As soon as Dante opened the door, a thick cloud of smoke hit him, going straight to his nose and tightening his lungs. "Oh, come on." He said in between coughs, trying to wave the smoke away with his hand. "What the hell is going on in here?""Quit whining. It's just a little smoke." Thane muttered, taking another drag from his cigarette and blowing it out like he was proud of it.He was lazily swiveling in his chair, then he stopped facing his left-hand side where the shelves housing decade old books sat.Dante didn't argue. He just shut the door behind him and made his way through the hazy room lit but only a dim table lamp.His eyes scanned Thane's face, noticing his demeanor wasn't ecstatic, though he wasn't frowning.Plus, why the hell was he smoking this much? Something just had to be bothering him.'What's up this time?' he thought to himself."How'd the meeting go?" He asked, leaning back into his seat."Someone's trying to kill me." Dante remained calm, his face void of emo
"Bring the car around." Thane ordered as he strapped on his wristwatch. This was his second meeting with another lawyer whom his lawyer had recommended, and he was ready to hire more if that was what it took to bring Anna down.He walked over to the body mirror when he was done to check himself out-something he'd formed as a habit, trying to make sure all of his drunken face was gone. He stared at his reflection, his expression serious with no atom of amusement, and let out a satisfied sigh.Still handsome. Still in control.In a few minutes, he was walking down the stairs, heading for the exit.Marie blocked him on the way. "Breakfast?" She asked with a small smile, which Thane knew all too well. Thane paused and turned to her, searching for a good excuse to skip. As he remembered her scolding him, saying he should stop skipping his meals."I'm in a rush, Marie. I'll eat while at the meeting." Marie's smile faded a bit, and she tilted her head. "You're sure?" Thane's lips curled
The cigarette dangled lazily between her lips as she flipped from page to page, trying to read the words written on them.It was useless.Her eyes were heavy and sore, and she could barely see clearly anymore."Fuck." She muttered, taking a last puff from the cigarette before quenching it in the ashtray.She tossed the papers on the table and ran her fingers through her hair.Her eyes went to her table clock.6:44pm."Renee should be arriving in-""Ma'am?""Punctual little bitch." She murmured as the assistant's heels clicked swiftly on her office floor, her hands bearing three heavy files.Her eyes were still on the files as she approached her desk, her tight-fitting skirt hindering her from taking large steps.Finally, she got to the desk and placed two on it as she flipped through the other. "These are the daily records, Mrs. Moneau. Gregory at the finance department said he'd drop off his on his way out," she explained, flipping to the last page. "He said the company is expecting
Thane shut the door behind him and pressed his back against it as he downed the last of the liquid in his glass.A frown formed on his forehead as the liquid slid down his throat, burning along the way."That's enough work for today." He murmured to himself as she peeled himself from the door and staggered toward the half finished bottle at the foot of his unmade bed.He dropped noisily into the bed and reached for the bottle to pour himself another round. The sound of the liquid echoing round the house. Just as every sound did around the house for the past three days.The house now felt empty to him-incomplete.He took a sip and placed it on the ground before falling flat on the bed with his eyes to the ceiling.He felt too lazy to do anything these days as he felt no motivation to do them. Everything seemed pointless and unreasonable.And though deep down, a voice whispered for him to get off his ass and be a man, he couldn't fight the stronger force that made him cling onto the em
"Do you really have to go?" Alex asked in a flat voice, her eyes following the guards who carefully carried her baggage outside the room.Lena turned to her, a small smile forming on her lips as she looked at her. "I do, Alex. Like you said, it won't be easy for me here. There's too much I need to let go of, and I can't do that if I stay." Alex folded her arms and managed a sigh, resting on one foot. "You really need to stop listening to me." Lena chuckled. "I'll remember that in the future." She said and turned around just in time to see the guard take up the last of her bags.She turned back to Alex. Her heart felt heavy. She could tell Alex was more upset than she was letting on. And the truth was, Lena was going to miss her."Let's head downstairs." Lena said and took Alex's hand, pulling her towards the door.Alex followed but maintained the sulky expression on her face. "Are you going to be back?" she asked as they stepped into the dim hallway.Lena inhaled shakily as she loo
"What the fuck do you want from me Thane?!" She yelled, her chest heaving as she stared at him with red teary eyes.Some of her hair had flown in her face from the struggle making her look like a miserable little lady.Well...technically...she is.Her heart was heavy and she just felt no good on the inside no matter how she tried to shake the feeling.Now her so-called husband was trying to frustrate her efforts to put her past behind.She sniffed, fighting back a sob. "What do you want from me Thane? What?!" she shouted, her voice breaking. "I have tried everything I can to show you how much I care about you but you're just some ungrateful asshole!"Her voice shook with frustration. "I've tried to see through your fucking flaws. I've respected you and your family, I've taken insults and endured their mockery but what did they do? They killed my baby!" Tears now flowed freely down her cheeks, her face reddening. Her head began to ache and she brought her voice down. "And what did you