-Eleonora-

After my rigorous speech to Thomas we went to our bedroom and Blaze asked me to dress a comfortable outfit and a swimming suit. He claimed that we were going to relax after this stressful evening.

"So your idea of relaxing is a cold pool?" I questioned while we entered the pool area

"Actually" he said while we passed the pool "I was thinking of a hot jacuzzi!" he said while opening a door. I followed him, he guided us to a wooden balcony outside there was a jacuzzi with hot vapor coming out of it.

"How do you even have access to this?" I questioned looking around

"I know the manager..."

"Sure you do" I said while looking at the snow mountains "You know everyone"

"Almost everyone" he responded, when I looked back he was already in the jacuzzi with his eyes closed laying back on the jacuzzi wall. I took my chair and took off my clothes quickly entering the hot water with my black swimsuit and sat in front of him.

"This is weird  " I commented looking at him, he slowly opened his eyes meeting mine

"What is?"

"You... You're relaxing... shouldn't you be working?" I said with a small smile and a raised eyebrow

"It seems like I am listening to Dorothy's advice"

"Please tell her that, she will be so happy"

"I will try to remember"

"You know...she gets really concerned for you and your work" I notified him, his expression softened probably thinking about Dorothy

"I know. She is a good woman"

"Yeah and she worries about you like crazy. You should try to arrive on time for dinner some days" I proposed making him lift an eyebrow

"Because of Dorothy's worries or because you don't like to eat dinner by yourself?" he questioned with a smirk growing on his lips

His question made me furrow my eyebrows and bite my inner lip unconsciously "For Dorothy" I responded easily

"Ok"  he said with a smile " I will try to be on time for dinner some days"

"Great "

"Great" he responded back

"I never though you'd be so easy to negotiate"

"I am usually not"

"I know... so when are you particularly easy to negotiate?"

"On some occasions, specially those who have my interest" he said making me raise an eyebrow

"Have you ever had a harsh negotiation or where your deals always so easy?" I questioned curious

"I met my hardest negotiator this year" He said

"Really?" I asked making him nod

"For a man of business like me, who was been through a lot and never fails at what he does. I've been having pretty difficulties with this one negotiator" he said in an amused tone, he had never told me he had such a difficult negotiator. Actually, all I heard about him was how good he was making deals, he was smart enough to make the other part sign and happy, and yet he would take more profit out of it... like our marriage that my father stupidly agreed on and I had to correct some clauses. Then there's Mr. Brocotta who was a arduous and tiring negotiation, besides him, I don't know anyone who had a guaranty with Blaze and not agreed with his terms "This negotiator never takes no for an answer, and wants his own terms and conditions, knows how to push my buttons and drive me mad." I furrowed my eyebrows at his explanations while my head tilted trying to think of someone like that

"I would say she is quite unethical"

Unethical? OH- oh-  he is talking about me, my face turned into disdain making his smile grew bigger... I have a sense that he loves to piss me off.

"She might be unethical but she is pretty good at was she does"

"I guess... sometimes" He said shrugging his shoulders

"sometimes you are just annoying" I commented closing my eyes

"I will take that compliment"

"It wasn't a compliment" I spat. After about 20 minutes of small talk about his family and our work h«we headed back to the room, so we could sleep. We were sleeping together since we already did that back in the house once in a while every time the maids would go there to clean.

"I know you took it again" he said while i tried to open our suite door

"I did not" I said sternly looking at him

"You know I Know you are lying" he commented scanning my face

"You do not "

" I do... I know you took my candies again from my office"

"You'll have to prove it" I said opening the door and stepping in. I opened the lights and found something on the floor

"What is that?" he said taking off his jacket

"A letter" I said opening

To B,
I know it was a big messy chaos between you and your father
whoever it would mean a lot to me
if you would still show up , you know it would.

S.

I read those words and re-read them again, that S at the end made a tingly sensation on my belly and throat...what the hell was happening here?

"What is it?" He questioned. S ... as in Sarah right? Of course, it is as in Sarah, it matches the constant pattern of text and letters she sent me rigorously begging for us to show up. The question is why?

"I don't know. I guess it's for you" I said aggressively slamming the letter into his chest, he took it while questioning my behavior with his eyes.

"Oh fuck" He breathed . I sat down in the bed confused by all this but not waiting for him to step up and tell me so I questioned him.

"What the hell happened between you and Sarah?" I asked, his eyes looked at me in surprise and quickly adverted to the floor as if he was ashamed of something. Why is he ashamed?

"Nothing" he simply said placing the letter on the fire

"Surely it isn't nothing cause it would mean a lot to her for you to show up at her wedding" I responded back

"I can't have this conversation right now" he said not liking the direction this conversation was taking

"You can't or you don't want to?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Did you have something with your brother's girlfriend?" I asked impulsively, that is so fucking wicked and low of him. Blaze can be a lot but I had never suspected he would do something like this " Is that why she kept on sending me texts and letters for us to show up at this freaking wedding? I mean- You to show up?"

"She sent you texts and letters for us to show up?" He questioned

"Yes...but that's not really my point. My point is what the hell is going on between you two?"I questioned. I know this goes against the terms and conditions but honestly right now, fuck those. I need to know if this man in front of me has cheated on his brother with his future wife because, the truth is Damien is a repulsive person yet it's not right... and also that would mean that I am being cheated on, fake cheated on. Which goes against all of Blazes little clause of taking this marriages in an ethical and professional way.

"Nothing is going on" He answered back emotionless

"Did you cheat?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows of how weird that sounded

"What?"

"What is happening ? What is all of this with Sarah and you?"

"I- I can't- I don't want to talk about it" he said taking his coat again and leaving me alone on that big bedroom. My beated faster afraid of something I think, maybe afraid of being cheated on again.

Fake cheat, can't hurt as bad as real cheating. So I got ready for bed and tried to sleep which I didn't the whole night, my sleep didn't show up the whole night just like Blaze.

When the morning arrived I got ready to the wedding, I am going with that with or without a husband.

I chose the black dress, a solid choice. It made me feel pretty sexy and badass especially when I completed the look with my bitchy mad face. It was an elegant black dress that had a long tear making my leg visible, I matched with a pair of black heels and a fully black fur coat. As I finished putting on my shoes and adjusting my jacket, the door opened showing Blaze in a fully black suit. I know I am mad at him but damn, he is surely is handsome, I can understand all the excitement for this man, he has a way of being effortlessly seductive and alluring. It's honestly insanely unreal.

However I must stay strong. I am mad because he left me alone and couldn't even say or explain or give a good reason to make me shut up.

"Great you are here. Let's go" I said not to bother looking any longer at him

"Wait" he said blocking the way to the door "We need to talk"

"I don't think we do" I responded trying to pass but he kept on moving blocking my way.

"Eleonora" he spoke making me shiver. I looked at him with that weird sensation still on my body

"Stop-" I asked " I have been thinking" I said taking the courage and looking into his grey eyes "this marriage is strictly professional and last night I crossed a line. I have nothing to do about your life, being it amorous or professional. I have no right to know what you're doing even if I think it's wrong or right. It's not my business and I intended to keep it that way." I took a breath and before he could speak I carried on "I would like to know however if you are not coming to sleep where you said you were please make sure to notify me so I can lock the door at night " I said, he looked deeply in my eyes listening to my words and before he could say anything I took the chance to walk to the door and open it.

"We should go... We are already late"

"Yes" he murmured taking his black coat and following me while closing the door afterward.

Ever word I said I meant it. Last night was a mistake, I should not question his life even though I think his actions are wrong, that's not what we agreed on and I do not intend to go against my word on that paper.

It's his life and his brother. I cannot take any part on that matter and comment as if I had the right to. I do not, because I agreed I would not and the same goes to him.

I got carried away with the sudden information and the points jointing all together, however again it's not my place to know anything of that, or to make critiques about it.

It's his life. His choices.