"I will ruin everyone and everything that stands in my way. Even him"
Aria Middleton is a Made Woman.
Being haunted by nightmares of the past is what drives her to be the Queen of the chessboard. The most important piece. She feeds off of the miser...
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"Ash Sullivan."
I am still speculating whether I have quite literally lost my mind. If not for the dangerous dark circles that threatened to invade under my eyes and the vivid imagery of red wine staining my outfit, I would not have thought that I had given so much attention to the events of yesterday.
However I pondered possible theories, perhaps it was a dream that was vivid enough to illustrate reality. Or, perhaps someone did call me yesterday but because of exhaustive ignorance my brain sought to disguise the voice. Yes, those are possibilities but I am not a mental patient.
Not only did I see him with both of my eyes, but I sensed him. Also, he said his name, what further more proof did I need than that. So, in conclusion, I was not hallucinating. I did not conceptualize an over six foot man wearing an Armani suit leaning against my car. Yes, Ash Sullivan has decided to make an appearance. After half a decade.
Although I feigned indifference yesterday, I was anything but.
My heart ached to hear him for the longest of time and I ached to see him just one last time. Now that it has happened, I find myself unknown to my own emotions. They seem to control me, and control my decisions-something that is extremely difficult to handle. I no longer know which direction I am pulled towards.
This was a decision that I had to look at logical, with a business mindedness and matters of the heart without, yet, in a matter of seconds I doubted my ethics substituting them with my emotions. He did not manipulate me or convince me to do anything, I allowed myself to lose all that I had taught myself.
Perhaps that is why they believe I am weak.
Which brings me to what should've been my main point. Should I have accepted his request?
It was unprofessional-his way of approach, and it raised questions. How did he come to receive my cell number? How did he know where I had been? Had he been watching me for some time now? Did he time his approach? I had many questions for him which he could not answer because well, I denied him.
He is one of the most notorious criminals in New York City. Incontestably, that should supposedly answer most of my questions. For the most part, it is true. He bear connections with the most powerful people in the country, let alone finding the personal information for a world renowned businesswoman. He probably threaten my work associates, I would not be surprised.
Ash-Mr. Sullivan did not state his reasons for requesting a meeting. For all I know, it could likely be sabotage. Alright, conceivably I may be exaggerating the matter but better safe than sorry. I am not about to be at the center of Syndicate crossfire.
I pondered whether I should inform Marae of the sudden appeal. She has caught me yesterday, staring outside at the spot he leaned against. Wondering, worrying, obsessing over him once again. She asked questions, the newest edition to our table was bar far confused as to why she was still seated there, I had no answers.
