Chapter 2

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When Mia woke, she was deliriously sore after Marcus's wonderful welcoming, he decided that he wanted a few more and she was more than happy to indulge. When she looked at the clock she realized that it was 12 in the afternoon, as much as she would love to lounge around all day but she had work to do , when she made her way to the living room she heard the sound of Marcus's voice and it filled her with so much joy she felt over whelmed. She knew for some time that she was in love with Marcus, she wouldn't tell him yet of coarse but it was still a nice feeling to have. She was about to make her presence known when she realized that Marcus was on the phone and something made her just stand there and listen. "Mia is just a little play thing that keeps me entertained, I keep her happy, she keeps me happy, that is it. I harbor no feelings towards her, other than lust, she's just someone who I can get a good fuck from whenever I want." That's when she couldn't hold back her sobs any more and he turned around. He had the audacity to looked ashamed when he looked her in the eyes, and that's what made her heart break more than it already had. "Is that how you've been thinking about me this whole time, a bloody play thing." "Answer me bastard answer me!" She yelled. He sighed deeply looked up at her and said "yes" and with one word her heart was damaged beyond saving. She hadn't realized she was crying until she tasted the saltly liquid fall on her lips. She ran into the bedroom, and took out all her belongings but she refused to even look at the things he had given her, for with everything he got her brought memories that she will never remember the same again. When she looked at the nightstand she saw her design journal, the one Marcus had given her so that when ever she had an idea she could hurry up and jot it down, she reached for it but couldn't bring herself to pick it up. The designer in her didn't want to let good designs go to work, but she knew if she ever used those designs it would only bring her more pain. So she gathered her things and was making her way towards the door, when she decided to take one last look at Marcus, he looked indifferent, like he didn't care or even felt anything towards the fact that he had hurt her and her soul wept even more, when she looked in his eyes she caught a glimpse of something but she couldnt figure it out before it vanished and all that was left was green lifeless eyes. Her hand was on the door knob when she decided to hell with it and get in one last remark before she left, she turned her head towards him and said "Just know this Marcus deh Luca, you will never be able to come near this 'play thing' again. Do you hear me I will never allow you use me again." When she was about to walk out he said in a flat voice " I never bother with things that I have grown tired of." With that last blow Mia left the loft and made it all the way to her hotel suite before she finally gave in to the sobs that rocked her body so hard, she felt as if she was loosing apart of her soul and heart with each sob.

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