Breathe Again

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three distinct voices through the door. As I opened it slowly, my eyes landed on Mr. Davenport, Tate, and Chelsea. Tate was dressed in the black pants and crisp Red Velvet shirt I had seen him walk out of the apartment in this morning. He looked business-owner chic as I’d told him this morning while lying in bed with an aching body and ragged breathing from yet another sex marathon. The further along my pregnancy I got, the more adventurous we had to get in the bedroom.
    “Hi again, Savannah. As always, it’s a pleasure.” Chelsea, wearing red patent stripper heels, took a step towards me and glared at me.
    “Don’t fucking talk to her, Chelsea,” Tate demanded from across the room.
    I protectively wrapped my arms around myself as I stared at Mr. Davenport for answers. Why the fuck was she here? Instantly, my walls went up as the feeling of betrayal etched within me. I refused to be hurt again; I refused to let this bitch cause any more drama in my life. Both Tate and Mr. Davenport knew how much I despised Chelsea, but still here she was, at one of my safe places, wearing jeans that were a size too small and a shirt that was barely holding in her overinflated fake boobs, looking like a two-dollar hooker. The moment my eyes landed on Chelsea, a torrent of flashbacks hit me. The visuals of her riding Tate made vomit rise from the pits of my stomach and threaten to spill out over the plush carpet of the boardroom.
    “Does someone want to explain what the hell is happening because I am about to walk out of this room if I don’t get answers.” My words spat out with venom while my eyes threw daggers across the room at her. The smirk that painted her lips only fueled my fire.
    “Savannah, can I have a word?” Mr. Davenport’s strong voice boomed beside me.
    Oh yeah. Leave Tate and Chelsea in a room together, on their own. Nice thinking, Einstein.
    I followed Mr. Davenport out into the open floor plan of the Beautify office. Thankfully we moved just outside of the glass wall of the boardroom so I could still watch her like a hawk. Tate stood on one side of the room, his face buried in his iPhone. He didn’t acknowledge anything she was saying to him. I couldn’t help but feel my ego shoot through the roof. That’s right, bitch. He is mine.
    “So are you going to fill me in? Why the hell is she here? Why is Tate here? You know I want to scratch her eyeballs out and feed them to her.”
    “Yes I am very much aware of your wanted acts of violence towards her, but she is under contract with Beautify London and for some fucked-up reason that means I have to play nice with her. She is the feature model in the lingerie photo shoot next week.”
    “I refuse to work on the shoot.”
    “You are running the shoot.”
    He has got to be kidding me. I would rather punch myself in the face than be anywhere near her. “I’d rather quit.”
    “You are such a drama queen. You are running the shoot and you are going to excel at it. This is your time, Savannah. What I am about to say is me being your family and not your boss, so listen carefully and make it known that I will deny everything if it comes out.” He looked around and leaned in close to me. “You have FULL control of this shoot. One wrong move and she is out, and I don’t mean just this shoot. She will never work with Beautify again, and we are the biggest magazine around at the moment. She may think that her shit doesn’t stink but you have the brains, the means, and the retaliation. Just make sure you are professional while you do it.”
    “So I can’t punch her in the face?”
    “Let me check with our lawyers.” Mr. Davenport winked at me and ushered me back into the boardroom without answering my question.
    Tate looked up the moment I walked into boardroom and rushed across to me with pleading eyes. His hand grabbed mine and pulled me close enough that my senses were overcome by his scent. My eyes closed briefly as I became lost in delight and memories of

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