เข้าสู่ระบบ2 years ago - Friday 6th March 2024 NashShe'd disconnected her number. Of course she had. Why leave a door open if she intended never to walk back through it?All she had left behind was the evidence of a woman who had loved me enough to hand me her entire future. And whom I had systematically destroyed.The realization settled heavily in my chest. Saturday. I'd hurt her on Saturday. I knew that. I'd seen the devastation in her eyes. The way she'd flinched. The way her face had crumpled when I called her clingy. Greedy.When I compared marriage and children to a prison sentence. When I'd reduced everything we'd shared to just a contract. An arrangement. A convenient weekend fuck.I had watched her heart break in real time. Yet somehow...She'd still stayed. Even after everything I'd said. The thought made me frown. Because if Saturday had truly been enough...Why hadn't she left then?The answer hit me with sickening clarity. Wednesday. The elevator. Devon's sighting. The envelope out
2 years ago - Friday 6th March 2024 NashThe navy ring box felt too light and small for the weight of the message it might carry.For a moment I simply stared at it. The same box she'd held in trembling hands six days ago. The same box I'd knocked out of her hand and rejected.Slowly, I flipped it open. My breath caught. Nestled inside wasn't just the ring. Instead, a thicker heavy white gold men’s chain lay coiled against the black velvet lining. Expensive. Elegant. Understated. Very much something I would wear.Hanging from it were two pendants. The first was the titanium Celtic promise ring. The intricate black scrollwork stood out against the silver metal. It was beautiful. And I would have known that if I had acknowledged it Saturday night.Beside it hung a jagged half-heart. Broken. Separated. Missing it’s other half. The symbolism wasn't exactly subtle. A bitter laugh escaped me. The irony wasn't lost on me.She'd returned my answer in physical form. The ring. The broken heart
2 years ago - Friday 6th March 2024 NashSomething felt wrong the moment I stepped out of the elevator and opened the door.Inside it was dark. Silent. Empty. I frowned as I reached for the light switch. The penthouse illuminated instantly.Normally by now there would be signs of her everywhere. Music playing softly from her studio. The scent of whatever ridiculous candle she was currently obsessed with. A mug abandoned on the kitchen counter. A sketchbook left open somewhere.Evidence that she existed. Evidence that she was here. But tonight… there was nothing. The silence felt unnatural.I loosened my tie and walked further inside. "Valentina?" No answer. My jaw tightened.I pulled out my phone. Still no reply to my message. I told myself she was pouting. Sulking. Trying to make a point.But the feeling that had followed me from the office returned. Stronger now. Heavier. I found myself heading toward her room. A room I'd barely entered over the last year.Not because I wasn't welc
2 years ago - Friday 6th March 2024 NashI unlocked my phone and sent her a quick message. *Will be there at 6. Be ready.* Simple. Direct. The way things worked best between us so there were no misunderstandings. I slipped the phone back into my pocket and entered my office. Immediately notifications began flooding the screen. Emails. Messages. Calendar updates. And one bank notification? I frowned. Then stopped walking. What the fucking hell was this? I looked again. Three hundred thousand dollars had been deposited into one of my personal accounts. The sender reference made me freeze. VA Rossi. Valentina??? My frown deepened. That didn't make sense. I hit the intercom. "Devon." He answered immediately. "Yes Nash?" "My office now." Thirty seconds later my assistant stepped inside. Devon had worked for me long enough to recognize when something had my attention. "You needed me Nash?" I turned the phone around. "Look at this." His eyes scanned the notification. Then his b
2 years ago - Friday 6th March 2024 Nash The week from hell was finally over. Financial year-end always brought chaos. Auditors. Board reviews. Compliance meetings. Department reports. More meetings. Then meetings about the meetings. By 5pm Friday evening, I was mentally exhausted and thoroughly sick of everyone in my orbit. The only upside? It was Friday. Knock off time. Just past five. Almost time to go to Valentina. For the first time all day, I found myself relaxing as I stepped out of the boardroom and headed toward my office. A faint smile tugged at my mouth. Valentina always had that effect on me. She soothed something restless inside me. The constant pressure. The noise. The endless demands. Other women could provide distraction. Temporary relief. But it was never the same. Never enough. Never satisfying. The realization irritated me. I didn't like needing anything. Or anyone. Yet somehow that tiny, curly-haired woman had become the one thing I genuinely looked forw
Two Years Earlier - Friday, March 6th 2024ValentinaHeartbreak is quieter than people think.It isn't always screaming matches and shattered glass and dramatic goodbyes. Sometimes it's standing alone in a luxury penthouse overlooking Manhattan while rain crawls down the windows...trying not to break apart as you pack your life into two suitcases.The suitcases looks too small for everything I’m leaving behind.I folded another sweater mechanically before placing it into the open suitcase on my bed. My bed in my allocated room. Not ours. Never oursI zip it closed anyway. The sound is final. A full stop at the end of a sentence I spent twelve months trying to rewrite.This penthouse. God I hated it. A few million dollars worth of glass and marble and city lights, and it never once felt like home. Home was supposed to be where you smell cookies in the oven. Where you had mismatched cushions. Where your toothbrush stayed on the counter. Where someone knew what you ate for breakfast on
2 years ago – Saturday 29th FebruaryValentinaWe were both basking in the afterglow of my daring take over.I remembered how he had kissed me hungrily afterwards, still half shocked by what had happened, both of us still catching our breath. I had slipped out of his tight grip and grabbed the sil
2 years ago – Saturday 29th FebruaryValentina"You're going to..." He swallowed. "You're going to ride me?"I nodded, cheeks burning. "I want to lead. Just tonight. Please."He looked at me—really looked—and I saw something shift in his gaze. Need. Pride. Lust. "Okay," he whispered. "Okay, baby. T
2 years ago – Saturday 29th February Valentina The air in my bedroom felt thick, charged with a tension that hadn't existed in this space ever. Nash was cuffed to my bed, his big tanned body spread before me like a feast. He looked up at me, his blue eyes wide, a mixture of curiosity, lust and i
2 years ago – Saturday 29th February Valentina The battle in front of the mirror continues. My subconscious tuts, mocking me. *He chose you for weekends Valentina...* she corrects. 'There’s a difference.* My reflection blurs. I’m not crying. I refuse to cry before I even try. My hands are trem







