A/N:There will be three parts to this chapter because Cheynne wanted me to post right now!

Chapter 8: Working for Revenge: Part 2

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder

"How did lunch go?" Janice asks sitting down and passing me a large chocolate milkshake from Arby's.

"Quite awkward and brutally honest but that's exactly what I wanted."

"I doubt it can get any worse."

"Thank god."

Janice and I laugh, "Everyone's faces when you walked in was priceless and oh my gosh Ian has probably spent the majority of his day in his bathroom."

I can't help but laugh even more and it feels so good, "That is too funny! If he thought he was sexual frustrated before he has no clue what he is in for."

"We should get Marcus to help you out and make Ian jealous."

"Oh we don't need him hating another IT guy but I like the way you think."

"Just start having some computer problems or format problems just anything! Show him what he can't have and that he is not the only man who can take care of you."

I feel the conniving smile spread across my face, "I've missed our girl time Janice."

I'm surprised by how much I have gotten done I thought I would be here the rest of the week trying to catch up but it took only one day. I turn slightly to my right to type on my laptop and out of my peripheral vision I see Ian looking at me. I cross my legs making my dress hike up a tad almost exposing my whole thigh. He rises a little in his seat and pulls his pants down obviously uncomfortable with his growing boner.

I smile slightly well at least I know he finds me attractive.

There's a knock on my door then Marcus Wilson walks in smiling. "Hey there! What's the problem?" He gives me his megawatt perfect smile. His blonde hair is jelled to perfection slightly pointing to the right. Marcus wears a white button up, blue tie, black dress pants, and black dress shoes. He's that guy you went to high school with that was kind of nerdy but in a cute way and was drop dead gorgeous making you wonder why doesn't he have a girlfriend.

"Everything is running a little slow maybe I have a bunch of giant files or something I don't know. Then when I try formatting things it just doesn't go where I want it to go."

He comes over to my side of the desk putting his perfectly manicured hands on my shoulders from behind looking at the screen, "Show me."

Pfft I would show you a lot, I click to open Safari waiting for it to load but it takes forever.

"I see what you mean," He places his right hand over mine on the mouse moving it around. Marcus looks down at me green to brown, "You don't mind do you? I figured you wouldn't want to get up."

"I don't mind it's whatever would make you comfortable you are the expert." He glances down at my lips and that's when I realize just how close we are.

"I'll do whatever you like." He smirks a little giving away that we aren't talking about who sits where anymore.

I part my lips slightly taking in some cool air into my warm mouth. Maybe all hope for mankind isn't gone since someone other than Ian has managed to turn me on.

Point of View: Ian Somerhalder

I'm typing away perfectly content with how much work I'm getting done. Its torture not looking at Tiara not giving her a simple look that makes her get up and crawl on to my lap so I can fuck the shit out of her. I bite the bullet and glance at Tiara and that turns into a full on stare. She crosses her legs which almost completely exposes her thigh.

Fuck I get up a little and pull my pants down trying to get used to the limited space in my pants now. I was about to go into her office just to hear her voice but she looks up at the door and Marcus Wilson walks in with a giant smile. He says something she replies and he ends up touching her shoulders looking at the screen.

Oh hell no I don't care if she hates my guts but no one is going to touch my woman. I start taking deep breaths trying to control my anger but that isn't working when I see Marcus looking deep into Tiara's eyes. Her foot starts bouncing and I nearly throw my desk out the window.

She's turned on! By another man who has barely touched her! I grab the phone and call Janice.

"Yes M-"

"Why the fuck is he in there?"

"Excuse me?"

"Marcus Wilson why the fuck is he in my wife's office flirting with her?" I annunciate every syllable way too calm.

"Uh I'm not sure sir."

"Oh don't fucking play games with me Janice you know everything that goes on around here!" She starts pissing me off even more on top of the sight of another man making my wife giggle.

"All I know is that she was having a problem with the speed of her computer that's it."

I hang up and continue to watch this sick display. Tiara starts blushing and says yes making Marcus smile. He kisses her on the cheek then walks out. She has a giant grin on her face then looks over at me and it disappears. Tiara kicks off her heels and scuttles of her office. I get up trying to remain calm as I open my office door but my anger comes back with a vengeance when I see the elevator door closing.

I decide to take the stairs going down twelve flights of stairs won't kill me. I finally reach the bottom floor just in time to see Tiara jogging through the parking lot. I take off running after her and block the door from closing once I reach the car.

"Ugh! I was so close!"

"Oh Mrs. Somerhalder you should know you can't get away from me if you tried."

She rolls her eyes and folds her arms over her chest, "I'm not talking about it, and it's none of your business."

"…What did he say to make you blush?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Well I fucking asked didn't I?"

"He said that I was too beautiful to be cheated on."

I clench my jaw, "I'm firing his ass!"

"You fire him I quit!"

"Get up."

She stands to her feet and I close the car door before picking her up in my arms.

"What do you think you are doing?"

I continue walking towards the building, "I'm not letting my pregnant wife walk through the parking lot or any other place that isn't home barefoot. No matter how much you hate me right now I'm going to take care of you."

Her eyes glisten again and she wraps her arms around my neck. I feel the trickle of tears against my skin and it absolutely breaks my heart. I treat Tiara wrong she cries I try to treat her right and she cries as if everything I do hurts her somehow.

I kick my office door closed, "Do you want me to put you down?"

She shakes her head still crying.

"Do you want me to let you be alone?"

"No."

I sit down on the black couch I never use and put Tiara in my lap. She doesn't let go but actually holds on to me tighter. "I still love you," she murmurs.

"I never stopped loving you and I never will."

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder

Everything seems a little fuzzy too sleepy to wake up fully. A hand gently strokes my hair and Dolce & Gabbana fills my nostrils.

"I'm so sorry for everything baby. It seems like no matter what I do I manage to hurt you like that's all I know how to do. I promise I will regain your trust and earn the privilege of your love. Gosh I was so stupid for doing this to you I couldn't be more selfish if I tried."

I hear a sniffle and it crushes my heart to hear Ian cry.

"I can't go on without you and the thought of you walking away with our child tears me apart. I'm nothing with you by my side I wish I could take away all the pain that I have put you through. You don't deserve any of this if I could I would make you love another man that could make you happy but I can't. Oh Tiara I love you so much and for that reason I will fix myself."

My body finally decides to let me wake up with my eyes flickering slowly. "How long was I out for?"

"Twenty thirty minutes at the most. My little spawn is already wearing you out."

I laugh, "A little bit but I'll be fine. I think I'm going to call it a day I'm so tired."

"Want me to take you home?"

"Nah I'll manage you have work to do anyways." I get up and go to my office to gather my stuff. Before heading out I go back to Ian's office. I walk behind his desk and plant a gentle kiss on his forehead. "Don't over work yourself and you're not the only one who has fixing to do.

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