Chaoter Seven

Sarah's POV

“What was the meaning of that Julian!?” I fumed as soon as we both walked in through the door. The ride back home felt like years to me as all I wanted to do was burst open in Julian's face.

How could he just stand still while everything I'd worked so hard to get…the very position I'd left Ethan for, was taken from me at a word?

Dumping my newly purchased designer bag on the glass table in the middle of the living room, my angry paces grew faster, catching up to Julian's lazy ones halfway through the stairs.

“Answer me!”, I angrily demanded, taking a defiant posture in front of him.

“Sarah—mmm”, a heavy sigh left him, his forefinger pressed against his sweaty forehead. “Look, I need some time to myself right now. If you're too angry to drive, tell Marcus to take you home, okay?”

My eyes widened in shock and disbelief. I opened my mouth, intending to say something but all that could come out were gasps for air.

He weakly brushed past me, continuing on his way to his room upstairs which only fueled the storm inside inside my chest.

“I’ve done all you’ve asked me to do Julian, and the one time you finally give me what I want, you can't even protect it?”

I watched as his back grew stiff, before turning around with a cold air of resolution around him. “What exactly do you want from me Sarah?”, his face darkened with anger.

“You think I'm the one to blame here?”, he slowly climbed back down, advancing towards me who was suddenly speechless. “Your ex-husband now owns more than half of my company's shares and a mere position is all you can care about?”

“I earned it Julian”, I retorted sharply. “And how was I supposed to know that poor rat had connections? I'm not a stalker, and definitely not his”.

Julian's cold, blue eyes studied me with a deadly calm that almost made me loose my posture.

“The Vance Cooperation would not take it lightly with you if they found out the baggage from your past was suddenly disrupting the peaceful flow of operations they're used to”

His piercing eyes bore holes into mine, causing me to take involuntarily steps backwards. “So you better find a way to fix this or else”

My pupils trembled slightly in fright, unable to look away from the daring glint in his eyes which were barely an inch away from mine.

Just when I'd began to suffocate, he sharply turned around, climbing back up with his back straightened than before.

This incompetent fool! So now he was threatening to make me take the fall of anything happened right?

Why wasn't it surprising to me? These big tycoons, especially their good for nothing children, would gladly give up other people to pay for their own mistakes.

At least, now it was clear where I stood with Julian. And I couldn't afford to be his or his family's sacrificial lamb.

The Vance family was brutal, and Julian was the only powerful backing I had to protect me.

I'd already unknowingly lost one, so I couldn't dare loose this one too.

~~~

The next day, I strutted into the company like nothing had happened the day before. A bright smile covered my entire face long enough until the elevator doors shut in front of me.

The whirring noises did nothing to drown the voices in my head.

Once I was out, I headed straight for the first door on my left. Glancing at the bold print on the door “Vice President” in disdain, I pushed it open using more force than intended.

“Miss Sarah, w…what a surprise”

Alina jerked up from her seat, straightening her skirt with shaky hands.

A smirk slowly spread on my lips, seeing how frightened my presence made her.

“This was going to be so easy”, I thought.

I slowly circled round her desk, glaring at her to move away, which she hurriedly did without a word.

Settling down on her chair, I released a sigh of satisfaction as I felt a slight tremor of power surge run through my blood.

“I can't fire you… obviously”, I said, eyeing her in disdain. “So you'd make yourself useful by…let's start with getting me coffee. How about that?”

I grinned evily as she scurried out the door, trembling like a stray kitten with a cold.

~~~

I wiped myself clean with the tissue in Julian's office, then got off his desk where we'd just f***d, as I tried to arrange my dress.

“Why don't you just set up an office for me here?”, I asked, my hands struggling to reach the zip at the back of my dress. “It's be easier for me to keep an eye on her and get her out as soon as possible”.

He settled on his chair with his gaze fixed on his laptop like I hadn't said anything.

“You have no place in this company Sarah. An office is unnecessary” he replied, still without a glance towards me. “Just do what you have to do…and make it quick”.

I quietly hummed in agreement as my lashes fluttered to the floor, hiding the hurt and disappointment I felt due to his detached response.

Our relationship had never been more fragile as I did my best to not cross a line with him every single minute.

Perharps he was right. I'd better put whatever plans I had to motion before things got worse.

~~~

“Alina”, I called from her office.

“Yes ma'am”, she rushed in, folding her hands behind her back.

“Get me a drive from the CEO'S office. Second drawer on your right, and don't take long”, I sternly instructed.

“B-but he's, Mr Julian is not in the office now ma'am”, she replied, her voice trembling.

“Of course I know that. He's my man after all”, I snapped in response. “Just do what I asked and stop wasting my time already”.

She nodded in hesitation, turning around and stepping out to do as I'd instructed.

Once she was gone, an evil grin flashed in my eyes as I replayed the outcome of this in my head. There was no way out for her time.