.

The second message was more angry at me than sorry and I wondered how I had not discovered just the kind of person I had been in a relationship with.

I did not bother to open the rest of his messages before I deleted them, sighing as the headache increased.

“Asshole” I snapped, flinging my phone to the side as I thought about the stranger.

He is not a stranger if you both have had sex and he had explored your body so thoroughly, my mind reminded me.

He was right though about how crazy it was going to be explaining things to my mother. I knew that no matter what I said she would insist that I go back to Robert.

She wanted him as a son in- law and she was grateful to him for everything he had done to assist our family but that did not give him the right to cheat on me and with my best friend.

I did not want to think about this but if I wanted revenge then I had to go along with Damien. I wasn’t going to allow Camilla win and although I was heartbroken, I was going to have to suck it up and show them that I wasn’t someone to be trifled with too.

I nodded at this, reaching for his card.

The name read, Damien Moretti and nothing more.

Who was he?

Why did his name sound very familiar? Like I had heard it somehow and knew it.

There was no way that was possible of course but I still had the niggling sensation at the back of my mind that he was someone I was familiar with.

I saved the number to my phone. I was going to call him and schedule a meeting then he and I would talk about my revenge but in the meantime, I needed to fucking sleep.

I closed my eyes, the grinning face of Damien enveloping my sub consciousness. The way he had called my name and the way he had touched me.

I could still feel the flick on his tongue on my clit and the roughness of his palms as he squeezed my breasts.

Get a fucking grip, Isabella. I chided myself

It wasn’t enough that you had seduced the man and now you are thinking about sex with him.

I drifted off into a restless sleep and was only woken up by the thrilling of my alarm.

There was no way that I was going to skip work all because Robert thought it was sensible and right to cheat on me on my birthday with my boss and bestfriend.

I was going to go to work and wear a smile on my face, they could suck it for all I care.

The moment my red bottoms came out of the elevator, all of my confidence vanished.

Camila was standing with her hands intertwined in front of her office, her face all scrunched up as she looked intently at me.

"My office, now!" She bellowed at me and I found myself running into her office despite what had happened.

The door hadn't latched yet when a heavy thud sounded from where Camila had moved to.

I turned around and found that she had dropped a pile of files on her desk.

"What the fuck are those Isabella?" She questioned and I stared from the files to her.

I was equally confused.

"I don't understand Camila" I replied and she placed one hand on her hip while the other one outstretched towards the files.

"It's madame Camila, you should know your place and why are you standing all the way over there? Stand in front of me when I'm speaking to you" she harshly said.

I was too stunned to look for a reply, my legs moved on their own accord as though I enjoyed being spoken this way, I was the one that had been slapped across the cheek but guess who was still being treated like trash?

"Yes, ma'am" I replied and stood in front of her, my fingers latched into one another.

"So, you proposely left those files unchecked even when I deliberately told you to make sure all of the files were well taken of and each director was scheduled for a meeting today" she queried and I still looked on in confusion.

My brain racked across all of the information it had gathered since our last encounter and I swore to God that she had said nothing of that sort.

"I'm sorry if I misheard your instructions, let me just take a look and —

"You're fired. Clear your desk"