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On arrival at the office, I feel my nerves wash over me. I stumble from the car. I'm shaking all over. Aiden must be really good at hiding his stress. Either that or he really isn't feeling stressed at all.
"You ready?" he asks, taking my hand.
I gulp a lump down my throat, and I don't answer him.
We start to walk. I feel my breathing becoming shallow, almost non-existent as we walk up the stairs. He looks down at me and stops.
"Are you okay?"
I try not to show him how scared I am, so I nod.
"Jeni, talk to me. I can tell that you are not alright."
I turn and look at him.
"I know you're scared, but nothing is going to happen. We're both safe, and no one is going to hurt you."
"It's not that I think someone is going to hurt me. It's the memory of you being taken from me that's distressing."
He pulls me into a tight embrace.
"I know it was terrible, what I put you through. I'm never going to leave you again, and I'm going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I'm not going anywhere, Jeni." He kisses me and takes my hand. We continue up the stairs. Walking through the sliding doors, we enter the reception area where Josie and the other girl sit at the main desk. We walk to the elevators and I notice Josie eyeing Aiden lovingly. I really don't know what her problem is. She seems as though she's really after him, but he seems oblivious to it.
"Glad you're back, Mr. O'Connell," she says, fluttering her eyelashes.
"Thanks, Josie, glad to be back."
We enter the elevator.
"It's good to know someone still loves you, huh?"
He pulls me close to him while the doors shut. He turns to face me and gently kisses me again.
"I love you, Jenifer Taylor. Only you."
"I love you too," I murmur back to him.
The doors open, we quickly separate from each other and walk into the main area. My breath catches and I bite my bottom lip seeing the dead flowers on my desk. He puts his arm around me, and we continue toward his office.
I notice that his name plaque has been removed from his door. "Why is your name plaque gone?"
"I have no idea."
He opens his office door, and we walk into a completely empty space. Everything has been removed. It's a room, a vast, empty room. I look at him to see if he's as shocked and confused as I am. He walks back out toward my desk.
"Everything is gone from here as well." He picks up the phone and dials. "Hey, it's me. What's going on with my office?" He sounds angry. He listens to the voice on the other end of the line; I've no idea who he's talking to. "We'll come up now." He puts the phone down.
"Who was that?"
"Father. He wants to talk to both of us in his office."
I look at him and fake a smile through my rising fear. "Guess we'd better go see him then."
"Wonder what's going on," he says, sounding worried.
We walk into the elevator, and Aiden pushes the button. The soft music playing in the elevator turns to a somber, slow violin solo, which doesn't help my anxiety levels. He takes my hand while we ride the elevator in silence. The doors open. I've never been to this floor. It has the two main offices opposite each other. The two PA desks sit at the front, like on our level. The whole floor is more sophisticated, way more sophisticated. The wood is so polished I can see my reflection, and there isn't an ounce of dust to be seen anywhere. Brielle sits at the desk on the left.
"Hey, Bree," Aiden says loudly. She looks up from her desk, jumps out of her chair, and runs over.
"Oh, big brother, it's so good to see you and to have you here. I'm so glad you're out of jail." She hugs him tightly.
"This place is kind of like a jail, just a bit more posh." She hits him on the arm letting him go. She turns to me and lunges into another embrace.
"Oh, Jeni, I'm glad you're here too. We're going to have so much fun."
I look at Aiden, confused; he shrugs.
"You're here, good," Alistair says as he walks out of his office. He notices Bree still hanging from me. "God, Bree, act your