The sitting room was empty, and the two big curtains covering the two windows were freely raving directionlessly, the sound heard was only of the hushing wind, and the lights seen came from the blue bulb which shone with a dying breath. 
   The cushion chairs were old and tattered and really needed changing, but no one was going to change that and I was sitting on one.
  The momentary crackles of the ceiling sent chills to the brain for alert in case it deemed it necessary to fall off.
   The squeaky door that led to the passage and other rooms bended one side and the crackled warnings of the floor with every single step made the room a living hazard.
  Only two portraits of my late Father that hung separately on the wall appreciated the living room. 
  I took a glass of water from the table beside me and emptied its contents completely in my mouth and gulped.  
 The temperature of the room wasn't accommodating at all so I did myself a favor. I reluctantly stood up from the chair and took some steps forward and found myself facing the standing fan. 
  I clicked the control and tuned it at the highest number, but it made more noise than it fulfilled its main purpose.
   I let out a sigh of frustration and lumped back to my seat and stared at the ceiling until a woman, about six feet tall with slender shoulders, and an unkept hair, and straight tall and strong legs that Interrupted the room's hard-earned tranquility intruded.
"Why are you still here?" She asked in a deep threatening deep voice. 
"Because I'm not going" I said hastily, being careful with the choice of my words. 
"Get your ass off there and go to work" her voice came again, this time sounding like a warning. 
"You didn't even ask me why I'm not going? I have college to attend to, Mom I said I'm not going" I protested carefully with a logical back up. 
  She threw me a mean and threatening look and I got out of the chair. 
"Fine" throwing my hands in the air and let it down frustratedly. 
"I could care less about your studies, I give you food, I try my best for you, and you want to pay me back with staying at home? What have I not done for you" 
"Huh? What have I done wrong now? You are always saying shit like this! All the damn time! I'm leaving your house for you, have a great day" I snarled and left the house, banging the innocent surviving door behind me.
  It didn't always go well with me and my Mom, ever since my Dad died, and we got bumped on this debt we couldn't pay back from my Dad's company, it was as if something that connected us both was broken, and can never be mended or replaced. And I hated it when she sounded like she was being maltreated or I was being an ungrateful daughter.
  I didn't even want to go to work that day. I didn't want to see that man that called himself my husband, my husband my foot, I wouldn't be in any mess if my Dad hadn't struck a deal to sell me to him if the money didn't get paid in time! How could he?
  I was still angry and in pain, and it didn't seem like I was going to calm down anytime soon. 
   All I wished for was the contract to be done with and I would finally be free from that womanizer. 
  I walked out from the neighborhood onto the street and put on my jacket.
   The road wasn't busy, it was very cool because the people who made it hot were workers who would start going to their different work places from 8:am, but it was 11:am and there was no one going to work at that time. 
  I didn't even know when I crossed south street. And when I turned into a busy road, I dipped my hands inside my pocket and was happy with the fortune it actualized, which was enough to take a cab to work. I didn't have the strength to walk down to the firm.
  I stopped a Taxi along the way. 
"... Jones and sons" I said waiting for the man to open his door already so I could enter, but he stared at me for a moment with a look as if to say "I can't have a child like this" probably he thought I wasn't serious with my life, and wondered why I would be going to work at that time. 
"Yo you taking me there or not?" I wasn't even going to take it lightly with him, and I didn't care what he thought of me at that moment. 
  I heard the door click open and I stretched my hand and opened the door. When I entered I closed the door with a hard bang unknowingly and the driver resented me immediately. 
"Hey, watch it! You would pay if anything happens to that door" he yelled. 
  I was going to say sorry, but I had a far better thing to worry about. Finally, the Taxi had its stop and I gave the man a bill and walked out without even taking my change. 
  I stealthily walked past the front desk receptionist office and made sure no worker would see me because I came very late and I might be sacked; kidding, my husband owned the company. 
  I hurriedly climbed up the stairs. Even though it was a classic skyscraper, my office was in the middle flat, where the CEO himself resided. 
   Taking the steps was a lot of work and would be taking up a lot of time too, so I just walked into the elevator. 
    Jones made sure I was near him and that was why my office was right beside his, even when it was unusual for a college intern. It had to be real, but he knew for a fact that we didn't get along. 
    All Jones cared about was making out, he didn't love me and I couldn't bring myself to love him either. 
    However, I was going to give us a chance and that day happened to be today. I was going to fully submit to him and persevere even though it wasn't going to be easy. 
    How could it be easy when he had numerous mistresses? 
  I checked very well to see if there was anyone lingering around the hallway, and luckily, there was none.   
  When I passed through the interns window I noticed how they all looked at me, and they wouldn't stop murmuring. 
   Before I stepped my foot into the office, I made sure I looked gracious, great, mean and angry, at least a bit, although I was super weak, but just enough for anyone to not get in my way. 
    The Interns office was a huge and magnificent room and everyone had their own separate space. 
    I was a business administration intern and worked with the company's managers and every other intern thought I was special, but it was just one of the perks of the contract, only if they knew what kind of hell existed in there for me.
  I happened to glance at Halen's face and it was blank of course, and I noticed the eye contacts she made with her friends. I wished they would come at me already because I was ready for them. 
   Halen was my number one enemy, although I wasn't really sure why, but we can bottle it down to jealousy. How I wish we could swap places. 
  I took on my mood for as long as I could. And when the day's briefing started, somehow I was getting settled in. 
  However, I didn't want to forget it all, I couldn't just let it go. I had to strike back, and sure I was going to do it damn well.
   Halen and her coven of evil witches always picked on me, and one way or another I was planning to give them back a dose of their evil. 
  While the briefing lasted, although I looked like I gave it my undivided attention, it was only a cover up. 
   All the time I was on alert, so that I would know firsthand whatever they were planning, and I made the best use of my eyes and ears. 
  When the briefing was over, I discovered that I didn't grab an inch of what the supervisors said. I didn't care that much anyways.
    I had three officemates who did the most wicked thing to me and were probably looking forward to more, so yes. I had so much more to worry about. 
    "Arianne Hobbs?" A voice came in moments later. 
    "Yes?" I answered one of the CEO's secretary abruptly, I knew what it was about… 
   "Mr Jones request's your presence" she said and walked away. I avoided any eye contact, looking at anyone's face would make me feel awkward, but as usual, I was going to meet the CEO in his office. 
   I made haste and walked closely behind her; Mr Jones doesn't like being kept waiting. 
   She motioned to open the door once we stepped into his office corridor and I stopped her.
    "No, don't worry, Lucia." 
    "You sure? Ma'am?" She asked with a smile; we got along well ever since she knew that I was the CEO's wife, or rather, secret wife. 
    "Come on, stop with the ma'am thingy, call me by my name'' she nodded her head with a smile and left me to open the door.
    Sitting on an executive chair was a man on black suit, yielding a golden watch on his wrist with finely styled black hair.
   He had broad shoulders, with a pair of sexy brown eyes, a pointed nose, and a perfectly shaved thin mustache before an insanely chiseled jawline, propped under with handsome beards.
   His lips were full saucy, a gracious man to look upon, hot and irresistible, yet he made me feel weak and undeserving. 
    He let out a smile and my heart gushed at what was coming next "Hello, Arianne…" his voice had this kind of strength and power, that alone was hot, but he didn't treat me right. 
    I took a sit and returned the smile. He opened his drawer and brought out a wine and two wine glasses from his cabinet. 
    "You came late today, why?" He asked, filling the cups. I was a bit nervous and debated on wether I should tell him the truth or not. 
    "I didn't even want to come…" I said with a gulp. 
   He stopped filling the glasses and looked at me. "Why, my love?"
   "I don't even get paid—" 
  "You dare complain? Do you know how much your father owed? Millions of dollars, and unless you're ready to pay, don't com—" 
    "So it's all about money now? Is it? What about us, doesn't it mean anything to you?" My lips were begining to frail, I wasn't so strong and I couldn't even face him strongly, it seemed like whenever I was with him, I lose myself to him. 
    He chuckled, handed me over a glass of wine and stood… he walked behind me and placed his two hands on my shoulders, bending down to drop a whisper in my ear. 
    "You wonder if I love you, don't you? I do" he planted a kiss on my cheeks which made me smile a bit, but hidden enough. 
    He went back to his chair and just before then I saw a pair of undies on the side of his chair. 
    I gasped. "Oh my God, is there really no change for you? You say you love me but you cheat on me with other ladies?! How am I supposed to deal with that, Matt?" 
   I was beginning to shed tears, couldn't wait any longer. "All the time I cry just because of you, and it doesn't touch you, you don't love me!" I said wiping off my tears with my hands. 
    He took a sip from his glass cup. "You're mine, so it's your body. Why do you resist? Until then, a man has needs" He said confidently. 
   "Because…" I was going to let it all out, tell him what a jerk he is, but I couldn't, he wasn't one to be messed with. Matt hated being disrespected or intimidated in anyway. 
    "You know what… " I sobbed, Cleared my face "I would rather give another man my body!" 
   "I would kill any man that touches you" he said with a light smile.
  "You wouldn't give me happiness, and you don't want me to get happiness from somewhere else, what kind of a man are you?" 
    "No, Arianne, don't you dare question my authority." 
   I ignored his words. "I'm a woman, I have needs too." 
   "Come live with me, but you won't. I will make you a queen, give you all you want and—" 
   "You mean make me your sex slave?" 
  His facial expression changed, and he would do anything rash in that mood. "Get out of my office, Arianne. Come back when you're sane" 
    I chuckled as tears drained down my cheeks. "You're now calling me insane?" I stood up and reached for the door, leaving his office at once.
   And I sobbed all the way home.