Scars Of A Broken Bond

Or perhaps, a combination of both.

Even after three years of marriage, she had failed to ignite any affection within him.

ALL he had done for her in these years had been for his grandfather’s sake.

With a forced smile, Sabrina responded, “Mr. Blakely and I are merely colleagues. Julia, your curiosity about me seems quite piqued.”

Julia grinned widely. “We’re about to become colleagues. I was merely interested in getting to know you better. My apologies if you found it offensive.”

The dinner stretched over two hours. Once concluded, it was nearing the end of the workday.

Sabrina sent the others home first, retreating to her office to complete her work.

evening, she switched off

floor was tranquil, except for the illuminated

Sabrina made her way to the CEO’s office

door open and asked

on his chair, massaging the bridge of his nose. He powered off his computer and rose to his

that the servants had already arranged

had eaten, Tyrone secluded himself in his

the living room, flipping through

herself a glass of water, retrieved her

What’s the matter?