Gwen's pov

I was in my office, answering my emails nibbling on a sandwich. Sometimes work stress did not give me time to eat and I often had to binge on junk food. I tried to eat healthy but it all went down the drain when I spotted french fries or a chocolate cake. I heard loud voices and hurried footsteps.

I looked up irritated, I had continuous meetings now, specifically having told Lisa not to let anyone into my office. I had only thirty minutes of peace if possible, that's my lunch time. The door opened and two figures barged in. One was Lisa and the other one made my blood run cold.

There are some things which are best left in the past, they serve a purpose of teaching you something important then best not look back to them. Adam Rian was that thing I left behind. Yet like the crazy stalker he is, he followed me.

What I wouldn't give to wipe his existence from the face of Earth? He was one of those books of my life that served the purpose of reminding me everything I lost because of him.If there is a measure for hatred, the highest count would be reserved for him.

Adam stepped into my office. Years from today he still didn't known the meaning of an invitation.

"Get out Lisa" I roared.

Lisa first looked at my furious expression and then at Adam's smug look and muttered something, I hope it was a prayer because Adam Rian was going to hell very soon and ran like her tail was on fire.

Adam who was done checking out Lisa turned towards me and flashed what he called a billion dollar smile, I thought it looked like a monkey high on drugs. He swung his arms and tried to engulf me in a hug.

I put my hand up, my glare enough to frighten him. "You know exactly what happened, when a person tried to put his hands on me" I reminded him of that day, judging by the look in his eyes he did too. So what made him ignore everything and come to me of all people.

"You look beautiful Gwen" he said, his eyes skimming over my chest and hips. I scoffed, talk about change he was still the same lunatic.

When he noticed I didn't swoon over his ohh so awesome but highly cliche compliment he pouted maybe trying to look like a kicked puppy, I don't have something awful enough to compare him to, so I'll leave it to your imagination.

"I could offer you a seat but then I'd have to throw away my entire furniture, so better keep standing." I told him when he tried to make himself comfortable on my couch. Think I'm petty it's okay, I wouldn't let him breathe air, because it is a waste on him.

"Aww Gwen, you still are fiesty as ever. It makes my insides fuzzy when you sass me with that smart mouth of yours". He told me trying to make his voice deep and husky.

"If this is some kind of flirting, stop it right now. Because it's awful". I warned him.

"Both of us know you did not come to exchange gifts and braid each other's hair. So cut the crap and get to the point." I added.

"My company is in loss" he said.

"How wonderful". I answered truthfully.

Did it honestly surprise me? Knowing this idiot and his ability to make choices I'd be amazed the company lasted so long.

"How does it concern me?" His company can be shut down for all I care. I'm no angel who vows to change the world. I'm a normal person who worries only about things that concern me.

"You can help a friend in need". He tried to guilt trip me. Ohh he did not just go there, far from being his friend. I was ashamed we belonged to the same species. I wouldn't even call him an acquaintance.

"You were never my friend" I gritted out.

"Now that hurt" he muttered making his voice small. Was there an end to his drama.

"My company is in loss, and you are a billionaire" he said as though I was dumb to not understand his words. Realisation hit me like a bucket of cold water, that idiot. Did he really think what I was thinking? How can he expect something like this from me?After all that I lost because of him.

No no someone slap him back to his senses, I doubt he has any but someone put some into him.

"You want to feed off my company's money and reputation like the leech you are." I gritted out.

Wrong move boy, I don't leave people when they talk about me, make a move on my company I'll make you wish you were dead.

"Well I would not put it like that, but that's what I want from you" he mused.

"Well don't expect anything from me." I told him my voice as strong as steel. I'd be happy if he goes down on loss, serves him right for being so awful.

"I don't have a choice, maybe I should think of plan B" he said "See let's keep things clear you help me I'll cover your back or I have no choice I'll tell them all about you".

Ouch low blow, he really did blackmail me about them. There was a reason I left them, he knew that very well. I spent almost all my life ducking and dodging them, it reminded me of those lonely nights and all the tears I wasted on them.

"There was a reason you left that night, a reason you came so far away to start your company. Your a coward, like a mouse you hide from them. They were right that day, you deserve to be alone. Because your pathetic." He sneered.

Faster than I could think of anything I had pinned him to the wall. I did not like it when people talk about that night, it was something I had to come to terms with it myself, lest this one taunting me about that rattled my bones like anything.

"If you want to go back home in one piece and not sent with a full body cast. I suggest you keep your mouth shut." I growled. Don't have one percent doubt I can't beat him up. My boxing classes were not a joke.

"Then I suggest we help each other out" he told me gulping. Yes be scared of me you peasant. I'll rip your throat out one day.

"I'll give you two weeks time, you will say yes to me." He casually straightened his shirt and went out throwing me a wink. I would have gagged if wasn't so tensed.

Once I had let him go, thinking karma would cloak him in the face, but it did not. Now it's time to make him pay and He will pay a heavy price.

Game on.