At His Mercy

Chapter 5

Yell at me if you want to!

There was no sight of Damien the following day, Ariel waited patiently for her judgment to come. She hated the silent treatment because it made her nervous. Not that she cared though but she still wants him to say something to her.

She was the only one at home with the maids. Jayden's school was processed during the weekend and he's off. The big house looks so boring without them around.

The swap from reading, to video chat with her friends in the State. The distance between them makes her feel lonely and miserable.

Her life stopped shaping after the death of her father. She had wished a thousand times for the past few days that her father would come by and check on them. It was just an illusion.

It has been a week since her father's burial and everywhere seems to have quieted down.

She doesn't know what to do with herself, her father's promise of opening a shopping mall for her was long gone, far beyond her reach.

She planned on buying with her monthly allowance but that could barely cover anything. Everyone had moved on except her.

She continues the same routine everyday, with Damien acting like she doesn't exist in the house.

She heard the sound of his car from outside, it's past 4 in the evening and he normally came home late. Did he forget something?

She ran downstairs to meet him. This is the perfect time to talk to him.

"Can we talk?" Ariel asked when he walked through the door.

Damien ignored her. He walked into the kitchen for a bottle of water. Ariel followed him.

"I'm talking to you, Damien," Ariel said again, regretting trying to talk to him in the first place.

Wow, she remembers my name. Damien not Mr Manager, nice. Damien thought, drinking from the bottle directly.

He faced her, nodding in her direction "what do you want, I'm listening"

"You haven't been around a lot these days, i mean, you haven't spoken to me since the club night" Ariel said fidgeting.

"Well I've been busy, and still very busy" Damien said walking past her.

"Yell at me if you want to, fight me if you want to but don't give me the silent treatment" Ariel said looking into his eyes.

What is she talking about? Did she know what her stupid attitude that night caused the company? I'm still finding it very hard to deal with all that and now she's trying to throw another tantrum. Lord, have mercy!!!

"I will when I have the time but for now I will like to be excused" Damien said with a smirk.

"No let's talk"

"Right let's do that since that's what you want and you will listen to me speak without no interruptions whatsoever "

Ariel nodded in response.

"Do you know what your thoughtlessness caused the company reputation? You just arrived here not up to 82 hours and you are already damaging the properties you are fighting over. How dare you walk through this door to a clubhouse without informing me, what if something bad happens to you not that it doesn't happen though just that you weren't the one who was hurt. I'm going to sound this as a last warning. Do not tempt me. You will be working with the company next week and no excuses will be taken" Damien said walking away.

"I have something to say too" she said after him.

"Save it for later" Damien answered without looking back.

Ariel was more confused than before, she doesn't understand how her going to the clubhouse affected the company's reputation. He didn't even care to listen to her own side of the story. No wonder she hates him. Selfish bastard.

She's not working anywhere other than the shopping mall her father promised her. Period.

Who does he think he is to order her around? She must be sick wanting to talk to him ever since the party because she felt bad for going out without informing anyone.

Good thing, she would act as she likes onward, whatever she does is all on her.

Go to hell Damien! She's the rightful owner of this place and that's it.

She must have hit her head somewhere for wanting to talk to him.

Damien took the file he came home for, he turned his head to the kitchen and found Ariel standing at the entrance of the kitchen staring blankly at the orange Juice in her speaking to herself.

She's a real psycho, the sight of her giving him goosebumps.