Preface

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It has been two years now and whoever said that it will be easy or that it will get easier, is officially branded a liar. Two whole years without her has been excruciating. What sucks even more though is the fact that I seem to be the only one who hasn’t moved on yet.

I am a 25 year old founder and owner of Anderson INC. Women fawn over me and offer their bodies to me on a silver platter. It’s disgusting really, I mean how desperate can a girl get? I won’t say this to their faces though, I need their company still. Yes, I sleep with lots of women, I don’t care and they know that. They know not to bother me after I had them once, I don’t need someone clinging on me. Besides, why would I give them hope when I know for certain that no girl will ever be able to own my heart again?

It’s 8PM and I’m still stuck at work. That’s nothing new, I have been slaving away for my company ever since... that happened. I seriously do need to get a new personal assistant. For some reason they don’t seem to last that long. That might be because they fall in love with me and then gets heartbroken when I turn them down, but hey, it could be anything. I’m not a ray of sunshine after all.

I need a distraction. Images of her are filling my mind again. I miss those beautiful brown doe like eyes staring back at me. I miss the way she never stood for my nonsense, she stood her ground. Man I miss her.

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