Waking up without remembering how I actually fell asleep seems to be the new normal. I moved my head and winced, well…. Add having a headache and a mouth that tastes like ash, not that I’d ever tasted ash anyway.My phone was ringing, was that my phone ringing? Why was it ringing? Where was it? I spied it across the room, next to my closet. I dove for it before the call could end“hello?” gosh, even my voice sounded like shit “Devonne, you have a meeting with…….” “ahhhhhh!!!!”“Devonne, I know you’re about to ask me to clear your schedule, but hear me out first” I paused “go on” I later grumbled, I knew it had to be important though, Sansa had enough sense not to bother me when I didn’t want to be bothered. Its annoying, I’m the boss, no? I shouldn’t be working, but no, the business owners of Cali had decided I had to work to get anything out of them, piece of shit, uptight, tight asses.“………..so that’s basically it…..what do you say? its a pretty good offer, think we should take i
“Thanks to the work force you sent, work has been going smoothly, but someone has been sabotaging the productions” Edward began almost immediately we got into my office.I looked towards the streets and watched as Bob got into his car and drove off “well I guess we know who it is already, I’m so sorry about this, I promise I’ll take care of it” he nodded and was about leaving, “is that all you came to tell me?” I asked, bending my head to the side as I studied him, “it may be my company’s money in this, but it is also the labor of your men” he just said and walked out, his shoulders tight, well that was awkward, he could’ve just told me that over the phone. I sighed and perched on the side of my table, the last few weeks have been undeniably annoying, I don’t even know how to feel about that. But one thing was clear, my mother had two options, its either she works out her twisted marriage to my father or she fixes her taste in men, I think its about time I laid it all out for her.I
Arriving at my apartment, I was already exhausted, Tanya had a way of draining me without actually trying.The dress that Sansa had picked out was a quite simple and beautiful, it had a note attached, “this was designed by one of your designers at the fashion house” Bridget MatthewsIt was a lilac dress with spaghetti straps, one that clung to my body except for the thigh high slit running up the left leg, and below the dress……I laughed “what do you know? There’s a cloak in here” fur lined and …….a deep purple. I made a quick work of putting it on, curling my hair, I didn’t bother with make-up. At least I’ll look colorful.Stepping out of the limo, I was nearly blinded by camera flashes, at least they had the sense not to shove a mic in my face, because I may have accepted to come for this opening, but it didn’t mean I knew shit about it. That’s how t
I wonder, if Edward is gonna answer me if I ask him what Bob meant, because that statement has been bugging me. I would just write it off as nothing but its just not working that way at all.My phone was ringing again, one day im gonna have to throw that thing in the ocean and live a life away from technology. “oh Devonne, you didn’t forget my birthday was next week now did you?”“no, no no, of course not my beloved Tanya, in fact I just got off the phone with the guy for the fabrics” I said through my teeth, “oh did you now? And beloved?, that’s new” the last thing I heard before she hung up was her laughter, it sounded evil. I shoved more ice cream into my mouth, from my peripheral vision, I could see that Nathan just got out of the bathroom. “was that Tanya on the phone?” he asked and I glared at him “oh you mean your crazy ex girlfriend who’s hell bent on making my life miserable ,then yes, yes that was Tanya” “oh come on, she used to be a sweet thing, we’re still very good frie
I woke up, my head feeling a bit clearer than it had in months, with the way I drank last night, I was pretty certain I was gonna have a major hangover, surprisingly I didn’t. Finally opening my eyes, I started, this wasn’t my room. It looked……..bigger and …….older somehow and then it all came rushing back. I was kidnapped. Feeling my throat close up, I ran for the door, jiggling the handle once, it opened, much to my surprise. Kidnappers don’t leave their kidnappees or hostages I guess? Whatever, they don’t leave them in unlocked rooms. Stepping out into the hallway, I shook my head and arrived at what seemed to be a living room. And there I found Edward, sitting and watching TV. “Edward?” I managed to squeak, my voice sounding more than a bit unsure. Honey colored eyes met mine, “oh goodie, you’re awake” then turned back to the television I tried again, “mind telling me why you kidnapped me?” he chuckled “do you feel kidnapped?” “ what I feel is confused” I snapped, clearly beginnin
“SO let me get this straight, my father and I are wolves, and my mother is a witch…….who poisons my wolf and…..takes my memories?” I asked Martha, hours later at night, trying to absorb all she had told me and even more confused than I was before I got here. Even the hot chocolate steaming in the mug on the table did nothing to comfort me about being here, I didn’t think anything could, not even the kindness on Martha’s face. “I can give you back your memories and try to force your wolf into waking up if you want, but it will be painful, I know its hard to believe all this……” “you’re damn right it is”. “its obviously been a long day for you, just let me show you your room, I’m sure you can find Arian and beat him up after you’ve showered and slept, since you insisted on not eating anything”, I nodded and stood up with her.“your father might as well start a war over this, I just don’t understand why Arian couldn’t just approach him and ask him for an audience with you like a man” she
I was still fuming when Martha came in rolling a box, not just any box I noted. It was mine, my travelling box. Great, now everyone will think I’d just run off like I always do. I’d never regretted being an impulsive traveller as I was at that very moment. “how?......how’d you get a hold of these?” I blurted. She just gave me a kind smile, “Edward just had them brought in”. Edward huh, I thought ruefully, that debt will definitely be paid when I got out of here, if I ever got out of here. “well did he get my phone as well?” I asked sounding hopeful. She was quiet. “Martha?” “Arian instructed that you not be allowed any access to any gadgets until he orders otherwise”. I scowled, half tempted to march into his room and rip him a new one, but the memory of this morning’s incident kept me rooted where I was seated. My door opened again, revealing another female, no younger than 12, her brown hair so dark it could have been black, and she had these really big blue doe eyes. Eyes that we
ARIAN’S POVSHE looked like quite the sight though, without the usual privileges she usually has, her usually bone straight hair was like a birds’ nest, with a good look at what she was wearing I could already guess what it was that was upsetting her, but I kept my mouth shut and just stared at her. I liked the thought of her being miserable, I didn’t know why, but it was satisfying.“I should’ve known that he had packed clothes from my office closet, how am I supposed to walk around wearing blazers? Or dinner dresses?” she scowled, “oh but you should be grateful you got any clothes at all” I drawled, making a show of looking her pale blue blazer up and down. “can I at least have my phone? Or any of my credit cards?, I know you have them” she was looking exasperated now, I couldn’t help but laugh, the hoarse sound ripping from my throat, making it quite obvious that I hadn’t done that in a good while. “and risk you contacting your father? Or your pretty eyed boyfriend back home?” I sc