Back on the 17th floor I sit at my desk in the accounts department. I stare out of the window; it's still raining so there's not much to see on this gray and dismal day. Perhaps the weather is affecting my mood. I don't know why I keep snapping at Christian but maybe it's something to do with his constant tracking and security issues, if he told me more maybe I would understand. I turn back and switch on the computer; I have so much to do if I'm going to make a decent presentation to Christian in about 90 minutes time.

At 11.25 the phone on my desk rings, its Andrea informing me of the time and that I'm due to meet 'Mr Grey' in five minutes. Why is everyone so formal with him? He must have warned her that I get lost in the moment and that my time keeping is appalling for her to call me, he's the total opposite, never late for anything and hates lateness in others.

I make my way back up to Christian's office arriving at 11.29. He looks at his watch and smirks.

'Did Andrea call you?' he asks

'Yes' I smile back at him.

'Let's get straight down to business and then we can have lunch and talk.' He says. His blackberry vibrates and he checks the message.

'Are you going to be using that thing all the way through our meeting?' I ask trying to smile sweetly at him. He looks at me through narrowed eyes and then drops the phone on his desk.

We make our way over to the meeting desk. I show him what I've been up to the last couple of days. He seems quite impressed with a few ideas that I've come up with. I tell him that when I eventually have overall control of my investments if we merge some of them with Christians it means we will be the majority shareholders. We also look at the small transport company that is starting to make a loss and come up with a couple of ideas to either try and turn it round or break it up to sell on.

There's a knock on the office door and Taylor enters with a couple of bags.

'Mrs Jones sent lunch.' He says. He smiles at me and I smile back.

'Thanks Taylor, did you sort out the other business.' Christian asks. Taylor nods and hands Christian some keys and then leaves the office.

'Let's eat.' Christian says as I tidy up some of the paperwork. He gets out the food, a sub for him and lasagne, salad and ketchup for me.

'Wow, Mrs Jones must have known I was hungry.' I say.

'I did mention that you'd hadn't had a proper breakfast. Is lasagne all you eat at the moment?' he asks.

'Only when Mrs Jones has made it, hers is the best.'

'She spoils you; I think I'll have to have words with her.'

'Are you jealous?' I ask him and he bursts out laughing. We chat as we eat.

'So why the bad mood earlier? It's not like you.'

'I don't know, I think it's to do with all the pressure of security, constantly being watched and having to think about what I'm doing. Yesterday when I dropped Hannah home I would normally just have driven her and not thought about anything but all I could think about was not making you angry.'

'Why are you worrying about making me angry?'

'Because…'

'You're scared of me?'

'Yes.' I mutter as I look down. I continue 'I don't like it when you get angry.'

'Is this to do with the other week?' I nod. 'It still haunts you?' I nod again. 'I'm sorry' he says sounding upset.

I change the subject. 'So can you tell why the need for the extra security?'

He looks at me and then says. 'Will it make you feel better if you know?' I nod. 'OK, the other day when you said that you felt that you were being watched Taylor checked the CCTV in the garage, someone was seen looking at your car, we're not sure if it was the girl or not as they had a hat covering their head. Barney checked the cameras in the parking lot here and we think that the same person was looking at your car again, so he's checked the city cameras and on a few occasions there has been a car with false plates following you but only between here and Escala.'

'So that's why you wanted security following me and why when there wasn't any yesterday Taylor wanted to know all about the cars around me and why I wasn't allowed to drive my car today.'

'Yes, Evans and James have been fired, they were too incompetent. Taylor has just delivered you a new car but you must be vigilant still at all times. If you're worried about anyone following you then you must call either me or Taylor straight away. We'll hang back on the security with this new car but when you leave here you will be tracked and Taylor or Barney will monitor the CCTV. Are you happy with that?'

'Yes, thanks for telling me.'

'No problem, remember to be careful at all times though. How's Hannah?'

'Very well' I say blushing slightly. I change the subject hoping he's not going to delve too deeply. 'We had a good day yesterday with mom and dad on the boat. I've decided that I'll go to university next year. I want to study mechanical engineering and when I've finished want to work for you if you'll have me here.'

'Wow, mechanical engineering. Where?' he asks

'Pullman, so I won't be too far away.'

'Good, and of course there will always be a job here for you. What about your music company and investments though?'

'Well the music business can look after itself with the executives that are already there. Most of the other investments we can merge and you can look after them. I can work for you and carry on as normal.'

'So you don't want to be a CEO'

'Not at the moment, I'll leave that to you. When you were 18 you could just be a normal teenager, thinking about going to university, sport, beer and girls. That's what I want to experience. I don't want the responsibility of the companies, houses and money just yet. Yes I know it's there but I just want to have fun but work hard and see what I can achieve on my own.'

'I admire you for that, it would be easy for you just to take over everything, you could almost do it now, I have never known anyone with a brain like yours, in the meeting this morning you were awesome. I think you shocked Ros.' He smiles at me. 'Hannah?'

'She's going to study art at Pullman.'

'So it's serious between you two already.'

'I think so, I can't imagine being with anyone else. Everything just feels so right.' I smile shyly.

'Good. Why was mom angry with you at the ball on Saturday?' I freeze, he's got me so relaxed with all the casual chatting and then he throws in this question, I was hoping he'd forgotten.

I look at him cautiously; he must see the fear in my eyes as he says 'Am I going to get angry?' I gulp and nod. We're looking each other in the eyes; mine must be wide showing that I'm scared.

'I will try not to get angry, but I'd like to know what you did to make mom so mad with you, it's probably the first time ever. Does dad know what it is?'

'Yes, he was quite calm about it and spoke to mom to smooth things over.'

'Ah, so is it something to do with you and Hannah on Friday evening?' he asks looking intently at me. How does he know? I look away nervously. He continues 'Did mom find out you were at the apartment with Hannah alone?' I nod. 'I'm surprised she's not mentioned it to me then. So was that all she was angry with?' I look at him again, I can't lie to him.

'No.' I whisper. He looks at me questionably. 'The first time we got carried away and didn't use protection. We went to mom for help to get the morning after pill.'

My head is down but I peer at him from guarded eyes, he's looking at me as if he can't believe what I've just told him, gripping the arms of the chair tightly. Oh, he's so mad like I knew he would be. He then rests his elbows on the table and puts his head in his hands, his fingers pulling at his tousled hair. I don't know what to do as I sit there. Eventually he looks at me and shakes his head.

'Christian, please say something.' He shakes his head again.

'Are you angry?' he nods.

'Shall I go?' he nods again.

'I'm sorry.' I say as I leave the office and head back to my desk in accounts.

It's just after 1pm; I sit and stare out of the window again, watching the rain and the drops as they drip down the window. I have really messed up this time. I lose myself in my work; spread sheets, figures, information about the other businesses. When I look up I'm not sure what time it is but the office is empty and it's dark outside. I switch on my phone for the first time today. There's the messages from Christian from first thing this morning, and a few from Hannah. I call her but leave a message as it goes straight to voicemail. 'Hey baby when you get this message give me a call, I've missed you today. Love you.' She must be at her gym class.

Back to the work, my eyes are tired but I can't think of what else to do. If I was at home I would play the piano but that isn't an option at the moment. My phone vibrates, its Hannah calling.

'Hi Matt, I've missed you today.'

'Hey baby, I've missed you as well. How was your day?'

'Good, I had a long chat with mom about us and going to Pullman next year, she's really happy that we are going together.'

'Hey that's good; I must have won her over with my charms.'

Hannah laughs. 'Yes I think you have, she can tell that I'm really happy. What are you doing now?'

'I'm still at work.'

'Matt, its 10 o'clock'

'Really, I must have lost track of time.'

'Are you going to stay at Christian's?'

'No, he's mad at me. He found out about us on Friday evening and isn't talking to me.'

'Oh Matt, I'm sorry, you'd just started getting on again.'

'Don't worry; I'm sure he'll calm down at some point. You'd better get some sleep. I'll call you tomorrow. Love you baby, sleep well.'

'I love you too, night.' And she hangs up.

So it's 10pm and I'm still at work, mom and dad have probably gone to bed expecting me to be staying with Christian. Christian must still be mad with me, he's not contacted me all day and he'll surely be at Escala now. I switch off the computer and gathering all my papers together make my way up to the 20th floor. It's in darkness. I wander round the office and sit at Christian's desk. Taking some paper out of the drawer and finding a pen I write him a note.

Dear Christian,

I am so sorry. I am probably a disappointment to you. Whatever I do I just seem to make you angry time and time again.

Love Matt x

I make my way to the elevator and it takes me down to the foyer. I don't really know what I should do now. Its approaching 11pm, it's too late to call mom and dad for a lift home. I didn't even get the keys to the new car off Christian so I cannot use that. I walk to the bus stop that is across the road from Grey House, luckily the South Transit bus that will take me back to Bellevue is just approaching. I pay the driver and sit down.

Staring out of the window, I see her, the girl. She looks at me in recognition and smiles. Just as the bus pulls away she takes something out of her coat that looks like a gun. I duck down instinctively but then realise that we've now moved away and there was no sound. I look back but cannot see her. My heart is beating fast. I take my phone out of my pocket and dial. The phone rings and rings and eventually goes to voicemail.

'I need your help.' I say and hang up. Shit, he said he would be there for me and he's not answered. I call Taylor but again there is no answer. I try to stay calm, taking deep breaths. I call home, mom answers.

'Mom'

'Matt, are you ok? Are you with Christian?'

'Mom, is dad there?'

'Yes, darling, I'll just get him.'

'Matt, its dad. What's the matter?'

'Christian knows, he wasn't talking to me. I lost track of time. I've just left work. I'm on a bus to Bellevue. Christian won't answer his phone.' My sentences probably don't make a lot of sense to him but he must sense that something is not right.

'Does the bus stop at the Bravern Centre?' he asks. I look at the electronic screen at the front by the driver.

'Yes dad.'

'Ok, I'll be there to meet you.'

'Thanks dad' I say and hang up.

I look round the bus, there are a few passengers dotted around but all sitting separately, most have earplugs in and are listening to music, a couple are reading books. The remainder either stare out of the window or sit with their eyes closed. I sit now, staring in front of me, willing the bus to get to Bellevue quickly.

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