"Passion is the drunkenness of the mind.."

Elisa watched me from the corner of her eyes as I paced my living room, the covers for our fort completely forgotten about.

How could my life get so complicated in 24 hours. Why did he have to reappear in my life once again. I was completely fine without him, or so I kept telling myself.

Elisa knew not to speak to me when I was like this, only twice have I acted in such way and both were for horrible reasons.

My phone continuously vibrated with calls, texts and emails. I refused to look at the now cracked screen encase it was him again.

God only knows how many meetings I missed today, how many times the office had phoned but I couldn't risk looking at the screen.

"Could you phone Layla for me and ask her to cancel everything and to apologize for missing meetings?" I pleaded to me best friend as she quickly pulled her phone from her handbag to do what I should have the guts to do.

It didn't take long before Elisa was screaming down the phone about how she didn't give a fuck about what had to be done and procedures.

"I don't care. Its her company if she doesn't want to come she won't," she huffed, hanging up before Layla could reply from the other side.

My stomach churned with guilt at the thought of leaving poor little Layla with all my workload and angry businessmen. Maybe I should of just went in late like I was planning on doing but what would stop him coming to my office?

"Can you explain yet?" Elisa questioned in a soft voice as she tried not to piss me off further.

"Darien," his name leaving my mouth made nausea rise within me. The love I had for the man was long gone, vanished the day he broke me. A deep unhealthy hate settled in my heart.

"That explains the amount of men surrounding your house," she giggled as she pulled my curtains back, gazing dreamily at the hunks on my lawn. Even in a state like this the girl was still an idiot.

As soon as I got over the initial shock from Dariens phone call I rang my dad on my house phone, demanding extra security. He happily sent over more men than I needed as I thanked Zeus that he was too busy with his mistresses to ask questions; too eager to get off the phone.

"Your drooling a little," I muttered dryly as she continued to stare at the men like they were going to be her last meal. "Maybe I should tell Andrew about this," I chuckled lightly as her eyes bulged slightly, her mouth falling open as a shocked gasp left her pouting mouth.

"It's the hormones!" she huffed as she pouted slightly, looking a mixture of lustful, angry and sad. Reminding myself not to get pregnant for a long time. I was already a bitch never mind with crazy hormones. 

The thought of a little baby had a small smile pulling at my lips, the thought of a little human being growing inside of me. I would show it the love my parents never showed me, shower it with cuddles and kisses. 

Dread set in within my stomach, at 24 it was expected of me to be settling down, especially since I own such a large company. The men expected me to marry a suitable man for my class who would help me lead within my business.

The press were desperate to be the first ones to capture pictures of me with a man, the pictures of an intimate relationship they all craved for me to provide. They pictures would of been worth quite a lot of money with my reputation. No one would believe them without picture evidence. Never did I attend charity events of dinners with a man. I got Kieran to drive me then mingled with my business associates and my employees, mostly Layla. Never had I left such an event with a man.

The only man the press had only ever saw me intimate with was Darien, back then I was stupid and naive, I would flaunt myself around him in front of the cameras. I didn't realize they just wanted some juicy gossip, pathetic of me right?

He was the only man they saw me slightly intimate with, the passionate kisses to the possessive cuddles and body holding on Dariens part whenever someone came near me. The last time the pictures showed me truly happy.

Back then they never cared about me though, it was all about the gorgeous Darien and his little toy of the month. I wasn't the crazy beauty everyone loved to see in magazines back then. They couldn't believe someone like him was with someone like me. That was one of his reasons of why he left me. I was an embarrassment to him. I damaged his reputation too much to love me.

Now it was a different story, the paparazzi couldn't get enough of me. I couldn't even sneeze in public without someone having it on picture. Sometimes I wished they just saw me as Georgios daughter but now they see me for the looks I have grew into, the money I create, the men I have on my arm; or in my case lack of men.

No one noticed the change in my attitude after the humiliating break up, only those close to me knew what I went threw. The only ones who can tell that I have completely changed from the little 18 year old girl who thought love was all happiness and rainbows. I couldn't of been any more wrong.

I didn't love anymore. I didn't trust anyone. Men either tried to get my money or into my pants so I began to distance myself from any sort of relationship in that sense. I had my best friend Jason and Kieran, they were the only trustworthy men I needed in my life and even then I wouldn't allow myself to bed the two idiots.

I envied Elisa sometimes; everything seemed so perfect in her life. The perfect loving parents who don't just pretend to love her, a perfect family home with the perfect husband who cherished the ground she walked on and her little bundle of joy on the way. She had a good man by her side, the kind of man I wished I had met years ago to heal me from the heart ache of Darien.

What did I have? A company that earned me billions of dollars, money I couldn't share with anyone. A large home covered in expensive decoration and luxuries all to myself, surrounded by emptiness and coldness. A modeling career that had every man wanting me when I just wanted to be left alone. A broken heart which was still slowly mending together to go along with my ice bitch attitude and lets not forget at the age of 24 I still had my virginity.

The sacred gift I was going to give Darien on our wedding night, if things went to plan we should of been married by now, I would of probably had his child or had one on the way. I had tried to get rid of it, the men I had chosen in drunken bars, I seemed to sober up instantly as they tried to touch me inappropriately. The thought of them making me feel sick to my stomach.

"If you don't get that depressed look off your face this instant I swear I will drag one of those sexy ass men in here, tie you to something and let them have hot sex with your helpless body!" my mouth went dry at the threat, her eyes blazing in annoyance as I held my hands up in surrender.

"You need to put your big girl pants on and get over it! He left you when you were 18 after spending 4 years of your life with him. I understand that he was your first love but after what he did to you at your own birthday party the man doesn't even deserve for you to acknowledge him never mind mope about and be scared of him! The Sapphire I knew would never become so weak over some guy you used to love. You would calmly tell him to go fuck himself with chili sauce!" she huffed out, standing from her chair to calmly smooth out her clothing.

"Now get your ass in that shower, put on some sexy underwear and a cute little outfit and then the pizza should be here!" she smiled excitedly as she pushed me out of the room towards the stairs with a little too much strength. She was right I did need a shower, I didn't have one before dinner last night as I got ready in the office and my morning had been far to hectic. 

Heat flushed to my cheeks as I checked myself in the mirror, my duck pajamas were hanging loosely around me, showing none of my curves, my mascara had smudged giving me panda eyes and my hair was like a birds nest, how the hell could Darien even look at me this morning looking so horrid?

"I don't hear the shower on!" Elisa shrieked from down the stairs as I instantly jumped into my large shower in a fright. The woman was utterly terrifying.

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I couldn't even smile at my appearance as I gazed at my body in the mirror. I was still as slim as ever, my curves still in perfect shape which surprised me considering I lived on coffee and breakfast cereal bars. The occasional pizza whenever Elisa had a craving but apart from that my body didn't need much food. 

My long blond hair flowed in loose waves the way it always did, my cold eyes covered in darkness from the lack of sleep; thank god for makeup.

Sighing I walked out of my room, my summer dress swirling around me as I felt like a little girl once again, considering my normal clothing clung to me like a second skin.

The door chapped the instant I got to the bottom step, my stomach growling at the thought of the delicious pizza at the other side of the door as Elisa's heavy footsteps thumped on the marble floor as she dashed for the door, well attempted to, more like ran like an obese penguin. A cute one may I add.

The thought of her being a zombie entered my mind as I chuckled softly, I could imagine half dead people moving the way her body was, her eyes wide in delight for food as she grunted lowly with each step, her legs not going quickly enough. Times where I wished I had my camera on me to record my hilarious best friend.

Having enough of my best friends efforts I moved in front of her, pulling the door open to get my delicious goods. A smile plastered on my face as Elisa pressed herself against my side, ready to rip the pizza from the poor guys hands.

"Yey!" she squealed as the pizza box came into view from the open door, the pizza instantly disappearing from the mans hands before she sauntered away, opening the box as she walked like a starved animal.

Not even a thanks to the poor guy.

"Its not nice trying to lock me out treasure," my breathing stopped as I looked properly at the man before me. His body covered in a pizza delivery jacket which looked a few sizes too small for his manly frame. A cap on his head with the pizza logo on it, covering his messy hair. I really needed new security, they had strict orders.

"How much did you pay them?" I grumbled as I raised an eyebrow at him, Aiden was in charge of the gates and I swear when I got my hands on him his ancestors will feel the pain of his balls getting shoved back inside his body.

"Too bloody much, they are hard to break," he chuckled lightly in amusement as he pulled the tight jacket off his body, sighing in relief as I tried to look anywhere but his gorgeous arms.

"Not hard enough," I growled lowly as I sent a small glare in the direction I knew Aiden would be standing.

"If you ask me treasure it was a waste of time getting extra men here, although I never mind a challenge," he smirked cheekily as my core dampened within my panties, my body shivering slightly from the breeze, but mostly by him being so close to me.

"You should be at home with your fiance," I couldn't hide the venom in my voice as his face paled slightly, his hands clenching into fists as his hard eyes scanned my face for a moment, looking at every inch of me as if he hadn't saw me for years. Six to be exact not including dinner and this morning for a short amount of time.

"So much beauty," he mumbled under his breath as if dazed. 

"You need to l-," hot lips molded to mine filling my body with a fiery passion, the lips I was so used to so long ago messaging against mine as if we had never been apart. A groan of approval vibrating onto my lips as he pulled our bodies closer with need. 

My lips instantly reacted as my hands knocked the hat off his head, my hands winding threw his hair like I used to as his arms wrapped around my small waste, pulling me closer to his tall body. A whimper leaving my mouth when his teeth softly bite into my lower lips, pulling it into his mouth as I shuddered under the sensation.

"Will you close the fucking door I'm getting a draft!" Elisa screamed from the dining room as I quickly pulled my body away from Darien, my eyes wide in horror as my fingers rubbed my now bruised lips.

He never said anything as he breathed hardly, looking at me with his intense eyes.

"Go back to your fiance and baby," my voice was soft as my heart began to shatter all over again, so many memories coming back from the simple kiss with Darien. It felt so natural to kiss me, that scared the hell out of me.

"Treasure," he looked at me with pleading eyes as I took a step back into my house.

"That shouldn't of happened, it will never happen again. Leave," I whimpered softly as I slammed my front door shut, pressing my back to it as I slid to the floor, a sob leaving my body as my chest heaved. How could I be so stupid?

It didn't take long for Darien to leave, his footsteps fading the further away he walked, each step stabbing me in the heart a little harder.