Seven Shades of my Heart

CHAPTER ONE: THE THIRST FOR VENGEANCE

LORRAIN
Am tired, am so done and to think I've been in love seven times. And have been screwed over the same amount of times, you know what! FUCK IT!!! Am done. This is what a reasonable human being would have said, if they were in my shoes. I've dated about seven guys in total ever since I was 15years old and all of them have been complete failures to life, to their creator and to me as well. And what do we do with such abominations to life itself? You ask. The answer is very simple, we end their god-damn lives. You see it all started like this.

I smiled as I looked into the mirror. My lips stained blood-red from the lipstick I was wearing. A long black skirt tightly stuck to me, a long slit running along my left side. My top a V-necked, maroon colour that showed off my cleavage in the sexiest way possible. My dark hair flowing down my back in tendons.

Scott had called me to say, that he'd be a little late for dinner that night because he'd been caught up in meetings all day. So my plan was to simply surprise him. So I packed some lunch food for us to eat on his lunch break and got on a cab. Arriving at his work place in under thirty minutes. The cab dropped me by the roadside near the Metropolitan sector. Where his company lay at the center of the capital. The building a seven-story building. And as I walked in strides towards the building with a basket in hand and a purse dangling off my shoulder. Whilst holding my phone in my right hand. Entering the building I smiled as every male and female I passed, as I was making my way to the receptionist, seemed to only be portraying two emotions envy or fucking lust. My smile got bigger as I came to a halt in front of the receptionist.
"Hello my name is, Lorraine Sullivan. Is Scott in?" She smiled back at me having confirmed my identity.

I was held of higher status being born in the Sullivan family, as the middle child in a family of seven. Four boys and three girls all belonging to the second wealthiest man on earth Jonathan Sullivan. My parents owned half of the great kingdom of Reshketh. Making me technically royalty in the eyes of the people of Reshketh. Though my family it's self had never considered me to be an important member of the Sullivan family. I have never considered them to be important as well. And that is why I never grew a conscious when I did things that got me in trouble and used my dad's name to get away with it.

"His in his office." She replied leaving her desk and escorting me to the elevator. When I got in she gave me a pass key card and said. "Have a lovely day miss." And the elevator doors closed afterwards.

A second later I was on Scott's floor. I made my way silently to his office which seemed to be the only one on the top floor. When I had finally arrived at his door, I took two deep breaths hoping he wasn't in the middle of a meeting. Then I opened the door using the key card the receptionist had given me and I let myself in quietly. For a second my mind went blank as I saw the back of a woman on top of Scott's desk. As Scott pumped his cork in and out of her cunt. As her breathing escalated with every friction. Both seemed to be screaming and moaning in complete ecstasy. My face contorted in anger. The anger seething through me in waves. But they continued completely oblivious to my anger. A few minutes later when they were done. Scott grabbed some tissues on his desk and cleaned up the mess they'd made on his desk. And then he proceeded to zip up his pants, clinking his belt buckle in place. Then as if realizing I was there he finally looked up and found me staring at him.
"Lorraine my dear, I didn't think you'd be here this fast ." He didn't even seem guilty or afraid at the fact that I had seen him with his whore, cheating on me. " Though an glad you're here. Me and Anne were just finishing up her interview before you walked in." He smirked at me completely ignoring my murderous face.

"Screw you Scott!!! It's over!" I shouted, my voice being the loudest in the room. The girl just remained in the same position I had found her flinching slightly at my tone. I horridly removed the engagement ring Scott had placed on my finger and threw it across the room. But Scott only laughed as the ring landed across the room with a 'ping' noise.