Akeilia POV

"I love you". Those three words, something I don't believe in.

"Me? Or the sex?"

"Both". He smiles.

"We've only known each other for just two months Ned". I sit straight with the cover above my cleavage at the bed edge.

"I just want you to know how I feel". Yeah right.

"Ok". I replied. Whether or not he loves me, he's just going to leave without a goodbye just like the rest. I just don't understand. I'm beautiful, sexy, I have money etc. Why does all of them leave without a trace?

"Just Ok?" I look behind me at him.

"I need to get to work ok, I'll talk to you later". I smile at him. I know that he's not comfortable with my reply, but what must I do? I don't wanna allow myself to get hurt again.

"Well. . .me too". He hopped out of bed showing his sexy ass going into the bathroom. I sigh, removed the cover from over me and followed right after.

My room door quickly opened and I cover my privates with my hands.

"What the f*ck!" I yelled after I saw the crazy bastard. Why the hell won't he stop provoking me?

"Where is he!"

"How did you?- Get the hell out of my house!" I pointed at the door, then quickly cover my breast again when I realized that I removed my hand.

"Akeilia what's going on". Ned comes back out with a towel around his torso. His eyes widen in shock for a bit before it goes back to normal.

"What the f*ck are you doing here?"

The crazy ass looked at me in shock.

"You f*cked him?"

"Yes and how is it your damn business. Do I tell you who to screw and who not to, huh!"

He pulled out a gun and shock and fear enveloped me.

"Michael what are you doing?"

"Shut up! I told you that no one should ever touch you but me". Tears running out of his eyes.

"We're not together Michael, we never were. You have your life and I have mine you don't own me ok!" Tears now making its way in my eyes.

He bit his bottom lip and pointed the gun at Ned.

"Michael!"

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

I leaped from my bed sweating like wild animal, breathing heavily.

This isn't the first I'm dreaming about that bastard. One nightmare ended, then another one begins.

I sigh and sit straight. I stretched for my towel then wiped my face.

Five years had passed and I still can't get over what I saw in his office. But I don't want to think about that anymore.

I'm now twenty two and I don't have a life yet. I mean I know that I'm still young, but look at Monique, she already has a family. All I do is work work work. I don't wanna complain though, because I've been very successful. I do all kinds of business. I'm not gonna go into that. But I love what I do.

I admit that I haven't been a good girl, but I don't care, at least not anymore. All they want is sex and my money. Some seems nice but after a while they vanished. It hurts for a while but I don't care about that anymore either. My jet black curly hair has grown longer, my ass got bigger, hips, boobs. Its their lost.

I bought this huge freaking house and it feels so lonely. Mom said she won't come live with me because I'm grown and I need my own space, but I don't see it. I need company.

Mom on the other hand never trusted a man to live with us much less to marry one because of what happened to me in the past, but she's not trying to work something out with this guy name Marcus.

I'm not as innocent as I used to be, so what happened to me in the past doesn't hurt that much anymore. All the nightmares and sh*t had stopped. However, John hanged himself two years after he was sentenced. Malcolm told me what the men did to him. Bastard, he found out what it feels like to get molested.

Malcolm did say something like, this moment he says things to hurt someone's feelings, then after that he apologised. Its just like what he did to me in the past. Not even prison could change him, so might as well he freaking die.

I stand from the bed walking towards my bathroom in just my white bra and pantie. They said that dark skin people looks good in white and I look great in it.

I look behind me after my ringtone went off.

I walked back to my bed, took it up and look at the caller ID.

Lenoy? Why would he be calling me now? I usually left him in charge when I'm not around. In other words he's the manager.

"Yes?" I answered irritated.

"I'm sorry madam, but-".

"But nothing, I told you that I need some time off. Whatever there is please cancel it".

"I'm sorry Madam. I told them what you've said but they insisted on seeing you". Oh really, what could be so damn important?

"What is it about?"

"Partnership".

"What partnership?"

"Please come down to the company and they'll explain". They?

"Who are they?"

"Madam please don't let this be more complicated for me". I hung up not wanting to vent my anger out on him. Can't I get just one damn day off?

I stumped my feet on the hard floor straight into the bathroom, like an upset five year old and slammed the door.

* * *

After I was finished with my shower, I properly lotion my beautiful now flawless skin. Yes I used to have a few raisins. I put my black and gold bra and my black mesh panty on, and of course a French coffee stocking. Soon I was in a black skirt that is almost at my knee, with a black blouse tucked neatly under it in my black high heel.

I neatly set my hair up in one with a little piece hanging at the front, then applied my eyeliner on my eyebrows, purple eye-shadow, mascara on my eyelashes and purple lip stick with two small silver nobs. After all that I made sure to spray some spray and stay cologne. Of course that's not the name. . .well none that I know of. I called it that because it stays on me like throughout the whole day.

Now I'm ready to get out of the car. My ringtone went off again. I rolled my eyes and stepped out of my pink Ferrari after I opened the door, closed it and pressed the lock bottom on my key.

I started to walk towards the building I own. God I'm so proud of myself, but I couldn't do it alone if it wasn't for god who's helping me to focus on the future, and my loving father, who I named it after. D&A Shaw. I know maybe I shouldn't have, but I always want to be reminded of him. Mom apologised for being the cause of his death. I told her its not her fault because he drove out, but deep down I blamed her. I won't hold it against her though, that's in the past and I need her to move on and be happy. Oh and DEALS no longer exist.

I opened the door and walked into the building. I frown when I see some strange men all over the place.

"Good morning Madam". A few of my employees greeted.

"Good morning". I said with a smile. Sometimes they made the mistake of calling me Mrs Shaw. That's just weird. It reminded me of five years ago when Monique ran me down and called me Mrs P-. Just shut up Akeilia, its time to move on.

PING!

The elevator door opened before I pressed the button.

A flash of jealousy came over the ladies faces before they stepped out and the men. . .well they're just being men.

I think one of the lady that just stepped out and I were school mates. I guess her jealousy of me was just too much for her to even greet me.

Not everyone know that I own this place. A few persons recognized me from the television when those stupid assholes took pictures of- why every time when I try to focus on the future the past keeps popping up?

I stepped into the elevator and pressed the bottom for the fourth floor.

Lenoy didn't call back but I know that its because he saw me on the cameras.

Soon I'm at the fourth floor.

PING!

The elevator door opened and I stepped out walking towards the conference room.

Whenever some of my employees sees me they either stop what they're doing if its not pertaining to work or gets nervous. Yep I'm looking at some of it now, but it doesn't matter to me once the work is being done and my company continues to rise, and also to maintain the good name of this place.

I stopped in my tracks as my heart pounds harder. These strange men again? Take a deep breathe Akeilia, inhale. . .exhale. Your the boss so act like one.

I continued to walk again until I finally reach the room. I pushed open the door.

"Lenoy please don't do that". I whispered after I got startled by him, who was standing right at the door just after I opened it.

"We're waiting here like an hour and a half madam. Your late". He whispered.

"I know".

"This is important".

"And so was my precious time that you took away from me". I said through gritted teeth while I widen my eyes. I walked pass him.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I realized how many people are in here. I took a deep breathe again, but silently.

"Good morning everyone". I said confidently looking at the long table with both men and women sitting at it. If it wasn't for my prestige I wouldn't say sh*t to any of them. I need rest from this place and I'm angry at Lenoy.

"It's about time you got here". I searched through the persons for the familiar voice. I knew something was wrong. No wonder I got nervous when I saw those strange men.

I know that deep, strong voice anywhere and this isn't f*ck*ng true. My heart continues to pound heavily in my chest. Why is he f*ck*ng here!

He's seriously looking at me. His hands intertwined, slowly swinging on the chair. And Nicolas?

So all those freaking strange men were bodyguards.

Why is my chest burning and my confidence declining? No he's not suppose to make me feel this way. I must be strong and don't you dear cry Akeilia. He's not worth it. Your a grown woman now, and both of you had moved on.

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