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Charlz
That’s just mean. Does he have a brother?
Me
Don’t tell me you’re not meeting hot British guys all over the place
Charlz
I’ve been too busy working. London is crazy expensive
Me
I’ll text you the deets on Monday, Kay? I’d love to catch up
Charlz
I’d love that too. And tell Ari. You’ll feel better getting it off your chest
Me
K. Be good
Charlz
I can’t promise anything
I smile as I sink back into my chair.
I’ve been picking Morgan’s brain all day and writing everything down in a book.
She’s amazing to watch and I’m just glad that I get to learn from someone so experienced. She’s a tough cookie, but also reasonable, and we get along.
Johans was hanging around a little bit and Morgan told me he was a major player.
No wonder Khristian was growling the other night at dinner. He’s possessive. Which is something I never really had to think about in other relationships.
Khristian is the most alpha man I’ve ever met.
Everything with him feels like the first time. Like he switched a light on inside me when we met. To think I got on my knees… on the boardroom table… while at work…
I have definitely stepped out of my comfort zone, and it’s taken my mind off having to deal with my mom. She’s been trying to call me again but I won’t upset myself at work.
My lawyer, who luckily is a friend of mine, said not to converse with her until we have a court date, so I’m in two minds. I guess I have buried my head in the clouds lately.
Every time I try to feel one ounce of happiness, it’s like she rears her ugly head to ruin it all.
I don’t know why she can’t just leave me alone. I didn’t do anything wrong, and instead of trying to hash it out, she wants to sue me? Essentially ruining me.
Maybe it's her own guilt because she was a shitty Mom and wife, or the fact that she didn’t deserve a man like the one she lost and didn’t appreciate, but I just don’t want to deal with her or her petty shit. I want to be blissfully unaware of anything this weekend. I need to get my ducks in a row and let Ariana know what’s happening.
Before I leave work and head home, Doris calls me into Khristian’s office.
I frown and my heart hammers in my chest.
Maybe she knows about us and she’s going to confront me? It doesn’t seem like Doris’s style, but as she’s been busy all day dealing with HR after Khristian fired everyone; she’s had a bit on her plate.
When I tentatively walk up the long corridor, I brace myself for backlash. Doris is sitting at Khristian’s desk, looking at his computer screen.
