Lena pov

Today is the day Scarlett is going back home. We're having breakfast before her flight.

"I'm gonna miss this place." she says munching on her french toast.

"You can always come and visit."

"You don't plan on going back to New York any time soon?" She asks surprised.

"I don't know scar.." I say looking away.

"What do you have left to do. Don't say the company, because I know for a fact that the crisis is over. You got it all handled." She says reaching out a hand for me to take.

"I..do have it handled, but."

"There is always a 'but' with you." She says amused but it sure doesn't look like it.

"I have new employees to interview and I have tons of paperwork to fill out." I say.

"So what? You'll see me christmas?" She asks taken aback.

"We can always text. And besides, we'll see each other way before christmas." I say, trying to soothe her.

"You'll fly in for my birthday and then crawl back into your batcave?" She asks

"I never liked Batman, maybe I can be Catwoman. I always thought Hallie Berry was hot in the costume and all." I say teasing her.

"You're such a child sometimes." She says drinking her tea.

"I can't Scarlett. I just.. I don't know how to live there anymore."

"But you'll see me more often."

"That does sound appealing but I have to put my company first and my emotions second. That's how that place is still in business. It would be a crisis if we closed. We have hundreds of thousands employees. Thats too many households to count."

"Alright, I get it. You can't risk anything happening with the company."

"No I cannot."

"I may have only a few hundreds of employees but I know where you're coming from. I know the risk and yet here I am, with you!" she says.

"I never asked you to clear your schedule, you did that all by yourself." I say

"I did it for you, you idiot! I wanted to spend time with you and to make sure you don't hurt yourself in the process!"

"I don't...I don't know what to say."

"I know how hard this anniversary is for you. I felt bad leaving you here all by yourself so I called my assistant and got her to cancel everything." She says grabbing my hand.

"You felt bad?" I repeat taking my hand our of her grasp

"I don't need your pity Scarlett. I am doing fine with the amount that I already received." I say standing up.

"No. I worded it wrong. It's not that I felt bad. I care for you."

"You see 'I felt bad' and 'I care for you' have two completely different meanings to me." I say and put my dirty dishes into the sink.

"Lena, can you just accept that someone wants you for who you are?" She asks.

"Who am I Scarlett? Please tell me who the fuck am I?! Because all I see when I look into the god damn mirror is William Adams. The man that ruined me!"

"You're the kindest person I've ever met. I swear to God I've never met anyone like you." She says coming closer to me.

"You.. you just want everyone to feel safe in your presence and you never shy away from your duties. You're also very noble and I find you very very attractive." She says taking my head into her hands.

"Same as you. You seem to be the only things thats keeping me somewhat sane at the moment." I say looking into her green orbs.

"I'm trying my best." She says giving me one of the signature smiles.

"I still can't come with you. I can arrange a meeting in chicago and visit you for a few days, but I can't go back. Not yet at least."

"I can work with that." She says smiling at me.

"I'm sorry for sort of yelling at you. I..I just feel.. afraid? I don't know yet. That shouldn't be my excuse though. I'll try to do better." I say looking away.

"Hey, I can see that you're trying your hardest. It's okay." She says reassuringly.

"Thank you for forgiving me for these outbursts."

"No need to thank me. Just..be with me.That's all I need."

The two of us spent the remaining time together. Just talking and making sure she had everything. I drove her to the airport. I made sure there weren't many people around because she is quite famous. I mean I don't mind it. I fell for her because of her personality not her social status.

"I'll see you soon." I say as I hug her.

"I sure hope so." She says as she grabs onto me.

I want to kiss her but there are people here and I don't want her to be on the cover of some news outlet. So I held back. I don't want her to get frustrated because of them.

"I'll call you when I land." She says and I nod.

"Have a safe flight." I say and smile at her happily.

She leaves and I head back home. I need to do some cleaning and then go to the office. I like always, have work to do. God why did this have to happen go me? One of them could have stayed alive so I wouldn't be in this mess.

I walk into the house to be met with voices. Male voices to be precise. I walk into the kitchen to see four men all in black and Richard there petrified.

"Hey, whats going on."

"Finally. We were waiting for you." One man with a mustache says

"Yeah and what for?" I ask relaxed.

"You have something of mine. Something irreplaceable."

"Look I don't know who you are mate but you have the wrong gal." I say confused.

"Oh really? Is this your father?" He says holding up a photo of him.

"Unfortunately, what do you need him for?" I ask

"Oh not him, you. He was in debt with me right before that tragic incident. He.. told me he would give me back my money and guess what? Next thing I know I am reading the newspaper and there it is." He says with a dark smirk on his face.

"What do you need? Just tell me so you can go." I say glancing at Richard.

"Oh? You're way more lenient than your father isn't she boys?" He says amused.

"I have work to do so can we just speed this shit up?" I ask

"Well I have all day lady." He says sitting down.

"Give me the evidence that he owes you the money and you'll get the transaction in a matter of seconds." I say

"Thats more like it!" He yells slamming his hand on the table.

"Or how about you give me the money right away?" He asks

"Or what?" I ask

"Or I slit your precious butlers throat with a butter knife." He says serious.

"You couldn't possibly be serious." I say

"Oh but I am. I have waited long enough to get my money."

"Look-

"Boys!" he yells and they grab both of my hands from behind.

"I suggest we do this gently. I don't want to rip my new shirt." He says coming closer to me.

"Who are you people?" I ask

"You don't know me?" He asks surprised.

"No I don't." I say

"I'm Zenon. Your father's old friend. You really don't recognise me?" He asks now calmly.

Damn this guys a split personality if I've ever seen one. And Zenon? What kind of name is that?

"I thought your dear old Will would talk to you about me."

"Him and I never did talk much." I say

"I'm getting bored. Give me the money and I'll leave."

"How much?"

"That easy?" He asks.

"Under one condition." I say

"You leave as you arrived and I never see your face again?" I say.

"Deal, shake on it? Oh right." He says laughing to himself. So funny how I don't have my hands free

"10£ million." He says sitting down.

"Give me the number of your account and I'll transact the money." I say

"How would I know you're not bluffing?" He asks

"I wasn't a huge fan of my father either." I say

"Fine here's the account." He says giving me a paper.

"You know I would never think someone like you would say something bad about your dear deceased daddy." He says as I unlock my phone.

"Why so surprised?" I ask as I type in the number.

"He always talked about his Lena like you were the purest of them all. I mean he also thought you were strong. He always complained about how he didn't know how to talk to you." He says

"I doubt that."

"Yeah he was an angry man, but you can blame him can you?"

"I can actually. Check your account." I say coldly.

"Already?" He asks and I nod.

"Nice doing business with you." He says

"Pack up your shit and leave. You know the deal." I say with venom in my voice.

"Don't worry darling. I'm not the one to go down on a deal. Here's my card if you get into a sticky situation." He says. He puts a plastic card on the counter and the four of them leave.

"Oh thank god." Richard says as he hugs me.

"Did they hurt you?" I ask.

"No, they didn't have the chance to." He says

"Jesus Christ. What was William in?" I say sitting down.

"A lot of trouble apparently." He says

I get up and leave to get changed and ready for work. This week is straight out of a movie. Not a good one though. A thriller apparently. I shower. I get changed into some fancy attire and I'm out the door.

I got into my office while everyone was on their lunch break. I sit down and start another busy day at work like nothing happened just hours beforehand..