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“Power might not be what you need. Knight is used to fighting people with power, so you have to find something else to work with. I don’t know what that is, but there must be something.”
I haven’t, andwon’t, tell her that I already tried that angle by working with stupid attraction. Actually, scratch that—it’s me who’s stupid to think that plan would have worked.
The indecent events of that night have been sealed away in the back of my mind along with the night I first met Knight. I won’t be revealing the humiliating details of either encounter to anyone. Especially Madison. Confirming my attraction to my Hades when I know she already suspects it, will only make everything worse.
“Knight’s plans and reluctance to listen to you just feel mean spirited to me,” Madison continues. “God knows his net worth this week. I can’t see why he won’t allow you this one thing, given it meant so much to your mother. And you. I don’t want you to let go of something you want and get more hurt in the process.”
I fear the same thing will happen to me. “I’d love nothing more than to fight him tooth and nail.”
“Then do it. When you start working forPeople, you won’t have time to worry about this.”
I chuckle. “When?”
“Yes,when.” Her smile returns to the radiance it was moments ago.
“Alright. I just need to get through the next few weeks, though. It’s going to be hard. I mean the marriage.” And all the parts about marrying a man who has no love for me. It was going to be the same with Nathan, but for some reason, with Knight, it feels different.More hurtful. Probably because I didn’t start off hating him.
The shadow of worry touches Madison’s face. “I have faith you can do that too, and it will all be over before you can blink.”
My next thought stalls in my mind when Denise comes in carrying a tray of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
Denise is my favorite person in this house. She’s been a mother hen to me over the last few weeks and has gone above board to make sure that I’m okay.
She’s sixty and has two daughters who are in their early thirties but her trendy dress sense and youthful personality makes her appear much, much younger.
Today she has her long brown hair in a high ponytail which shows off her cheekbones, and she’s wearing a cute mid-length summer dress. She is the balance to all the other staff here who are always in business mode.
“I heard laughter, so I thought it was time to bring out these babies.” Denise beams with pride, setting the tray down on the little table next to us.
“Yummy.” Madison licks her lips at the glorious sight of the delicious looking cookies.
“You’re the best, Denise,” I tell her with the deepest gratitude. The one thing I have loved about being here is her delicious meals and continuous spoilage of chocolate everything.
“I love baking for you girls.” Denise clasps her hands together and gives us a radiant smile.
“We love your baking too.” Madison is already diving into the cookies.
“Looks like I came out at the right time. Do you girls need anything else?” The question is addressed to Madison and I, but Denise looks at me specifically.
“This is great.” I smile back, doing my best to look like I’m fine. I don’t want her to think I’m freaking out about the wedding—although I am,again—and more importantly, I don’t want to give her anything to report back to Knight.
I trust that she’s been genuine toward me, but I have to remember that she works for Knight and is basically second in command to Claude.
“Okay, there’s more cookies in the kitchen if you finish these and want more.”
“Thank you so much.”
As Denise leaves us, Chelle saunters in not a second later, stealing the warmth Denise left behind with the coldness of winter.
She has her phone balanced between her shoulder and the crook of her neck while a Prada shopping bag dangles from her arm.
Madison instantly wrinkles her nose and cuts me a withered stare. She developed her own dislike for Chelle all by herself. I didn’t need to say a word.
I think Chelle must thrive on the horrid effect she has on people.
She stops by the wicker sofa, sets down the bag, and taps one studded Louboutin heel on the floor while she continues her conversation.
“Knight, baby, you know I always deliver,” she chortles, her voice heavy with seduction.
