LOGINSienna's POVFucking, fucking asshole....that is all Julian Thorne is and that is all he will ever be. How the fuck did I ever dream of being with him back then?I defend him and he just sits there and watches them talk trash about me....he is so going to regret all this mixed signals he is giving me."Miss Sienna." A knock on my office door interrupted my murderous thoughts."Yes Leah," I answered, already recognizing her voice before even seeing her face."Mr. Thorne wants to see you in his office now," she informed, her face telling me that she suspected something but couldn't ask about it and honestly I prefer it that way."Like right now?""Yes please," she beamed, always so happy."Okay, I am right behind you."She nodded, shutting the door back, leaving me to my thoughts once again.What audacity Julian has, he sends for me right after the stunt he pulls? He is so going to get it hot from me.I pushed myself up angrily from my seat, heading to the door with only one thought in
Julian's POVThe pain in Sienna's eyes did things I couldn't explain to myself, I don't know if it is just pure guilt of not returning the favour after she defended me or something else but whatever it is, I don't like it one bit."If that will be all, I would like to take my leave now," I said, keeping my voice blank as I avoided Sienna's accusing eyes. She didn't move an inch throughout everything even though I saw how much she wanted to, I could see how badly she was affected by the words of everyone and wanted to leave, even worse the fact I said nothing about it but she still didn't leave...she still defended me when she didn't see the need to and ignored everyone when she felt like it too but by the time everyone had said their minds we obviously had them stunned and speechless, they had nothing to fight with anymore."We will be in touch, Mr. Thorne." Marcus pushed up from his seat, his eyes holding so much disgust and anger as he eyed Sienna but she took no heed to him, still
Sienna's POV"Okay, but why weren't these questions asked during the meeting?" Julian asked, keeping his tone balanced to hide his discomfort with the situation but somehow I have come to know his little coping mechanisms, like the way he taps his fingers against his legs when he wants to maintain his composure, just like he is doing now.No one bothered to answer him, it was like his question didn't matter. They were going to go on with whatever they wanted to do whether Julian liked it or not...and from my current observations Julian is very uncomfortable with this situation."Also, the woman can leave, we only want to speak with you." The pot-bellied man from my left spoke up, eyeing me like I was beneath him and shouldn't even be found in the same room as him. It took everything in me not to give him a response he would never forget.My eyes moved to Julian, silently waiting to see what he would do, we may not be in love but he should definitely respect me."The lady stays, if you
Julian's POVI woke up with the craziest headache and I can't even pinpoint the exact cause, if it is work or the hassle of this whole fake dating or most likely the crazy stunt Izzy pulled last night.I can still feel her lips against mine and trust me, not in a good way, it was like something in our friendship cracked that moment and Izzy felt it too. She pulled away the moment she did it, like she also realized her mistake but it was too late...she has crossed the line.She left really early this morning, totally forgetting about our talk and I was still too stunned by last night's events to have tried stopping her or speaking to her."Sir, your 10 o'clock is here." Leah's voice broke my train of thought.I slowly glanced up to look at her, trying to remember when exactly she had walked in. "Sorry sir, I knocked several times but you didn't respond," she quickly said before I could even ask her anything."How long have you been standing here?" I questioned, pushing myself up on my
Julian's POV"What the fuck has gotten into you, Izzy?" I cursed out, taking careful steps towards her."Nothing, baby. Have I done anything wrong other than make myself comfortable in my best friend's room?" she purred softly, still maintaining her position, spreading her legs wider like she had not already crossed a line."What if Mags was the one who walked in? Do you want to put the wrong thoughts in her head about us?" My voice was rising and I didn't even know how to stop it. I have always known Izzy for pulling off such stupid acts once in a while, but this one felt different and a part of me knew the exact reason why."You mean what if it was your beloved girlfriend?" she shot back."No, I mean Mags," I quickly defended. I don't care what Sienna thinks, I shouldn't."Come on, Mags knows we have been together for a long time. She just keeps fighting it," she smiled, but the pain hidden behind it told me everything I needed to know.I sighed, dropping my briefcase on my bedside
Julian's POV"Good evening, Mags," I greeted as I walked into the dining room where she was seated silently eating her meal like she had the whole world in her hands, and in a way she did."Whatever you are planning better be good, Julian, or we would have issues." Her voice was cold and detached, a voice I had only heard the day she found me, drenched by the rain at past 2 a.m. in the morning, crying about having nowhere to go. I don't know what held her back, but I was so certain she was going to kill the old man with her bare hands."Are you okay, Mags?" I asked immediately, dropping my suitcase on a seat and heading over to where she was seated."Don't I look okay to you?"Something is definitely wrong."You are using 'the voice,'" I said honestly, letting my worry show in my voice."I thought you are with Sienna Blake now? Or did you lie about that?"I don't like the way I am feeling about all these questions. She couldn't have found the contract, could she? I hid it properly. I







