Tamara.From my window, I see Killian’s car driving out, that late at night.I let out a breath, focusing my mind back on work. I don't have to worry about him or what he does.Just then, my phone rings.It's Hazel.Ugh. How could I have forgotten to text her back?I had practically turned my phone off all day because of Killian.I take the call. “Hey,” I say in a tired voice.“You sound exhausted, Tamara. And where the hell have your phone being all day?”I dragged in a ragged breath. “I'm sorry for not responding to your text. I turned my phone off,”I can already picture her, rolling her eyes. “Why?”“Killian, he was blowing up my phone,” I tell her. “I have work, I didn't want him to piss me off,”I hear her exhale. “That's fine. How was your first day?”I can always count on Hazel to be understanding and caring and I love her for it.“Tiring but worth it,” I say. “Not only did Alex let me have my old job back, he's paying me thrice my salary,”“Don't tell me you refused it?” I al
(Killian)Saying I'm angry is putting it out lightly. I have balled my fist to the point it hurts.That's all Tamara does is, rile me up, frustrate me, every damn time!I should have known better. Love is just a weakness.Mom had warned me to be careful around Tamara. I always defended my wife and gave her the benefit of the doubt. But right now I feel like an absolute idiot for trusting her that much.I walk out of Tamara's room, seething with anger. I had no idea why I'm so riled up, the fact that she stood up to me or because she's refusing to leave that stupid job.Either ways, my blood’s boiling furiously. I spot Chloe down the hallway but I remained impassive.“Killian,” she smiles sweetly at me. “I was looking everywhere for you, where were you?” she asks but I walk past her without a word, stepping into my room with her in tow.When I don't respond, she chips in, she looks worried, her voice a little hoarse . “You were at her room right? Is she bothering you, Killian?” She fixe
Tamara.Today was a lot more draining than I thought it would be, trying to get hang of things and fit right in, in just one day took out everything in me.And then I had to come back to a home that feels like it isn't mine anymore. Seated right at the dining was Killian, Katrina and Chloe, having dinner while I stood there like a goddamn outcast.I knew I was out of depth to indulge them and I'm sure Katrina wouldn't miss a beat to grouse about how miserable her son has become with me as his wife.I was way too tired for their nonsense. I leave them and walk straight into my room, locking the door behind me.Letting out a deep sigh, I strip myself off my clothes, kick off my heels and draw myself a nice, hot bath.Tired or not, this work is what I enjoy doing, my outlet in every sense of the word; there I can use my head for something much more productive, not worry how I'm going to keep a man who clearly despise me, who had fallen out of love with me.After my long soak, I dry off a
(Killian)I've been calling and texting Tamara since morning but she isn't answering my calls nor responding to my messages.The constant ringing without a response is starting to get to me, leaving me increasingly frustrated and upset.And now, she's turned off her phone, and it's been like that all day.I could barely concentrate on anything and the fact that I'm this way scares the shit out of me.I've convinced myself countless times that Tamara means absolutely nothing to me, that I've moved on, that I'm only sticking with her to make her suffer.It's starting to bother me to no end. Why am I getting so worked up?I let out an exasperated sigh and saunter into the bathroom, a cold shower might help me get my mind off her.I had barely stepped out of the bathroom when my phone buzzed with an incoming call, I reached for it in a haste, hoping it is Tamara, but it isn't.It's mom.She's been gone for a business trip, a little over three weeks. I had gotten her message saying she'll
Tamara.I step out of the elevator and turn to face Alex, realizing I haven't properly thanked him for all he's done.What surprises me even more is that he offered me the position of chief financial officer, the same position I had occupied before I left.It leaves me wondering, hadn't anyone taken up that position?I push that thought aside and smiled. “Thank you for letting me have my job back, Alex. I don't deserve your kindness,” I tell him, my voice breathier than I intended.I honestly didn't think I deserve this chance, given my long absence but then I'm genuinely grateful to Alex.He shakes his head slightly. “No, Tamara. I should be thanking you instead, for deciding to come back to work, you were the best we ever had and I'm confident you still are,” he says firmly. “You're an asset and there's no one more deserving,” he added and my heart fluttered.I—- I don't know what to say, I want to tear up or not. I could hug him right now, but I don't.“Thank you for believing in m
Killian.I find myself glued to a spot, my hands fisting as I watch the fucker guide Tamara to his car.There's this burning rage in my chest, it's too intense, that it almost knocks me off.I clench my fist tighter, wanting to punch something. But honestly, I can't quite place my finger on why I'm so upset right now. Maybe it's because of that fucker.I never liked him, Alex. He wants Tamara, I could see it in his eyes, then and even now.He used to be her boss, one Tamara seems a tad bit too close to, I didn't welcome that closeness so well, mainly because I knew he liked her.And Tamara? She was clearly asking for it, this is who she really is, moving around with that body and having men fawn all over her. And I had—- I had been too blind to see it.I loved her with every fiber of my being, I gave her the world, literally everything but yet she chose to betray me, in the worst way possible and —even went as far as trying to poison me.She wanted me dead, so she could have her freed