Page 8 of Illusion of Loving


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I almost choke on my food. “God no, Ru is fine.” The last thing I need is to hear her call me ‘sir’ or ‘mister’ again. I need to get laid soon, not having sex for a while, it’s fucking with my mind.

“Got it.” She says finishing off her food.

After breakfast, we get in my car and drive to Young Ensemble. I get welcomed in by numerous people before I get to my office. Taurus walks quickly into the office behind me. She then sits on one of the chairs in front of my desk.

A knock comes on my door, and I know Bryn is on the other side of it. Bryn is the person I trust to run things when I am away. He oversees picking out prominent designers. “Taurus this is Bryn, he has an amazing eye for designers. You will be shadowing him for a week, starting today.” I explain.

Bryn and Taurus greet each other, and I send Bryn back into his office, while I figure out a schedule for Taurus.

The phone rings and my assistant carefully whispers, “Greyson is here to see you, he says it’s an emergency. I know you have someone with you now.”

Why is Greyson here? “Tell him to wait, please.” I say, hanging up the phone.

“What?” Taurus asks.

“Greyson is here.” I calmly announce.

Her eyes close and she inhales deeply. I get another call. “Yes, Jamie?” I groan.

“Sir, Greyson is coming up he refused to wait. Apologies sir.” She says apologetically.

Why does he never have any patience? “That’s fine. Thank you, Jamie.” I hang up and look at Taurus. “He’s coming, you need to hide, now.”

Taurus

Of course, he’s here. I hear a knock on the door and panic, deciding to hide under Ru’s desk. I could hear footsteps approaching. “Greyson, what happened?” Ru asks sincerely.

I can hear a fidgeting foot tap on the floor. “Taurus’s house burned down! And I don’t even know if she’s okay because she blocked me on everything. She doesn’t have friends, so there’s no one for me to reach out to. I am freaking out that she’s dead, but they would have said it in the news, right?!” Greyson shouts.

Ru gets up from his desk. “She must be fine. They would have reported it if she died.”

I hate him and everything, but not letting him know I am alive would be wrong. On the other hand, how is it my responsibility to soothe his feelings, when he fucked my mother at our engagement party after telling me he could not wait for me to be his wife?! I am tired of being the bigger person. Fuck him! You suffer from the thought of mepossiblybeing dead, maybe if you didn’t sleep with my mother, we would be together, and you would always know how and where I am. We would have been trying for a baby this year…

Tears stream from my face. I hate him so much; I want him to suffer. Yet, I still love him. How pathetic am I? Why did he do this to us? Why was I not enough?

“If you want me to hire a PI to find her I will,” Ru says. He didn’t sell me out. I thought he would break hearing his son cry.

“Please, Dad, find her. I can’t live knowing she’s dead. I love her, I love her so fucking much it hurts. I fucked up, but if she is alive, I will get her back. I swear I will. I will spend the rest of my life chasing after her if I have to.” Greyson says as he stops crying.

“I will never go back to you.” I think to myself. I will never again be hurt by Greyson or my mother. I would not be surprised if they were still fucking.

After a few comforting words, Greyson left Ru’s office. Ru gets down on his knees and gives me a sullen look. His warm hand caresses my cheek, wiping away my tears. “I…I…I hate him.” I cry out.

Ru pulls me from under the desk and into his arms. I inhale the freshness from his body. His hand rubs my head, while his other hand is tight around my waist. It feels like he would never let me go and that is a feeling foreign to me.

I pull my head from his shoulder and his warm brown eyes gaze into mine. He rests his head on my forehead. “Breathe.” He softly orders. Then he inhales and exhales with me. “That’s good. You’re doing great.” He reassures.

I pull away from him. “Fuck, I just need to get laid. I need to get over him already. Excuse my language, but I just need a good fuck.” I groaned, wiping the rest of my tears away.

Ru laughs, “I was just thinking the same thing. We should find each other dates.”

I smile and hold out my hand, “You got a deal.”

After getting myself cleaned up, I spend the day with Bryn. He was a bit strict but knew his shit. I watched him talk about a gown he was working on that looked more abstract than anything else. Being in his presence filled my head with an abundance of ideas.

“Taurus, we are coming out with a new collection. I want to see your take on it. I want to see you sketch something up for me by the end of the week.”

A sketch? What is he looking for? It does not matter. My art is mine and mine alone. If he doesn’t like it, I must stay strong and move forward.

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