Romane called me early this morning to remind me of my appointment with the therapist, so here I was at eight o'clock getting ready for my ten o'clock session.
Karren and I had not exchanges one word after what transpired yesterday. Every single time we made eye contact she glared, bowed her head and walked away. Guilt was eating me alive. I knew I fucked up by walking away without any explanation, but I wasn't ready. While BDSM was a constant part of Romane's and I relationship, I doubt Karry had any clue about it. I had so many fetishes that I felt would somehow scare her away. That could not happen, I would not allow it, I would not lose my best friend.

I knew she was hurt because of my behaviour but I could only pray that she forgives me for my actions.
Taking my laptop up, I decided to see if google could help me with some ideas to make it up to her, while I waited for Romane to pick me up.

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Romane POV

I had been at the office late again not that I had to be here. Dario's always got things done but our new products were on high demand and I being the CEO need to signs these documents myself.

"Rommy, I'll take over  from here the workers are coming in now. I really think you should go home and get some rest." Dario's said standing at the office door his hand still on the handle.
I had known Dar from the age of fourteen his parents were very close business partners with mine. Dario was second in line for their business, his older brother Omar being the first.
'Rommy', was the childhood nick  name he gave to me and even though I had told him time and again not to call me that, he simply would not listen.

Sighing, I looked down on my watch realizing it was soon time for me to go pick my girlfriend, Maria up. I had met her a few years back when father had given the company over to me. She walked into my office, a nappy afro buddle above her head. Wearing what I presume to be very old clothing the fabric looking as if it was fighting to stay together, the colour running away from it. I didn't know why, but I could not take my eyes of her. Even in the tackiest pieces of clothes she seemed to be the most mesmerizingly intriguing being I had ever seen and when she spoke...oh lord, when she spoke it was like music to my ears. Right then and there I knew she was going to make it big. She spoke intelligently, telling me of her dreams and the purpose of her being here. Something took over me that day, I did what I had never done for anyone before. Dario's my right hand man went shopping with her buying the clothes she thought suited her and quickly after that I begun taking time out of my days to help her find sites to publish on. I had thought about making someone write for ever or simply asking a business associate to make her famous but I wanted her to work hard for what she wanted. I knew very well that she would never take any handouts. People instantly fell in love with her skills. The fan base grew tremendously, until she accomplished all the business and financially related goals she had. She had made me proud.

I had also met that best friend of her's. I had found her to be the more outgoing one. Her plans were already in her head and all she needed was momentary help. In no time an agreement was drafted up and all this made me realize there are alot of poor and unsuccessful people with a billion dollar plan. All they need is a helping hand to get them started. I can't tell you they both reached their's easily but I can surely say they never gave up.

Thinking now, I looked around my large office the photos of my family on the small mohogony table to the right corner of the room. A cabinet filled with some of the most expensive liquor stood beside it. Two black couches to the left side a coffee table in between them and a small fridge to the corner leading to the bathroom and excape door. What I really loved about this place though was that with the press of a botton , the walls from the left side would go up, glass taking it's place and giving me a perfect view of the employees, not that they had any knowledge of that. I could easily switch it from animals, to forestes, moonlight, whatever I wanted really. I had not changed much about this place. It
was repainted in the very same gray and white colour father had left it in.  I had gotten everything a man could ever have wanted. A drop dead gorgeous and successfully independence woman. Multiple businesses, houses,vehicles and awesome friends.
What more could I possibly ask for.
Feeling exhausted, I got up from around the table taking my brief case up to leave.