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Sutton's POV

I swallowed hard as i stared myself down in the mirror. I was paler than normal. Sickly looking. Maybe from lack of sleep and all the stress. I was flushed, which did make my complexion look better. I tried to calm down, because I knew being anxious would only make things worse.

I applied my makeup, a little but enough to cover up the jet lag and sleep deprivation  But makeup won't cover up the anxiety i have.

I slipped on my dress, the same dress i wore when i first met him. Why am I wearing this?? Why is he suddenly on my mind 24/7. I managed to go months without thinking of him, why now?

  I took a deep breath and looked at the time. 4:10pm. 10 minutes. 10 minutes until I walk back through the door in which i forced myself to walk out of in order to find happiness. So why was i going back?

I smooth down my tight black dress, slip on my black stilettos, and grab my bag and head towards the door

"Good luck baby." Ryan kisses my forehead and I pull him into a hug. "Don't stress it." He whispers and i peck him on the lips before I leave and I say my goodbyes and head out to the car waiting for me outside.

Ethan's POV

I gently tie my tie and pull it up to my neck. I lay down my collar neatly and button my sleeves and straighten them out. I buckle my belt, slip lf my sleek black shoes and button up my blazer.

I spray my hair slightly, style it sorta and spray on my cologne. Then i look in the mirror and smirk. Then I grab the bottle of bourbon and force a long swig down my throat. Gotta take the edge off.

I grab my phone, and the files off my desk and stop when my eyes glaze over the black folder. I bite my lip and grab it and tuck it in with all the others.

Sutton's POV

The car soon comes to a complete stop and i swallow hard. The driver opens the door for me and I slowly get out and thank him.  My heels hit the hard concrete and soon I'm walking through the glass doors of my old job, my job before I left to work for him.

To this day I don't know exactly why i took the job. Maybe because he was so intimidating and I wanted the challenge. Maybe because it was good pay. But my head always goes to the look in his eyes when they landed on my presence. The hunger, the desire, the lust. The way they traveled down my body and made me shiver entirely.

But why is Dolan Enterprises involved in my career? Oh right, because he owns the business. There seems to be no escaping him. Even if I did fly across the country, I know he would of been there. But why wasnt he? Why didn't he follow me?

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the ding of the elevator. I step onto the 47th floor and walked towards the receptionist. "Sutton Ryans." I inform and she smiles and nods. "Oh yes ma'am, mr. Thompson and his colleagues are waiting in the conference room down the hall, room 420." She speaks with class and i nod and thank her.

The sound of my heels click against the tile floor and fill my ears and the silence around me and i soon feel flushed.

My hand grabs ahold of the cold, steel handle of the door and i pull it open and let myself in.

Ethan's POV

I waited patiently for the interviewee to arrive, watching the clock. I just want this over with.  I looked down atthe paperwork and dozed off, until I heard a door open and heels click towards us.

"Ah Mrs. Ryans glad you could join us." Mr. Thompson said, and I slowly raised my head. And my eyes widen.

And there she was...

What. The. Fuck.

To be continued...

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