an the fact that she had what was quite possibly the worst h

d in from the huge windows to her left, the room had very minimalist decorations and other than he

the fact that a man was lying by h

d jumped out of the bed, then winced at t

he thought, peering

til she completely blacked out. She rumpled through her alcohol-ravished thoughts un

ly turned around and grabbed her clothes from the floor, then darted out of

e when the full implication of her actions caught up with her, along w

her dishevelled hair, taking note of the red marks on

that Tristan w

and quickly snuck o

h they were on video call, Natalie's face was turned away from the

bodice of her dress once more. "I'm almost ther

n Natalie spoke again, "Y

ers for her hangover to dissipate, then it'd taken her almost thirty minutes to convince herself that skipping tonight's dinner

sta

the thought of both events, bu

omewhat well that she realised the abs

in running her company. There was a reason why Freddie owned the second la

ther's, and his hatred for his father, stepmother, brother and by extension her - because she'd always been

oof and elusive, even as a child, he'd just stare at her for a moment and then leave without sa

r, spoke to her and then took her bac

eath and the driver sho

d she quickly got down, readying herself fo

reddie had bought it for her a month ago for this specific event, it was the only thing he'd ever gotten for her a

ntrance and into the dining hall where

e formal uses. Expensive paintings hung from the walls, even more expensive vases decorated the corners of the

black hair combed back, tall, lean muscled body clad in a dark suit, black

mind of Tristan's body above

tly met hers and she

they were thinking, she could see it on their faces. They were wondering what this 'low-bred' girl

empty, very reserved seats. Des wondered if he and his

guerite said, eyei

of the table, silent but like everyone else,

n turned to the woman with

. "It's always one excuse or the other

fened when she saw it was the empty one next to Tri

eaving her fingers together.

ted look in his eyes, but below the t

Richard's younger sister. She sneered at Des. "Someone like you should be

rted, she felt like their eyes w

gaze back to Ginny with a short laugh. "You know how women in her station a

ly and laughter sound

mbling hands in her lap. It was always like this when she had dinner

d unclenching his jaw as he remembered the way she'd burst into tears

mily, but he hated them

.. he thought with a c

earing his throat. "I'm glad to

t responding, he picked up a glass

nt her stepson a hateful look. "Tri

fine," he re

health, if she hadn't insisted on him coming her

nto herself. He wanted to say something, console her, talk to her about last

'd brought h

of dishes covered the dining table, but Des couldn't bring herself to eat, so

Barry Easton - Ginny's husband spoke up. "A girl as b

r, at this point, you don't have to worry about watching yo

ust kept her head down, the smell o

rson to comment on someone's weight," he said, giving a co

oured and she spu

, but Tristan didn't meet her eyes

she couldn't look away fro

and then said cheerfully. "Oh,

day she confronted him and he strangled her, and she knew that his mis

and she turned then shot to her feet w

?!" She