Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(142)

I walked into my empty house, taking my clothes off as I walked. It seems Diane has managed to rob me blind of all the furniture in my house, except the bed. I really didn’t give a shit. I was just glad she was gone. The day I left Max with her two friends, I settled everything with Diane.

She met me in my office, probably unsure as to why I asked her to meet me.

She came in my office, looking pristine and perfect. Each hair on her head was perfectly placed. Her dress was pressed and lying perfectly against her skin. Her makeup and jewelry were placed strategically on her body to show everyone she was a force to be reckoned with. I stood as she got close. I only sat after she did.

“So Mason, what is it that you want?”

I pulled out a contract and presented it to her.

“This is a contract that you need to sign to extinguish our relationship, effective immediately.”

Diane kind of stared at me for a long while, before she smiled.

“You have got to be joking.”

I shook my head, making a steeple out of my fingers and resting my chin on my thumbs.

“I’m afraid not. I’m willing to give you some time to find you a place to live. You can take what you want from the house in terms of furniture and stuff like that. But I want you out of my house and out of my life as quickly as humanly possible.”

I’ll give Diane credit. Sometimes, she has the best poker face. She can be hurt or angry or evil, and it never shows on her face. However, I must have struck a nerve, because she had a deep darkened frown coated on her face. That was something that I’d seen on her father, but never before on her.

“How dare you! You fucking asshole. You think you can just cast me aside like I’m nothing. I will bury you, Mason. You and your whole fucking family. You are nothing without me. My father will take every single client you have and bring your measly little company to its knees. You think you’re so fucking smart.”

I let her go on and on about how I’m not shit, how I need to burn in hell. Blah, blah, blah. Shit, I have already heard before and actually delivered a lot better than she is dishing it out now. I waited patiently for her to finish.

“So what do you think? You and that trashy colored girl…”

“Watch your fucking mouth, Diane.”

“…is going to run off in the sunset together? You think I’m going to just let that happen?”

Yeah, I had enough. I stood and walked around my desk, removing my jacket and placing on the chair next to hers. I sat on my desk and looked down at her.

“First, let me address a few things…You know…clear the air. I don’t give two fucks about you or your family. If you so much as try and take my company, I will bury you and your father. I’ll take every single cent he has. I will foreclose on all his houses and businesses, leaving him only with the shirt on his back. Hell, just for good measure, I can take that too. I’m not someone you want to play this game with, Diane. You must take me for an idiot. You think I don’t know what the fuck was going on between you, your father, and mine? You think I’m stupid?”

I kept her gaze for a long time without moving or showing any expression. I wanted her to really think about what I was saying. I stood and walked to my bar area and made me a much needed drink.

I said with my back turned, “I know everything. I know about the plot to try and take my clients from me, I know about the plot to have me investigated by the SEC for unlawful investments that were made by parties that will remain nameless.” I looked over my shoulder at her. “You know who they are though.”

I turned and walked back to my seat with my drink in hand. I leaned back and took a sip. I haven’t really taken a drink since I came back from the beach, but this situation really required it.

I leaned back in my chair.

“I have proof that my father, yours, and a few others goof-offs were plotting my demise…and, quite honestly, I’m really not surprised. I mean, you don’t know shit about loyalty…”

Diane scoffed.

“Don’t talk to me about loyalty. You were never loyal to me. I’ve been living underneath a shadow of another woman for years. This whole arraignment was a big joke; a game for you that, hell, I didn’t want to play anymore. I needed to look out for myself.”

I nodded.

“And you did just that. So, you won’t have a problem with signing that contract and moving out then.”

Diane, for all intents and purposes, is a good woman. She would make someone a good wife…you know…someone with no heart and no conscience or emotions. I wished her the best…really I did.

That was until she smiled at me and said, “I’m not signing anything. You think I don’t have shit on you to protect myself? Do you think I’m stupid? I will leak so many things about you, it wouldn’t matter if it was true or not. Your career would be finished. You think your little girlfriend will stay with you after I tell her about the baby I’m pregnant with?”