Fated To Love You Forever

Damien leaned into his chair, listening closely as his secretary ran him through his schedule for the week. There was nothing too serious to do, but he needed to have all the info, just to make sure.

“That’s all.” She finished finally, looking down at the tablet in her hand to make sure she was right.

When she had confirmed that she was she added again, “That’s all for this week, sir.”

Damien nodded slightly. Things were looking pretty great so far, and of course it could only be better, but still he needed to make some few changes.

“That reminds me, schedule a few interviews. We need to find a replacement for Mr Carson. We almost lost that Wilder deal because of him, so I need him out of this company.”

His secretary nodded, “He claims he didn’t know the man was Mr Wilder.”

Damien waved it off, “It doesn’t matter. Whoever walks into this company and isn’t a member of the staff, should be respected. He should have known better. Send him his termination letter as soon as you leave this room.”

She quickly nodded, jotting his words down so she wouldn’t forget.

Wilder Industries was another company Damien was only too happy, to partner up with and he had the deal right in his grip until a marketing officer had disrespected Grant Wilder by speaking over him and not apologizing when he bumped into him. Damien had almost lost it when the news came to him, and he’d had to apologize profusely to Mr Wilder so he could keep the deal.

Although Mr Wilder’s guards had already taken care of Carson by beating him to a pulp, Damien decided that he still needed to fire him. It would be a lesson to others.

He needed serious, dignified people who knew their place in his company and not arrogant ungrateful employees like Carson. Anyway, that was done.

Turning, he dismissed his secretary off, watching as she left his office.

Alone again, he leaned back into his chair, raking his fingers through his hair in exhaustion. He wasn’t complete sure why he was feeling so tired all of a sudden. Maybe it was work, or maybe it was the events of the past weeks.

Damien had a feeling that he would never be able to relax completely, or ever feel like he was getting enough rest until all of this was over.

Sighing, he arranged the files on his desk and walked to his wine cabinet. After running his fingers over the bottles, he finally picked out the wine he was searching for. Pouring some of it into a cup, he proceeded to the balcony, allowing the fresh breeze whip past through him.

Damien stared at the wine glass in his hand as he sat on an ottoman, in the balcony of his office and swirling the wine in the glass taking a sip, absentmindedly he studied the intricate designs on the glass cup.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

He was trying to focus, maybe he would forget his worried but still his mind was miles away. Ever since the business lunch date with Mr and Mrs Ramon the other day, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Madison.

Every once in a while he would wonder about the real reason, why she was in this position. He wondered if she would even be willing to talk to him, and with this question unanswered he knew he had to try.

He would never know until he tried.

Making up his mind, he let out a sigh, dipped his hands into his pocket bringing out his phone as he proceeded to dial his private investigator, once again placing the phone to his ear as he waited.

Luckily for him without delaying, Mr Rudiger picked up on the first ring, “Good day, sir.”

Damien heard him greet from the other end, as he then asked, “I hope I’m not interrupting anything?”

“Not at all, sir. What may I do for you today?”

“Good. I need you to look into something for me. I need you to find the whereabouts of Madison Connor and report back to me…” He paused, his head suddenly spinning as he tried to recall something, but nothing came to his head and he continued, “I suppose that she is still in New York at the moment, so find out where exactly she’s staying, or where she’s working. Meet her manager of that hall, where she was working as a waitress the first time we met in New York. Talk to him, find out where she stays, and if that doesn’t work, and he doesn’t provide any tangible information you can then scour through all the motels in the city. I need you to find her, and report that back to me.”

He quietly hoped to himself that she would be willing to speak to him, but Damien decided he would cross that bridge when it came. Whatever it took, he would do it as long as it would bring him to the bottom of all this.

“Madison Connor you mean?” He heard Mr Rudiger say, and Damien curtly replied with a yes.

“Oh… She’s related to the Connor case we are working on, the one we were asked to put on hold. Does this mean we are to resume the investigation as well?”

Damien considered it for a moment.

He had halted the investigations earlier because his schedule had been looking tight, but now he wasn’t as busy as he was before, and that lunch with Mr Ramon had been the last of the extremely important meetings he had to take care of.

Since they were going to be looking up information about Madison and her whereabouts, it wouldn’t hurt so much and also they actually needed to round up this investigation soon.

“Yes, resume the investigation in full force. But first work on finding Madison’s whereabouts for me. It’s your priority now. When that’s done then we continue.”

“Noted, sir.” Mr Rudiger said.

“As usual, keep me updated on everything you come across. I’ll get in touch through phone call if anything comes up.”

Mr Rudiger was silent for a few seconds, “Sir? Speaking of keeping you updated, I’m yet to hear from you regarding the email I forwarded to you.”

Damien frowned. An email? He didn’t remember anything like that. “You sent me a mail?”

“Yes. Several days ago. I’ve been waiting to hear your feedback on it.”

Damien was confused for a moment as he tried to remember, and then it clicked.

The day he was in a meeting, he had received an email from Mr Rudiger bearing several attachments labelled ‘The Connors’, and he had been so busy that he had forgotten to go through them later on.

“Oh. I haven’t been able to look through them yet. I was in a meeting when I received it. But I’ll do that as soon as possible.”

“Yes sir. It’s something that you would want to see. It’s quite urgent as we are awaiting your feedback on it, to enable us know which way to head regarding the investigation.”

“I will.” Damien assured him. His curiosity had been sparked by the urgency in Mr Rudiger’s voice.

What could it contain that could be so urgent? He wondered and eager to get to it, he said finishing the conversation, “Okay, you can start working now. And as usual, come back with tangible information or don’t come back at all.”

When Mr Rudiger had assured Damien that he understood, he hung up.

Damien finished the last sip of wine just as he stood from the ottoman, walking back into his office and switching on his phone he began to click on his recent mail. He scrolled through previous ones and just as he was about to tap on the one from regarding the Connors, the sound of his door opening made him look up. His finger lingered on top of the screen and then he slipped his phone back in his pocket, staring in surprise as Katherine entered his office. He wasn’t expecting her today, and he had been with his phone all day so he would have known if she called or messaged but she hadn’t.

“Katherine? What are you doing here? I wasn’t expecting you today.”

She only smirked, flipping her blonde hair which was curled today over her face and letting some of it cover her eyes a little. Slowly, she unzipped the tiny red dress she was clad in, splaying her hands over Damien’s chest and pouting as she tugged on his tie.

“Kathie…”

“Shhh…” She stopped him, trailing her finger down his lips and then to hers. She held onto his neck and leaned into him, making sure her breasts were pressed against his chest. Twirling her fingers in his hair, she stood on her tiptoes long enough to place a soft kiss to his lips.

“Babe…we’ve been fighting so much lately, and I’m tired of fighting.” She pouted, her voice low as she kissed him lightly again, “I decided to surprise you today, because I miss you so much… I miss you and I want you.”

She bit on her bottom lip seductively and she began to pop the buttons off his jacket, and then his shirt. She ran her fingers over his muscular chest, trailing light kisses over it while he just sat limp, allowing her do whatever she wanted.

He wasn’t really in the mood to have sex, but he knew he couldn’t no to her seeing how she had gone extra lengthy just to be with him. She was in a good mood today, refusing her would bring up discussions he didn’t want to have also and so he played along.

He helped her pull off his shirt completely, and then his pants. He pulled her hair away from her face, claiming her mouth in a heated kiss.

As she began to weaken under his touch, he nipped on her neck, carrying her up in his arms bridal style. When he got to the couch in his inner office, he pulled the rest of her clothes off, holding onto her waist and as they became naked together in no time, he began to prepare her before thrusting into her.

He didn’t stop until she finally climaxed, and he satisfied her thoroughly.