Chapter7♡‧₊˚Torn and Gowns

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I recommend playing the song where I put "‧₊˚" (it's also linked in the A/N)
Multi-POV

VINCENT
Finally landed in America, staying in Japan was good, a lot happened with the racing and for the most part..Ailene being here.

When she stayed a few nights at my place there was a rainstorm one night. I hated them, bad memories were tied with it and everytime one happens I just can't sleep.

But that night, when I sunk into her shoulder and she allowed me to stay there for a minute or so, she made me forget everything rain storms were to me...she planted a new memory inside my head.

She was the first girl I ever did that to, other than my mom she gave me comfort. I'm beating myself over the fact that when I saw her figure in the kitchen drinking water, the first thing I thought about was a future with her.

shit it's happening again

AILENE
I grunt as I get up off of my bed. It's finally the day of the event, the theme is elegant as always I was debating on wearing a black or red dress but we will see.

I did my normal morning routine, I decided to go to the office to drop off some documents I finished at home.

When I pulled into the parking lot my eyes caught Vincent. That night of the rainstorm still pops up into my head. He was laughing with this lady..not surprised probably his next victim.

I got out the car and we made a millisecond eye contact, it felt like 2 minutes. I wanted to talk to him about something but seeing him with a girl that looks like they were flirting, made me remember why I avoided him all over again.

When I came back down he and the girl were still talking and gosh she was a few inches closer than before. "I'll be the best dressed in red " I heard the girl say.

So that girl is coming too...wow great. "Good morning Ailene" she told me as I turned around from my car door to look at them. "Morning" I said as she smirked at me while playing with Vincent's tie.

first of all

You're talking to the next heir of the company that you fucking work in, put respect on my name by not saying it with that good for nothing dick sucking mouth. She is probably my age or even younger and she can't respect me.

I have the power to hire and fire her. I can end her with just tagging her on my social media apps and burn whatever her family owns.

Without saying that at her I just got into my car. I drove home and I counted how many times I rolled my eyes just by remembering that.

I knew which dress I was wearing now.

It's time for the event and i'm running a bit late, which is perfectly okay because all eyes would be on me.

VINCENT

I sipped my wine talking to a few men who were high in power. Just doing as I was taught, the girl that I was talking today walked in wearing the red dress I told her to. I knew the moment she talked to me she only wanted my body.

But I'm just not feeling her or any other girls to be honest. And I don't know why. She walked up to me smiling, great here she goes with her trying to seduce me. I read her like an open book..she repeats every move that all the other hoes do.

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