Chapter Seven

Serena

Conall and I settled down on the sofa in his office.

“Has he been acting like an asshole towards you all day?” I ask, setting our lunch out on the table.

“Yes. He tried to take a swing at me this morning, but I managed to stop him. He has honestly convinced himself that he is going to get you back.”

I roll my eyes even at the thought. The idea of his lips, hands or any part of his body near me is enough to make my skin crawl. I shudder at the thought.

“He has a better chance of hell freezing over. I am sorry he is taking his anger out on you.”

Conall shrugs. “I honestly don’t care. I can handle him.”

We don’t even get a chance to start our lunch before Conall’s office door swings open and a fuming Henry comes in. If looks could kill, Conall would be dead.

“Can we help you? We are busy.” I say, emotionless.

“Yes, I have had enough of whatever game you two are playing.” He snarls, glaring between us.

I can’t work out who he is madder at; me or Conall. Conall goes to stand, but I rest my hand on his knee, stopping him. I will deal with it. I stand, straighten my dress and saunter towards Henry, his eyes falling firmly to my hips as they sway. I watch his tongue dart along his lips. Ha, imagine what he can never have again.

“We are not playing any game. Conall and I are seeing one another.”

“How did this even happen? Is that where you have been hiding, with him?”

“Who do you think invited her to the party?” Conall chuckles from behind me.

It isn’t true. No one invited me. I read about it online. I told Henry I was invited, so Conall just confirmed my lie.

“How long have you two been seeing each other?” Henry asks through gritted teeth.

It is time to spread more lies and piss Henry off even more. He thinks that my dating his brother is the only thing I have planned, but it isn’t. I have more planned, something Conall doesn’t even know about, not yet anyway.

“A couple of months.”

“And what, you planned to make your debate at my engagement party?”

I shrug. “What better place to show I was doing well than at an event celebrating the two people who ruined my life?”

Henry steps closer to me, mere inches between us. His lips curl into a smirk, and I can only imagine the words about to fall from his mouth.

“There is no need for all of this, Serena. I know you are only using him to get to me. You still want me. You still love me. He will never give you what you need. Maybe if you are truthful, you can have what you really want. Say the words and we can continue where we left off.”

He speaks with such confidence. He believes what he is saying. I hear Conall behind us, and he soon appears at my side, slipping his arm around me.

“She doesn’t want you, big brother.”

“I am not talking to you. Stay out of it.” Henry warns.

Conall tenses next to me, his fist clenching. I reach for his hand to calm him down.

“It is his business because I am with him now. And he is right, I don’t want you. Hmm, I wonder what your wife-to-be would think of what you are saying to me. I don’t think she would be too happy. Maybe I should tell her.” I say, smugly.

His smug look disappears, replaced by worry. His face turns white. “S-s-she wouldn’t believe you.”

I laugh loudly. “Maybe not, but it would be a good way to mess with her head. Does she know that you don’t love her in the same way you love me? Or that you regret your choice?”

I am certain she doesn’t because he will be acting like the most perfect man and husband-to-be towards her. He should win an award for his acting.

“I could have the best of both worlds if I wanted to. I managed before, didn’t I?”

Henry is delusional. I don’t have a chance to reply because Conall pulls me backwards and steps in front of me, putting himself between me and Henry.

“Listen to me, okay? Serena doesn’t want you. She will never want you again. Serena is with me now, and there is nothing you can do about it. You come anywhere near her, I promise you, I will make you regret it. If you don’t leave her alone, I will tell Felicity the truth and your parents.” He threatens, pushing him towards his office door.

It works. Henry turns to leave, but before he exits Conall’s office, he stops for a moment and glances over Conall’s shoulder. “You know where to find me when you change your mind, which you will. I was your first real love, baby girl, and nothing can ever compete with that.”

I scoff at his pathetic attempt to change my mind. I stroll over and motion him closer to me. He does it without hesitation as Conall watches on, a confused look on his face.

I rest my lips at his ear. “Don’t think I have forgotten what Felicity did to me or the fact that you helped cover it up. Keep that in mind before you decide to try and ruin things.” I whisper in a snarl.

He swallows hard, and his entire body tenses. He puts a distance between us and rushes off without another jackass comment to me or Conall. The event still haunts him. I close the office door and focus my attention back on Conall.

“What did you say to him to make him hurry off?”

“It doesn’t matter what I said, but it was something he didn’t want to hear.”

Conall raises his brow. “What aren’t you telling me?”

“A lot. You will know what I need you to, until I am ready to tell you the rest.”

He nods and doesn’t question me further. “Should we eat?”

“Yes, please. We should be able to eat in peace now.”

If Henry knows what is good for him, he won’t come back here while I am around. It doesn’t mean he won’t see me again. He will be seeing me more than I am sure he wants to.