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Yes 2024-05-06 19:24 active 746 0 1476557693297187 πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Click to Read πŸ‘‰πŸ»πŸ‘‰πŸ» &quot;What happened Bunny?&quot; He said quietly.<br /> <br /> &quot;Eddie was Casey on the couch.&quot; Her voice came out robotically.<br /> <br /> &quot;That prick!&quot; Bastian swore. <br /> <br /> &quot;What do you need me to do Mira?&quot; He spoke quietly, needing her permission to get started.<br /> <br /> Mira sniffed and looked up at him. &quot;Tear him apart.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Good girl.&quot; Bastian smiled coldly and picked up the phone. Several phone calls later and they were heading back to her house. She walked in and found them both sitting on the couch. Eddie had his head in his hands and Casey was rubbing his back. They both looked up when she appeared in the doorway, Bastian was outside and she was recording on her phone.<br /> β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”<br /> &quot;What happened Bunny?&quot; He said quietly.<br /> &quot;Eddie was Casey on the couch.&quot; Her voice came out robotically.<br /> &quot;That prick!&quot; Bastian swore. He reached out and pulled Mira into a tight hug. She put her head on his shoulder and began to cry. He was going to destroy that man. He never liked Mira&#039;s husband and thought she could do so much better - if he was being honest, by better he meant he was better, but that wasn&#039;t the point right now - Casey, he didn&#039;t know very well. She was beautiful but she reminded him of his ex-wife and when she hit on him, he bluntly turned her down by telling her he didn&#039;t date women like her.<br /> &quot;What does that mean?&quot;<br /> &quot;The type I see in court.&quot; was all he said. The implication was clear, he generally represented rich older men who married the twenty-something side piece during their mid-life crisis and didn&#039;t have the sense to get a prenup beforehand.<br /> &quot;What do you need me to do Mira?&quot; He spoke quietly, needing her permission to get started.<br /> Mira sniffed and looked up at him. &quot;Tear him apart.&quot;<br /> &quot;Good girl.&quot; Bastian smiled coldly and picked up the phone. Several phone calls later and they were heading back to her house. She walked in and found them both sitting on the couch. Eddie had his head in his hands and Casey was rubbing his back. They both looked up when she appeared in the doorway, Bastian was outside and she was recording on her phone.<br /> &quot;Mira!&quot; Eddie started to get up. &quot;Let me explain...&quot; Mira held her hand up and he fell silent. Bastian had coached her on what to do and say on the way back.<br /> &quot;Remain calm and emotionless. Ask questions and don&#039;t let him deflect or gaslight you. Stay on track.&quot; He reached over and took her hand, squeezing lightly. &quot;You got this Bunny and I&#039;m right beside you.&quot;<br /> &quot;How long have you been her?&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira.&quot;<br /> &quot;Answer the question!&quot; She snapped.<br /> &quot;A year.&quot; Casey said quietly and Eddie turned and glared at her.<br /> &quot;Shut up!&quot;<br /> &quot;Thank you.&quot; She took off her wedding ring and laid it quietly on the table. She didn&#039;t care about anything else, there was no coming back from that. &quot;I&#039;m going to go pack a bag. All further communication between us will go through our lawyers.&quot; She laid Bastian&#039;s card on the table next to her rings. &quot;He will let your lawyer know when I will be coming to pick up the rest of my things.&quot;<br /> &quot;We don&#039;t need to go through lawyers Mira.&quot; Eddie&#039;s face paled.<br /> &quot;Oh, I think we do.&quot; She turned and headed to the bedroom, pulled her suitcase from the closet, and began packing it. Eddie followed her, pleading for her to keep lawyers out of it. She pulled out her phone and texted Bastian to come in. She ignored Eddie and continued to pack her important documents, clothes, and jewelry.<br /> &quot;All communication with my client goes through me from this point forward.&quot; Bastain came into the room and stood to one side of the door with his arms folded. At 6&#039;2 and 210 lbs. of muscle and an air of drillaround and find out about him, Eddie backed off and went out and sat on the couch next to Casey.<br /> &quot;We&#039;re drilled.&quot; Bastain heard him mutter which made him grin. He had no idea just how prick he was. Bastian always went above and beyond for his clients, but he would go to the ends of the earth for Mira.<br /> ....<br /> Over the next six months, Bastian began to systematically destroy Mirabelle&#039;s soon-to-be ex-husband. She had them on recording admitting to the year-long affair and Bastian had a financial auditor who combed through their joint financials and found Eddie had spent upwards of twenty-five thousand dollars on Casey, booking hotel rooms, mini-vacations, and buying her gifts. He handed the findings of the financial audit over to a private investigator who used them to find numerous security videos of the two of them at various hotels, restaurants, and public spaces all around the country.<br /> Their house was sold and the money was taken from his portion of the sale to go back to Mirabelle. Because Eddie and Casey worked together at a very prestigious law firm themselves and had used company resources to perpetuate the affair, and Bastian and Mirabelle were former employees of said firm and still on good terms with the law partners there, they had quietly passed along the findings and gotten them both fired.<br /> Eddie didn&#039;t sit by quietly while all this was going on. He showed up at Mirabelle&#039;s new condo numerous times, begging her to stop what she was doing and to show some mercy. Bastian was done with the harassment and told Mirabelle to text him the next time he showed up and keep him talking until he got there. So she did as he asked, the next time Eddie ambushed her in the lobby, she stopped to hear him out.<br /> &quot;Mirabelle, please, I made a mistake, I&#039;m sorry and I&#039;m begging you to stop this nonsense, for God&#039;s sake.&quot;<br /> &quot;No.&quot;<br /> &quot;What do you mean no?&quot;<br /> &quot;I asked you if I needed to be concerned about Casey, and you said no. I asked you to step back from her, not cut her off, just step back because I was uncomfortable and you told me I had to get over it and deal with your friendship.&quot; Mirabelle smiled. &quot;But when you wanted me to spend less time with Bast, I did. I told him I couldn&#039;t work overtime unless there was an upcoming court case. I stepped back and told him we needed some distance because you were uncomfortable and because I loved and respected you enough to do it.&quot;<br /> &quot;So to that end, when it comes to Bastian handling the divorce and what you&#039;re now going through I suggest you get over it and deal with it. You&#039;re the one who decided to have a year-long affair, not me. You should have just asked for a divorce before you drilled her. I would have given it to you, no questions, none of this nonesense.&quot;<br /> &quot;You were told not to contact my client!&quot; Bastian came storming up to him.<br /> &quot;Relax, Avery. She agreed to talk...&quot; Eddie trailed off as he looked back at Mirabelle. &quot;You bimbo.&quot;<br /> &quot;My client did what I instructed her to do if you showed up at her home looking to talk to her again. Message me and keep you talking until I got here.&quot; Bastain handed him an envelope.<br /> &quot;What&#039;s this?&quot;<br /> &quot;An emergency order of protection. You and Miss. Harrison are to stay at least three hundred feet away from Ms. Adrien. You have been told numerous times to stop your harassment of her by both me and your lawyer and you have refused to do so. Going forward, you&#039;ll be arrested should you decide to inflict your presence on her again.&quot; Bastian looked at Mirabelle. &quot;Go upstairs Mira, I&#039;ll be up shortly.&quot;<br /> Eddie was reading through the paperwork. &quot;I can&#039;t believe this.&quot; He glared at Bastian. &quot;Seriously?&quot;<br /> &quot;Seriously. I can&#039;t believe you&#039;re a lawyer and are struggling with the concept of only contacting someone through their lawyer when told to do so.&quot;<br /> &quot;I know you&#039;re only doing this because you think she&#039;ll turn to you.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;m doing this for her because we&#039;ve been friends since we were eight years old and she deserves so much better than you.&quot;<br /> &quot;Prick.&quot;<br /> Bastian shrugged. &quot;Yeah.&quot; He chuckled. &quot;I am.&quot; When he got up to Mirabelle&#039;s condo he knocked and let himself in. &quot;You okay?<br /> &quot;I&#039;m great. I got to say some stuff I wanted to say. Felt good.&quot; Mirabelle walked over and handed him a scotch. &quot;And thanks to you, I don&#039;t have to speak to him ever again.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira, it has been my absolute pleasure.&quot; He raised his glass to her and took a sip, sitting next to her on the couch.<br /> &quot;What would I do without you?<br /> &quot;Find another lawyer who wouldn&#039;t be as ruthless.&quot; He grinned at her. &quot;It&#039;s only another month and this will all be over Mira. They&#039;ve set the court date.&quot;<br /> &quot;You just keep bringing me good news.&quot; She smiled at him.<br /> Bastian threw his arm around her shoulders. &quot;I also think his lawyer is gonna convince him to settle.&quot; He gave her a gentle squeeze. &quot;I was thinking, when this is done, you want to head up to the cabin for a week? I think we could both use a break.&quot;<br /> &quot;That would be incredible!&quot; She studied him. &quot;What aren&#039;t you telling me? Why do you need a break?&quot;<br /> &quot;John wants to bring in another lawyer. The current front runner is Kelly.&quot;<br /> &quot;As in his daughter Kelly? the one who tried to baby-trap you?&quot;<br /> &quot;That&#039;s the one.&quot; Bastian put his feet up on her coffee table and glared at them. &quot;If I leave and start my own practice, you&#039;d come with me, right? Dust off your law degree and be my partner?&quot;<br /> &quot;Well duh. I chase you to Henderson, Bastian. I follow you when you leave. You&#039;re stuck with me for life.&quot; She smiled at him. &quot;And I&#039;ll have your back no matter what.&quot;<br /> ....<br /> Three months later, Bastian stopped by her desk on his way in. &quot;Hey Bunny.&quot; He smiled and passed over the tea he had picked up for her. &quot;You ready for our cabin trip?&quot;<br /> &quot;Thank you.&quot; Mirabelle flashed him a smile. &quot;Is it actually happening this time?&quot;<br /> &quot;We have court this afternoon and then I&#039;ve cleared my calendar for the next week.&quot;<br /> &quot;Uh-huh. Forgive me if I don&#039;t believe you.&quot; She sipped her tea and passed him some paperwork.<br /> &quot;I swear, no more rescheduling.&quot; He promised.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m going with or without you this time.&quot; She shrugged. &quot;So if you reschedule, you&#039;ll be working here without me for a week.&quot;<br /> &quot;Threats Mira?&quot; He raised his eyebrow.<br /> &quot;No, Bast. Promises. My boss has approved the time off.&quot; She smirked. &quot;It&#039;s not my problem that the new lawyer has decided you are the answer to all her problems and you indulge her. I refuse to put off my much-needed vacation for her or you any longer.&quot;<br /> &quot;I have no choice but to &quot;indulge her&quot; Mira.&quot; Bastian frowned. &quot;Henderson keeps letting her take cases on that she&#039;s not ready for and I don&#039;t want our reputation going to because Daddy wants his little girl to succeed.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mmm.&quot; Mirabelle hummed. &quot;Regardless, I&#039;m leaving tomorrow at ten, with or without you.&quot;<br /> Bast tapped the papers on her head. &quot;I&#039;ll be ready. Come on, let&#039;s go find the princess and go over this stuff one more time before we head to the courthouse.&quot;<br /> They won the case and as Bastian and Mirabelle were leaving, Kelly came running up behind them. &quot;Bast! Come on, we have to go celebrate!&quot; She shoved her way between them and gripped his arm. Bastian frowned as Mirabelle stumbled and just caught herself before she fell.<br /> &quot;Oh, sorry.&quot; Kelly smirked at Mirabelle before turning her attention to Bastian again. &quot;Please?&quot; She drew the word out childishly and Mirabelle gave her a look of deep disgust.<br /> &quot;One drink.&quot; Bastian allowed. &quot;Mira? Are you coming?&quot;<br /> &quot;no.&quot; Mirabelle glared at him and walked away.<br /> &quot;What&#039;s her problem?&quot; Kelly asked. &quot;You shouldn&#039;t let you&#039;re assistant speak to you that way, you know, it sets a bad precedence.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira can speak to me any way she wants to.&quot; Bastian frowned at her. &quot;You should learn to act like an adult and not a teenager.&quot; He pulled his arm free. &quot;I have an hour if you want to get a drink, I have to be ready to go early tomorrow.&quot;<br /> Mirabelle got in her car and let out a frustrated scream.she hated that woman. She almost instantly regretted saying no. Bastian shouldn&#039;t be left alone with her. She was willing to bet one drink would turn into several and another baby scare in a few weeks. She was dumb enough to not remember the last time.<br /> Bastian and Mirabelle had met Kelly Henderson at a Christmas party three years ago and she had latched herself on to Bastian like some kind of whiny woman-child leech. Bastian had woken up the next morning with her in his bed and a vague memory of her getting in the cab with him and taking her home. She had come into the office six weeks later and pushed past Mirabelle to slam a positive pregnancy test on his desk. John Henderson had come in as well and began yelling at Bastian about making an honest woman out of her until Bastian got over his shock and started to laugh. When asked what was so funny, he informed them that he had gotten a vasectomy five years before when he caught his pregnant ex-wife cheating on him and a DNA test proved he wasn&#039;t the father. He had done all the follow-ups and had medical proof his sweat count was zero but he would step up as long as a DNA test on the fetus proved it was his.<br /> Kelly had gotten very quiet and it was only when Henderson promised to make Bastian a partner that he backed down from quitting and suing Kelly out of existence. &quot;She&#039;s young and stupid Bast, I&#039;ll keep her away from you.&quot; John had forgotten his end of the bargain. She knew Bastian was getting his ducks in a row to leave and doing his best to not cause waves, but that meant Mirabelle had to put up with Kelly&#039;s attitude too, and the attempt to push her down had pushed her past her breaking point.<br /> Bastain was taking far too long to make his exit, if he wasn&#039;t ready to go tomorrow morning, or if she got there and Kelly was in his bed, she would be leaving her resignation on his table, along with the check for his services as her lawyer. He had refused payment after the divorce was settled, but she had written the check anyway and planned to just deposit it into his account, knowing he would never notice.<br /> She looked up and saw Bastian coming toward her car. She seriously considered driving away but decided to see what he wanted. When he was beside her door, she lowered the window. &quot;Are you sure you don&#039;t want to come?&quot;<br /> &quot;I could come, but you&#039;d be bailing me out tomorrow.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira...&quot; He sighed. &quot;You have to be professional.&quot;<br /> &quot;Why? She isn&#039;t.&quot;<br /> &quot;You&#039;re better than her.&quot;<br /> &quot;So why don&#039;t you hold her up to the standard you hold me up to Bast? Why does she get away with almost shoving me to the ground, but I&#039;m told to be professional for expressing my displeasure at it?&quot; She glared at him. &quot;Thanks so much for standing up for me back there, the way you came to my defense warmed my cold, dead heart.&quot;<br /> &quot;You&#039;re right Bunny, I&#039;m sorry. I should have said something.&quot; Bastian felt guilt curl in his stomach. Mirabelle scoffed and folded her arms. &quot;It&#039;s only a little bit longer Mira and we&#039;ll be able to leave.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;ll believe it when I see it Bast.&quot; She shook her head. &quot;I&#039;m near the end of my rope, she treats me like I&#039;m less than a dog, and honestly, the fact that you agreed to a drink with her...&quot; She shook her head again. &quot;Be ready at ten, I will leave without you if you&#039;re not.&quot; She pulled out her parking space and drove off before he had a chance to reply.<br /> ....<br /> Five minutes to ten the following morning Mira pulled up to Bastian&#039;s condo building and let herself in. She had almost just kept going to the cabin, not believing he&#039;d be up and ready to go. He had texted her a few times throughout the evening, each time letting her know he was heading home, the last time had been close to midnight. So much for one celebratory drink.<br /> She unlocked the door and let herself in, it was quiet, but she could hear the shower in the bedroom going and groaned. Of course, he wasn&#039;t ready. She was just about to turn to leave when the door opened and Bastian walked out. He froze when he saw her, guilt blooming across his face.<br /> &quot;Mira.&quot; He croaked.<br /> &quot;Hey Bast.&quot; She leaned on the counter, smiling humorlessly. &quot;Should I wait and see who comes out of the shower or is it who I think it is?<br /> &quot;It&#039;s not what you think.&quot; He started and winced as the words came out.<br /> &quot;Seriously?&quot; she laughed harshly. &quot;So you didn&#039;t bring that bimbo back here last night after your one celebratory drink and drill her, knowing full well what she did to you the last time?&quot;<br /> &quot;I brought her back here, but...&quot;<br /> &quot;Nope. I don&#039;t care. It&#039;s none of my business, I&#039;m just your PA and...&quot; She dug through her purse and laid the envelope with her resignation and the check on the island. &quot;At the end of my vacation, I&#039;m not even that anymore.&quot; She placed the keys to his condo on top of the envelope and turned to leave.<br /> &quot;Mira, let me explain.&quot; Bastian moved quickly toward her.<br /> &quot;I told you if you weren&#039;t ready at ten I was leaving without you. I left out the part about me resigning, but I was hoping I wouldn&#039;t have to.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira!&quot; Bastian chased her out into the hall and down to the elevator. &quot;Will you just let me explain!&quot; He caught her arm and spun her to face him. &quot;I didn&#039;t sleep with her, I slept on the couch, she got herself wasted and I couldn&#039;t just leave her alone, she&#039;s showering because she vomited all over herself and my bed and that&#039;s why I&#039;m not ready to go, I was cleaning up. I&#039;m sorry, I&#039;m packed, we just need to drop her off at her place and we can go.&quot;<br /> &quot;Why did you have to look after her at all Bast? Why didn&#039;t you just call her father to come to get her?&quot; Bastian blinked and she knew he had thought of that and Kelly had begged him not to. &quot;You knew we were leaving at ten. You know how done I am!&quot; Tears filled her eyes and she pulled herself from his grip. &quot;Why are everyone else&#039;s wants and feelings more important than mine? Including the girl you say you can&#039;t stand?&quot; She jammed the call button for the elevator, the doors opened and she got on.<br /> &quot;Bunny, I&#039;m sorry.&quot; Bastian put his hand out and stopped the doors from closing. &quot;Just come back and let me get her out and we&#039;ll go.&quot;<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want to go anymore.&quot; Mira said quietly. &quot;I want to be alone.&quot; She heard a door open and Kelly&#039;s nasally, whiny voice reached them.<br /> &quot;Bast?&quot; Bastian looked down the hall and then at Mirabelle.<br /> &quot;Go on, she needs your help.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;ll come to see you later.&quot;<br /> &quot;I wouldn&#039;t bother.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira we need to talk. You can&#039;t just resign and make all these decisions without discussing things with me.&quot;<br /> &quot;Pretty sure I can.&quot; She shrugged.<br /> &quot;Bast?&quot; Kelly called again. &quot;What are you doing?&quot;<br /> &quot;Go on.&quot; Mira encouraged him. &quot;She&#039;s calling you.&quot;<br /> &quot;This isn&#039;t fair Mira.&quot; Bast was starting to get angry. &quot;You know if I had another choice...&quot;<br /> &quot;You had lots of choices Bast! And in every single one of them, you have put me last and made me put my head down and be the bigger person! I&#039;m done.&quot; She pushed his hand off the door and it slid shut.<br /> Bastian swore loudly and spun around, he stormed down the hall and glared at Kelly who looked a little afraid at the look on his face. &quot;Call a taxi and get out of here.&quot;<br /> &quot;But I&#039;m still sick!&quot;<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t care. Get out.&quot; He walked into his bedroom and gagged as the smell of alcoholic vomit hit him. Mirabelle was right, he should have just called her father, but she had begged him not to. He quickly pulled on clothes and walked back out, grabbing and throwing the bags of her vomit-soaked clothes at her feet. &quot;Go. I have somewhere to be.&quot;<br /> He grabbed the envelope Mira had left and opened it. Reading the resignation letter quickly to see what she was putting down as the reason. Resigning due to continued disrespect from other members of the practice and the failure of her immediate supervisor to put a stop to it. He noticed the date and realized she had written it three weeks earlier. He searched his memory for what had happened and remembered he had walked in on Kelly berating her for a mistake in a legal document in the lunchroom in front of the receptionist and other PAs. Mira had let her go off and then calmly stood up and informed her that she was not her assistant and according to the electronic signature, Kelly had typed up the document herself, making the others in the room laugh.<br /> Kelly had lost it and started to yell at her. He had stepped in and asked Mira to apologize to Kelly for her tone, but hadn&#039;t said anything to Kelly about her yelling at Mira for her mistake. Mira stared at him and said very clearly. &quot;No.&quot; and walked away. He had followed her to the office and she had shut the door and told him she would quit if he ever treated her that way again. He had apologized and begged her to please just keep the peace while he navigated leaving. She reluctantly agreed but reiterated that being treated that way again would result in her resignation.<br /> He shook his head and put his face in his hands. Looking up he saw Kelly sitting at the island watching him. &quot;Get. Out.&quot; he growled. &quot;Before I call the cops and have you arrested for trespassing.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;m here at your invitation.&quot;<br /> &quot;Which has been rescinded. Leave.&quot; He looked in the envelope again and saw another piece of paper and pulled it out, frowning as he tried to figure out why she had written him a check. When he realized what it was for, he ripped it up and began to swear. Kelly finally seemed to figure out she was being an idiot and grabbed her things. When he heard the door close, he grabbed his phone and sent Mira a text, demanding to talk to her. He stared in disbelief when it came back undelivered and called the number, only to have a voice tell him the user was busy and hang up. 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Yes 2024-05-06 19:24 active 746 0 1104750097450772 πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Click to Read πŸ‘‰πŸ»πŸ‘‰πŸ» &quot;What happened Bunny?&quot; He said quietly.<br /> <br /> &quot;Eddie was Casey on the couch.&quot; Her voice came out robotically.<br /> <br /> &quot;That prick!&quot; Bastian swore. <br /> <br /> &quot;What do you need me to do Mira?&quot; He spoke quietly, needing her permission to get started.<br /> <br /> Mira sniffed and looked up at him. &quot;Tear him apart.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Good girl.&quot; Bastian smiled coldly and picked up the phone. Several phone calls later and they were heading back to her house. She walked in and found them both sitting on the couch. Eddie had his head in his hands and Casey was rubbing his back. They both looked up when she appeared in the doorway, Bastian was outside and she was recording on her phone.<br /> β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”<br /> &quot;What happened Bunny?&quot; He said quietly.<br /> &quot;Eddie was Casey on the couch.&quot; Her voice came out robotically.<br /> &quot;That prick!&quot; Bastian swore. He reached out and pulled Mira into a tight hug. She put her head on his shoulder and began to cry. He was going to destroy that man. He never liked Mira&#039;s husband and thought she could do so much better - if he was being honest, by better he meant he was better, but that wasn&#039;t the point right now - Casey, he didn&#039;t know very well. She was beautiful but she reminded him of his ex-wife and when she hit on him, he bluntly turned her down by telling her he didn&#039;t date women like her.<br /> &quot;What does that mean?&quot;<br /> &quot;The type I see in court.&quot; was all he said. The implication was clear, he generally represented rich older men who married the twenty-something side piece during their mid-life crisis and didn&#039;t have the sense to get a prenup beforehand.<br /> &quot;What do you need me to do Mira?&quot; He spoke quietly, needing her permission to get started.<br /> Mira sniffed and looked up at him. &quot;Tear him apart.&quot;<br /> &quot;Good girl.&quot; Bastian smiled coldly and picked up the phone. Several phone calls later and they were heading back to her house. She walked in and found them both sitting on the couch. Eddie had his head in his hands and Casey was rubbing his back. They both looked up when she appeared in the doorway, Bastian was outside and she was recording on her phone.<br /> &quot;Mira!&quot; Eddie started to get up. &quot;Let me explain...&quot; Mira held her hand up and he fell silent. Bastian had coached her on what to do and say on the way back.<br /> &quot;Remain calm and emotionless. Ask questions and don&#039;t let him deflect or gaslight you. Stay on track.&quot; He reached over and took her hand, squeezing lightly. &quot;You got this Bunny and I&#039;m right beside you.&quot;<br /> &quot;How long have you been her?&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira.&quot;<br /> &quot;Answer the question!&quot; She snapped.<br /> &quot;A year.&quot; Casey said quietly and Eddie turned and glared at her.<br /> &quot;Shut up!&quot;<br /> &quot;Thank you.&quot; She took off her wedding ring and laid it quietly on the table. She didn&#039;t care about anything else, there was no coming back from that. &quot;I&#039;m going to go pack a bag. All further communication between us will go through our lawyers.&quot; She laid Bastian&#039;s card on the table next to her rings. &quot;He will let your lawyer know when I will be coming to pick up the rest of my things.&quot;<br /> &quot;We don&#039;t need to go through lawyers Mira.&quot; Eddie&#039;s face paled.<br /> &quot;Oh, I think we do.&quot; She turned and headed to the bedroom, pulled her suitcase from the closet, and began packing it. Eddie followed her, pleading for her to keep lawyers out of it. She pulled out her phone and texted Bastian to come in. She ignored Eddie and continued to pack her important documents, clothes, and jewelry.<br /> &quot;All communication with my client goes through me from this point forward.&quot; Bastain came into the room and stood to one side of the door with his arms folded. At 6&#039;2 and 210 lbs. of muscle and an air of drillaround and find out about him, Eddie backed off and went out and sat on the couch next to Casey.<br /> &quot;We&#039;re drilled.&quot; Bastain heard him mutter which made him grin. He had no idea just how prick he was. Bastian always went above and beyond for his clients, but he would go to the ends of the earth for Mira.<br /> ....<br /> Over the next six months, Bastian began to systematically destroy Mirabelle&#039;s soon-to-be ex-husband. She had them on recording admitting to the year-long affair and Bastian had a financial auditor who combed through their joint financials and found Eddie had spent upwards of twenty-five thousand dollars on Casey, booking hotel rooms, mini-vacations, and buying her gifts. He handed the findings of the financial audit over to a private investigator who used them to find numerous security videos of the two of them at various hotels, restaurants, and public spaces all around the country.<br /> Their house was sold and the money was taken from his portion of the sale to go back to Mirabelle. Because Eddie and Casey worked together at a very prestigious law firm themselves and had used company resources to perpetuate the affair, and Bastian and Mirabelle were former employees of said firm and still on good terms with the law partners there, they had quietly passed along the findings and gotten them both fired.<br /> Eddie didn&#039;t sit by quietly while all this was going on. He showed up at Mirabelle&#039;s new condo numerous times, begging her to stop what she was doing and to show some mercy. Bastian was done with the harassment and told Mirabelle to text him the next time he showed up and keep him talking until he got there. So she did as he asked, the next time Eddie ambushed her in the lobby, she stopped to hear him out.<br /> &quot;Mirabelle, please, I made a mistake, I&#039;m sorry and I&#039;m begging you to stop this nonsense, for God&#039;s sake.&quot;<br /> &quot;No.&quot;<br /> &quot;What do you mean no?&quot;<br /> &quot;I asked you if I needed to be concerned about Casey, and you said no. I asked you to step back from her, not cut her off, just step back because I was uncomfortable and you told me I had to get over it and deal with your friendship.&quot; Mirabelle smiled. &quot;But when you wanted me to spend less time with Bast, I did. I told him I couldn&#039;t work overtime unless there was an upcoming court case. I stepped back and told him we needed some distance because you were uncomfortable and because I loved and respected you enough to do it.&quot;<br /> &quot;So to that end, when it comes to Bastian handling the divorce and what you&#039;re now going through I suggest you get over it and deal with it. You&#039;re the one who decided to have a year-long affair, not me. You should have just asked for a divorce before you drilled her. I would have given it to you, no questions, none of this nonesense.&quot;<br /> &quot;You were told not to contact my client!&quot; Bastian came storming up to him.<br /> &quot;Relax, Avery. She agreed to talk...&quot; Eddie trailed off as he looked back at Mirabelle. &quot;You bimbo.&quot;<br /> &quot;My client did what I instructed her to do if you showed up at her home looking to talk to her again. Message me and keep you talking until I got here.&quot; Bastain handed him an envelope.<br /> &quot;What&#039;s this?&quot;<br /> &quot;An emergency order of protection. You and Miss. Harrison are to stay at least three hundred feet away from Ms. Adrien. You have been told numerous times to stop your harassment of her by both me and your lawyer and you have refused to do so. Going forward, you&#039;ll be arrested should you decide to inflict your presence on her again.&quot; Bastian looked at Mirabelle. &quot;Go upstairs Mira, I&#039;ll be up shortly.&quot;<br /> Eddie was reading through the paperwork. &quot;I can&#039;t believe this.&quot; He glared at Bastian. &quot;Seriously?&quot;<br /> &quot;Seriously. I can&#039;t believe you&#039;re a lawyer and are struggling with the concept of only contacting someone through their lawyer when told to do so.&quot;<br /> &quot;I know you&#039;re only doing this because you think she&#039;ll turn to you.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;m doing this for her because we&#039;ve been friends since we were eight years old and she deserves so much better than you.&quot;<br /> &quot;Prick.&quot;<br /> Bastian shrugged. &quot;Yeah.&quot; He chuckled. &quot;I am.&quot; When he got up to Mirabelle&#039;s condo he knocked and let himself in. &quot;You okay?<br /> &quot;I&#039;m great. I got to say some stuff I wanted to say. Felt good.&quot; Mirabelle walked over and handed him a scotch. &quot;And thanks to you, I don&#039;t have to speak to him ever again.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira, it has been my absolute pleasure.&quot; He raised his glass to her and took a sip, sitting next to her on the couch.<br /> &quot;What would I do without you?<br /> &quot;Find another lawyer who wouldn&#039;t be as ruthless.&quot; He grinned at her. &quot;It&#039;s only another month and this will all be over Mira. They&#039;ve set the court date.&quot;<br /> &quot;You just keep bringing me good news.&quot; She smiled at him.<br /> Bastian threw his arm around her shoulders. &quot;I also think his lawyer is gonna convince him to settle.&quot; He gave her a gentle squeeze. &quot;I was thinking, when this is done, you want to head up to the cabin for a week? I think we could both use a break.&quot;<br /> &quot;That would be incredible!&quot; She studied him. &quot;What aren&#039;t you telling me? Why do you need a break?&quot;<br /> &quot;John wants to bring in another lawyer. The current front runner is Kelly.&quot;<br /> &quot;As in his daughter Kelly? the one who tried to baby-trap you?&quot;<br /> &quot;That&#039;s the one.&quot; Bastian put his feet up on her coffee table and glared at them. &quot;If I leave and start my own practice, you&#039;d come with me, right? Dust off your law degree and be my partner?&quot;<br /> &quot;Well duh. I chase you to Henderson, Bastian. I follow you when you leave. You&#039;re stuck with me for life.&quot; She smiled at him. &quot;And I&#039;ll have your back no matter what.&quot;<br /> ....<br /> Three months later, Bastian stopped by her desk on his way in. &quot;Hey Bunny.&quot; He smiled and passed over the tea he had picked up for her. &quot;You ready for our cabin trip?&quot;<br /> &quot;Thank you.&quot; Mirabelle flashed him a smile. &quot;Is it actually happening this time?&quot;<br /> &quot;We have court this afternoon and then I&#039;ve cleared my calendar for the next week.&quot;<br /> &quot;Uh-huh. Forgive me if I don&#039;t believe you.&quot; She sipped her tea and passed him some paperwork.<br /> &quot;I swear, no more rescheduling.&quot; He promised.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m going with or without you this time.&quot; She shrugged. &quot;So if you reschedule, you&#039;ll be working here without me for a week.&quot;<br /> &quot;Threats Mira?&quot; He raised his eyebrow.<br /> &quot;No, Bast. Promises. My boss has approved the time off.&quot; She smirked. &quot;It&#039;s not my problem that the new lawyer has decided you are the answer to all her problems and you indulge her. I refuse to put off my much-needed vacation for her or you any longer.&quot;<br /> &quot;I have no choice but to &quot;indulge her&quot; Mira.&quot; Bastian frowned. &quot;Henderson keeps letting her take cases on that she&#039;s not ready for and I don&#039;t want our reputation going to because Daddy wants his little girl to succeed.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mmm.&quot; Mirabelle hummed. &quot;Regardless, I&#039;m leaving tomorrow at ten, with or without you.&quot;<br /> Bast tapped the papers on her head. &quot;I&#039;ll be ready. Come on, let&#039;s go find the princess and go over this stuff one more time before we head to the courthouse.&quot;<br /> They won the case and as Bastian and Mirabelle were leaving, Kelly came running up behind them. &quot;Bast! Come on, we have to go celebrate!&quot; She shoved her way between them and gripped his arm. Bastian frowned as Mirabelle stumbled and just caught herself before she fell.<br /> &quot;Oh, sorry.&quot; Kelly smirked at Mirabelle before turning her attention to Bastian again. &quot;Please?&quot; She drew the word out childishly and Mirabelle gave her a look of deep disgust.<br /> &quot;One drink.&quot; Bastian allowed. &quot;Mira? Are you coming?&quot;<br /> &quot;no.&quot; Mirabelle glared at him and walked away.<br /> &quot;What&#039;s her problem?&quot; Kelly asked. &quot;You shouldn&#039;t let you&#039;re assistant speak to you that way, you know, it sets a bad precedence.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira can speak to me any way she wants to.&quot; Bastian frowned at her. &quot;You should learn to act like an adult and not a teenager.&quot; He pulled his arm free. &quot;I have an hour if you want to get a drink, I have to be ready to go early tomorrow.&quot;<br /> Mirabelle got in her car and let out a frustrated scream.she hated that woman. She almost instantly regretted saying no. Bastian shouldn&#039;t be left alone with her. She was willing to bet one drink would turn into several and another baby scare in a few weeks. She was dumb enough to not remember the last time.<br /> Bastian and Mirabelle had met Kelly Henderson at a Christmas party three years ago and she had latched herself on to Bastian like some kind of whiny woman-child leech. Bastian had woken up the next morning with her in his bed and a vague memory of her getting in the cab with him and taking her home. She had come into the office six weeks later and pushed past Mirabelle to slam a positive pregnancy test on his desk. John Henderson had come in as well and began yelling at Bastian about making an honest woman out of her until Bastian got over his shock and started to laugh. When asked what was so funny, he informed them that he had gotten a vasectomy five years before when he caught his pregnant ex-wife cheating on him and a DNA test proved he wasn&#039;t the father. He had done all the follow-ups and had medical proof his sweat count was zero but he would step up as long as a DNA test on the fetus proved it was his.<br /> Kelly had gotten very quiet and it was only when Henderson promised to make Bastian a partner that he backed down from quitting and suing Kelly out of existence. &quot;She&#039;s young and stupid Bast, I&#039;ll keep her away from you.&quot; John had forgotten his end of the bargain. She knew Bastian was getting his ducks in a row to leave and doing his best to not cause waves, but that meant Mirabelle had to put up with Kelly&#039;s attitude too, and the attempt to push her down had pushed her past her breaking point.<br /> Bastain was taking far too long to make his exit, if he wasn&#039;t ready to go tomorrow morning, or if she got there and Kelly was in his bed, she would be leaving her resignation on his table, along with the check for his services as her lawyer. He had refused payment after the divorce was settled, but she had written the check anyway and planned to just deposit it into his account, knowing he would never notice.<br /> She looked up and saw Bastian coming toward her car. She seriously considered driving away but decided to see what he wanted. When he was beside her door, she lowered the window. &quot;Are you sure you don&#039;t want to come?&quot;<br /> &quot;I could come, but you&#039;d be bailing me out tomorrow.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira...&quot; He sighed. &quot;You have to be professional.&quot;<br /> &quot;Why? She isn&#039;t.&quot;<br /> &quot;You&#039;re better than her.&quot;<br /> &quot;So why don&#039;t you hold her up to the standard you hold me up to Bast? Why does she get away with almost shoving me to the ground, but I&#039;m told to be professional for expressing my displeasure at it?&quot; She glared at him. &quot;Thanks so much for standing up for me back there, the way you came to my defense warmed my cold, dead heart.&quot;<br /> &quot;You&#039;re right Bunny, I&#039;m sorry. I should have said something.&quot; Bastian felt guilt curl in his stomach. Mirabelle scoffed and folded her arms. &quot;It&#039;s only a little bit longer Mira and we&#039;ll be able to leave.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;ll believe it when I see it Bast.&quot; She shook her head. &quot;I&#039;m near the end of my rope, she treats me like I&#039;m less than a dog, and honestly, the fact that you agreed to a drink with her...&quot; She shook her head again. &quot;Be ready at ten, I will leave without you if you&#039;re not.&quot; She pulled out her parking space and drove off before he had a chance to reply.<br /> ....<br /> Five minutes to ten the following morning Mira pulled up to Bastian&#039;s condo building and let herself in. She had almost just kept going to the cabin, not believing he&#039;d be up and ready to go. He had texted her a few times throughout the evening, each time letting her know he was heading home, the last time had been close to midnight. So much for one celebratory drink.<br /> She unlocked the door and let herself in, it was quiet, but she could hear the shower in the bedroom going and groaned. Of course, he wasn&#039;t ready. She was just about to turn to leave when the door opened and Bastian walked out. He froze when he saw her, guilt blooming across his face.<br /> &quot;Mira.&quot; He croaked.<br /> &quot;Hey Bast.&quot; She leaned on the counter, smiling humorlessly. &quot;Should I wait and see who comes out of the shower or is it who I think it is?<br /> &quot;It&#039;s not what you think.&quot; He started and winced as the words came out.<br /> &quot;Seriously?&quot; she laughed harshly. &quot;So you didn&#039;t bring that bimbo back here last night after your one celebratory drink and drill her, knowing full well what she did to you the last time?&quot;<br /> &quot;I brought her back here, but...&quot;<br /> &quot;Nope. I don&#039;t care. It&#039;s none of my business, I&#039;m just your PA and...&quot; She dug through her purse and laid the envelope with her resignation and the check on the island. &quot;At the end of my vacation, I&#039;m not even that anymore.&quot; She placed the keys to his condo on top of the envelope and turned to leave.<br /> &quot;Mira, let me explain.&quot; Bastian moved quickly toward her.<br /> &quot;I told you if you weren&#039;t ready at ten I was leaving without you. I left out the part about me resigning, but I was hoping I wouldn&#039;t have to.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira!&quot; Bastian chased her out into the hall and down to the elevator. &quot;Will you just let me explain!&quot; He caught her arm and spun her to face him. &quot;I didn&#039;t sleep with her, I slept on the couch, she got herself wasted and I couldn&#039;t just leave her alone, she&#039;s showering because she vomited all over herself and my bed and that&#039;s why I&#039;m not ready to go, I was cleaning up. I&#039;m sorry, I&#039;m packed, we just need to drop her off at her place and we can go.&quot;<br /> &quot;Why did you have to look after her at all Bast? Why didn&#039;t you just call her father to come to get her?&quot; Bastian blinked and she knew he had thought of that and Kelly had begged him not to. &quot;You knew we were leaving at ten. You know how done I am!&quot; Tears filled her eyes and she pulled herself from his grip. &quot;Why are everyone else&#039;s wants and feelings more important than mine? Including the girl you say you can&#039;t stand?&quot; She jammed the call button for the elevator, the doors opened and she got on.<br /> &quot;Bunny, I&#039;m sorry.&quot; Bastian put his hand out and stopped the doors from closing. &quot;Just come back and let me get her out and we&#039;ll go.&quot;<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want to go anymore.&quot; Mira said quietly. &quot;I want to be alone.&quot; She heard a door open and Kelly&#039;s nasally, whiny voice reached them.<br /> &quot;Bast?&quot; Bastian looked down the hall and then at Mirabelle.<br /> &quot;Go on, she needs your help.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;ll come to see you later.&quot;<br /> &quot;I wouldn&#039;t bother.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira we need to talk. You can&#039;t just resign and make all these decisions without discussing things with me.&quot;<br /> &quot;Pretty sure I can.&quot; She shrugged.<br /> &quot;Bast?&quot; Kelly called again. &quot;What are you doing?&quot;<br /> &quot;Go on.&quot; Mira encouraged him. &quot;She&#039;s calling you.&quot;<br /> &quot;This isn&#039;t fair Mira.&quot; Bast was starting to get angry. &quot;You know if I had another choice...&quot;<br /> &quot;You had lots of choices Bast! And in every single one of them, you have put me last and made me put my head down and be the bigger person! I&#039;m done.&quot; She pushed his hand off the door and it slid shut.<br /> Bastian swore loudly and spun around, he stormed down the hall and glared at Kelly who looked a little afraid at the look on his face. &quot;Call a taxi and get out of here.&quot;<br /> &quot;But I&#039;m still sick!&quot;<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t care. Get out.&quot; He walked into his bedroom and gagged as the smell of alcoholic vomit hit him. Mirabelle was right, he should have just called her father, but she had begged him not to. He quickly pulled on clothes and walked back out, grabbing and throwing the bags of her vomit-soaked clothes at her feet. &quot;Go. I have somewhere to be.&quot;<br /> He grabbed the envelope Mira had left and opened it. Reading the resignation letter quickly to see what she was putting down as the reason. Resigning due to continued disrespect from other members of the practice and the failure of her immediate supervisor to put a stop to it. He noticed the date and realized she had written it three weeks earlier. He searched his memory for what had happened and remembered he had walked in on Kelly berating her for a mistake in a legal document in the lunchroom in front of the receptionist and other PAs. Mira had let her go off and then calmly stood up and informed her that she was not her assistant and according to the electronic signature, Kelly had typed up the document herself, making the others in the room laugh.<br /> Kelly had lost it and started to yell at her. He had stepped in and asked Mira to apologize to Kelly for her tone, but hadn&#039;t said anything to Kelly about her yelling at Mira for her mistake. Mira stared at him and said very clearly. &quot;No.&quot; and walked away. He had followed her to the office and she had shut the door and told him she would quit if he ever treated her that way again. He had apologized and begged her to please just keep the peace while he navigated leaving. She reluctantly agreed but reiterated that being treated that way again would result in her resignation.<br /> He shook his head and put his face in his hands. Looking up he saw Kelly sitting at the island watching him. &quot;Get. Out.&quot; he growled. &quot;Before I call the cops and have you arrested for trespassing.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;m here at your invitation.&quot;<br /> &quot;Which has been rescinded. Leave.&quot; He looked in the envelope again and saw another piece of paper and pulled it out, frowning as he tried to figure out why she had written him a check. When he realized what it was for, he ripped it up and began to swear. Kelly finally seemed to figure out she was being an idiot and grabbed her things. When he heard the door close, he grabbed his phone and sent Mira a text, demanding to talk to her. He stared in disbelief when it came back undelivered and called the number, only to have a voice tell him the user was busy and hang up. 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Yes 2024-05-06 19:24 active 746 0 749607864024559 πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Click to Read πŸ‘‰πŸ»πŸ‘‰πŸ» β€œMrs. Morgan. Do you know Kelly Summers?”<br /> β€œNo.” I let out a deep breath. Maybe she’s our cleaning lady? No, that’s not her name. I shake my head.<br /> &quot;Then, Mrs. Morgan. Do you know your husband is suspected of murdering his mistress?&quot;<br /> He flips open the folder and throws a dozen crime scene photos on the desk. Right away, I notice that they’ve all been taken in our lake house. A woman is lying in our bed, covered in blood. My hands immediately covered my mouth as I let out a gasp and a whimper.<br /> &quot;Your husband said you&#039;re his lawyer. You will defend for him.&quot;<br /> β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”<br /> Adam Morgan<br /> The breeze sucks the front door closed with a slam. <br /> It startles me for just a split second, but I know it’s her. Without even seeing her, I know her freckles are prominent from a day working the outside patio at the cafΓ©. <br /> I know her brown doe eyes are lit upβ€”filled with hope and joy. I know her long tousled hair sits underneath a hat she knitted herself earlier this fall. <br /> I know when she pulls that hat off, she’ll still look effortlessly beautiful, messy hair and all. I know she’ll be braless, wearing a form-fitting top and a dark thigh-length skirt. <br /> I know the waist of her shirt will be creased from where her apron sat all day. I know she’ll smile when she sees me, and it’ll take me less than sixty seconds to be inside her.<br /> β€œBabe, I brought leftover baked goods from the cafΓ©,” she calls from the foyer.<br /> I hear her wrestle her shoes, knee-length socks, and jacket off. I pull two glasses from the wet bar. I pour scotch into each glass, and just as she enters I have one drink outreached to her. <br /> With a little bounce in her step, she takes the glass from me, chugs it, and sets it back down on the wet bar. The heat from the stone fireplace warms her skin, and I notice the goosebumps on her arms flatten.<br /> Before I can take a second sip, she’s unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. She drops to her knees and looks up at me with a devilish grin.<br /> I drop her legs on the bed and walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.<br /> I can still hear her panting from the other side of the door, trying to regain control of her own breathing. She doesn’t make a sound, and I assume she’s still lying there. I hope it’s in ecstasy and not pain. Sometimes, I take things too farβ€”it’s like I black out and when I come to, I realize the error of my ways. I can’t help myself. Kelly just does that to me. When I’m with her, my animal instincts take over.<br /> Sarah used to do that to me. But now around her, I’m barely a man let alone anything else.<br /> At the vanity I look at myself in the mirror. A five-o’clock shadow has taken over my face, and my hair is out of place. My otherwise blue eyes are clouded with red. I can only stand looking at myself for a few seconds before I must look away. I’m not ashamed of who I am, but I’m not proud either. I splash some water on my face and then onto my chest, abs, and shaft. I’m too tired to shower. I pat myself dry with a towel.<br /> β€œBabe?” Kelly yells from the other room.<br /> β€œYeah, hon?” I answer as I start brushing my teeth.<br /> β€œYour wife texted you.”<br /> I spit the toothpaste into the sink and rinse my mouth out, wiping my lips with my hand. Back in the bedroom, the lights are on now, and Kelly is sitting in bed, wearing a nightgown, while holding my phone. She smiles up at me.<br /> β€œWhat did she say?” I slide a pair of Ralph Lauren pajama pants on.<br /> β€œShe wants to know what you’re doing.”<br /> I take a seat on the bed next to her, pushing her long brown hair back. I gently peck her neck and shoulder.<br /> β€œTell her I’m about to bang the girl of my dreams again,” I whisper. Kelly laughs and begins texting back.<br /> β€œYour wish is my command.” She giggles. I swipe the phone from her playfully and get out of bed. I quickly text back.<br /> Since you couldn’t make it to me, I’m coming back tonight to see you. No need to wait up. Love you.<br /> Before I can set the phone down, Sarah texts back.<br /> I love you too. I got a chance to read the new pages you sent over lunch, and they’re incredible. I’m so proud of you XOXO.<br /> I smile for a brief second, before a wave of guilt spans over me. I let out a sigh.<br /> You’re the best, babe. Let me take you out for dinner tomorrow night. Say yes.<br /> My phone vibrates.<br /> Yes.<br /> Sometimes, I get a glimpse of who we used to be, and I think we can be that couple again. But I’ve screwed up too much for that to ever happen, and Sarah’s career has always come firstβ€”before me, before a family, before everything. I don’t foresee that ever changing.<br /> I thought when we had kids, she’d slow down, but she told me five years ago she didn’t want kids. I thought I’d be able to change her mind. I couldn’t.<br /> I set my phone down on the dresser and plug it into the charger. I look over at Kelly who is giving me bedroom eyes. She can never get enough of me, and I can’t get enough of her. But I know that won’t always be true. <br /> There was a time that Sarah and I couldn’t get enough of each other either. That time passed long ago. Occasionally, those feelings resurface, but they’re short-lived and usually induced by beverage or time apart. Don’t get me wrong, I love Sarah. <br /> If I didn’t, I would have left her long ago. It’s that love that I hold on toβ€”not the money, the security or the houses. Kelly gives me the love that Sarah can no longer. They both complete me. It’s sick I know, but it’s true. I need them both.<br /> β€œAre you ever going to tell your wife about us?”<br /> β€œAre you ever going to tell your husband about us?” I retort.<br /> She huffs and folds her arms across her chest. β€œIt’s not the same.” Her words are quiet.<br /> I leave and return with two full glasses of scotch, handing one to her and taking a seat. I put one arm around her and pull her close telling her I know. <br /> She lets out a soft, silent sob and as quickly as the cry left her body, she pulls it back in, regaining her composure. She takes a large gulp of the scotch and doesn’t even flinch at the burn. <br /> She leans into me. We sit there in silence, drinking our glasses of scotch, trapped in loveless marriages where we come second to the people we love. When Kelly and I are together, we come first. I refill our glasses twice more, and then we have intercourse again. <br /> This time, I don’t bang herβ€”I sleep with to her.<br /> ...<br /> The slam of a car door wakes me from my slumber. It’s pitch black inside and outside, and I don’t have the slightest clue how my night ended with Kelly, but I assume it was with more rough intercourse since my shaft feels like it’s been dragged along a slab of pavement. I glance at the clock on the nightstand and in large red illuminating digits it reads 12:15 am.<br /> I whisper.<br /> I should have been home with Sarah by now. I rub my hands over my forehead and down my face, trying to massage the nerves back to life. How did I get this bad? <br /> I stepped out the room and walked to the entrance, picking up my items, and gently shutting the door behind me. I look down at my phone before getting into my black Range Rover. It’s 12:30 am. <br /> I’m half tempted to stay with Kelly, but I promised Sarah I would come home tonight, and although I won’t get in until nearly 2am, at least, I’ll wake up next to her.<br /> More than an hour later, I pull up to our home nestled in the Kaloroma neighborhood of D.C. <br /> I push open the door and find her sleeping heavily on her stomach, completely relaxed. She’s wearing a thin black tank top and black lace thong panties, not her typical nighttime attire. <br /> I expected to see her in a nightgown. Is she teasing me? Does she want me? Or did she just pass out from one too many beverage sodas, her drink of choice. Her silk-like blond hair is damp and is pulled back into a low ponytailβ€”every strand neatly in place. <br /> Even when she’s asleep, she’s perfectly pulled together. My eyes follow the curve of her back and the smoothness of her toned hip, down her sculpted legs. <br /> Over the years, she may have neglected me, but she never ignored that body of hers. She stirs a little but doesn’t wake.<br /> By my side of the bed I shuffle off my pants and shirt. My eyes never leave her. She makes me so miserable, but so blissful at the same time. <br /> I hate her as much as I love her. Does she know? Does she care? What am I to her?<br /> I love her.<br /> -<br /> Sarah is gone when I open my eyes. <br /> As I go down the stairs, the doorbell rings.<br /> β€œJesus Christ. I’m coming!”<br /> There are several loud knocks.<br /> β€œHold on!” I make my way down the hallway, down the stairs, and to the front door. I swing it open and find two men standing there in matching attire: tan Dickies uniforms, complete with utility belts and wide-brim hats. <br /> The looks on their faces are similar, stern and frustrated… or is that disgust or discontent? I can’t really tell. I rub my eyes. The one on the left, a tall white male, with a hard jaw and piercing green eyes speaks first.<br /> β€œI’m Sheriff Ryan Stevens. Are you Adam Morgan?” he asks.<br /> I nod.<br /> The one on the right speaks next, an even taller black man with broad shoulders, and a visage that looks chiseled from stone. <br /> β€œI’m Deputy Marcus Hudson. We need to ask you some questions about your whereabouts yesterday evening.”<br /> β€œWhat’s this about?” I grip the front door with one hand and exchange glances with both the sheriff and his deputy. There are two squad cars parked on the street.<br /> ...<br /> Two hours later I find myself alone in a small interrogation room with a stale cup of coffee on the table in front of me. A large one-way mirror is on the wall to my left. I drop my head into my hands. My foot taps the floor with fervor as my patience has worn thin.<br /> β€œI want my phone call,” I scream within the empty room. β€œI want my phone call!”<br /> The door opens, and Sheriff Stevens and Deputy Hudson enter carrying Styrofoam cups of coffee.<br /> Sheriff Stevens sets a bottle of water in front of me. β€œThirsty?”<br /> I pick up the water, chug it, and crunch up the empty bottle. I toss it into a trash can by the door. They take their time settling into their chairs across from me. <br /> They give each other a glance as they casually sip their coffee. They’re trying to look calm, but their clenched jaws and strained eyes give away the fact that they’re pissed off.<br /> β€œI want my phone call.” I still have no idea why I’m here. These pricks roughed me up a bit and threw me into the back of a squad car. <br /> I haven’t been charged with anything, and I’ve been sitting in this room for over an hour. I don’t know if Sarah is okay. I don’t know how I’m involved in any of this.<br /> β€œMr. Morganβ€”can I call you Adam?” Sheriff Stevens asks, as if we’re on a first-name basis, as if he’s trying to be personable with me. These backwoods pricks. I’m tired of this, and I just want to know what is going on, so I nod with no enthusiasm.<br /> β€œGood. Well, you can call me Ryan and this guy,” he pats the deputy on the back, β€œyou can call him Marcus. Now, we’re here to ask you a few questions, and hopefully, you’ll decide to cooperate with our investigationβ€”unlike earlier. Do you understand?”<br /> I take a deep breath and rub my forehead with my hands, trying to soothe the headache I have coming on. β€œYeah.”<br /> β€œExcellent. Now, can you tell us where you were last night?” Sheriff Stevens asks.<br /> My eyes dart around the room. β€œI was at my lake house over on Lake Manassas until around midnight. Then, I drove home.”<br /> They nod. Deputy Hudson pulls a notepad and a pen from his shirt pocket and begins jotting down notes. β€œWere you alone at the lake house?”<br /> β€œNo.”<br /> β€œWho were you with?”<br /> β€œWhat’s this got to do with anything? I want my lawyer right now. I’m not answering anything else until I know what’s going on and why I’m here.” <br /> I stand up, kicking back my chair and shaking the table. The cups of coffee spill and two other deputies immediately charge into the interrogation room, restraining me.<br /> Deputy Hudson stands quickly flinging his chair back. He charges at me, grabbing me by the neck. His eyes bulge, and his lips purse as he comes within two inches of my face. <br /> β€œListen up, you little prick! Kelly Summers was stabbed to death in your bed. Perhaps you want to start telling us what really happened, because, with the amount of evidence stacked against you, your days are numbered.” He pushes me against the wall as Sheriff Stevens pulls him off telling him to cool it.<br /> β€œI’m not going to cool it. Kelly was a good girl. She was family, and this white-collar prick comes into our town and kills her.” Deputy Hudson spits. Drops of sweat accumulate at his hairline.<br /> β€œWhaβ€” what are you talking about? Kelly? She was fine when I left,” I sputter, choking on my own words. <br /> β€œHow? How did this happen?” I collapse. The room spins and spins. The deputies let me fall to the ground as they take a step back.<br /> Who would hurt Kelly? The text messages from her husband. I recall them, each more menacing than the last and full of threats. It had to have been him. <br /> β€œHer husband. It had to have been her husband. Check her phone. Check her texts,” I pleadβ€”trying to put all the pieces together, trying to make sense of it.<br /> β€œDon’t you talk about her husband!” Deputy Hudson points his finger right in my face.<br /> Sheriff Stevens pushes him away from me. He turns back toward me. β€œWe’re looking at all angles, but like the deputy eloquently said, this isn’t looking good for you.”<br /> β€œI would never hurt Kelly. I-I-I couldn’t. I loved her.” I drop my head into my hands.<br /> β€œThat’s great,” Sheriff Stevens says with a hint of sarcasm. β€œWhy don’t you follow one of these deputies and go call your wife?”<br /> -<br /> Sarah Morgan<br /> I find myself face to face with a man by the name of Sheriff Ryan Stevens. He matches the rough description of millions of men on this planet. <br /> Sandy brown hair kept high and tight in typical, ex-military-turned-police fashion adorns his head, sitting just north of his intense green eyes. These eyes have seen a lifetime of experience already and show as much fatigue as the rest of his face. <br /> The detail that I notice the most, though, is how he carries himself. This is a man in charge; this is a man who cares about his work; and this is a man not to be crossed. <br /> Despite the lethargy and years of abuse to his body by his line of work, his spirit is matched by none, even deputies half his age.<br /> I’m seated across from him in a small, disorganized office. Matthew is waiting for me in reception. I wanted him in here with me, but not until I knew what was going on.<br /> I still am unclear, and I have yet to see Adam, but I’ve been assured that he is all right and that I will be able to speak with him after I’ve talked to the sheriff regarding the incident my husband was involved in.<br /> β€œMrs. Morgan, thank you for your patience,” Sheriff Stevens says.<br /> β€œSarah is fine.”<br /> β€œRyan is fine as well.” There’s a bit of snark in his voice, but there’s kindness in his eyes. Whether that kindness is for me or not, I don’t know.<br /> β€œWhat is going on?” I cross one leg over the other, leaning back in my chair.<br /> β€œI need to ask you a few questions before you see Adam.”<br /> β€œOkay.”<br /> β€œWas Adam with you last night?”<br /> I take a moment to think of the night before. I came home late from going out with Anne. But Adam came home later than me. He said he had been at the lake house writing, which is the norm. <br /> He goes there to write frequently and stays there for days at a time. It was one of the main reasons we had gotten the lake house. <br /> He was having trouble for the longest time putting words on paper, and when he came to me with the idea of buying a vacation home close enough for him to work at, but far enough out of the city for us to vacation to, I was on board right away. It was the perfect solution. <br /> Although I’ve rarely been there. Anne’s spent more time there than I have. She spent a week there this past summer as a part of her Christmas bonus, one week paid time off at my lake house. <br /> It was nice she had the opportunity to use it for what we had intended it forβ€”vacation. Work kept me too busy to take frequent weekend trips, but it turned Adam’s writing around. He’s been churning out pages like never before.<br /> β€œYes, at some point,” I finally land on.<br /> β€œAnd what point was that?”<br /> I pause trying to think over my answer carefully.<br /> β€œWell, I had fallen asleep. But I woke up around 2am and he was there. He could have been home for much longer.”<br /> Sheriff Stevens nods and jots down a few words on a pad of paper in front of him. He glances up at me and then writes down a couple more words. <br /> He chews on the end of his pen and glances at me againβ€”this time, running his eyes over my body. <br /> β€œAnd that’s at your home in D.C., correct?”<br /> β€œYes.”<br /> β€œWhat happened after he got home?”<br /> β€œWe talked.” I let out a small cough. β€œAnd we had intercourse.” I know something terrible has happened. This is an interrogation, and there’s no sense in holding any information back. Adam couldn’t have done anything wrong, so honesty is the only thing that is going to make this all go away, whatever this is.<br /> β€œIs that usual for you two?”<br /> β€œA husband and a wife having intercourse, Sheriff Stevens?”<br /> β€œNo, you and Adam?”<br /> β€œWhat does this have to do with anything?” I’m irritated, and I’m done playing games with this small-minded sheriff. I tear apart men like him every day. I may be here as Adam’s wife, but I am a defense attorney.<br /> The sheriff taps his pen against the desk. He’s waiting for me to speak as he has no intention of answering my question. He’s trying to get an understanding of Adam’s and my relationship, but why? What could he think Adam has done? Sure, we don’t have the perfect marriage, but who does? And why is it any of his business?<br /> β€œWe’re trying for a baby,” I say not actually answering his question, but side-stepping it. If he doesn’t answer my questions, I won’t answer his.<br /> β€œCongratulations.” There’s a hint of sarcasm in his voice.<br /> β€œAre we done?”<br /> β€œNo, Mrs. Morgan. Do you know a Kelly Summers?”<br /> β€œNo.” I let out a deep breath. Maybe she’s our cleaning lady? No, that’s not her name. I shake my head adding to my resounding no.<br /> He nods and underlines something on his notepad. He selects a file folder from a stack of papers and pulls out an 8x10 photo, placing it in front of me. It’s a picture of a beautiful girl with long brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. She’s smiling. She’s youngerβ€”probably late twenties. She is a stark contrast to Sheriff Stevens, where he is serious, worn down, on a mission; she is carefree, letting life take her as it wants.<br /> β€œThis is Kelly Summers. Are you sure you don’t know her?”<br /> I pull the photo a little closer and lean in really taking it in. Her beauty is truly captivating. Her freckles spread lightly along her nose, her lips are full, and her cheekbones are prominent.<br /> β€œI don’t know her.” I push the photo back toward him. He nods, taking the picture and putting it back in the folder.<br /> β€œAre you and Adam having marital problems?” He taps his fingers on the desk.<br /> β€œYou know what, Sheriff Stevens? This is getting ridiculous. I don’t know what Adam and I have to do with this Kelly woman, and I’ve had enough. I want to see my husband right now.” I’m half standing when Sheriff Stevens slams his hand on the desk.<br /> β€œSit down!”<br /> β€œOr what? You’ll arrest me? Take me to my husband.” I stare him down. Although he is large, he is so small to me.<br /> He flips open the folder and throws a dozen crime scene photos on the desk. Right away, I notice that they’ve all been taken in our lake house. A woman is lying in our bed, covered in blood. Her eyes are expressionless. Her torso and chest are mutilated, skin gouged and scraped. I drop my purse, and my hands immediately cover my mouth as I let out a gasp and a whimper.<br /> I drop to the side of the desk regurgitating a bit of my lunch into my mouth. The acid burns as I try to force it back down, but this only makes my eyes well up with tears even more.<br /> And then it hits me. Now I know why I’m here.<br /> I feel a pat on my back. It’s Sheriff Stevens. He’s trying to calm me down.<br /> β€œI’m sorry.” He hands me a Kleenex and keeps his hand on my back. I stand facing him, though my legs are a bit wobbly beneath me. I wipe my mouth and pat at my eyes, trying to compose myself. This isn’t like me. I don’t break down. I’m strong. He asks me if I’m okay and I nod. Where I once was just trying to figure out why I was here, I now need to go into lawyer mode, because this β€œkind and simple” sheriff routine is really the work of a seasoned pro, watching, calculating.<br /> There’s a knock on the door. 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They greeted her in unison, &quot;Mrs. Owen.&quot;<br /> <br /> Confused by the sight before her, Zoe turned to Robin for an explanation. He handed her a golden invitation and said, &quot;Tonight is their wedding reception. Didn&#039;t you know?&quot;<br /> <br /> The names Darius and Pola sent a shiver down her spine, casting a shadow over her emotions. After a moment, she managed to ask, &quot;Are you inviting me to their wedding?&quot;<br /> <br /> Robin&#039;s lips curved into a mischievous smile as he replied, &quot;Why not? It&#039;s a perfect opportunity. Don&#039;t you want to avenge your mother&#039;s death?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;But... I&#039;m not ready yet,&quot; Zoe hesitated. The Balls didn&#039;t know she was still alive, and her sudden appearance was bound to cause a stir.<br /> <br /> &quot;You just need to dress up nicely and accompany me,&quot; he said, standing up and walking towards her, his hands cupping her face as he rubbed it gently. &quot;Leave the rest to me. You don&#039;t have to worry.&quot;<br /> <br /> His gaze shifted to the makeup artist and stylist, and they immediately swarmed around him.<br /> <br /> &quot;Hey, wait...&quot; Zoe&#039;s protest was drowned out in the chaos. She found herself like a doll, sitting in a velvet chair, at everyone&#039;s mercy.<br /> <br /> As the makeup artist and stylist worked their magic, transforming Zoe&#039;s appearance, she felt both excited and anxious.<br /> <br /> Several hours later, Zoe emerged from the dressing room, barely recognizing herself in the mirror.<br /> <br /> The stylist had skillfully styled her hair into an elegant updo, while the exquisite makeup on her face accentuated her natural beauty. She wore a captivating evening gown that hugged her figure, exuding elegance and confidence.<br /> <br /> Robin, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, stood waiting by her side. When he saw her refreshed appearance, he couldn&#039;t help but widen his eyes in admiration.<br /> <br /> &quot;You look stunning,&quot; he whispered softly, his voice filled with genuine appreciation.<br /> <br /> Blushing, Zoe smiled, feeling a surge of confidence within her.<br /> <br /> Taking a deep breath, she prepared to face the challenges ahead. &quot;Thank you, Robin. I&#039;m ready.&quot;<br /> <br /> In her heart, she was having a silent conversation with herself.<br /> <br /> They took away Grandpa&#039;s company!<br /> <br /> They brutally killed Dolcie!<br /> <br /> When I was kidnapped, they just stood by and did nothing!<br /> <br /> It&#039;s my time to vent my anger. I shouldn&#039;t be timid! I shouldn&#039;t be soft-hearted! I shouldn&#039;t feel uneasy about this!<br /> <br /> They owed me!<br /> <br /> It&#039;s time to take it back!<br /> <br /> Everything that belonged to me! I&#039;m now demanding it back!<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> ……<br /> <br /> In the Sky Garden of the Gallino Hotel.<br /> <br /> Darius was in a white suit and Pola was in a strapless golden dress. They were holding wine glasses, and chatting with guests with a light smile. There were smiles in their eyes.<br /> <br /> Pola drained the glass of wine, her gaze lofty and noble. She had always enjoyed being the center of attention, and now, looking around the room, there wasn&#039;t a single female guest who could attract as much attention as she did.<br /> <br /> The hair ornament on her head was made of gold. It was as if she was afraid that others wouldn&#039;t know about her immense wealth. Even the hem of her dress was hand-sewn with golden threads, and her high heels were gold-plated.<br /> <br /> When she was enjoying herself, there was already quite a stir at the entrance of the garden.<br /> <br /> Holding onto Robin&#039;s arm, Zoe took graceful steps onto the red carpet.<br /> <br /> She was dressed in a champagne-colored gown, looking noble and elegant. Her hair was coiled up at the back of her head, adorned with a delicate and dazzling crown. The intricate and exquisite diamond necklace around her neck was eye-catching, and the thick, elegant diamond bracelets on her wrists added to her nobility.<br /> <br /> As soon as she appeared, she instantly outshone everyone present.<br /> <br /> All the guests were unable to take their eyes off Zoe.<br /> <br /> It was the first time in their lives to see such a refined and elegant woman!<br /> <br /> Zoe was clean, and simple, but had outstanding features and a graceful demeanor. Her eyes were clear and cold yet not lacking in spirit.<br /> <br /> &quot;Zoe?&quot;<br /> <br /> Zoe, in her high heels, arrived at the garden just as Pola had finished toasting the guests and was about to leave. Their gazes met in mid-air, causing Pola to drop her wine glass with a clatter, which drew a flurry of attention.<br /> <br /> At first, Pola thought she was wrong. Because Zoe suddenly appeared in front of her, wearing a champagne-colored dress that was a limited edition. There was only one set in the world. Pola had begged several managers for that dress, but they all refused her.<br /> <br /> Looking at the diamond Zoe was wearing and the gemstone high heels with jewels embedded, how could she afford them?<br /> <br /> Wasn&#039;t Zoe dead? Wasn&#039;t she kicked out? 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Yes 2024-05-06 19:24 active 746 0 1074528273649050 πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ Click to Read πŸ‘‰πŸ»πŸ‘‰πŸ» &quot;What happened Bunny?&quot; He said quietly.<br /> <br /> &quot;Eddie was Casey on the couch.&quot; Her voice came out robotically.<br /> <br /> &quot;That prick!&quot; Bastian swore. <br /> <br /> &quot;What do you need me to do Mira?&quot; He spoke quietly, needing her permission to get started.<br /> <br /> Mira sniffed and looked up at him. &quot;Tear him apart.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Good girl.&quot; Bastian smiled coldly and picked up the phone. Several phone calls later and they were heading back to her house. She walked in and found them both sitting on the couch. Eddie had his head in his hands and Casey was rubbing his back. They both looked up when she appeared in the doorway, Bastian was outside and she was recording on her phone.<br /> β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”<br /> &quot;What happened Bunny?&quot; He said quietly.<br /> &quot;Eddie was Casey on the couch.&quot; Her voice came out robotically.<br /> &quot;That prick!&quot; Bastian swore. He reached out and pulled Mira into a tight hug. She put her head on his shoulder and began to cry. He was going to destroy that man. He never liked Mira&#039;s husband and thought she could do so much better - if he was being honest, by better he meant he was better, but that wasn&#039;t the point right now - Casey, he didn&#039;t know very well. She was beautiful but she reminded him of his ex-wife and when she hit on him, he bluntly turned her down by telling her he didn&#039;t date women like her.<br /> &quot;What does that mean?&quot;<br /> &quot;The type I see in court.&quot; was all he said. The implication was clear, he generally represented rich older men who married the twenty-something side piece during their mid-life crisis and didn&#039;t have the sense to get a prenup beforehand.<br /> &quot;What do you need me to do Mira?&quot; He spoke quietly, needing her permission to get started.<br /> Mira sniffed and looked up at him. &quot;Tear him apart.&quot;<br /> &quot;Good girl.&quot; Bastian smiled coldly and picked up the phone. Several phone calls later and they were heading back to her house. She walked in and found them both sitting on the couch. Eddie had his head in his hands and Casey was rubbing his back. They both looked up when she appeared in the doorway, Bastian was outside and she was recording on her phone.<br /> &quot;Mira!&quot; Eddie started to get up. &quot;Let me explain...&quot; Mira held her hand up and he fell silent. Bastian had coached her on what to do and say on the way back.<br /> &quot;Remain calm and emotionless. Ask questions and don&#039;t let him deflect or gaslight you. Stay on track.&quot; He reached over and took her hand, squeezing lightly. &quot;You got this Bunny and I&#039;m right beside you.&quot;<br /> &quot;How long have you been her?&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira.&quot;<br /> &quot;Answer the question!&quot; She snapped.<br /> &quot;A year.&quot; Casey said quietly and Eddie turned and glared at her.<br /> &quot;Shut up!&quot;<br /> &quot;Thank you.&quot; She took off her wedding ring and laid it quietly on the table. She didn&#039;t care about anything else, there was no coming back from that. &quot;I&#039;m going to go pack a bag. All further communication between us will go through our lawyers.&quot; She laid Bastian&#039;s card on the table next to her rings. &quot;He will let your lawyer know when I will be coming to pick up the rest of my things.&quot;<br /> &quot;We don&#039;t need to go through lawyers Mira.&quot; Eddie&#039;s face paled.<br /> &quot;Oh, I think we do.&quot; She turned and headed to the bedroom, pulled her suitcase from the closet, and began packing it. Eddie followed her, pleading for her to keep lawyers out of it. She pulled out her phone and texted Bastian to come in. She ignored Eddie and continued to pack her important documents, clothes, and jewelry.<br /> &quot;All communication with my client goes through me from this point forward.&quot; Bastain came into the room and stood to one side of the door with his arms folded. At 6&#039;2 and 210 lbs. of muscle and an air of drillaround and find out about him, Eddie backed off and went out and sat on the couch next to Casey.<br /> &quot;We&#039;re drilled.&quot; Bastain heard him mutter which made him grin. He had no idea just how prick he was. Bastian always went above and beyond for his clients, but he would go to the ends of the earth for Mira.<br /> ....<br /> Over the next six months, Bastian began to systematically destroy Mirabelle&#039;s soon-to-be ex-husband. She had them on recording admitting to the year-long affair and Bastian had a financial auditor who combed through their joint financials and found Eddie had spent upwards of twenty-five thousand dollars on Casey, booking hotel rooms, mini-vacations, and buying her gifts. He handed the findings of the financial audit over to a private investigator who used them to find numerous security videos of the two of them at various hotels, restaurants, and public spaces all around the country.<br /> Their house was sold and the money was taken from his portion of the sale to go back to Mirabelle. Because Eddie and Casey worked together at a very prestigious law firm themselves and had used company resources to perpetuate the affair, and Bastian and Mirabelle were former employees of said firm and still on good terms with the law partners there, they had quietly passed along the findings and gotten them both fired.<br /> Eddie didn&#039;t sit by quietly while all this was going on. He showed up at Mirabelle&#039;s new condo numerous times, begging her to stop what she was doing and to show some mercy. Bastian was done with the harassment and told Mirabelle to text him the next time he showed up and keep him talking until he got there. So she did as he asked, the next time Eddie ambushed her in the lobby, she stopped to hear him out.<br /> &quot;Mirabelle, please, I made a mistake, I&#039;m sorry and I&#039;m begging you to stop this nonsense, for God&#039;s sake.&quot;<br /> &quot;No.&quot;<br /> &quot;What do you mean no?&quot;<br /> &quot;I asked you if I needed to be concerned about Casey, and you said no. I asked you to step back from her, not cut her off, just step back because I was uncomfortable and you told me I had to get over it and deal with your friendship.&quot; Mirabelle smiled. &quot;But when you wanted me to spend less time with Bast, I did. I told him I couldn&#039;t work overtime unless there was an upcoming court case. I stepped back and told him we needed some distance because you were uncomfortable and because I loved and respected you enough to do it.&quot;<br /> &quot;So to that end, when it comes to Bastian handling the divorce and what you&#039;re now going through I suggest you get over it and deal with it. You&#039;re the one who decided to have a year-long affair, not me. You should have just asked for a divorce before you drilled her. I would have given it to you, no questions, none of this nonesense.&quot;<br /> &quot;You were told not to contact my client!&quot; Bastian came storming up to him.<br /> &quot;Relax, Avery. She agreed to talk...&quot; Eddie trailed off as he looked back at Mirabelle. &quot;You bimbo.&quot;<br /> &quot;My client did what I instructed her to do if you showed up at her home looking to talk to her again. Message me and keep you talking until I got here.&quot; Bastain handed him an envelope.<br /> &quot;What&#039;s this?&quot;<br /> &quot;An emergency order of protection. You and Miss. Harrison are to stay at least three hundred feet away from Ms. Adrien. You have been told numerous times to stop your harassment of her by both me and your lawyer and you have refused to do so. Going forward, you&#039;ll be arrested should you decide to inflict your presence on her again.&quot; Bastian looked at Mirabelle. &quot;Go upstairs Mira, I&#039;ll be up shortly.&quot;<br /> Eddie was reading through the paperwork. &quot;I can&#039;t believe this.&quot; He glared at Bastian. &quot;Seriously?&quot;<br /> &quot;Seriously. I can&#039;t believe you&#039;re a lawyer and are struggling with the concept of only contacting someone through their lawyer when told to do so.&quot;<br /> &quot;I know you&#039;re only doing this because you think she&#039;ll turn to you.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;m doing this for her because we&#039;ve been friends since we were eight years old and she deserves so much better than you.&quot;<br /> &quot;Prick.&quot;<br /> Bastian shrugged. &quot;Yeah.&quot; He chuckled. &quot;I am.&quot; When he got up to Mirabelle&#039;s condo he knocked and let himself in. &quot;You okay?<br /> &quot;I&#039;m great. I got to say some stuff I wanted to say. Felt good.&quot; Mirabelle walked over and handed him a scotch. &quot;And thanks to you, I don&#039;t have to speak to him ever again.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira, it has been my absolute pleasure.&quot; He raised his glass to her and took a sip, sitting next to her on the couch.<br /> &quot;What would I do without you?<br /> &quot;Find another lawyer who wouldn&#039;t be as ruthless.&quot; He grinned at her. &quot;It&#039;s only another month and this will all be over Mira. They&#039;ve set the court date.&quot;<br /> &quot;You just keep bringing me good news.&quot; She smiled at him.<br /> Bastian threw his arm around her shoulders. &quot;I also think his lawyer is gonna convince him to settle.&quot; He gave her a gentle squeeze. &quot;I was thinking, when this is done, you want to head up to the cabin for a week? I think we could both use a break.&quot;<br /> &quot;That would be incredible!&quot; She studied him. &quot;What aren&#039;t you telling me? Why do you need a break?&quot;<br /> &quot;John wants to bring in another lawyer. The current front runner is Kelly.&quot;<br /> &quot;As in his daughter Kelly? the one who tried to baby-trap you?&quot;<br /> &quot;That&#039;s the one.&quot; Bastian put his feet up on her coffee table and glared at them. &quot;If I leave and start my own practice, you&#039;d come with me, right? Dust off your law degree and be my partner?&quot;<br /> &quot;Well duh. I chase you to Henderson, Bastian. I follow you when you leave. You&#039;re stuck with me for life.&quot; She smiled at him. &quot;And I&#039;ll have your back no matter what.&quot;<br /> ....<br /> Three months later, Bastian stopped by her desk on his way in. &quot;Hey Bunny.&quot; He smiled and passed over the tea he had picked up for her. &quot;You ready for our cabin trip?&quot;<br /> &quot;Thank you.&quot; Mirabelle flashed him a smile. &quot;Is it actually happening this time?&quot;<br /> &quot;We have court this afternoon and then I&#039;ve cleared my calendar for the next week.&quot;<br /> &quot;Uh-huh. Forgive me if I don&#039;t believe you.&quot; She sipped her tea and passed him some paperwork.<br /> &quot;I swear, no more rescheduling.&quot; He promised.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m going with or without you this time.&quot; She shrugged. &quot;So if you reschedule, you&#039;ll be working here without me for a week.&quot;<br /> &quot;Threats Mira?&quot; He raised his eyebrow.<br /> &quot;No, Bast. Promises. My boss has approved the time off.&quot; She smirked. &quot;It&#039;s not my problem that the new lawyer has decided you are the answer to all her problems and you indulge her. I refuse to put off my much-needed vacation for her or you any longer.&quot;<br /> &quot;I have no choice but to &quot;indulge her&quot; Mira.&quot; Bastian frowned. &quot;Henderson keeps letting her take cases on that she&#039;s not ready for and I don&#039;t want our reputation going to because Daddy wants his little girl to succeed.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mmm.&quot; Mirabelle hummed. &quot;Regardless, I&#039;m leaving tomorrow at ten, with or without you.&quot;<br /> Bast tapped the papers on her head. &quot;I&#039;ll be ready. Come on, let&#039;s go find the princess and go over this stuff one more time before we head to the courthouse.&quot;<br /> They won the case and as Bastian and Mirabelle were leaving, Kelly came running up behind them. &quot;Bast! Come on, we have to go celebrate!&quot; She shoved her way between them and gripped his arm. Bastian frowned as Mirabelle stumbled and just caught herself before she fell.<br /> &quot;Oh, sorry.&quot; Kelly smirked at Mirabelle before turning her attention to Bastian again. &quot;Please?&quot; She drew the word out childishly and Mirabelle gave her a look of deep disgust.<br /> &quot;One drink.&quot; Bastian allowed. &quot;Mira? Are you coming?&quot;<br /> &quot;no.&quot; Mirabelle glared at him and walked away.<br /> &quot;What&#039;s her problem?&quot; Kelly asked. &quot;You shouldn&#039;t let you&#039;re assistant speak to you that way, you know, it sets a bad precedence.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira can speak to me any way she wants to.&quot; Bastian frowned at her. &quot;You should learn to act like an adult and not a teenager.&quot; He pulled his arm free. &quot;I have an hour if you want to get a drink, I have to be ready to go early tomorrow.&quot;<br /> Mirabelle got in her car and let out a frustrated scream.she hated that woman. She almost instantly regretted saying no. Bastian shouldn&#039;t be left alone with her. She was willing to bet one drink would turn into several and another baby scare in a few weeks. She was dumb enough to not remember the last time.<br /> Bastian and Mirabelle had met Kelly Henderson at a Christmas party three years ago and she had latched herself on to Bastian like some kind of whiny woman-child leech. Bastian had woken up the next morning with her in his bed and a vague memory of her getting in the cab with him and taking her home. She had come into the office six weeks later and pushed past Mirabelle to slam a positive pregnancy test on his desk. John Henderson had come in as well and began yelling at Bastian about making an honest woman out of her until Bastian got over his shock and started to laugh. When asked what was so funny, he informed them that he had gotten a vasectomy five years before when he caught his pregnant ex-wife cheating on him and a DNA test proved he wasn&#039;t the father. He had done all the follow-ups and had medical proof his sweat count was zero but he would step up as long as a DNA test on the fetus proved it was his.<br /> Kelly had gotten very quiet and it was only when Henderson promised to make Bastian a partner that he backed down from quitting and suing Kelly out of existence. &quot;She&#039;s young and stupid Bast, I&#039;ll keep her away from you.&quot; John had forgotten his end of the bargain. She knew Bastian was getting his ducks in a row to leave and doing his best to not cause waves, but that meant Mirabelle had to put up with Kelly&#039;s attitude too, and the attempt to push her down had pushed her past her breaking point.<br /> Bastain was taking far too long to make his exit, if he wasn&#039;t ready to go tomorrow morning, or if she got there and Kelly was in his bed, she would be leaving her resignation on his table, along with the check for his services as her lawyer. He had refused payment after the divorce was settled, but she had written the check anyway and planned to just deposit it into his account, knowing he would never notice.<br /> She looked up and saw Bastian coming toward her car. She seriously considered driving away but decided to see what he wanted. When he was beside her door, she lowered the window. &quot;Are you sure you don&#039;t want to come?&quot;<br /> &quot;I could come, but you&#039;d be bailing me out tomorrow.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira...&quot; He sighed. &quot;You have to be professional.&quot;<br /> &quot;Why? She isn&#039;t.&quot;<br /> &quot;You&#039;re better than her.&quot;<br /> &quot;So why don&#039;t you hold her up to the standard you hold me up to Bast? Why does she get away with almost shoving me to the ground, but I&#039;m told to be professional for expressing my displeasure at it?&quot; She glared at him. &quot;Thanks so much for standing up for me back there, the way you came to my defense warmed my cold, dead heart.&quot;<br /> &quot;You&#039;re right Bunny, I&#039;m sorry. I should have said something.&quot; Bastian felt guilt curl in his stomach. Mirabelle scoffed and folded her arms. &quot;It&#039;s only a little bit longer Mira and we&#039;ll be able to leave.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;ll believe it when I see it Bast.&quot; She shook her head. &quot;I&#039;m near the end of my rope, she treats me like I&#039;m less than a dog, and honestly, the fact that you agreed to a drink with her...&quot; She shook her head again. &quot;Be ready at ten, I will leave without you if you&#039;re not.&quot; She pulled out her parking space and drove off before he had a chance to reply.<br /> ....<br /> Five minutes to ten the following morning Mira pulled up to Bastian&#039;s condo building and let herself in. She had almost just kept going to the cabin, not believing he&#039;d be up and ready to go. He had texted her a few times throughout the evening, each time letting her know he was heading home, the last time had been close to midnight. So much for one celebratory drink.<br /> She unlocked the door and let herself in, it was quiet, but she could hear the shower in the bedroom going and groaned. Of course, he wasn&#039;t ready. She was just about to turn to leave when the door opened and Bastian walked out. He froze when he saw her, guilt blooming across his face.<br /> &quot;Mira.&quot; He croaked.<br /> &quot;Hey Bast.&quot; She leaned on the counter, smiling humorlessly. &quot;Should I wait and see who comes out of the shower or is it who I think it is?<br /> &quot;It&#039;s not what you think.&quot; He started and winced as the words came out.<br /> &quot;Seriously?&quot; she laughed harshly. &quot;So you didn&#039;t bring that bimbo back here last night after your one celebratory drink and drill her, knowing full well what she did to you the last time?&quot;<br /> &quot;I brought her back here, but...&quot;<br /> &quot;Nope. I don&#039;t care. It&#039;s none of my business, I&#039;m just your PA and...&quot; She dug through her purse and laid the envelope with her resignation and the check on the island. &quot;At the end of my vacation, I&#039;m not even that anymore.&quot; She placed the keys to his condo on top of the envelope and turned to leave.<br /> &quot;Mira, let me explain.&quot; Bastian moved quickly toward her.<br /> &quot;I told you if you weren&#039;t ready at ten I was leaving without you. I left out the part about me resigning, but I was hoping I wouldn&#039;t have to.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira!&quot; Bastian chased her out into the hall and down to the elevator. &quot;Will you just let me explain!&quot; He caught her arm and spun her to face him. &quot;I didn&#039;t sleep with her, I slept on the couch, she got herself wasted and I couldn&#039;t just leave her alone, she&#039;s showering because she vomited all over herself and my bed and that&#039;s why I&#039;m not ready to go, I was cleaning up. I&#039;m sorry, I&#039;m packed, we just need to drop her off at her place and we can go.&quot;<br /> &quot;Why did you have to look after her at all Bast? Why didn&#039;t you just call her father to come to get her?&quot; Bastian blinked and she knew he had thought of that and Kelly had begged him not to. &quot;You knew we were leaving at ten. You know how done I am!&quot; Tears filled her eyes and she pulled herself from his grip. &quot;Why are everyone else&#039;s wants and feelings more important than mine? Including the girl you say you can&#039;t stand?&quot; She jammed the call button for the elevator, the doors opened and she got on.<br /> &quot;Bunny, I&#039;m sorry.&quot; Bastian put his hand out and stopped the doors from closing. &quot;Just come back and let me get her out and we&#039;ll go.&quot;<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want to go anymore.&quot; Mira said quietly. &quot;I want to be alone.&quot; She heard a door open and Kelly&#039;s nasally, whiny voice reached them.<br /> &quot;Bast?&quot; Bastian looked down the hall and then at Mirabelle.<br /> &quot;Go on, she needs your help.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;ll come to see you later.&quot;<br /> &quot;I wouldn&#039;t bother.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mira we need to talk. You can&#039;t just resign and make all these decisions without discussing things with me.&quot;<br /> &quot;Pretty sure I can.&quot; She shrugged.<br /> &quot;Bast?&quot; Kelly called again. &quot;What are you doing?&quot;<br /> &quot;Go on.&quot; Mira encouraged him. &quot;She&#039;s calling you.&quot;<br /> &quot;This isn&#039;t fair Mira.&quot; Bast was starting to get angry. &quot;You know if I had another choice...&quot;<br /> &quot;You had lots of choices Bast! And in every single one of them, you have put me last and made me put my head down and be the bigger person! I&#039;m done.&quot; She pushed his hand off the door and it slid shut.<br /> Bastian swore loudly and spun around, he stormed down the hall and glared at Kelly who looked a little afraid at the look on his face. &quot;Call a taxi and get out of here.&quot;<br /> &quot;But I&#039;m still sick!&quot;<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t care. Get out.&quot; He walked into his bedroom and gagged as the smell of alcoholic vomit hit him. Mirabelle was right, he should have just called her father, but she had begged him not to. He quickly pulled on clothes and walked back out, grabbing and throwing the bags of her vomit-soaked clothes at her feet. &quot;Go. I have somewhere to be.&quot;<br /> He grabbed the envelope Mira had left and opened it. Reading the resignation letter quickly to see what she was putting down as the reason. Resigning due to continued disrespect from other members of the practice and the failure of her immediate supervisor to put a stop to it. He noticed the date and realized she had written it three weeks earlier. He searched his memory for what had happened and remembered he had walked in on Kelly berating her for a mistake in a legal document in the lunchroom in front of the receptionist and other PAs. Mira had let her go off and then calmly stood up and informed her that she was not her assistant and according to the electronic signature, Kelly had typed up the document herself, making the others in the room laugh.<br /> Kelly had lost it and started to yell at her. He had stepped in and asked Mira to apologize to Kelly for her tone, but hadn&#039;t said anything to Kelly about her yelling at Mira for her mistake. Mira stared at him and said very clearly. &quot;No.&quot; and walked away. He had followed her to the office and she had shut the door and told him she would quit if he ever treated her that way again. He had apologized and begged her to please just keep the peace while he navigated leaving. She reluctantly agreed but reiterated that being treated that way again would result in her resignation.<br /> He shook his head and put his face in his hands. Looking up he saw Kelly sitting at the island watching him. &quot;Get. Out.&quot; he growled. &quot;Before I call the cops and have you arrested for trespassing.&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;m here at your invitation.&quot;<br /> &quot;Which has been rescinded. Leave.&quot; He looked in the envelope again and saw another piece of paper and pulled it out, frowning as he tried to figure out why she had written him a check. When he realized what it was for, he ripped it up and began to swear. Kelly finally seemed to figure out she was being an idiot and grabbed her things. When he heard the door close, he grabbed his phone and sent Mira a text, demanding to talk to her. He stared in disbelief when it came back undelivered and called the number, only to have a voice tell him the user was busy and hang up. 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