5 days later
*Kat’s POV
With a sigh, I took my eyes off the first-floor design I had completed for Waynst’s new office for today. After the instruction he gave me before getting into my office, he contacted me to let me know if he had any change of plans or had any new idea struck his mind and that made me erase some outline I had already made. So today mostly consisted of me erasing and drawing again.
It was frustrating but guess what, this is what I loved and that’s the 2nd reason why I am still in this job no matter how many times I have thrown my stationery items on to the floor because of frustration. And the 1st reason is to get money to get back my dad’s company from mom’s sis, Carol. All the respect for her has gone by now and hence no aunt before her name.
Shaking her face of my thoughts, I closed my computer and packed my things on the table. I kept all the designs in the shelf that is on my right and locked it. My shelf has locks because these designs are important for his company and to avoid the risk of someone taking the designs my shelf has locks. I turned around to see Ryder still working. Working Ryder is soo hot. Just by looking at him turned me on. Focus Kat focus he is not the Ryder we know anymore said my subconscious. She is right. ‘I always am’ she says smugly. Internally eye rolling at my subconscious and externally sighing thinking about Ryder, I left my office and was walking to the elevator, thinking about the past five days.
Past 5 days were eventful with Ryder avoiding me as if I am a plague and my subconscious always scolding me telling that the Ryder in front of me is not the Ryder I used to know. The more I work with him I find the feelings I had for him, who am I kidding I have never got over him, so technically I found that my love for him irritating me so much because it itches me, to be near him, to think of the times we were together making me cry which thank god I haven’t done in front of him. Jesus, I can’t even bring myself to think if I had done that. How embarrassing would that be? Me crying in front of my client.
Shaking myself from the memory of those five days, I got into the elevator. As I the doors were closing, one hand, stop it and he got inside. Guess who? Duh, he the boss. Usually the trip from our office to ground floor is fast but today it’s too slow, maybe because at each floor the elevator stops for people to get in. One strange thing I noticed was as people got in, they were surprised to see Ryder, their boss, in the same elevator as them. Haven’t they been in an elevator together with their boss? Then something struck my mind. The other elevator in which there was code. It was for him. His private elevator. If he had his own, then why was he in this. Maybe because he was in a hurry to go down.
As people got in, he became very closed to me and by the time one more person got in we were in contact. I felt his hand on my lower back. I shivered at the contact. When I looked up, I saw a small smirk on his lips noticing his effect on me, though it was too small that you have to be too close to him to see that smirk. And too close, meaning I could feel his breath on me. And I know he could feel mine on his neck.
When we got reached the ground floor most of the people got out and we both gave a sigh of relief which made us look at each other. And then we looked straight. And then I remembered the times he looked at me as if I was a stranger and how he didn’t come for the funeral, and then I remembered that he is not my old Ryder anymore and that I should not have any hope of having my old Ryder back.
The atmosphere in the lift got too tensed after my realisation that I felt very suffocated and the moment we reached the underground parking area I left before the doors could even open completely injuring myself in the process. Without even wasting a second, I ran to my car and got in. The moment I got I exhaled my breath, that is when I realised I had been holding my breath. I will need something strong the moment I reach home.
With that I took my car back and when I looked left, I saw Ryder standing with a scowl on his face without wasting anymore time I drove out of the parking lot to the main road to reach home.
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The moment I reached home I parked my car and got into my house with a loud bang and went into fridge to search for something strong to drink and I got vodka and poured some into the wine glass and took it one sip causing me to hold my throat as it was too strong and I coughed few timed before I got okay. Now that was what I wanted because it gave me some relief from the tension I felt in the lift.
I went and sat on the couch with the vodka in my hand and thought of what happened.
“Katy, I am ho- Babe what happened.” Mandy asked taking the bottle out of my hand much to my annoyance and she goes to kitchen to hand me water.
“Drink this and tell me what happened.” She said more like ordered me to drink water and comforted me to speak.
“I saw Ryder.” I said leaning back closing my eyes.
“Well, that was obvious since you are now working on his design in his company.”
“Everything was okay till we got into the same lift.”
“Wait, doesn’t he have a private lift I have heard that most of the billionaires do have their own elevator in their office? I think that he too must have one.”
“You are not wrong he do have his own elevator though I don’t know why he got into the same elevator as me.”
“Maybe I know the reason why-”
“Don’t you dare say that out aloud.” I interrupted her overexcited voice over the fact that maybe the reason must be to be with me. “I know you want us to be together like before and I do appreciate your concerns, but you must not forget the fact that he is not that old Ryder anymore. Anyway, I am going off to sleep.” I said, feeling sleepy.
“At least, eat before you sleep.” She said before I could say no I walked straight to kitchen. For me, no matter what mood I am, I always eat my food at the right time. To be very honest, sometimes eating helps me to get out of sadness or stress faster than alcohol does.
Mandy chuckles seeing me walk to kitchen to make a quick sandwich with just jam. “I always wonder how you don’t gain weight.””
“I work out.” I said with food in my food.
“But you hardly go to gym.”
“That’s my secret. Don’t ask me questions that I ask myself every day,” I say while eating, to which she chuckles and shakes her head and goes to her bedroom to change.
How lucky am I to get such a caring friend as her? I must have done something big thing in my past to get her. With a smile on my face and chewing on my food, I smiled, looking at her closed door.
*Mandy’s POV
When I got into my bedroom, I closed the door and leaned on it with a smile on my face.
Soon and I mean very soon I can do what I have been waiting to do. Seeing their irresistible attraction for each other, I am sure that very soon I can implement my plan to get the laptop from the police station and I can delete whatever is on the computer. I don’t want to risk anyone knowing my true identity.
All I gotta do is support them more like force her stubborn ass to get close to Ryder and once they are in a relation again, I can make her or manipulate her to ask Ryder for help as I am sure she won’t ask, she being such a sweetheart she won’t get close to people to use them. Though recently her ways have changed so, I think my work will be easier.
I can make her to ask Ryder to get the laptop from the station, seeing that now it is only he who is powerful enough to get the evidence of the accident of Kat’s parents. It is difficult for me and Kat to get it, since we can hardly even touch it without wearing gloves. Ryder can get the laptop using his power.
With those thoughts in mind, I went to my bathroom to change to get ready for bed. And since I had my snack in my office, I don’t even want to eat anything.
*Ryder’s POV
When I saw Kat leaving her office, something in me told to stop everything I am doing and go behind her and so I closed my computer shut and arranged things on my table switched off the lights and got off my office locked it and ran to the elevator that I never used after my private elevator was built. I kept my hand even though I knew it was dangerous to do this no matter if there was sensor or not, but to my luck it worked though I never had problems with any of my company’s devices, I always was precautious. ‘Precaution is the better than cure’ said by Johann Wolfgang.
And I was in the same elevator as her. I was happy that was in the same space as her and as my employees got in their face showed surprise. Can’t blame them since I haven’t gotten into the same elevator as they. And as more got in I got closed to her and when I touched her, I smirked little knowing my touches still had an effect on her.
But the thing that made me wonder was the moment people got out she became tensed and as soon as the elevator reached the parking lot she ran and injured herself in the process of the getting out of the elevator as quick as possible. It was as if she was escaping from me. It might be because she remembered I changed, and that made me scowl.
What the hell was I thinking? I am not that old Ryder anymore I don’t think I can be, after the things I have done to reach where I am today. And when I saw her leave, I got into my car and drove to my house which was a mansion and went to the bar in my house which was in the underground along with the game room. I drank to forget about my sorrows, but it only increased them as I thought more of her beautiful face, the innocent face of hers, beautiful eyes. More I thought about her more tears rolled down my face and I took a bottle of scotch to my bedroom and drank. Didn’t know when I slept.
I was confirmed that I had slept after I was awoken by the sunrays with a huge headache. My brain was pounding on my head as if wanting to open my head and get out, like in some cartoons I saw with Kat. Again her. The memories with her kept flooded into my head, making my throbbing increase, and I dozed off again with a smile on my face.
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