Chapter 7

19 4 0
                                        

Kayla

The whole trip to Sydney was quick. Maybe because I slept through half of it.

Thanks to the late booking,I got no room in the hotel and getting myself a room in another hotel at this hour was quite impossible.  And that is how I ended up sharing the  suite with my arrogant boss.

"The couch in the living room can be turned into a bed.I will sleep there," I said and without waiting for a reply I made my way for the bedroom to grab a comforter and a pillow.

"I will have to look for a place to stay while we are in Sydney." I said to myself.

"You know,unless you feel good flattering yourself, nothing would  happen if we shared the bed, Miss Matthews. I obviously have a type and you are nothing close to it."

Wow!! I should not have been affected by his words yet some how I was. It felt like a knife cut through my flesh and was turned around through the wound. My ego was bruised and healing an injured ego is hard.

Keeping my face straight,I moved a few steps closer until I was standing right in front of Ian.I looked him straight in the eye,still contemplating on what to say,yet nothing came out.

He seemed rather amused while I stood in front of him and without getting anything out of my mouth,I walked away. Maybe silence is the best revenge,just like they say.

But I was deeply hurt. And as I stood alone in the large and exquisite bathroom,I finally broke. I turned into a crying mess,my eyes balling out tears I never knew were there.

I had met many people,and been insulted a few times but that didn't bring me down.But for some reason, a reason unknown to me,Ian always brought me down.

This was not the time to cry.No and this hell of a man could not be the one making me cry. I had to be strong if I was going to put up with him any longer because with the looks of it,I was atleast until the contract expired.

A hot shower helped me compose myself and as I got out of the bathroom,I felt like I was a different person and I didn't have to put up with his taunting anymore. I felt like I could bring him down any time he did the same.

UNDER HIS INFLUENCE Where stories live. Discover now