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I knew there&#039;s something between my husband and my bestie, once my bestie.<br /> “I want you, baby girl. Just you and only you. I never want you to second guess yourself or your place in my life. Halloway doesn’t matter to me like you do. You’re my number one priority, Mira. You are mine. All mine. Only mine. Don’t you ever doubt that.”<br /> “I cannot spent forever with someone who doesn’t love me. Mason.”<br /> ******** <br /> MIRA (PRESENT)<br /> My heart thuds wantonly at the thought of seeing Mason again. In the space of one year and a few months, Mason Lachlan has completely taken over every facet of my life.<br /> I am really beginning to think that New York City’s most dangerous billionaire is obsessed with me, but I can’t complain because I am just as obsessed with the hot hunk of a man.<br /> He took my life by storm and now I cannot imagine living without him. I am that far gone.<br /> We pass through the gleaming marble hallway and finally arrive at a door marked, CEO.<br /> “Wait here, miss.”<br /> I nod quietly while Darth knocks once and pulls the door open. I’m about to go through my documents for the umpteenth time when Darth reappears, his face set in hard lines.<br /> “I think we should go, miss. You can see the boss another time.”<br /> Confused, I narrow my eyes at him.<br /> “What do you mean? Why?”<br /> Darth grabs my arm, trying to steer me back into the elevator and my pulse thunders with anxiety. Something’s wrong. Darth never touches me. Something just spooked him.<br /> “Darth, what is going on?” I ask him, my voice slightly shaky.<br /> He shakes his head quickly and my worry gradually morphs into annoyance.<br /> “Well, if you’re not going to tell me, then I’ll just have to see for myself.”<br /> I try to fee myself from his grip but he holds on tighter.<br /> “You do not want to go in there, miss.”<br /> I wrench my arm free with much difficulty and March into Mason’s office with a thundering heartbeat. Before I even step in, the sounds that filter through the half open doorway has me freezing in my tracks.<br /> I hear a muffled, girly giggle, then,<br /> “Oh, Mason. Stop! You have to focus.” The owner of that voice doesn’t sound like she wants Mason to stop whatever he’s doing to her nor focus.<br /> A sharp pang slices through my heart as I listen harder. When I hear nothing for the next five seconds, I heave an angry breath and push the door open.<br /> The sight that greets me has anger shooting through my bloodstream.<br /> Standing beside Mason with her boobs nearly spilling out of the tight bodice of her top is none other than Halloway Stephens, my most dangerous rival and Mason’s self acclaimed best friend.<br /> Fuming, I take in her fingers on Mason’s arm and the lazy smile on his face and little pinpricks of jealousy pierce my already heated skin.<br /> “What t is going on here?”<br /> At the sound of my voice, Mason and Halloway come apart immediately. Upon seeing me, Halloway’s catty green eyes light like the cat that got the cream.<br /> Mason’s fiery gray gaze pins me in place by the door.<br /> “I asked a question.” I insist as I grab the door to maintain my balance.<br /> Halloway’s fingers find their way back to Mason’s shoulders and she stares me down.<br /> “Mason and I are working. Why don’t you wait until you actually get invited in.”<br /> I stare at her incredulously. The conniving bimbo.<br /> “It didn’t look like you were working when half your boobs were in his face.”<br /> Halloway opens her mouth, no doubt to reply with an aggressive come back, but Mason’s authoritative voice fills the room.<br /> “Shut up, both of you.”<br /> My body literally trembles with rage and jealousy, so I do the only logical thing that comes to mind.<br /> I walk out…or at least I try to. I don’t even get to the door when Mason’s voice stops me.<br /> “Where do you think you’re going, Mira?”<br /> I whip my head in his direction, my eyes glinting.<br /> “I’m giving you both some privacy so you can continue ‘working.’’ I retort sharply.<br /> Just then, Darth walks in and Mason spears him with a harsh glare.<br /> “Why did you let her in here without informing me first?”<br /> “Well, thank God he did!” I screech.<br /> I try to leave again but Mason thunders,<br /> “Don’t let her past that door, Darth.”<br /> “Yes, sir.”<br /> To my horror, Darth moves to the office’s entrance and blocks it with his muscled body.<br /> “Who’s side are you on, Darth? Let me out right now.”<br /> Darth shakes his head.<br /> “I’m sorry, miss Fernandez. Boss’ orders.”<br /> “Well, to inferno with your boss!” .<br /> A part of me is probably aware that I’m overreacting, but I couldn’t care less at this point.<br /> While I’m still trying to argue with Darth, I sense a dark presence behind me. Before I can put out any form of resistance, a strong hand whips out and grabs my arm in a manacled grip, slamming me against a hard brick wall of a chest.<br /> A surprised shriek escapes me as Mason spins me in his arms, trapping me against him with his muscled arm bound around my waist. His beautiful grey eyes are dark and cold with annoyance, but they still manage to burn a fiery path straight to my soul.<br /> “How many times have I told you never to walk out on me, princess. How many times?” He asks, his voice a low growl.<br /> It takes me a second to distract myself from the hot column of his throat to the reason for my anger.<br /> “Let go of me, Mason.”<br /> “That will never happen. Deal with it.”<br /> I huff then proceed to try and free myself from his grip. After three minutes of futile struggling, I give up.<br /> To my absolute horror, Mason lowers his face against my neck, his hot breath against my skin playing havoc on my senses.<br /> Focus on your anger, Mira! My subconscious screams.<br /> “Always fighting.” He whispers against me. “My little hellion.”<br /> I shut my eyes against the influx of emotions that assail me, momentarily forgetting that there are people in the room until Halloway’s fake baby voice breaks through my daze.<br /> “Mason, we need to wrap up the loose ends of this deal and send it out by today. Mira can wait until this is all over.”<br /> Halloway’s voice is like a douse of cold water against my desire. I stiffen in Mason’s arms and lean away from him.<br /> “Yes, Mason. Please go back to work. I’m leaving.”<br /> “Mira…” he warns, his voice dark.<br /> “Don’t Mira me!” I snap. “You’re always the one talking about exclusivity but your so-called best friend has your attention half of the time. I’m done, Mason.”<br /> Mason’s expression becomes cold, telling me without words that I am taking this too far. I couldn’t care less.<br /> He lets go of me and steps back, his intense gaze stripping me raw.<br /> “You think I and Halloway…?”<br /> I fold my arms and look away.<br /> “It looks like it.”<br /> For a moment, he says nothing. Then his icy voice fills the room.<br /> “Everybody out. Now.”<br /> “Gladly.” I huff, about to leave.<br /> “If you take one more step towards that door, I will hump you right here, right now so you can remember who you belong to.”<br /> I freeze, my cheeks reddening in embarrassment when I see the slight smile on Darth’s face before he vacates the room.<br /> Halloway walks to Mason in her obscenely tall heels and too short formal skirt and lays a hand on his shoulder. I feel my insides boil. I will break off those hands soon. Scout’s honour.<br /> “But, Mase,” she purrs. “What about the deal?”<br /> “Work will come later.” Mason says curtly. “I have more important matters to deal with.”<br /> Yes, bimbo.<br /> “Mason, you don’t have to…”<br /> “Leave, Halloway!” Mason thunders.<br /> She steps back at his harsh tone, surprise etched on her features. Then she lifts her head, spears me with her signature Queen B icy glare and sails out of the room, almost slamming into my shoulders in the process.<br /> When we’re alone in the room once more, Mason’s hot gaze roves over me. He settles on the edge of his glass desk, stretching his long legs out before him.<br /> God, he’s hot as sin. Perfectly chiselled jaw; the most beautifully intense grey eyes; wide, muscled chest and hair that’s great for grabbing during an climax…the man should be illegal.<br /> He should come with a warning label. Period.<br /> “Drama queen.” He mutters.<br /> I roll my eyes.<br /> “I was not the one with my best friend’s boobs almost in my mouth just now.”<br /> His eyes morph into a smoky gray mask and my pulse flutters in my throat.<br /> “Come here, baby girl.” He growls.<br /> My heart sings at the nickname but I stand my ground.<br /> “I’m late for my interview, Mason.”<br /> ---<br /> Then I lift my chin and vacate the room before I burst into tears.<br /> Darth shows me to the interviewer’s office. The brass name plate on the wall reads, “Manager.”<br /> My anxiety returns and I begin to sweat. I really need this job and I want to get it without Mason’s help.<br /> “You’ll do fine, miss.”<br /> I smile at Darth, grateful for his words of encouragement, then I push open the door and walk into the luxuriously furnished office.<br /> I take two steps and freeze…because seated behind the Manager’s table is non other than Halloway Stephens.<br /> LILY<br /> “You’re late.” She sneers.<br /> I look around the room, hoping fo find something that assures me that this office does not belong to her, but the high class blue curtains, luxurious paintings on the walls and even the Diamond studded mahogany desk all scream Halloway.<br /> I have no doubt that those are real diamonds and only a bimbo like Halloway Stephens would have real diamonds drilled into her office desk.<br /> “Sorry.” I say with a saccharine sweet tone. “I was caught up with important things.”<br /> She rocks on her swivel chair, her eyes almost burning a hole into my forehead.<br /> “In this company, we do not tolerate insubordination of any kind. Coming for your first interview almost an hour late automatically reduces your qualifications. We do not hire incompetent people.” She says with contempt.<br /> I begin to feel a stirring of annoyance but I tamp it down. Instead, I walk towards her and take the empty visitor’s seat.<br /> “Please accept my sincere apologies.” My voice lowers with “sincere” mockery.<br /> Halloway looks from the seat to me.<br /> “I do not remember asking you to seat. This is my office. I dictate the pace here.”<br /> I shake my head.<br /> “Honestly, Halloway, I wanted this interview to be conducted in a civilized manner but since you’re so intent on bringing out my Italian temper, I’ll ask you a question.”<br /> She merely raises a sassy brow at me.<br /> “Do you wannna know why I was late?”<br /> She rolls her eyes,<br /> “Save your useless stories…”<br /> “No, no. I promise you it’s good.” I cut in. “Someone gave me a very pleasant climax this morning. Kept me in bed for hours.” I’m pretty sure my eyes are twinkling right now.<br /> Halloway’s shakes her head, disgust evident in her gaze.<br /> “I’ve always known you were a bimbo. I have no idea what Mason sees in you. You’re just a two dimmed bimbo.”<br /> Oh. Am I? I smile once more.<br /> “But you haven’t even asked me who my man is.” I inquire, trying as much as possible to look innocent.<br /> Halloway waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.<br /> “Probably some hog you met on the street and followed home. I wouldn’t put that past you.”<br /> Oh, this will be good. I let out a mock gasp.<br /> “Why do you think so low of me? I didn’t actually meet him on the street. I met him at a club and he requested…no he demanded that I follow him home…”<br /> “Same thing. That is all bimbos like you are capable of doing.”<br /> I make a show of picking at my nails.<br /> “Oh. I didn’t know your best friend slept with bimbos.”<br /> In front of me, Halloway has gone completely still.<br /> “Wh-what did you say?”<br /> I face her squarely, dropping every bit of pretense and spearing her with a cold gaze.<br /> “Exactly what you heard. Hayley.” I mock. “Mason and I have been living together…and sleeping together for a long, long time. In fact, he wants us to be together for an indefinite period of time, and boy can he hump. I almost didn’t survive last night’s round of pleasure.”<br /> Halloway’s face slowly morphs from shock to anger. Her eyes narrow and she visibly begins to tremble.<br /> “You’re lying! It’s not true.”<br /> I lift my chin.<br /> “You can ask him about it. Our relationship is not hush hush or anything.”<br /> I have no idea how it happens. One minute Halloway is seated before me and the next, she leaps across the large table and grabs my neck in a chokehold.<br /> I flail wildly, desperately trying to dislodge her hands around my throat but she just squeezes harder.<br /> “Mason is mine, you bimbo!” She snarls. “You cannot just waltz in and take everything I’ve worked for. He’s mine! Mine!”<br /> I can barely breathe. The maniacal gleam in her eyes looks so awfully familiar. I’ve seen those eyes somewhere before but right now, my impending death makes it difficult to think clearly.<br /> “Die, bimbo! Just die!”<br /> A sound comes from down the hallway and within seconds, Halloway flies back across the table and settles in her seat.<br /> I fall against my chair, wheezing as I struggle to breathe in gulps of much needed air.<br /> She tried to kill me. The bimbo tried to kill me.<br /> “Are you guys done here?”<br /> I look up sharply. When my eyes meet Mason’s, I run across the room and into his already open arms. His eyes widen in alarm.<br /> “What’s wrong baby girl? What happened?”<br /> I claw desperately at my throat as I struggle to get the words out.<br /> “She…she..”<br /> Mason follows the direction of my outstreched hand then looks back at me with confusion.<br /> “What are you trying to tell me, Mira?”<br /> “She tried to kill me!” I finally cough out. “Halloway tried to kill me.”<br /> Mason goes completely still against me.<br /> “Oh, Mason. Is she okay?” Halloway’s fake baby voice filters through my panicked fog.<br /> I turn around and sure though, the bimbo is seated comfortably in her chair, looking every inch the flawless diva…not a hair out of place.<br /> “The interview was going on smoothly until she fell into some kind of panic attack and starting coughing. I had no idea what to do.”<br /> I would give anything to slap that fake concern off her face.<br /> “Mira, when did your panic attacks return?” Mason asks seriously.<br /> I give him an incredulous stare.<br /> “Are you honestly believing this bimbo over me? She tried to kill me. She tried to choke me…”<br /> Mason wraps his hands around me.<br /> “Calm down, baby girl. Calm down.”<br /> “No! If you did not come I would have been dead! She tried to kill me.”<br /> Halloway rises to her feet.<br /> “What is she talking about?” Her voice is shaky, almost as if she’s on the verge of tears.<br /> “Mason, how can she say that about me? I’ve never killed anyone before. Why would she accuse me of such a thing?”<br /> Her tears begin to fall and she wipes it off, perfecting her wrongfully accused victim role like a pro.<br /> I can only stare in horror.<br /> Mason’s arms tighten around me protectively, but he doesn’t look like he believes me one bit.<br /> “Mason, you have to believe me. This woman…”<br /> “You can check the CCTV cameras if you don’t believe me.”<br /> I freeze.<br /> I turn to find Halloway’s eyes still shimmering with fake tears…and solid confidence.<br /> What is she doing?<br /> “Yes. Yes, Mason. I swear, I’m not lying. You can check the cameras.”<br /> Mason’s gaze remains shuttered as he looks down at me.<br /> “You do realize that if the CCTV footage reveals nothing, you may have just accused Hayley wrongly of attempted murder.”<br /> “I don’t care!” I screech. “I’m not lying.”<br /> I try to move away from him but he tightens his arms around me, keeping me firmly against him.<br /> “You’re not going anywhere.” He growls.<br /> Then to Darth, he says,<br /> “Bring in the CCTV footage. Let’s settle this once and for all.”<br /> MIRA<br /> I watch with a rapidly beating heart as Darth produces the CCTV footage and a computer. Meanwhile, crocodile tears are still crawling down Halloway’s cheeks.<br /> I do not miss the evil looks she sends my way when Mason is not looking, of course. The bimbo is suffering from some kind of mental psychopathy issues. I can swear it.<br /> The tension in the room is nerve wracking as the footage begins to play out on the screen. When it gets to the point where I begin speaking, I lean in closer.<br /> “Go slower right here.” I tell Mason and he sets the video to play in slow motion.<br /> I can already see Halloway sweating in her designer outfit as the video gets closer and closer to the point where she nearly choked me to death.<br /> “Mason, I honestly don’t see the p-point of this. I didn’t do anything.” She stutters nervously.<br /> Mason glances at her.<br /> “Mira insists you did. I want to give her the benefit of doubt.”<br /> The video finally pinpoints on the scene where Halloway began to look upset. My fingers on the table tighten as we finally approach the highlight.<br /> It all happens in a blur.<br /> One second, I am watching the unravelling footage expectantly, and the next, I’m completely frozen and staring at the screen in horror, unable to believe my eyes.<br /> “No. Rewind the footage. Rewind the footage, Mason! It can’t be.”<br /> Mason turns to me, his eyes dark with disappointment. I push him away and hastily click the buttons that rewind the video, but the same scenes still play out.<br /> It appears that the scene where Halloway leaped across the table and almost killed me has been completely erased. The footage just skips to the point where she lets go of my throat and Mason comes into the office .<br /> I sink into the nearest available chair, utterly dumbfounded.<br /> “I swear she tried to choke me. The footage has been sabotaged.” I whisper, still trying to wrap my head around what I just watched.<br /> Halloway jumps to her feet and slams her hands on the table, startling out of me.<br /> “Enough of this nonsense! I’m sorry, Mason, I can tolerate all of Mira’s unwarranted past insults, but I will never tolerate wrong accusations. You and I both know that I would never hurt anyone, but you still went ahead to shame my reputation by requesting for the footage. Now that my innocence has been proven, I will not sit back and watch Mira continue to insult me.”<br /> “I’m sorry about all of this, Hayley…” Mason begins.<br /> I stare at him incredulously.<br /> “You’re sorry?! You’re sorry? This bimbo nearly killed me. She sabotaged the footage…”<br /> “Enough of this nonsense, Mira!” Mason thunders, stunning me to silence. “I allowed that video to be brought in because you looked really upset, but I will no longer stand for this drama. Enough!”<br /> Halloway gives me a mocking glare over Mason’s shoulder.<br /> Right now, I want to hurt her so much, the feeling is like a dangerous itch beneath my skin.<br /> “You should be grateful that you’re Mason’s woman, otherwise I would press charges against you for harassment and…”<br /> I do not wait for her to finish. Suddenly, I see red. My desire to claw the bimbo’s eyes out tears at me and I make a mad dash for her.<br /> I’m still struggling when a hand wraps around my throat once again, shutting off my air flow and stunning me to silence. My red haze clears long enough and I take in the furious grey eyes before me with hurt surprise.<br /> I claw at his hands, indicating that I cannot breathe;<br /> “Mason…” I whisper.<br /> Instead of letting go, his hands tighten around my throat and dizziness begins to set it in. But that isn’t what really hurts me.<br /> What hurts me is seeing that the disappointment and anger in Mason’s eyes are channelled at me. What really hurts is the fact that he vowed to protect me, but here he is supporting the one woman who almost killed me.<br /> “Sir, you’re hurting her. I would advise you to let her go to prevent any further damage.” Darth’s voice breaks through my fog.<br /> Mason lets go of me immediately, pushing me against Darth as if the mere thought of touching me is repulsive<br /> “Darth?” He growls, his eyes still pinning me in place.<br /> “Yes, sir.”<br /> “Take her to my office and keep her there until I return.”<br /> His icy stare chills me straight to my bones.<br /> I let go of my sore throat and spear him with an angry glare, tears stinging my eyes.<br /> “No, Darth. I do not want to be in the same building with people who tried to kill me. Take me home.”<br /> Mason’s eyes flash with a dark expression.<br /> “Do not disobey my orders, Darth. Do as I say.”<br /> “Come on, miss. Let’s go.”<br /> Darth grabs my arm gently and I watch with mounting hatred as Mason goes to Halloway, checking her body for injuries while I’m over here, hurting from the emotional and physical injuries he’s just caused me.<br /> Just as Darth is about to pull me out of the room, I cannot help but let him feel even a quarter of the hate burning in my heart.<br /> “You were supposed to protect me.” I say through my tears. Mason remains frozen to the spot at the sound of voice. “You promised to keep the enemies away, but there you are breaking all of your promises yet again.”<br /> Mason turns to me, his eyes as cold as ice, but I’m not done yet.<br /> “I hope you enjoy the enemy camp because I will prove that Halloway did try to strangle me in this office today if it is the last thing I do, and you will be sorry that you laid your hands on me because of her.”<br /> Then I push Darth out of the way and make for the elevators.<br /> When Mason comes searching for me in his office later on, he will not find me. He won’t even find me at his home.<br /> I am done being his submissive little lamb.

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