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Mia: âI couldnât go away without knowing⊠If things were different, I meanâŠ. if there wasnât any Diane, or AlexâŠâ
Griffin: âThereâs no point in discussing that. Things arenât different. You made your choice. Now learn to live with it!â â I was loud, with bitterness in my voice. Then, I looked out the window and gathered my strength again. âBack thenâŠyou said that I donât know you. Maybe I donât. But I can bet my life that he doesnât know you better than I do.â I looked at her. âDo you really think he sees the woman you are?â
Mia: âOh, come on, James! Then why donât you take a chance for once in your life? Letâs see what happens.â
Griffin: âCan you take a chance, Mia? Can you promise youâd never see him again?â
Mia: âYou know I canât do that right now.â
Griffin: âThen itâs just not good enough.â
Mia: âJames, this is who I am. I do not know how to belong to someone, nor how it feels that someone belongs to you. I do not know how to play safe, like you do! To make a lifetime promise. Iâm not sure if I even believe in that. And I admire you for being able to do that. I have no idea what will happen tomorrow.â
Now I was really furious. She had awaken the Griffin I never knew existed in me.
Griffin: âSafe??? You think you know what safe is?!?â â I walked toward her like a raging beast. She was stepping back âtill she reached the doors. I grabbed her by her shoulders with both arms, but she didnât look aside for a second. I was out of my self, yelling.
Griffin: âDo you think safe was when my heart wanted to burst out of my chest??? Or when I was moments away from making the biggest fool out of myself, and jump on that stage when you went into his arms?â
I never felt this desperate in my life. And she called it safe? I could throw away my whole life for her if she just gave me a sign, and she calls it safe? Again, we were on a breath range. Our legs were tangled, and I could feel myself growing next to her thigh. Fuck, Mia, what are you doing to me? She didnât flinch back. Instead, she was gazing me in the eyes, wanting me as badly as I wanted her. I felt it. I felt it back then in the backstage. I felt it when she was on this God damn stage, and I feel it now. I touched her face. You are mine. Yes you are I can see that. I was not going to back down again. I did it once and I lost her. I took one hand off of her shoulder and lowered it down to her thigh. Our hearts wanted to jump out of our chests. I slowly pulled my hand upwards, beneath her dress. I didnât know whether sheâd stop me or want me to continue, but instead she leaned her head backwards and moaned. Oh fuck it. My lips were all over her neck. With one move I picked her up and pressed her against the door, while I unzipped my pants with another one. Of, shit, she was so ready for me. Next second I was inside of her so roughly, but instead of crying out, she put her hands around my neck and kissed the hell out of me. Fuck, Mia, what are you doing to me? The harder I was, the more she wanted, and I was ready to explode.
Griffin: âNothing makes sense without you by my sideâŠ.IâŠ..I love you, God damn canât you see thatâŠâ- We couldnât refrain ourselves anymore and we both exploded, while my hair was in her fist, and my nails thrusted in her soft skin. She was mine.
Chapter Seventeen
There we were. The boss and the employee. I never felt this intensity of feelings, before this little creature curled up in my lap and leaned her head on my chest. I wanted to absorb every inch of her. Gently, I was caressing her hair, with only moonlight shining upon us. This was all I needed. Her, this close. Not on a chair next to me on a meeting, or on a stage singing. But her in my arms, pressed against my body. I was inhaling every scent of hers. Just stay here forever. I donât care. Then her soft voice interrupted my thoughts.
Mia: âNow what?â
Griffin: âYou already know my answer. Whatâs yours?â
Mia: âI donât know.â
Griffin: âMe neither. But I know one thingâŠ.You are addicted to me, as I am addicted to you.â Then I bit my lip, and took the strength to ask her. I needed to know. âThat guy, Alex. How serious is it?â
Mia: âIf youâd asked me a day ago, I wouldnât hesitate to give you an answer. All of this that you see, is his creation. If it wasnât for him and me, youâd never notice me. Like it happened in this very same office six years ago.â
Griffin: âPlease donât say that. I said I was sorry for not remembering you, and I still donât know how that could have happened.â
Mia: âNo, James, it doesnât matter. Really. Iâm just saying that he made me what I am. I practically grew up next to him. But in the same way he formed my self-confidence and femininity, he also sculpted me emotionally. You see, all I ever knew was how to seduce and manipulate men. They were nothing but an object to me. A toy. I learned to get everything I wanted, until there was nothing left to wish for. The two of us were the same. I have never experienced jealousy. I donât know how it feels to hold hands. Thatâs why I rejected you in the back stage. I knew that I could bring you nothing but pain. Your job is everything you are, it defines you. You invested yourself in it. For me, a job was just another caprice. Another proof that I could exceed myself. But, it wouldnât stop me from leaving tomorrow, without ever looking back. Just like that. You couldnât just leave everything and go with me across the world. And I couldnât ever ask you to.â
Griffin: âOk, then. Let me see who you are. Let me in. To see the real you. If itâs too much for me, just go everywhere you want, I wonât stop you. But let me be the judge of that. Donât make the decisions on my behalf. I have been through a lot myself, maybe not as much as you have, but enough to know to recognize if something is worth the risk. And I think you are. We are.â
Mia: âSo, what are you suggesting?â
Griffin: âLet it be. Let me in. We still have three-four weeks. No one has to know. Iâll take my chances. Itâll be worth the fall. All I ask of you is to do the same. Be mine. And then, if you decide to go, I wonât stop you. Deal?â
Mia: âDeal!â
I wasnât sure if I just became the happiest man alive, or just signed myself a death sentence. I didnât care. There was no backing down. I will fight for her. I will win her. I know she has strong feelings for me too. She wouldnât have been there. He sculpted her at his image, and I was aware that I might never be able to understand the rules by which his, their, world works. But she is too complex to just be this one person and suppress this other part of her that I fell in love with. And luckily for me, he knew nothing about this part. He let it wither, and I nurtured it to grow. Okay James, thereâs your chance. Do your best.
Griffin: âNow, all we have to do is to sneak out of the building unnoticed. You go first, and Iâll leave in fifteen-twenty minutes.â â She was on her way out, and asked:
Mia: âSo, Iâll see you at work?â - Oh yes you will. Now, you are mine. I pulled out the best of her as an expert in work, and letâs see what kind of woman he made her to be. Babe, I want to see your limits there. I want to see till the very bottom of you. And you just allowed me to. I smiled and pinned her to the door.
Griffin: âOh, you sure will see meâŠMiss Petrov.â â I kissed her. Because I could. Because I want to kiss her lips, and to be the last man who ever kisses them. She kissed me back and exited. Better. I would have taken her again if she didnât.
Tomorrow was a great day! A perfect one, actually. I woke up with a smile. And she will be there today, at work. Close to me. I hardly found my way through the parking lot. The press were still all around the company. Yes, they were here because of her. Her and him. The thought put the smile off of my face. But she was mine. Claire was already on the hall when I came. She was looking at me inquisitively, trying to assess my mood, and what has happened.
Griffin: âMorning Mrs. Claire.â
Mrs. Claire: âOh, Mr. Griffin, you came!â
Griffin: âOf course I did! Itâs Tuesday! Thereâs a lot of work to be done. And may I add, you look lovely today.â â I was in a good mood. I loved this Tuesday.
I called Doug to inform me of yesterdayâs events. We were in the middle of discussion when I heard a pair of high heels walking through the corridor, becoming louder as they approached my office. I thought of her. Then the door opened, and I sighed from disappointment. It was Diane. On her surprise, I was in a good mood. She came like a vulture, to pick up the remainingâs, gloating over her victory.
Diane: âWell, someone is in a good mood.â
Griffin: âYes, why wouldnât I be?â
Diane: âYou didnât show up on work yesterday. I called... So I thought..â
Griffin: âI had work to do at the university. Things just piled up after this vacation.â
Diane: âShouldnât you call Mia to go through the annex we requested from UniGlobe. She was the one who insisted on this matter, so I think we should keep her involved.â- She smiled viciously.
Yes, she wanted to twist the dagger in my back. She knew how I felt when I saw her on stage. And, she was positive things were over between us. She just wanted a proof.
Griffin: âYes, you are probably right. Claire, please call Miss Petrov to my office.â â Diane was gloating. Doug, on the other hand had no idea what was it all about.
Couple of moments later, she showed up. She was in a tight pencil skirt. Good girl. She stood by the door, waiting to be invited.
Mia: âMr. Griffin, you wanted to see me.â
Griffin: âYes, Miss Petrov, please care to join us.â â Diane was like a vulture. She didnât leave Mia out of her sight. Watched her every move, trying to assess the situation. She couldnât wait any longer, and she moved with the topic.
Diane: âI guess
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