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CHAPTER 1
It all came crashing down…
Tonight, her boyfriend of eight long years had finally achieved his goal – to have his own company.
With Serena’s guidance, Adrian had landed a deal worth twenty billion in investment, and this party was meant to celebrate it.
But now, while she watched that same man go on his knees to propose to another woman, all that perfection had quickly fallen apart.
Adrian is knelt in the center of the hall, a massive bouquet in one hand and a small velvet box in the other.
People had started to gather, their tones hushed and the whispers circulating quickly.
With her heart in her hand, Serena followed the movement of the crowd, pushing through for a better view. This had to be some sort of a mistake.
They part readily for her, the murmurs growing deeper.
Finally, she reaches the circle, and her eyes take in the dreadful sight.
In front of her was Adrian, on one knee, holding up a shimmering ring to a familiar black haired woman she’d been seeing around lately.
Noting her presence, he looks up at her, a disdainful look in his eyes she'd never seen before. Before she could search them for answers, Adrian turns around without a single word, then continues smiling as he stares at another woman.
“A-Adrian! What are you doing?” She manages to sputter, her voice rising to a half-yell, momentarily shocked.
Adrian looks at her with annoyance, “What does it look like I am doing?”
Without sparing her another word, he refocuses on the other woman with so much sweetness. “Cassandra… my Cassie, these past few weeks I have spent with you have been nothing but sweet, and because of your good-luck in my life, I have become a made man. Will you make me complete forever by being my wife?”
Serena stumbles on her own feet as she walks around to stand in front of the duo, watching speechless as Cassandra nods, holding out her ring finger, and nodding happily.
“You’re proposing to another woman? Adrian? Aren’t you making a mistake here? Who is she? Why—”
Looking angry at being disturbed again, he turns to Serena. “Just who the fuck are you exactly? What the heck do you want from me? That I should propose to you? She’s the one I want to marry, not you, frumpy and all submissive and annoying.”
His harsh response throws her off her mental balance. “Maybe not that you should propose to me, but at least respect the fact that we’ve been dating for eight years? All of these…” Serena waves her pale hands around, “…are all because of me. You did not even break up with me? Heck, I am here because of you. Why would you—”
“Let me stop you right there before you start to take credit for everything I have achieved by my own merit. Look at me now, I have my own company, and in the next edition of the Forbes magazines, I will be featured in it. Do you really think all of these are because of you?” Adrian scoffs, standing to his feet.
“Don’t you think you are out of my league now?” He cocks his head to the side, before hissing audibly, making a show of holding Cassandra’s finger.
Out of his league?
No one claps as the onlookers are unsure of what to do but only watch the scene. Only a few of the people in the crowd actually give her pitiable glances, but they can’t do anything.
“What league?”She retorts, scoffing, “The league of cheaters? The league of men whose egos are bigger than the reality they should accept? If that’s the league in question, then yes, I am out of your league.” Serena manages a response, her eyes moist as she struggles to keep them back so she won’t seem weak.
Adrian only rolls his eyes before turning back to Cassandra, and just as he slips the ring into her finger, Serena turns to leave, the spectators parting to let her walk past. She hears whispering but they won’t change anything.
Even the staff had recognized her as being the one who did most of the work, but he had gone completely blind to that fact, choosing another woman… And that was not even the worst part of it all.
He had deliberately raised her hopes, toyed with her feelings. Serena had suspected tonight was going to be more than a party. Adrian had been secretive these past few days, making calls out of earshot, going out in the early hours of the morning and trying to make sure that every inch of the event was perfectly set.
She had dared to believe he was going to use this opportunity to propose to her; that was probably why he was being so secretive, wasn't it?
Except, someone else was at the core of all the surprises and it wasn't her.
Sniffling and wiping her eyes, trying to not imagine everything that she had been given away, sacrificed for his dream, and when it came to his turn to fulfill her own dream, he pulled a reverse card on her…
She stumbles out of the venue, her eyes very moist and her vision blurry. Suddenly, she bumps into a man, but due to the tears in her eyes, she’s unable to see who it is. “I’m sorry.” She mumbles, side-stepping out of his way.
And now here she is, after spending eight whole years on him, she is walking out of his proposal, tears in her eyes.
Eight whole years, gone.
He’d been cheating, and he chose the woman he’d known for weeks over the one he has known for eight years. All those late night calls, staying up late ‘working’, all of those times he was busy, he had been spending it with another woman, and he did not even have the basic decency to break up with her first.
He used her to become a big man, before discarding her to the side like a piece of wet used rag.
Outside the event venue, she looked up at the sky, willing everything to go back to the way they used to be, the life she had before she even met the jerk, but life does not work like that.
Like they say, if the front is blocked, turn around… and that’s exactly what Serena did.
There was a long list of reasons why Serena thought going on this date was not the correct option but one way to be edgy and cool was to not follow rules, or in this case lists. She felt a little bit self conscious as she gave herself one last look on her phone and then she tossed it into her bag before she did something stupid like check social media. It would ruin her mood — a mood grappling to remain good— and she didn’t want her mood to be ruined. She stopped when her phone pinged and she grabbed it from her bag and unlocked it. The people that could be calling were streamlined to two. Either her mother saw all of what was going on and left her work to call or her old friend turned new friend Evelyn was texting, on some days it was Damien and right now, it was Marcus.Marcus’s Hair: Miss Stone, don’t tell Damien I texted, save my number. Serena laughed when she saw the message and did as he asked, when she looked up again, Damien was standing by the door, his brooding dark eyes
Damien felt exactly like he had the world under his hands, under his control and completely at his disposal. It was a good way to feel and admitting it to himself was not him being conceited.He stood at the extra office he usually stayed in as he waited for all of the ruckus in the conference room. Damien would die and cross over a needle's eyes before he ever admitted to something like he being a love person or even imagine him being in a relationship for the unrealistic reason called love.Everything was a business to him and usually, how work here would be done because he had defended the woman he was affiliated with and removed every stupid iota of shame from her— it was only proper for his own reputation in the long run— but he wasn’t leaving and it was bothering even him.“Well that was iconic! I didn’t know you had activism in your blood, that was an intriguing realization,” Marcus’s voice called as he joined him on the balcony, a big smile on his face as Damien watched him ap
The evenings were usually the perfect time for things to fall into place, it was then that people retired from work and made it to their expensive abode that never really felt like home, at least for those on this side of town. Less important staff trouped out and the more important ones gathered because that same day, scandals had started and as usual, it was all tied to Serena Stone’s name and at this point, everybody was wondering if it was a good thing that she was Involved in the company again.It was not news that she had helped Hales build his company but maybe she had her loyalty tied there. It would probably be a conflict for her and also be why she probably kept doing controversial things. Like now for instance, the headlines all through the day had been a frightening revelation that Serena Stone was giving confidence information about the merger between Stone and a smaller organization to Hales. There were even several documents and of course, the text she had sent to con
“Hey” ‘Normal’ friendship reunions usually had themes and feelings along the lines of extreme happiness, teariness, sometimes sadness because you’ve missed large parts of their lives and sometimes there are no deeper emotions than unbridled happiness but here, in that room, it was a lot of anger, pain, bitterness, and sadness.Serena looked over at the office door as Evelyn slipped into the room, she looked as she always did like a faerie, adorable, small and delicate build. She had her thick brunette hair fall around her shoulders in pretty locks and her green eyes were piercing and hard to not notice. There was a sad look in her eyes and her lips were formed in a pout, she arranged the emerald green dress well on her body and her hands fidgeted on the piece around her neck. Serena stood up and walked around her desk, hoping and praying that this didn’t ruin the good mood she came in with. “Evie,” she muttered, a greeting in her tone. It was her second time seeing her since that
The thing about the earth was that it was very rude and disrespectful. Its nonchalance game was on a level one could hardly replicate, were humans destroying the eco system? It somehow managed to keep on moving. Were people killing and bombing themselves? The bastard kept on rotating and it was that disrespect that Cassandra couldn’t comprehend. She was throwing everything and defending everything to keep her prospective family intact and the world for a second couldn’t stop to acknowledge her? Not to even give her a nudge for doing a good job?Bullocks.Cassie stopped immediately and caught her reflection on the wall. It was almost a taboo to her not to acknowledge the beauty that was her whenever she found a mirror. It was there that her assistant, Lorelai found her. She was adjusting the neck of her collar and checking the bag on her shoulder for the millionth time.“I’m sorry I’m late, there was a whole lot that had to happen and it sort of derailed me, the mobility around here
A morning it was. Golden light flooded the polished surfaces of Blackwell Tower and the morning sun entered through the glass walls. The city below was already alive and the wind carried along the sounds of people talking, cars moving like light trails, and the faint buzzing that made the whole atmosphere feel alive. With the gentle clicking of her heels on the marble floor.Serena walked out of the elevator. On her first official day as the COO, she looked very self-assured and composed but there was a small ball of fear inside her. The position still felt new to her and she was not yet in it like a perfectly fitted suit.What a marvelous way to begin a day! She crossed the receptionist's desk and stopped to say hi, a charming smile adorning her face. “Good morning Eliza,” Serena greeted and the young woman stared up at her, bright eyed and amused. “Miss Stone, good morning. You are in a happy mood,” she answered, brightening and leaning forward on her desk. “I think it has to do







