Chapter Twenty Nine
Matured content.
Themarie was wearing a black high neck top and a long skirt that made it to the floor whilst it was all tucked together with a beautiful silver belt. The woman's hair was in a low bun with some strands of her hair stays gracefully by the sides of her ear.
"Why do I suffer?" Themarie blankly looks at the road below from the tallest window of her office building. She crossed her arms, looking so irritated and agitated.
"I mean, you deserve it." Querera, the dearly beloved personal assistant and secretary of Themarie spoke as she eats her apple. Themarie rolled her eyes at the woman before she crossed her arms as she rethinks her whole life. Haven and her are getting fine and fine now, they gotten close to one another, speaking together and the awkwardness died down.
But for God's sake!
It felt like the whole universe still wanted her to suffer. She had never been alone with Haven these days, even picking her up and getting her home, she also had to bring Harlow, Mason and Halsey back to their homes too. Rehearsals are on-going and everyone is there unlike the last times where it was by batches. There was no time for them to be together, no holding hands. She was busy with Cresia almost making her supervise the other members as well.
"Help me or I'm firing you." Themarie threatened before she sits down on her chair before crossing her arms.
"Get her on a date." Querera suggests.
Themarie grumbled and rolled her eyes as she hears the suggestion. "I can't even ask her how her day went without her friends glaring at me. You think I can publicly ask her that?!" Themarie was stressed out and she touched her forehead. She just wanted her time alone with haven but the days are getting shorter. They're going to be performing their final performance and go on a world tour. That would be another thing they will be very busy preparing for that whole thing.
"I don't know, don't pressure me!" Querera hissed. The CEO's office was rowdy today. Some employees who passed by the office looked concerned and wanted to talk a peek through the glass windows but went on their way instead when they felt the intimidating pressure. Themarie could only sigh in full defeat as she thinks of her ideas and plans being wasted and basically a flop.
"You know what you remind me of?" Querera spoke again.
Themarie raised her brows. "What?"
She grinned before crossing her legs."My Dad when he wants to make love to my Mom but we're poor back then and we sleep in the same bedroom. There's twelve of my siblings hoarding the whole mattress and my father can't have my mother alone." Querera says in full detail making Themarie look at her in full concern but Querera doesn't seem to mind her words too much.
"Do I really need to get that information, Que?" Themarie squints her eyes knowing it was an irrelevant and a very random fact.
"You just look like that," Querera says with a shrug before she continues eating.
Themarie raised her brows. "I'm not a Dad."
The secretary clicked her tongue then nodded her head. "Right, you're a Mommy." She smiled in an innocent manner as if she had not shocked her boss with that word.
"Just get out." Themarie groaned before she shook her head.
Themarie counted the days for the finals. It was now a month away, it was happening too soon in which she is excited about but her romance with Haven is just happening to a minimal now. She wants to have Haven for herself these days, they haven't gone back on living together but at least going out on dates would be good but no, even that. Haven is being guarded. Themarie sighed before she shook her head and Querera scrambled and stood up. Themarie looked confused and she turned to see Haven in which she also scrambled to stand up, her heart was pounding as she looked at the woman.

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