Chapter 13

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I wake up with a sticky face, I groan and get up tiptoeing across the cold floor to the bathroom where I wash my face, getting rid of my makeup from last night. I sigh and fall back in bed, not wanting to leave my room. I reach for my phone and click the button allowing the screen to flood with light. My heart skips a beat as I read the name of the owner who sent a text

'good morning'

I smile as I read it over, I check the time and as I suspected, Vincent texted that thirty minutes ago. I text back the same thing and get up, making sure I won't do as I want and stare at the screen until he replies back. I throw my robe on over my pyjamas and stand at the door, not really wanting to go out. But I do, none the less, and the house is as usual quiet. I walk down the stairs to see at least five suitcases at the door. I raise an eyebrow in question but I soon remember my parents are moving into there hotel today. I sigh in relief at this, honestly I was about to go crazy with them around.

I walk into the dinning room to see Theo at the front of the table and my Mother and Father seated on both sides of him, all three of them with empty plates in front of them.

"Finally, I thought you'd sleep all day" my Father scoffs "you should have gotten up earlier, me and your Mother are leaving soon" he says reaching his fork across the table at a piece of sausage

"Sorry" I say looking down at my bare feet

I look slowly over at my Mother, her hair and makeup perfectly done, her shoulders high, back straight and chest out. My Father stands, already in his usual suit and tie, and Theo follows, shaking his hand "thank you very much for allowing us to stay here" my Father says as they release each other's hands

"Of course, I know Adeline and myself enjoyed your company" Theo charms them but he should speak for himself

My mother stands and smiles at Theo "we'll see you soon I'm sure, please call us if you need anything" my mother smiles and Theo kisses her hand

"It was good to see you again Lillian" he says letting her hand fall back at her side

My parents turn to me and walk in my direction, my father looks down at me with blue eyes like my own "goodbye honey, me and your mother plan to have dinner with you next week if you're free" he says in his usual emotion free and bored tone

"I'm sure I will be" I say already dreading it

My father hugs me quickly and leaves the room, leaving my mother to look after him with a frown. She looks back over at me and smiles, I look in her eyes, although a little nervous to do so from what happened last night but her eyes give away nothing as she speaks, they're just blank "can we grab lunch tomorrow?" She asks in a calm voice

I nod "sure" I say and she hugs me, I lean down at her slight shorter frame and wrap my arms under hers

She nods and walks out without another word leaving me and Theo in silence. We hear conversation in the foyer but it's mostly my parents, my mother directs a couple of our helpers to put there things in the car while my father makes annoyed comments towards her.

After we hear the door close and silence spreads Theo stands and walks towards me "that was interesting" he says

"Agreed" I laugh quietly "you were the one that invited them" I add smiling

He smirks down at me "that's true" he chuckles

It's silent for a moment and I feel odd, why was my mother and husband both nice to me? How odd...

"I've got to catch up on some work, I'll be in my office" he says and walks out

I sigh and walk back up stairs, I walk into the room my mom was staying in and grab my books. I stare at the Great Gatsby and Pride in Prejudice debating on who's love life I want to live in today, Elizabeth and Mr.Darcy or Daisy and Gatsby. I bring both down stairs, I don't want to finish The Great Gatsby because I know I'll have to give it back and keeping it makes me feel like I'm keeping a part of him. But at the same time if I do finish it it'll give me an excuse to see him again.

I sigh and feel the small pocket of my robe vibrate, I quickly dig in it and fish out my phone reading the text.

'How are you?'

He asks and I can practically hear his tone, I smile at the phone and run right into the wall.

"Ow" I wince and rub my head frowning at the wall in front of me

I walk around the wall and out of the dinning room onto the deck. I shiver as the wind nips at my hardly covered body. I call out to Sofia and she brings me a blanket and I sit on the deck looking over the garden.

I stare between the books and open the Great Gatsby to the page I was on a read away.

An hour goes by and I can't stay out here a single second longer or my toes will fall off. I hop into the house with the thick blanket wrapped around me, holding my body together. I go to sit in the library and light a fire, after I warm up enough to feel my hands I read my day away.

By dinner time I have one page left and I close the book, I never read the last page in the same sitting as the rest of the book. I don't know why I just don't want it to end, I like to save it. I'll read it tomorrow I tell myself.

I wipe the tear from my check and shake my head, well that was an emotional rollercoaster. I shake my head and put it down on top of Pride and Prejudice next to me. I stare at the fire and feel the warmth tingle my face. My stomach growls and I go to my usual stoole and Ed so kindly makes me some spaghetti. I eat while he talks to me and tells me stories of his childhood. I listen the whole time until we both bid each other a good night. I go upstairs, take a shower and climb in bed.

I scroll through the text messages from me and Vincent and can't help but smile. We've been texting all day long, ten minutes didn't go by until one of us texted the other. We talked about everything, I told him about what happened last night and he sent me a long text with some choice words.

He makes me feel like it's not only me. Like I'm not crazy for thinking the way my mother, father, and husband treats me is wrong.

I text him a final text good night and after a couple minutes he replies. I reach for my phone and read it.

'I want to see you again' his text reads

My eyes widen at the words and I stare at the screen, what do I say? I want to see him again but when?

'I don't know if I can, my parents are out but they'll still be keeping a tight leash on me'

I reply back, I lay in bed and imagine Vincent laying right next to me both of us laying there and staring at the ceiling the simple thing of being in each other's presents making us carefree and lighthearted. I move my blonde hair off my chest and spread it across the fluffed pillow. I turn on my side, the silk sheets and heavy comforter cocoon me into a blissful warm state. I feel sleepiness cloud my thoughts but before my eyes close over into sleep I feel my phone buzz against the wood loudly and turn over, picking it up again to read his reply

'You can't keep letting them control you' he says and I frown rereading his text to make sure I'm not seeing things, one I've determined that he meant what he typed I quickly reply back

'Do you think I want them to control me?'

'I think people allow what they want to allow' he comes back with and instantly that fantasy in my head a minute ago has now quickly popped into nothing

My frown depends to where my eyebrows are knitted together 'if you hadn't noticed my parents and husband arnt exactly the easiest people to talk back to. I do what I can to earn their respect but I can't just demand it. They would hate me more and do god knows what to me'

'Whatever I'm only saying this for your own good'

I gasp 'don't pretend like someone doesn't control you' I say wishing I could look him in the eye to say this

He's told me about his Father and how he looks over his shoulder through every deal and decision. He needs to stop telling me how to live my life because he's starting to sound like my mother. I can't help the fact my parents are crazy, last night I stood up for myself so he can't say I've never done anything. I tried to make my mother see my side but she's blinded by money and need for perfection.

'Good night Adeline, I'll see you soon' he says

I groan loudly and angrily, placing my phone down and rolling over in bed. What he's just going to leave the argument there? Ugh! What is wrong with him! And what did he mean 'see you soon'? I mock his voice in my head. He'll see me only when I want to see him. I pull the covers up with an annoyed face and close my eyes knowing with leaving the night on that note, I'll be tossing and turning all night.

Vincent POV
'Good night Adeline, I'll see you soon' I text, meaning my words

I'd rather not get in a fight with her, I know she can't control her parents it just pisses me off what they do to her. I lay back feeling a head ache come over me, what is this girl doing to me? I run a hand through my dark hair and groan, I can't even think without her popping up in my thoughts. I roll over, setting my phone down. Knowing Adeline and her stubborn self won't text me back, I almost laugh as I picture her knitted eyebrows and pursed lips as she reads over the words in my texts.

I shake my head and stand from my covers walking into the kitchen. I have work to do tonight, I've been sidetracked at work my thoughts consumed by a blue eyed sad blonde. I pour myself a cup of black coffee and take a sip of the dark bitter liquid. I've already had three cups, I lean against the counter and it's only eleven. I might go into the office tomorrow, it's Saturday but I know Mr.Edwards, the janitor, and he lets me in whenever, but I think I'll make other plans...I smirk as I run trough the plan in my head.

I've just got to see her again, I know it's crazy but I can't stop thinking about her, knowing she's in pain hurts me in the oddest way. I shake my head and take another sip of the sharp tasting caffeinated drink.

walking out of the kitchen and into my room I grab my phone and bring it with me into my office. Dark red oak desk, two matching chairs in front of the desk and a single book case, papers clutter my work space and lays over my keyboard. My computer is the newest and best with all my company's software on it. This room is the darkest, besides my bedroom, the rest of the penthouse is so open and clean, walking back here feels like me.

I sit down in the dark leather chair and try to arrange all the documents and invoices. I set my coffee down careful not to put it to close to the edge or near the papers. I get them all arranged in stacks and focus on my computer. I have a couple of companies wanting to combine or partner with me but even if my father would let me I wouldn't, I don't trust many of these owners and ever since Theo talked to me about 'joining him' in whatever he is planning makes me even more aware of just how many people in this industry aren't trustworthy.

I feel my phone vibrate and I hope it Adeline's texting me back, I frown to see its Amanda calling me. I sigh and answer "hello" I say

"Hey, so are you done being weird?" She asks and I shake my head

"I haven't been weird" I tell her leaning back even though I need to be going through emails and figure out what the next step is for our software

"Yes you have, you've been hung up over this girl, now can I come over I'm feeling a little lonely" she whispers seductively

I roll my eyes and shake my head taking another sip of the coffee and wondering if I should dump this out and pour myself a whiskey "then go find someone, I'm working" I tell her ignoring the other half of her comment

"Working?" She scoffs "or are you with her" she says in her usually bitchy tone

I almost laugh "I'm actually working, not that you should care who I'm with" I tell her

"Well you shouldn't be with someone married" she says angrily, at her words I grow angry as well, knowing her she loved sticking her nose in other peoples business but she seriously needs to butt out of mine

"Stay out of it, I can do what I want" I tell her

"She's married Vincent come on, let me come over and you'll forget all about her" she says

Doubtful

"No I need to work" I tell her, which is true

She groans "being with her will ruin you, your father would kill you" she threatens

"My father doesn't even need to be brought into this, I'm not five" I say my tone more hostile

"Vincent listen she's not worth it, what does she have that I don't-" class, I tell myself "come on you've never been one to try hard for a girl, if anything you're a hit or miss kind of guy, if you miss you move to the next one...besides me of course" I roll my eyes "so why her?" She demands

I sigh "it's none of your business, stop acting like you're my mother" I say not even angry at this point just annoyed

"Whatever have fun working" she scoffs and hangs up

Fine by me

I roll my eyes at her, why is she acting so weird, is she so horny for me that she can't find a better lay...I take that back I'm right there's no way she can find a better lay.

I shrug and go back to working, like I give a crap what Amanda says or thinks.

By the time I've gone through emails, sales, finances, invoices and ideas sent in by my tech people I'm exhausted. I sluggishly walk into my room and lay in bed slipping off my clothes and falling asleep almost immediately.

A/N
Hey guys sorry for a kind of boring chapter, but whatever. Thanks for reading!!
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