"I love you begins by I, but it ends up by you." ― Charles de Leusse

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Quillon's POV

As my Mom was talking to Nicole, I instantly inhale a perfume, my body attunes to it and comes to life, the same way it recoils back, remembering it's been hurt by the person wearing thst perfume before.

A customized perfume that in the whole world, only one woman wore. Austina Aguilerra. My Ex wife.

I watch in shock as she suddenly appears at our midst, roughly brush past Nicole and walks to where i was, placing her lips on mine.

And i equally watched in horror, as my body shut down, powerless to resist the baltant seduction from the one woman i had ever loved. The first gold digging bitch who'd ever played me for a fool. As she wraps her arms around my shocked motionless body, I'm cocooned in the warmth of her perfume, my head filling wifh the nostalgia of the body now wrapped around me. For ten years I worshipped that body. I sang to it's tune. I serviced it. Ardored it. And it did the one and only thing it knew how to do best. Betray me.

With that last thinking in my mind, i was able to find the strength to push Austina away.

"How rude Austina! Don't you see that Quillon came with a date?" My mom chided, not really angry. Austina after all, was her goddaughter. She and Austina's mom had been best friends since childhood. Which was how Austina and I had met in the first place. Heck! We'd practically grown together. I'd known her inside and out, every facet, every emotion, or at least id thought i had. We'd developed a special bond, trust, love, for me, there'd been no woman id wanted to spend the rest of my life with, which was why we'd gotten married the moment we'd both turned eighteen. We were age mates . And she threw ten years of marriage away, to cheat with another man far more richer than I'd been. At the time, I wasn't yet the ceo of ZEMA Industries. I was still just an employee. I didn't have much, but my family was at least jot in lack. I made sure i made her happy, at every expense. But that wasn't enough. She didn't even have a job. I wanted her to h comfortable, so when she said she didn't want to go through the stressed of working, I hadn't minded. I could earn enough to take care of me and my wife.

"I'm sorry ma. I hadn't realized my Quill came with someone" she said, turning to look at Niccole.

Niccole looked pale, like all the blood had literally drained from her face. Shit! Someone else just came from nowhere and kissed her date. If I was the one, I'd look like that too. I guess I jeed to explain to her who Austina is to me.

Before I can move closer to where Nicole was, to render some sort of explanation and do a proper introduction, she turned her back and stromed off

"I need to go to the ladies. I'll come find you later" she says as an excuse.

Austina, looking happy that Nicole had left, tried to engage me in a conversation, but frankly, I wasn't interested anymore. My mind could not stop replaying the look Nicole had on her face when Austina hadcome in and kissed me.

"Enjoy the party Austina. Mom, I you'll excuse me, i need to go look for my date" I said to them, before walking away, but Austina followed me

"Quill wait!" She called after me

With a sigh, I turn back to face her "what do you want Austina? What do you really want? In front of my date, you address me as 'My Quill?' really? You and I both know that I'd stopped being that a long time ago. Since I caught you on your knees, sucking the dick of another man like your life depended on it. Five years ago now, isn't it? Wow. Time really does fly. The only thing I am to you, is Mr. Ivante. And you will address me as that. Nothing else. Only friends call me Quill, and I can assure you that you're not in that category. You and my mom may still be friends, but you will never be a friend of mine. Ever. And I'll never forgive you for what you did."

"Alright. Mr... Ivante. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for what I did. I was young... I mean we we're young..."

"Twenty eight! Fuck it Austina. We were both fucking twenty eight years old. The one thing you cannot claim to have been is young!" I snarled out at her, and I watched in satisfaction as she jumped back. Thankfully where we where, there were not much people around.

Fighting to calm myself, I finally say "If you claim to still have any love for me left in you, you'll stay away from me and my family Austina" and with that I stroll away from her, goingin search of Niccole.

It's amazing that we didn't even adress each other by our first names when we were having a conversation. I plan to change that by the end of this night, assuming I can still find her.

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Some thirty minutes later, I finally locate her trying to leave through the back door of the hotel

"Niccole, wait! Where are you going? The party's not over"

She's shocked to see me
"Oh hey, Mr. Ivante. I uh... Honestly, I'm tired and bored. And frankly not so used to keeping late nigjts. I did what you asked. I came to dinner with you. I even met your family. Ha! Now it's your time to fulfill your end of the bargain and call off those workers" she says, looking everywhere but at me

I can't allow that, so I step closer to her, raising one of my hands up to rest on her chin, so she has no choice but to stare at me.

"So that's it? We'll never see each other again? Is that really what you want? Have dinner with me tomorrow night"

"Mr. Ivan..."

"Call me Quillon"

"I can't. Your friends call you that"

"And I want us to be friends at least. So please call me Quillon"

"Friends don't blackmail each other. And this is blackmail. You blackmailing me to dinner..."

"It's not blackmail, if you enjoy it every bit as much as I wanted you to. Which is sadly what did not happen. But the night is still young. Give me the chsnce to correct that. Let's leave here together, let's go somewhere else"

She hesitates a bit, trying to make a decision, "Alright Quillon. That'd be nice. But one hour. That's all I'm allowing. I really do need to get myself into bed. So do you promise not to destroy ghe buildings in that area, for at least two weeks?"

"Yes, I do. Two weeks. And I'm a man of my word. Come on, let's get out of here. I'll page the driver"

♣AUTHOR'S NOTE♣

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