Kelly, will be in touch to arrange a meeting with you both,” I reply, switching my eyes back to the menu.
“I’m going to quickly nip to the loo,” I hear Libby mumbling to Daniel a few seconds later.
My menu finds its way back on the table as I watch their exchange. Libby places her hand on Daniel’s shoulder and squeezes gently. In return, he offers her a sweet smile and a brief caress of his fingers against the curve of her waist.
“Lib—Sorry, Elizabeth,” he calls out after she’s walked away. “Do you want me to order for you?”
Well, this was completely unexpected.
It looks as if our Libby and Daniel might have something going on. Honestly, I’m surprised. He’s not the type of guy I thought she’d go for, not that I have any right to judge.
Leaning back in my chair, I cross my arms over my chest and look at Daniel. While he’s too busy watching Libby’s legs disappear toward the toilet, I take my opportunity and look at him a little closer.
He’s blonde and I’m brown.
He’s got green eyes and mine are hazel.
We are complete opposites. Even his build is different to mine. One of my quads alone is probably double the size of his put together. The bloke is a fucking pansy. Why would Libby be interested in someone like this?
“Don’t jump to conclusions,” Benedict mutters, clearly reading the expression on my face.
I grit my teeth. “How can I not?” This fucking plan just got way harder than it already was. Not only am I a bastard, but now I’m a bastard that stoops as low as stealing another man’s girlfriend.
“They could just be close work colleagues for all you know.” Benedict tries to reassure me, but I’m too busy sinking in my own vile pit of jealousy.
The bitch actually moved on and found somebody else. It’s obvious in her world nobody else matters. She’s only looking out for herself ... just like she always did.
Fuck the fact I’ve been living in a virtual hell for seven long fucking years after she stabbed me in the back and left. The pulse in my neck throbs and I fear it’s about to explode. I’m getting worked up the more I think about it. This bitch didn’t give a shit about me, ever.
It’s time for the lessons in this game to begin. She needs to learn what happens when you fuck around with people. My plan is solidified. Libby’s going to regret the day she fucked me over. I’m going to break every little piece of her until there’s nothing left but an empty shell.
FIVE
I’ve tried to read this new proposal at least five times in the last hour, but I just can’t concentrate. My mind keeps shifting back to yesterday and seeing Libby.
The damn girl looked much better than expected. I wanted her to look haggard, but instead disappointment festers in my gut at how fresh and happy she seemed, of course until her eyes locked with mine.
But it still pisses me the hell off. She doesn’t deserve to be doing well. Well, I take that back, because she’s got a good business brain on her, at least. But as for the fucking pansy bloke she’s stringing along ...
“Knock! Knock!” Sean sticks his head inside my office, notices I’m not on the phone and comes barging in. As usual, he’s got his damn phone glued to his hand and he takes a seat in front of my desk. “So, what happened yesterday with the meeting? Benedict told me you lost your shit. What the hell happened?” He’s looking at me seriously, not an element of humour in his voice at all.
“Watch your fucking tone,” I snap, putting down the paper. “And nothing happened. It went smoothly.” There was no point telling him about the battle I had with Libby. That’s between the two of us, and only adding fuel to the fire.
Sean smirks. “Someone’s being a bit touchy. I take it you met Daniel then?”
“Yes.”
“Nice bloke, right?”
“What’s your point?”
“I think he’s punching above his weight.”
A chuckle escapes my lips. “With Libby? Of course he fucking is. I
“I’m going to quickly nip to the loo,” I hear Libby mumbling to Daniel a few seconds later.
My menu finds its way back on the table as I watch their exchange. Libby places her hand on Daniel’s shoulder and squeezes gently. In return, he offers her a sweet smile and a brief caress of his fingers against the curve of her waist.
“Lib—Sorry, Elizabeth,” he calls out after she’s walked away. “Do you want me to order for you?”
Well, this was completely unexpected.
It looks as if our Libby and Daniel might have something going on. Honestly, I’m surprised. He’s not the type of guy I thought she’d go for, not that I have any right to judge.
Leaning back in my chair, I cross my arms over my chest and look at Daniel. While he’s too busy watching Libby’s legs disappear toward the toilet, I take my opportunity and look at him a little closer.
He’s blonde and I’m brown.
He’s got green eyes and mine are hazel.
We are complete opposites. Even his build is different to mine. One of my quads alone is probably double the size of his put together. The bloke is a fucking pansy. Why would Libby be interested in someone like this?
“Don’t jump to conclusions,” Benedict mutters, clearly reading the expression on my face.
I grit my teeth. “How can I not?” This fucking plan just got way harder than it already was. Not only am I a bastard, but now I’m a bastard that stoops as low as stealing another man’s girlfriend.
“They could just be close work colleagues for all you know.” Benedict tries to reassure me, but I’m too busy sinking in my own vile pit of jealousy.
The bitch actually moved on and found somebody else. It’s obvious in her world nobody else matters. She’s only looking out for herself ... just like she always did.
Fuck the fact I’ve been living in a virtual hell for seven long fucking years after she stabbed me in the back and left. The pulse in my neck throbs and I fear it’s about to explode. I’m getting worked up the more I think about it. This bitch didn’t give a shit about me, ever.
It’s time for the lessons in this game to begin. She needs to learn what happens when you fuck around with people. My plan is solidified. Libby’s going to regret the day she fucked me over. I’m going to break every little piece of her until there’s nothing left but an empty shell.
FIVE
I’ve tried to read this new proposal at least five times in the last hour, but I just can’t concentrate. My mind keeps shifting back to yesterday and seeing Libby.
The damn girl looked much better than expected. I wanted her to look haggard, but instead disappointment festers in my gut at how fresh and happy she seemed, of course until her eyes locked with mine.
But it still pisses me the hell off. She doesn’t deserve to be doing well. Well, I take that back, because she’s got a good business brain on her, at least. But as for the fucking pansy bloke she’s stringing along ...
“Knock! Knock!” Sean sticks his head inside my office, notices I’m not on the phone and comes barging in. As usual, he’s got his damn phone glued to his hand and he takes a seat in front of my desk. “So, what happened yesterday with the meeting? Benedict told me you lost your shit. What the hell happened?” He’s looking at me seriously, not an element of humour in his voice at all.
“Watch your fucking tone,” I snap, putting down the paper. “And nothing happened. It went smoothly.” There was no point telling him about the battle I had with Libby. That’s between the two of us, and only adding fuel to the fire.
Sean smirks. “Someone’s being a bit touchy. I take it you met Daniel then?”
“Yes.”
“Nice bloke, right?”
“What’s your point?”
“I think he’s punching above his weight.”
A chuckle escapes my lips. “With Libby? Of course he fucking is. I
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