her to no end. When she ended up on the side
patio alone with him, her insides shivered in anticipation.
He walked right up to her, wished her
a happy birthday and gave her a lovers’ kiss, one that took her breath away and
curled her toes. All the kisses she’s had up to that point had been from
varsity guys, which clearly was no match for Nicolas’s experience and passion.
A passion she now realized he held in check at that time. Had he kissed her
then as he kissed her now, she would have been frightened out of her mind!
She gave a wry grin. Yes, she would
have. Contrary to how she dressed and behaved she was still very young and very
innocent.
Innocent in love, passion, lust and
how it drove deceit and aggression in men!
She walked back to the party floating
on a cloud. Nicolas kissed her and she knew he wanted her, but coming back to
the party he danced and flirted with all the other beautiful girls, barely
glancing in her direction again.
She was angry enough at his rebuff to
flirt outrageously with her father’s business associates, Jason Wieldman, much
older, but still very attractive, distinguished and charming. The way he held
her close when they danced, the desire glittering in his eyes when he looked at
her, made her reckless. Two could play the game!
Then Nicolas noticed her, singed her
with his eyes as she continued to flirt with Jason, who was nearly thirty years
older than her … the one thing that made her think it was safe with him … oh
what an utter fool she was!
Up to that point she was having the
time of her life …up to that point … after that … her whole life was ripped
apart …
And no one even knew to what extend
her life had been pulled apart, no one but her … and Jason Wieldman.
All her pent-up emotions suddenly came
crashing down and raw, hard sobs wracked through her body. For the first time
in six years, she totally broke down. Tears streamed down her face and she
wrapped her arms tight around her waist trying to control the deep, hurtful
sobs that shook her body. She fell to the soft moss bed, still sobbing and
eventually fell asleep curled in a tight circle, a lost sob still shook her
body every now and then.
Nicolas came looking for her nearly
two hours later, worried when she did not pitch for lunch. He found her still
curled up with her arms wrapped around her waist. He crouched down beside her
and noticed her tear streaked face. He frowned and slowly reached out to
soothe her hair from her face.
She woke up with a start. The moment
she recognized him, she scrambled to her feet and smoothed her hair back. They
stared at each other; Nicolas still crouched on his haunches.
He rose slowly, but when he started
walking towards her, she swung around, dashed through the curtain of leaves and
ran towards the bridge.
Nicolas followed slowly and stood
staring after her darting figure with a pensive look in his eyes.
Chapter Four
The
building reached towards the sky, her eyes followed the sharp lines higher,
still higher until her gaze lingered at the point where the skyscraper met the clear
blue sky. She remembered standing at this exact spot when she was still a small
child, in awe of the building that kissed the sky.
It excited her every time, and always,
always she would skip inside beside her imposing father, chattering away about
how she would one day sit at the top of the building and be the boss. He, of
course, always smiled and agreed that she would sit at the top one day. Only
his office was not on the top floor, rather it was on the tenth floor, the
executive level, which had a private roof to the one side, where most of their
big events were always hosted. Also, he never intended her to sit in his chair,
so why this sudden change of heart in his testament?
She dropped her eyes from the
building, all glass and steel, no walls or bricks on the outside. She read in
a magazine that this building had been turned into one of the
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