Love Isn't The Way.

Chapter 1

I woke up with a stabbing ache in my head, drenched in sweat, panting all around the room.

'Shit, they're back'.

I can't believe It. I try to look at the clock, but can't make out anything because of my panic attack. I will myself to focus but  I can't. I take my jacket and run out. It's pouring. Fucking perfect. Looks like it's around 5 maybe. The rain cools me down somewhat and I start running.

I ran for what seems like forever. My muscles burn and sweat runs down my face. I take a nice hot shower and feel like myself. Almost. It's 6:30. I fix myself something to eat and make a mental note to give a raise to Ms.Jones for her work In the kitchen. 

At 7 sharp, I get out of the house, James is already opening the car door for me.
James is my right hand. He does all the things I tell him to do,from driving me to the office to even killing someone for me.

It takes us about 30 min to get to my office, oops sorry my building –MELLARK. Yup, that's me Zenda Mellark,27 years old, owner of the world class fashion magazine and advertising company MELLARK.

I started the company 10 years ago from a small office to one of the top class building of the world. I exit my Lambo and enter the building. Despite the name MELLARK which was supposed to mean brightness my building is completely sterile with white tiles and black touches here and there. It might seem scary or intimidating to a lot of people but it's  my sanctuary. After all being one of the richest woman in the city will give you that.

 Most of the offices are empty which makes me furious for a minute but then I realise that the Work doesn't actually start before 8:30. I march straight to my office at the top of the building. Actually calling it an office would be an insult. Its more like a hotel room considering its size and secret luxuries inside. I know, sometimes it's great being me. One look at my calendar tells me there's not much for today which is horrible because that means I have more time to think about what happened in the morning. As much as I try to not think about it, it keeps popping in my brain like some freaking stalker.

'Not talking about what you feel is only going to make things worse, let these thoughts drown you and you'll know what to do '

Familiar words rang in my head. I am not a coward but I am never letting my past catch up to me. Not now not ever. My assistant and one of my only friend Sarah comes in at the right moment saving me from myself.

'Hey sexy, here's your coffee just like you love it' she comes in twirling like she owns the place.

Moving my eyes from my laptop I tell her

'Thanks, and do me a favor tell me my schedule for the day once again please and also connect me to the CEO of that new Publishing House which we were talking about the other day and also tell Joy to meet me ASAP, I have a few things to discuss with her and also can you get me a ticket to the ballet show which is next week' I tell her while typing all the necessary arrangements for the meetings on my laptop

'Sure, but hey are you okay, you look a little.......flushed'. She asks narrowing her eyes.

' If I wasn't ok, I wouldn't have come'.I tell her and take a sip from my coffee which surprisingly is very tasty.

' Whatever you say Zee, here is the printed version of your schedule and I've already arranged a meeting with Joy for 8:45 in your office only and if anything changes let me know '.She says with a concerned look and leaves.

Joy enters the room at exact 8:44pm rushing in with all the files and documents.
'You're promptness knows no bounds , does it ?' I ask with a smirk.

Joy is my COO and deals with all the extra tic-tac of the company and is also my ex-rival. 5 years ago Joy also started a company like mine and was doing well in the market which was obviously a threat for my company so I decided to take it down.