LOGINMichaelI receive a call from my assistant.I pick it up. “Yes,”“Mr Wilson, Ms. Matilda is here, wanting to see you.”I blink, then look at the time on my watch. Isn't she supposed to be at the agency at this hour?“Send her in immediately, thank you.” I drop the call, and for a moment I wonder if Matilda is okay. I stare at the door, and in a few seconds, Matilda walks in, pushing the door open.I stand up to welcome her.“My love, how are you?” I approach her, smiling because I'm so happy to see her. But I can tell from a mile away that Matilda doesn't share the same wide smiles as me.“Hello, Michael. I hope I didn't come at a bad time?...” Matilda looks embarrassed for some reason, and I quickly shake my head, holding her hands before I kiss her deeply on her lips.Oh God, I've missed these lips so much. I know it's only been just yesterday, but... I can't help but think that it's been more than twenty-four hours. I hold her tightly and kiss her more, wrapping my arms around her
RonanI look at her, and there's something about her. I don't know what it is, but strangely she seems... I don't know how to explain it, but her presence alone fills me with less anxiety, and more calm.I don't feel like drowning my miseries with a bottle of liquor anymore. Rather, I just want to talk, talk to her, or at least hear her talk to me about just anything. It's silly of me to even think such a thing about a woman I know nothing about. She's only Matilda's recent boss, and Seraphina's former boss.I repeat my question again for some reason. “Do I know you from somewhere?”She looks at me deeply. And I felt something just now when she looked deep into my eyes. It always felt like she was trying to see past me. I look at her for a moment, and then I turn my eyes away. What's wrong with me right now, perhaps it's the stupid alcohol working through my system.“Um... I guess not, or maybe we have.” She responds.I turn to look at her again, this time with a low smile. “If you're
AmandaI walk back into my office. I feel stressed out after Matilda chose to leave. Mike follows me into the office as well, and doesn't wait for me to even sit down when he starts to say.“We have to sue that girl's mother! They have to pay dearly for what we've lost in the market.”“Mike, please, not right now.” I say in a weak voice and take my seat before feeling my temple.“What do you mean by not right now, Amanda? Aren't you aware of the situation we're in? The collection was a failure, a fucking failure!”I look at him. “Don't shout at me, Mike. What's your problem? Can't you see that I'm not feeling good?”“Of course you won't feel good, and neither am I! The collection which we spent millions on is now sitting in our storage room, waiting for some store to walk through that door and demand for those clothes!” Mike continues to yell, and I swear I haven't seen him this worked up, not even when we first started this agency and things weren't going well.“This is just a major
Michael I'm going through the files for the new project, but let's just say that my full concentration isn't really there. My eyes move from the documents to my phone. Matilda hasn't texted back nor called since the morning. I can't help but worry about her being okay and holding up on her own. The darn fucking internet can be a stupid thing, and I know Matilda will want to check online and see what people are saying about her. I avoid calling her because I don't want to be that boyfriend. Plus, if she didn't want me coming up to her apartment last night, then it meant she needed her space, and I don't want to ruin things for us. It makes me think about the times when she always returned back to my mansion; no, scratch that, our home. I missed those times, and if I wasn't such an idiot, then Matilda would've still been my wife and I'll be seeing her everytime. I still have the ring from our wedding. I slowly pull out the left top drawer of my desk. The small ring box's still th
MatildaI stare at Amanda for a moment. I can't bring myself to even look at her in the eyes, especially not after what my own mother had done. I could see the dryness under her eyes, which showed she'd barely gotten enough sleep. Meanwhile, that pervert, Mike seemed to have a face of daisies despite the crisis going on.She approaches me. “How are you, Matilda?”I wish I was fine, but I wasn't. And after today, I know I can't work here, not while that vile creep still works at this agency.“Please, come with me to my office. There's something I wish to discuss with you...” She smiles at me, and her smile makes me feel even worse.“I'm very sorry, Ms. Amanda. But I quit. I can't work here at this agency anymore.” I quickly tell her.She slowly turns around to face me.“What do you mean you quit, Matilda? Why would you...” She asks me.I gulp. I wonder if I should tell her about Mike. She deserves to know the kind of man she's about to get married to. I have made mistakes in my own li
MatildaI couldn't sleep much last night. I was already awake by four in the morning. So I basically tossed and turned around in bed. And now I regret why I didn't ask Michael to stay the night with me. I feel alone, but that feeling soon goes away by the time the morning came and the sun slowly sipped through the curtains in my bedroom.The silence is awfully there, but it's peaceful because I'm not in that house anymore. So, I guess you get one and loose the other at the same time. I pull myself out of bed and hurry to take a shower. I'm supposed to meet with Amanda at the agency. I'm nervous because I don't know what is going to come up next.I check my phone and Michael has already sent me a good morning text with a kiss emoji. I smile and I instantly feel my day going great. I'm not ready to return to the office just yet. I don't know if I even want to return back to that environment where I was always doing everything possible just to win my dad's affection and attention.My sis
Matilda I shake my head, trying to dispel all of the wrong scenarios that might happen if I think Michael is about to say what I think he's about to say. I walk closely behind dad in the hallway. I try not to seem affected because I just don't want to be responsible for what might happen downstairs
MatildaYes, my heart is broken as I enter Michael's office. It's always going to be the same. Michael will always prioritize Seraphina over me. I heard him pick my sister's call and didn't even want to hear whatever they were talking about.I know I shouldn't have done what I did, but I feel more
Matilda “What the hell are you talking about? And don't you dare think to involve Sera in your little games...” I shut him up by showing him my sister's last I*******m post from my phone and he's quiet. Though Michael's eyes widens before he fumes. “What... I mean, it can't be.” “Next time, be s
MatildaI stand in front of the tall skyscraper glass walls building and I stare at it for a moment. The words WILSON GROUP is boldly written and engraved in dark steel letters on the glass walls, just a little above the entrance.I still can't believe my dad's company were now partners with Michae







