Chapter 7
Thane’s pov
As I pulled into the driveway, Melissa’s enraged voice echoed from the entrance of my mansion.
The fucking entrance! God, she’s loud.
For a moment, I briefly considered going back to me car, putting my car in reverse to get the fuck away from her.
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Chill, man, you just postponed your wedding; any woman would be upset. You just have to calm her down ” I remind myself as I
walk in.
Most of the staff’s scurry in and out of my room, exchanging hushed whispers and nervous glances. When I walk in, I find Melissa
frantically packing clothes, makeup, and other belongings. Some were scattered haphazardly on the floor, I even nearly stepped
on her hair dryer. The bedside mirror had a large crack in the middle, with some pieces of shattered glass on the floor. I would
have to avoid stepping on those too. I wonder what she must have thrown at it, hopefully not any of my stuff.
She came to a standstill when she saw me walk in, her face beet–red with rage.
“You had no right to postpone my wedding, Thane. No. Bloody. Right!” She bellowed, her voice echoing off the walls.
She threw one of her luxury bags at me but I didn’t flinch, which only seemed to anger her further.
“It’s our wedding, Melissa, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you first, but right now, I have a lot going on at work, and I think we still
need more time. ” I say.
Melissa’s blue eyes blazed with fury
“Time? Did you say time? Thane, We have known each other for years and would have been married a long time ago if not for
that thing your father forced you to marry.” She spat
“Don’t you call her a thing?” My voice dropped low, there was a warning edge to it. Melissa’s forehead wrinkled in confusion.
“Last time I checked, you hated her. ” She studied me quietly and when I don’t respond, she continues.
“Thane, our wedding is supposed to happen in six weeks, but since you decide to act like a confused teenager and postpone it, when is it going to be? Two months? Three?”
I shrugged ” Till further notice. ”
Melissa froze like she’s been poured a bucket of ice–cold water.
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Melissa, the truth is, we still need to work on ourselves. Let’s not rush things yet.
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The words felt foreign coming out of my mouth. I’ve never doubted my intentions to marry Melissa, but after today’s meeting
with Andera, something shifted inside of me.
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My focus right now is to demystify this new Andera. Every other thing, Melissa included, is less important.
Melissa’s face paled as she threw the last of her belongings in and zipped her bag.
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“I think we need some space, Thane. Figure out whatever bullshit you need to but, mind you, I am not going to sit around waiting
for you forever. I have a lot of other options.
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Her words didn’t move me, which is disturbing, really; my bride–to–be is leaving my home, threatening me about her ‘options‘,
and I’m unfazed about it. Yeah, something is wrong inside me.
She rolls her bag away and hisses sharply when I move from the door to give her passage. I remain immobile until I can’t hear her
footsteps anymore.
I’m surprised by my nonchalance. It’s as though nothing happened today. I sat in my home office, going through the proposal
from Auraspire Energies again.
I checked out the company’s goals and how their renewable energy sources could help the people of Seattle. The fact that it is
owned by Andera fills me with pride, but it’s mixed with anger and sadness for reasons I couldn’t quite understand.
Her picture pops up on the company’s website, and soon, I’m lost, staring at her hazel eyes.
My curiosity gets the better of me. I take out my phone to search for her socials. When I do find it, I scrolled through her page. It
feels like being punched in the gut when I stare at her pictures. I wonder why I’m only appreciating her beauty now, I shouldn’t
even be doing this. Stalking my ex–wife on social media. It’s…. Creepy.
“What is wrong with you? Get a grip of yourself, man! “I mutter
I’m about to keep my phone when I see another picture of Andera that nearly has my eyes popping out of their sockets.
She is at a beach, smiling at the camera, wearing a bathing suit that outlines her every curve, her hazel eyes twinkling with pure
happiness while her hair flows in loose waves.
How is it possible for one to transform this much in just five years?
I’m so deeply enraptured by the breathtaking picture that I pay no attention to the chime of a notification sound. I let my fingers
trace her face on the screen, a good sensation coming down on me.
How is it that I’m currently craving to do something I took for granted?
I don’t think there’s anything more I want to do now than cup that pretty face with my hands and ravish that pink, down–turned
lip till it’s swollen from……
Christ!
What the actual fuck is wrong with me?
When I finally pull my eyes away, my heart skips a beat. I had accidentally liked the pic. I just barely undo my reaction when I’m
sent another notification
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Andera Campbell just blocked me.
She fucking blocked me. Me!
“Fuck!” I curse
Embarrassment momentarily hits me but it’s quickly replaced by anger
“How dare she do that?” I growl. Standing up from my chair so hard that it flew backward.
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She has some nerves, now doesn’t she?” I raged to no one in particular.
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Of course, I have a right to look her up; we’re business partners. Just because she’s now a CEO, she thinks she can block me?
And there I stood, seething with indignation, and an idea came to my head, a smile crept up my lips.
I searched for the email from Auraspire Energies, and as I expected, Andera’s number was in it.
I copy the number and my fingers fly over my keyboard. When I was done typing, I hovered over the send button.
Should I do this? Do I need to be this petty? I contemplated within me.
I exhaled and made my decision.
