The love of a Mr. CEO

“She’s not using me if that’s what you’re implying and isn’t that what you did to get where you are now” Ivan snaps back with equal anger.

“I had to in order to get the praise I deserve and plus why not” the voice which I assume is Simone’s replies.

“I don’t see why me being with Amelia is such a big problem to you even though we’re not together” he replies frustrated.

“Just because we’re not together doesn’t mean I don’t want you” she says suggestively and I take the time to step out from my hiding spot. The scene before me makes my heart stop as Simone is chest to chest with Ivan while gripping his arm. I clear my voice as both snap their attention towards me and I walk towards Ivan.

“Are we ready to go or was I interrupting something important” I ask innocently and Ivan looks back at Simone before shaking his head.

“We can go now if you’d like mia cara” he tells me nervously and I nod before walking away not waiting for Ivan. I push through the crowd of people as I make my way towards the front with Ivan hot on my heel. As I got to the front entrance, a hand grips my hand and pushes me up against the wall.

“Mia cara, what’s your problem” he asks me frustrated and my blood boils in anger.

“You told me you were going to go talk to Simone’s parents, not to go discuss your past relationship with Simone while I sat with some creep wondering where you were” I shout in his face before escaping his grasp and walking out the door. I hide my face as the reporters bombard me with questions and quickly slide into the limo, creating as much distance as possible between us. The door slams shut and Ivan scoots closer making me push myself as close to the door as possible.

“I don’t see the problem here, nothing happened between us” he defends himself heatedly and I roll my eyes.

“The problem is you lying to my face to go talk it up with your past lover who obviously still has feelings for you. What would’ve happened if I hadn’t walked in when I did” I snap at him annoyed and he sits their shocked at my outburst.

“Nothing would’ve happened Amelia, I wouldn’t have allowed it” he replies softly and I shake my head.

“Nothing can stop a woman determined to claim a man and Simone is no different” I mutter insecurely. There was no doubt that Simone could take Ivan from me whenever she wanted and that frightened me to the extreme.

He goes to touch my arm and I move away not wanting to be near him right now. We sit in a tense silence for around ten minutes until we pull up to my apartment. Opening the door, I slam it shut without saying goodbye and run to my apartment. Slamming the front door shut, I slide down it and curl my knees into my chest while letting out a sob. For the first time in a long time, I felt utterly alone. I sit their and cry for who knows how long until I muster enough energy to get up and walk to my room. Throwing my things on the bed, I strip off from my dress and walk into the bathroom for a much needed shower.

Stepping in, I let the hot water pelt my back as my mind is clouded with thoughts of the gala, Simone and Ivan. I remember the conversation I had with Alejandro and the weirdness of the situation. There was no doubt that he knew who I was and that thought alone sent an unpleasant shiver down my spine.

I got out of the shower once my skin was wrinkled and wrap a towel around my wet body. Walking into my closet, I grab a pair of undergarments and a nightgown, quickly putting it on. I towel dry my wet hair before throwing it up in a bun. Laying down on my bed, I put my phone in the charger before looking at the one notification.

I’m sorry.

I. S

I cracked a sad smile before setting my phone down and welcoming a peaceful slumber.

Ivan’s pov.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

I got home after dropping Amelia off, and slammed my front door shut causing the walls to shake. Angrily, I stomped to my mini bar and poured myself some whiskey, immediately shooting it down my throat. Welcoming the burn, I slumped onto the stool, loosening my tie and poured myself another glass.

I thought back to Amelia’s outburst and realize that I messed up. She had every right to be angry, I lied to her and made it no big deal. The thought of her crying because of me made my heart clench painfully.

“FUCK” I shout slamming the cup down furiously at my stupidity. I quickly sent her an apology text and set my phone down hoping she texted back. Moments later my phone rings and I pick it up, eager to hear her voice.

“Baby I’m so sorry for tonight, I was stupid for lying to you, and I promise to make it up to you” I exclaim nervously hoping she’d accept my apology.

“That’s not exactly the greeting I was anticipating but sounds like you were expecting someone else” a masculine voice says making my blood boil.

“This does not concern you Alejandro so I suggest you mind your own damn business” I reply darkly trying my hardest to not explode.

“I just called to ask how you were doing, clearly there’s been some trouble in paradise” he teases coldly and I grip my glass cup in anger.

“Again, Amelia is not your concern and neither is our relationship so if you have nothing important to say to me, stop wasting my time” I snap wanting to end this phone call.

“Actually, she means more to me than you think and if she sheds a single tear because of you I will kill you” he says equally as dark and I scoff in annoyance.

“Well frankly I don’t give a fuck what you have to say nor do I care for your empty threats” I burst before ending the call and slamming my phone on the bar.

After a half hour of drinking countless amounts of alcohol, someone knocks on my door. Stumbling, I use the wall for support to get to the door before swinging it open.

“Hello babe” Simone purrs walking into my house and closing the door.

“Simone, get out” I slurred drunkly as she advanced towards me.

“How about we have a little fun first” she whispers leaning closer to my lips.

“I have a girlfriend” I slur weakly as she rubs my chest teasingly.

“The same girlfriend who didn’t trust you enough to talk to me” she purrs trying to convince me. I snap out of my daze and muster enough strength to push her off me looking at her furiously.

“Simone I’m giving you 30 seconds to get the fuck out of my house. I’m in love with Amelia and I’ll be damned if some attention seeking whore will ruin that. Now GET OUT” I shout surprised at how sober I sounded. She gets up embarrassed and scurries out of my house. I huff angrily before stumbling into my living room. I barely make it to the couch before loosing my balance and falling on the floor. The alcohol numbs the pain and I close my eyes, welcoming the darkness.

Amelia’s pov.

The next morning I stumbled out of bed with a minor headache. Clutching my forehead, I slowly walk down the stairs and into the kitchen to grab some pain killers. Putting two in my mouth, I washed it down with some water before going back into my room to get ready for work. Sluggishly, I walk into my closet and grab an outfit to wear along with a pair of heels. I walk into the bathroom and take a quick shower before putting on my outfit.