If Its Over: Chapter 4 By ShadyGreySteele
He is staring at me waiting for me to speak. He cracks a tasteless joke about the NDA I signed way back when and waits for my reply. Why does he even care to engage in this with me? He has no idea the extent of the heartbreak I have had endure and still suffer every day without him? That's so harsh and cold I frown and narrow my eyes for a moment then take a deep breath. I can't let him see my hurt no. Be a big girl Ana
Finally I smile at him and sit on the new modern deep gray leather couches in his office. When did he buy these? Ah does it really matter? No but it stings a bit.
"Would you like a drink Anastasia?"
"Yes please" It feels odd, like we are strangers. He gets up and walks over to the wet bar and opens the small wine refrigerator he obviously had built in the wall recently and takes out a bottle of Sancerre. He opens the cork and pours us each a glass. Our hands touch briefly as he hands it to me and we both look at each other for a moment but say nothing, we both felt it. That current is still there between us just like the very first time we touched.
"Thanks" I mutter as I take a sip
"You look different Anastasia, like the old you just like the day I met you. You still look so young and to think I met you on this very day six years ago" he says warmly. So it's not just the suit, he does remember.
"Back to basics I guess" and I shrug. He looks confused and even wounded that I don't seem eager to discuss that. Whats the point? This already torture for me. he can be so fucking vold sometimes. It's time to just cut to the chase.
"Christian, do you know why I am here today?" I ask as I look down at my fingers. Why is it still so hard to face him? He still yields this enormous power over me.
"I don't think you're here to commemorate the day we met Anastasia. So it's either about the kids or well I'm never sure what you're thinking Anastasia"
"No Christian although I don't think I could ever forget this day." I admit sadly "I am here because I would like to give you a divorce" I blurt out. Good girl Ana, you said it!
"I figured this day would come soon Ana, I've had my lawyers work up an agreement with a substantial settlement for you and the kids with a few properties. All I ask of you is that we share custody of Teddy and Phoebe and that you allow me to retain my company that I have worked so hard to build. I would also like to keep Charlie Tango, the Grace and my Jet but you can use the jet whenever it's available. All you'll need to do is sign and it can be final in about 90 days" He's planned a settlement out? oh he does want this. I feel sick, he is such a god damned control freak. Well time to play a little. I give him my most fake possible smile.
"You sound like a control freak" and I glance up at him through my lashes arching my brow at him and his expression softens.
"Oh I exercise control in all things " He says as he gazes at me trying to hide his smile.
"Yes Christian I'm very aware of that" and I roll my eyes. He takes a sharp intake of breath and folds his hands together tightly. Yep, he would like nothing better than to put me over his knee and spank the shit out of me then fuck me hard and fast over his desk while my hands are bound behind my back but he knows he can't anymore. Well he could but I can't tell him that, I wish I could jump into his lap and hug him tight and kiss him. He is so beautiful even though I know he's been unfaithful to me.
"Christian, I don't want "your" settlement. I've already come up with my own arrangement" I whisper and he gasps loudly and freezes momentarily uh-oh he looks pissed. He stands up looking flustered and angry. His expression hardens immediately and his eyes narrow. He's never looked at me this way Its almost like he is filled with hate or rage. I am frightened.
Oh He's pissed..What do you think will happen next?
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