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Authors: Angelina Jenoire Hamilton
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this ‘Kirsty’ I had heard about would be some irresistible , gorgeously hot woman. But...you...look at you.’ She shook her head. ‘Tyler really is slumming it.’
Kirsty felt anger and pain rise within her. ‘You...you have no right to talk to me that way. Who do you think you are?’
Anastasia smiled and sat in the big chair behind the desk. ‘I’m your new boss,’ she said.
Chapter Two
Kirsty left the Inception Publishing building, letting the rain hide the tears that streamed down her cheeks. She felt like she had lost everything. With Anastasia Golde in charge of Inception, there was no way Kirsty’s book s would be published. Her career was going to be swept down the drain like the rainwater that coursed through the gutters.
She felt a little selfish worrying about herself when Tyler had not only lost his career, he had also lost his home. TGA had taken everything from him. Everything.
She took shelter in a shop doorway and as water soaked through her clothes for a second time that day, she punched the button on her phone to dial Tyler’s number. It rang and rang until his answering service kicked in. After the tone, Kirsty said, ‘Tyler, it’s me...Kirsty. I just went to your offices and there was a woman called Anastasia there and she told me about TGA and the Board of Directors and what happened in Milan.’ She had to slow down, she was rambling. ‘I’m just calling to say I want to see you. I don’t know where you are. They took your flat. I’m so sorry, Tyler. Please call me back.’ She terminated the call and stood in the shop doorway for a moment, feeling anxiety grip her stomach and twist it. Tears came again and she set off into the rain, welcoming the cold lash of the unforgiving downpour.
Where was Tyler? Where would he go? A sudden thought seeped into her cold mind and she fished her phone out of her pocket as soon as she entered the tube station. She found the phone number for Darkmere House and called it, hoping it would be Tyler’s father that answered and not his mother.
She listened to the ringing on the other end of the line and imagined it ringing out in the dark, brooding house .
No one answered.
Had Tyler gone away with his parents? She got on the tube for the hotel and decided she was going to check out of her room as soon as she got back and drive up to Darkmere. She had to do something and calling Tyler constantly was getting her nowhere. For all she knew, TGA had taken his phone. They seemed to have taken everything else. If Darkmere House was empty, she would find a place to stay in the nearby village and come home the next day. But surely Darkmere would be the logical place for him to go if he had nowhere to live.
Why hadn’t he come to her for help? She pushed that thought out of her mind.
She found a seat and checked her watch. Eight thirty. By the time she got out of London and arrived at Darkmere, it would be around 3 a.m. Too late to find a place to stay. Oh well, she would sleep in the car if she had to.
She got back to her room and changed out of her wet things and packed hurriedly before checking out. As she pulled out of the hotel’s underground parking garage onto the rainy London streets, she thought about what Anastasia Golde had said. ‘He failed because of you.’
Was that true? Was she the cause of Tyler’s downfall? She felt stupid for arguing with Tyler just before he flew to Milan. She had virtually forced him to take time off work and it now all this had happened.
Maybe that was why he hadn’t called her. He resented her.
She hit a red light and stopped the car, waiting at the intersection and listening to the rhythmic whirr of the windshield wipers and the rain hissing off the car. The idea that she was responsible for Tyler losing his job didn’t surprise her; she seemed to screw up everything. She always had. Her life was a long list of screw ups. And now she had ruined the man she loved.
The light turned green and she set off
Kirsty felt anger and pain rise within her. ‘You...you have no right to talk to me that way. Who do you think you are?’
Anastasia smiled and sat in the big chair behind the desk. ‘I’m your new boss,’ she said.
Chapter Two
Kirsty left the Inception Publishing building, letting the rain hide the tears that streamed down her cheeks. She felt like she had lost everything. With Anastasia Golde in charge of Inception, there was no way Kirsty’s book s would be published. Her career was going to be swept down the drain like the rainwater that coursed through the gutters.
She felt a little selfish worrying about herself when Tyler had not only lost his career, he had also lost his home. TGA had taken everything from him. Everything.
She took shelter in a shop doorway and as water soaked through her clothes for a second time that day, she punched the button on her phone to dial Tyler’s number. It rang and rang until his answering service kicked in. After the tone, Kirsty said, ‘Tyler, it’s me...Kirsty. I just went to your offices and there was a woman called Anastasia there and she told me about TGA and the Board of Directors and what happened in Milan.’ She had to slow down, she was rambling. ‘I’m just calling to say I want to see you. I don’t know where you are. They took your flat. I’m so sorry, Tyler. Please call me back.’ She terminated the call and stood in the shop doorway for a moment, feeling anxiety grip her stomach and twist it. Tears came again and she set off into the rain, welcoming the cold lash of the unforgiving downpour.
Where was Tyler? Where would he go? A sudden thought seeped into her cold mind and she fished her phone out of her pocket as soon as she entered the tube station. She found the phone number for Darkmere House and called it, hoping it would be Tyler’s father that answered and not his mother.
She listened to the ringing on the other end of the line and imagined it ringing out in the dark, brooding house .
No one answered.
Had Tyler gone away with his parents? She got on the tube for the hotel and decided she was going to check out of her room as soon as she got back and drive up to Darkmere. She had to do something and calling Tyler constantly was getting her nowhere. For all she knew, TGA had taken his phone. They seemed to have taken everything else. If Darkmere House was empty, she would find a place to stay in the nearby village and come home the next day. But surely Darkmere would be the logical place for him to go if he had nowhere to live.
Why hadn’t he come to her for help? She pushed that thought out of her mind.
She found a seat and checked her watch. Eight thirty. By the time she got out of London and arrived at Darkmere, it would be around 3 a.m. Too late to find a place to stay. Oh well, she would sleep in the car if she had to.
She got back to her room and changed out of her wet things and packed hurriedly before checking out. As she pulled out of the hotel’s underground parking garage onto the rainy London streets, she thought about what Anastasia Golde had said. ‘He failed because of you.’
Was that true? Was she the cause of Tyler’s downfall? She felt stupid for arguing with Tyler just before he flew to Milan. She had virtually forced him to take time off work and it now all this had happened.
Maybe that was why he hadn’t called her. He resented her.
She hit a red light and stopped the car, waiting at the intersection and listening to the rhythmic whirr of the windshield wipers and the rain hissing off the car. The idea that she was responsible for Tyler losing his job didn’t surprise her; she seemed to screw up everything. She always had. Her life was a long list of screw ups. And now she had ruined the man she loved.
The light turned green and she set off
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