After the little hearts-to-heart that they had, things went well between Tyler and Katerina; it turns out that all Tyler needed was some bedroom action to stop his lousy grouchy attitude. That morning while Tyler was still in bed, she had gotten it into her head to make a nice breakfast as a thank you for supporting me/ I love you gift. The only downside to her plan was the fact that she didn't have any cash at hand to make a quick stop by the grocery store and buy a couple of things. Thankfully, one thing that her father had imparted to her was the ability to think on her feet. Immediately she dashed to the bedroom, checking Tyler's pants pocket in case you could see any spare change but still nothing except his car keys…even his credit cards were not there. The next idea she got was to check his office which was always locked but thankfully the key was on the bedside table. Tyler mumbled something in his sleep, rolling over on the bed smiling as she bent down to place a kiss on h
She did the first thing that came to mind, ducking underneath his desk. Katerina held her breath, hearing his footsteps as he matched towards her.Her heart was beating so fast that she feared he might hear it from where he was.Thankfully, the gods up there listened to her prayers because he only poked around for a while, and minutes later she heard the door closing behind him, allowing her to heave a sigh of relief. However, she waited for a couple more minutes before she crawled out of the desk, glancing around.The room was empty, save for a few scattered paperwork on his desk. Walking towards the door, she pushed it open and then she slipped out, only to dash into the nearest bathroom to fix her hair. Katerina also splashed a little bit of water down her dress. Casually walking out of the bathroom, she collided with Tyler who was also walking out of a room, pretending to act surprised. “Hey, there you are! I've been looking for you.” Tyler exclaimed, drawing her into his arms.“
Somewhere in South France…A knock sounded on the door, the sound loud in the quiet space.A man was standing, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. His back was to the door with a cigarette in his hand, the smoke billowing up the ceiling. “Come in.”A waiter ruled a trolley in the field to the max with food and snacks as well as a lot of beverages to take from. Demonstrating at the window slowly turned around on his heel watching the waiter approach with a cautious eye. “Your food, sir.” The waiter announced, removing several dish covers from each dish with a flourish, the smell wafting up from the food and flooding the room.The man nodded with satisfaction as he stared at each meal, happy with his choices. “Thank you, you may leave.” He instructed the waiter after slipping several $100 bills into the guy's hands. As the guy was about to leave, he stopped him with his voice. “Oh, and please tell the lady outside to come in.”The waiter bowed, rushing to the door to carry out the man
Melinda walked the way shortly after the brief talk, Giorgio explaining how he wanted things to go what he expected from her.Just hope that she didn't let the newfound power he'd just bestowed on her get into her head, especially when power has a way of taking over people.Luckily, this was not his first rodeo and from the minute she left, he had a couple of people watching her, to brief him on how she spent every second of her day making sure her movements were well accounted for.If Melinda mistakenly thought about pulling one over him, Giorgio would know to put her down before things got out of hand.He lit up another cigarette, placing the other end in his mouth as he sucked down on the nicotine allowing it to fill up his lungs before puffing it out.The rush of this Cuban cigar was extraordinary, which was why he always took his time with one piece. Unfortunately, precious alone time was cut short when there were two raps on the door followed by the entrance of his closest aide
Luckily, Katerina was able to book an appointment with Amber Green two days later and it took quite a lot of convincing Tyler that this was the right thing for her to do.But even at that, he wanted her to take a bodyguard along. Katerina refused, putting her foot down.There's no way in hell that she'll be walking around with the constant reminder that something horrible had happened to her. After much pleading and begging with an amazing night in the sack, Tyler agrees but with the condition that she will be checking in with him every 3 hours. She understood his worry so she let that slide.A couple of hours before she was set to be in Amber Green’s office, Katerina stood in front of her mirror checking out every part of our body. The sense of insecurity and anxiety overwhelmed her as she could see every visible car here or stitch in her body most of which had recently gotten from her accident To be honest she felt very insecure, not sure she could stand in front of Amber Green an
“So where do you want to start?” Amber asked Katerina, folding her arms as she stared at Katerina over her table. “In your fill-out form, you mentioned that you had some issues that you were struggling with, maybe you can start with that.”Katerina looked down at the floor, thinking of what to say. On her way over, she had a whole speech planned with even cues to follow but right now…her mind was blank.“I don't really know what to say,” she chuckled nervously, her eyes bouncing around the room as she shifted uncomfortably on the seat.Amber's eyes were quite intense, almost as if they could see past her shell piercing into her soul. “Why don't we start like this? why don't you tell me something about yourself…anything.”“When you see anything…what do you mean?” Katerina asked cautiously. Amber spread her arms as wide as she could go. “Anything in the figurative sense. Tell me something about you that no one knows…something true.”“Okayyyy…” Katerina dragged the word out, rolling her
Rolling her neck around to pop the kinks out of it. Amber twisted the door knob, walking inside her house. It was a one-story bungalow that she bought with the first big money she got.The mortgage had been paid off a couple of years prior, and now the land was legally hers.Every time she entered the house, it always filled her with some sense of pride.Unlike most of her clients, she didn't come from money …quite the opposite.Amber had to work extremely hard to be able to afford every penny she had and aside from that, she had to be extremely prudent, saving aside each money that came into her hands.She passed her living room, heading toward the kitchen.There was a little space in between the two rooms, filled with awards that she'd won over the years.At times, when she went out in public and people seemed to recognize her she thought it was a dream. If someone had informed her a couple of years prior that this would be her life, she would have denied it.Opening the fridge, she
“Hey, you!” Tyler exclaimed, pulling her into his arms. “How did it go?”Coming back home to her better half was better than anything she'd ever experienced, digging as she hugged him tighter before pulling away. “Great, it went perfectly and I was able to get a couple of things off my chest, so yeah…terrific!”Tyler moved back so that he could look into her eyes. “Are you sure about that? Do you need anything?”She laid a hand on his arm. “Tyler, I'm fine okay? I think this actually might be good for me.” Worrying her lower lip, she debated on telling him or not before finally going through with it. “I decided to up her sessions from two times a week to three times a week. Is that okay?”“Um …sure.” He looked puzzled. “Remind me why you're doing this again?”She pulled away, walking past him to go to the kitchen. “You know why I'm doing this.”“I do, it's just….you seem different.”“Bad different?” She queried, turning to face him.“No, good different which is great because I don't