Camilla's outfit above.

"Fuck!" Camilla swears out loud then angrily stamps her phone on the table.

"Is there something wrong?"

She runs her fingers through her hair. "Yes! My dress is not ready yet and the council's ball is in a few days!"

"I'm sure it will be ready before then." I give her a reassuring smile.

"I hope so." She sighs.

It's Monday. Two days after my party. Everyone enjoyed the party because they didn't want to leave and this morning, people kept talking about it at Hardwood and that is exactly what I wanted.

After I went down to the party with Adam, a lot of girls kept coming up to him taking selfies while some guys came up with business ideas and started sharing them. He was really cool with everything but I noticed that he was getting uncomfortable so I asked if he wanted to go back to his room and he said yes.

"So hey, I've been meaning to talk to you." I tell Camilla. We're sitting at La Sarriette, her favourite restaurant, eating her favourite food on their menu which their beef bourguignon. Classic, I know.

She raises her eyebrow. "About what?"

"These past few weeks you've been acting strange and when we saw each other at The Snipe you said you were going through some stuff. I know I should have asked sooner so I'm sorry about that but I really want to know what's bothering you, Cam." I say softly.

She shakes her head. "It's crazy."

"Just tell me." I can handle crazy. She's my friend. I want to be there for her.

"I'm seeing Professor Aston." She whispers and I start chocking on my food. I quickly take my glass of water then gulp it down. "What?!"

She chuckles and pushes her hair back. "What? You know he's hot."

"Yes but he is your professor. That is illegal." I whisper yell.

"I know but this is Bluefall, Amelia. I can do whatever I want and besides, my dad is the law man of this city." She shrugs.

True but it's still crazy and freaking weird! Professor Aston is our Art professor. Camilla studies Fashion Design and I study Architecture so we obviously both take his classes though not at the same time.

He is Australian and like she said, he is very hot and handsome . He is one of the youngest professors at the university and his classes are always full because female students are obsessed with him.

"So you're that serious about him?" I ask since she has decided to bring her father into the matter.

"Yes." She says and my eyes widen then she sighs, "Look, that time you saw me at Snipe was the day after I slept with him. After that, we both acknowledged it as a mistake but then I realised that I really liked him. He stopped talking to and glancing at me in class and that kept bothering me but last week, he stopped me after class and you know stuff happened."

"You did it in class?!" I exclaim.

"Yes, Amelia we had sex in class. Gosh! You're such a prude." She laughs.

"So he's now your boyfriend?" I ask in disbelief. This is crazy. I don't know how old he is but I'm sure he is over twenty five.

"Yeah, it turned out that he really likes me too so we talked and decided to make things official. Man! It feels great to finally talk about this." She sighs with a smile.

"I should have asked sooner, I'm sorry." I apologise.

She shakes her head. "Don't be. I should have told you."

****

"That's Adam's offices." I point at the skyscraper as we walk on the street. It's a shiny curved glass building and it's really elegant.

After Camilla and I had lunch, we went to the mall where we met Nicole, Jas and Emily for shopping. We spent like three hours there and now we're on our way to see a jeweller who's shop is on the street that we're walking on.

The street where Adam's office is.

"Really?" Nicole asks and I nod.

"Oh my God! We should totally go in!" Camilla suggests with a grin.

My eyes widen. "What? No."

"What do you mean no?" Emily frowns.

"He's busy. He wouldn't want to be disturbed." I exclaim. I look at Jas to help me out but She's on her phone.

"Yes, he would. Especially if he sees you wearing that!" Camilla winks and she and Nicole high five in agreement.

"Guys, no!"

Nicole shrugs. "Alright. Suit yourself. We're totally heading in."

I watch them start walking away in shock then groan and start following them.

"I can't believe this." I mutter as we cross the road.

"Oh come on, aren't you a little bit curious to see where your husband works?" Jasmine says.

That's a good point.

I sigh. "Maybe a little."

We go inside the building and get stopped by the entrance security. His is really big and has a scary look on his face.

"Your passes?" He asks roughly.

"We're only here for a visit." Emily answers in her sweet voice.

"To whom?" The security asks.

"Adam Black."

He raises his eyebrow. "Is he expecting you?"

"No, it's a surprise visit. I'm his wife." I finally speak.

He nods. "Excuse me."

He moves the side and I see him making a call. I don't hear what he's saying because he's talking in a very hushed tone.

There are other securities standing in the large hall but they are all standing like statues.

The girls and I share a look. 'What the hell?' Jasmine mouths.

The guy comes back to us. "Your ID please." He says to me.

I roll my eyes and pull out my ID from my handbag and hand it over to him.

His phone makes a sound and I see him look at a picture, mine to be specific then he looks at my face.

"Please, sign in here." He hands us a book and I hear Nicole swear under her breath.

We each write our names, phone number, emails and the time then he finally gives us our visitor passes.

"Floor twenty-four." He says and I thank him then we walk to another glass door. Once it opens, my eyes wander around.

There are people walking all around in a very large hall. Some are on the phone, some are talking as they walk but all of them are dressed and in corporate wears.

The place is clean and bright and very luxurious. We can tell that we just stepped into a billion dollar building.

"The elevator is this way." A voice says and I turn to see one of the securities from earlier, motioning to his right.

"What a joke of a security." Nicole mumbles and we follow him.

"This place is awesome." Jasmine comments.

We reach the elevators and the security presses the up button and an elevator instantly opens. We go in and he walks away.

"I hate securities." Camilla says as she presses the twenty four button.

"That's how it is everywhere. My father's building is exactly the same." Emily tells her.

"I know but that first guy is such a dick!"

The elevator dings and we step out. I look to my right and there's nothing but a wall so we take left and see a white door. It opens as we reach it and what we see is a nice big lobby. There's a receptionist sitting behind a huge desk at the end of it.

Looking around, I see two elegant black sofas with little grey and white pillows on top. There are also four black waiting chairs at the side and a fluffy white carpet in the middle.

"Heyyy, good afternoon." The receptionist says with so much enthusiasm. "I'm Summer. Welcome to the top floor." She says as we reach her desk.

Behind there is a wall with huge capital letters that say, 'Black Industries'.

"Hi, I'm Am-" I start but she cuts me off with a smile. "Mrs Black, I know. I was just on the phone with Brock and he asked me to send him a photo of you for confirmation."

"Oh, thanks." I mutter. So that scary dude's name is Brock.

"He can be mean but he's just doing his job."

"Oh, I know." I smile.

"Oh my God! You're so sweet!" She squeals and I laugh nervously.

"This must be your friends. Pleasure to meet you all!" Summer says.

"You, too." Emily smiles at her.

"Hey." Jas nods while Nicole and Camilla are just looking around.

"I will take you to the CEO's office." She offers and comes out of her counter desk.

"Alright, Thank you."

We head on straight and we are welcomed by a huge office space. There are two separate doors with a distance between them by the right side.

The walls have nice art pieces on them and there is a large black and gold vase at each corner.

Summer leads us to the left side and I see another office space but here there at least twenty desks and each one has a person working but there are all so silent then there are a few sofas by the side.

"Dustin, report to the CEO's office. Dustin report to the CEO's office." A female voice vibrates through the speakers.

Once we pass the desks, we go left.

"Man, I'm tired already." Nicole yawns.

I see two desks facing a huge brown door and a wall at the end.

Behind one of the desks is a petite dark haired girl with glasses. "Good, afternoon. Welcome to Black Industries." She smiles, standing up.

"Good afternoon." I smile at her then Summer knocks on the big door.

"Come in." He says in a deep voice.

"Alright, see you later." Summer smiles then quickly walks away.

I take a deep breath then twist the door knob.

"Is Dustin-" Adam starts but freezes when he realises that it's me. "Hey." He says in a low voice.

He's standing with papers in his hand beside his desk which is on a two steps staircase but he goes down and start coming over to me.

"Hi." I give him a nervous smile then hug him as he reaches me. He hugs me back and as usual, I melt into him. "What are you doing here?" He asks softly in my ear.

"We were in the area so we decided to stop by. Is that okay?" I mumble back.

"Of course." He says warmly then look at my friends. "Jasmine, Emily, Nicole and Camilla. It's great to see you girls."

They all smile at him and mumble back replies.

"Please make yourselves comfortable." He says.

"Okay." Nicole grins and they all walk to a sitting room area.

I start looking around the office. It's massive. It's bigger than my bedroom and my bedroom is really big.

"Amelia."

"Yes?" I look back to Adam.

"Are you going to let go?" He asks and then I realise that I'm still holding onto him.

"No." I smirk. I like being in his arms.

Adam holds my stare then sighs. "Fine, I will take you with me then."

"Where?" I ask but he doesn't answer.

"We'll be back." He tells the girls and we walk out of the office with his arm around my waist.

"Trish, my wife's friends are in the office. Ask them if they need anything." He speaks to the cute woman that welcomed us earlier.

"Yes, Mr Black and it's nice to finally meet you, Mrs Black." She smiles at me. She has a very tiny voice.

"Nice to meet you too and please, you can call me Amelia."

She nods and Adam pulls me away with him.

"Is that your assistant?"

"Yes one of two."

"Oh."

"Is it still not done?" Adam asks as we reach the office space with desks.

A guy looks up. "Yes, sir. We've been communicating with the bank and they keep saying the problem is from here."

I catch a woman looking at me. "You must be Mrs-" She starts with a smile but pauses when Adam shoots her a glare.

"I will try to contact them myself." He looks at another guy. "Curt, go down to IT and ask if there is an update."

"Yes, Mr Black." The guy, Curt nods and quickly walks away.

"Holy shit! That's totally her!" A female voice whispers.

"Really? Gosh, they look so good together!" Another voice also whispers.

"Those group of gossips are the management team." Adam shares.

Before I can reply, I see a guy rushing over to us. "Mr Black, you called for me."

"Where the fuck have you been?" He growls, glaring at the guy.

"Um.... I um." The guy nervously starts. I'm guessing that he must be Dustin.

"Never mind, I want to know what the fuck this is? Are you crazy?" Adam shows him the papers in his hand.

"I didn't write that, Mr Black, Mr Handel did."

"Fine." Adam says then starts walking ahead, leaving both Dustin and I behind.

"I'm sorry." I mouth at Dustin then quickly follow Adam behind.

"You walk too fast." I comment as I catch up to him. He doesn't say anything, he just walks us to an office door. He goes in without knocking and I follow behind.

This office is also large. Not as large as his but it is large. Everything is clean and modern with subtle colours.

"Dude, what the hell?" An unfamiliar voice says and my head turns to the office desk.

Sitting behind it is a very handsome dark haired guy. He is wearing an emerald nicely fitted suit with a white crisp shirt inside. No tie. He has gold CH cufflinks on his shirt.

The guy looks familiar. I'm sure, I've seen him before.

"Chase, what the fuck is this?" Adam snaps.

"The amount of money we need for the renovation of the club." The guy replies.

"This is insane. It's way too much."

Chase raises his hands up in defense. "Dude, you're the one that wanted it renovated."

Dude? Isn't Adam his boss?

They are probably friends because Chase looks about Adam's age.

"You own a night club?" I ask Adam in a small voice.

"Yes, beautiful, he does." Chase replies then stands up from his chair and comes over to stand in front of me. "Chase Handel." He swiftly gives out his hand.

Is that what CH stands for or are his cufflinks Carolina Herrera.

I give him mine, expecting him to shake it but he takes it to his lips and kisses it. "I don't know if you remember me from the wedding. I came up to you and commented on how exquisite you looked."

"I think I do." I smile.

He releases my hand and his dark gaze meets mine. "I must say, my guy is so lucky to have someone so refreshingly beautiful, smoking hot, sex-"

Adam cuts him off. "That's enough, Chase. Say one more word and I will fire you."

Chase scoffs. "Like I haven't heard that one before." He turns to me. "I'm sorry if I appeared creepy, Amelia. I was just trying to annoy this guy and just like every other time, it worked." He grins, clearly proud of himself.

Adam stamps the papers on the desk. "Cut down the numbers and bring it to my office." And with that, he leaves.

"Whoa." I mumble.

"Don't worry, he's fine. It's been a tough week. He needed that."

"You mean, you annoying him?" I ask in confusion.

"Yes, he can't live without my annoying comments, trust me." He grins.

"So you work here?" I ask but it's more like a statement.

"Yes, I am the CFO." He opens his hands, pointing at the office.

My eyes widen. "Cool."

The Chief Financial Officer is right under the CEO. He is the second boss of Black Industries.

"Yes." He agrees with a smile.

"You're Adam's friend, I'm guessing?"

He nods. "Since we were kids. I'm his best friend."

"Really?"

He smiles. "Surprised?"

"Yes, you and him are kind of different."

He laughs. "Wait till you meet, Damien."

I leave the office with a smile then see Adam sitting, rubbing his face.

"Adam, why'd you leave me there?"

"Sorry." He just says.

"Are you angry at Chase?" I frown.

He scoffs. "No. Being annoying is in his nature. I'm used to it."

"He said he's your best friend."

He rolls his eyes. "That's what he keeps telling himself." He says but there is an underlying playfulness in his tone.

I sit beside him. "Is something wrong?"

"No, I am just stressed out."

I touch his arm and give him a reassuring look.

"Come on, let's go back to my office." He says, pulling me up with him.

"Okay."

We start walking back to the office. "So what did you do today?"

"I had lunch with Camilla then we all went shopping."

"What did you buy?"

I smile. "A few things and five new shoes."

He looks at me. "You like shoes?"

"I love shoes." I correct.

"What are you doing in this area?"

"There's a jeweller that my friends want to see." I reply.

"How about you?"

I shake my head. "It's for the ball. Juliet said that I don't need anything flashy so I'm not wearing a necklace. I'm wearing just earrings and maybe a bracelet."

"Okay."

"Amelia, you have to try this cookies. God! They are so good." Nicole says as Adam and I enter his office.

"And the tea that Trish made for us is lovely." Jasmine says.

"Yes, thank you, Adam." Emily adds. He

"Thank you, Adam." My friends chorus.

"You're welcome. Trish can pack you the cookies to take home with you." Adam says.

Nicole clutches her heart. "You're so kind. Thank you."

"Guys, let's go." I smile at them.

Adam looks at me. "I want to walk you out but I have a meeting in," he looks at his wristwatch, "three minutes."

"It's fine. I will see you at home." I hug him then kiss his cheek. "Bye."

****

It is like eleven pm. I'm back home. I just turned off the living room. As I step out, I see Adam coming in with his hands dripping with blood.

"Oh my God." I rush over to him. "What happened to you?"

"Nothing." He grumbles.

"This doesn't look like nothing. Did you punch someone?" I ask in a worried tone.

He looks down at his hand and shake his head.

"Please tell me what happened, Adam."

"I punched the wall." He says.

"Why?"

"Because I was fucking angry, why the fuck else?" He snaps.

I sigh and grab his hand. "Let's go and clean it up. It looks pretty bad."

He grabs his hand away. "No."

My eyes widen. "Please. It will get infected if it's not cleaned."

"I will clean it myself."

"Adam."

"What?"

"Please."

"No, Amelia." He argues with as scowl.

"But-" I start.

"I said no!" He angrily exclaims and my face drops. I feel my eyes pooling with tears so I look down and unfortunately, a tear betrays me by falling.

Why the fuck am I crying?

Because you care about him.

Fuck yes, I do. I care about him a lot and it hurts to see him like this.

"Fine, you can clean up the fucking wound."

I instantly look up and smile. "Really?"

"Yes, now stop wasting your tears on me."

"Okay." I chuckle then wipe my tears.

He rolls his eyes. "I can't believe that you just cried. You are such a baby." He says we walk to the kitchen.

I take out a first aid box from the cupboard then put it on the counter.

"Sit on the stool." I tell him.

He quietly sits on the stool and I smile then pull out my phone and google 'how to dress injured knuckles'.

"You have never done this before, have you?"

I shake my head.

He closes his eyes in frustration. "Fuck! Make sure you read everything carefully."