Convulsions

Darren

Darren POV (same time, during Elena' s POV)

"You know right, How much I love you?"Katherine said pleadingly.
"Well, you know that that I know it baby, there is nothing for you to plead me for."I said in a understanding tone.
"Baby, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry"she almost cried holding me to her.
I took her face in my hands and said "No Kat there is nothing to be sorry of, I already told you that."I kissed her forehead sweetly and she sobbed quietly.
Katherine clutched me tighter to herself, and sobbed harder.

I held her to myself caressing her hair softly and whispering soothing words.

Her hair was naturally a light strawberry blonde with streaks of golden blonde, her eyes were the colour of grey, a deep shade of grey that had the speckles of dark brown in it, the contrast made her eyes glint, a pale and a beautiful flawless complexion, a body so impossible not to crave for...for it was a curvy with long legs and full bust.Clearly she was a woman for whom a man would lay his life down her feet.

And she...she was my wife.
I don't know what I had done to get such a beautiful and a supportive wife.

My train of thoughts was halted when I heard the ping of my mobile.
I grabbed my mobile from the near bedside stand and opened the text message from Viktor, all the while when Kat's arms were snaked around me.

It read 'Dont forget the very important meeting with THE MRS HITLER. It starts sharp at 11a.m. and she hates latecomers and no matter how much of a great deal we have for her, she will kick us out in a matter of swipe of her fingers, if we are so late by even 1 minute. So better stop trying what you have been since 3 years. Get up and get to work' even through the text I could imagine him emphasizing the word trying.
I grimaced remembering the meeting.
How could I forget? I thought to myself.

Kat was still in my arms, now asleep with her nose and cheeks red and lashes still damp from sobbing.
I sighed.
She was beautiful, and no one would deny that.
I slowly unhooked my arm from her and laid her softly on the peach mattress of our bed.

Our bed I thought and laughed to myself quietly.

Funny it didn't serve the purpose of its to me.

I quickly get dress into a white plain crisp shirt with a pair of black pants and blazer.

"Ah...my Armani suit."I sighed to myself.
I take down the lift to the ground floor.

It's a 24 storey building where I live-Amber named after my mother.
Where Kat and I live now.

Obviously I own the whole building but only I guess 5 floors are used by us.
The others are naturally vacant but it gets quite handy when we host a big celebration, to reside my guests.

Well celebrations are only for the big profits or big conquests in the business.

Today, today is D-Day.

If today's deal is finalised and signed by the ever-all-angry-young-woman then I'm sure I'll host one of the biggest parties ever done in Russia.

I reach the base of Amber and head towards my Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita.

Obviously its not the costliest car out of the car collection of mine but it's my personal favourite.

Since a long time.

"To the Christopher's office" I say to my driver. His name is Tyler. He is somewhat around 40, living with a loving family.

A wife and a beautiful 6 years old daughter and a notorious 4 year old young lad.

A happy family.

"Don't go there, Don't go there Darren." I chant to myself.

I have been living in Amber, but that's not my real house. My actual house is back in Russia, its again a 24 storey building which is named Enchantress.