Today is pretty hectic. I have some new sponsors arriving here at the office for a meeting. I prepared all the contracts and called the business and lawyer team. They'll be here in an hour.

"Hey sorry fir interrupting your zen moment but there are people here to see you." Nathan says

"Already?" I say checking my watch.

"Yeah. And they are very impatient." He says

"Take them to the meeting room on floor 32 I'll be there in a minute." I say and he nods.

I put on my jacket and button it. I need to look the most professional I can. I reapply my lipstick and fix my hair. There I can do this. I walk to the meeting room and there are four men inside. They look oddly familiar.

"See I told you father that Lena is the head of the company." A younger man says to the senior.

"I apologise for my son's behaviour. I just thought Tom would be in charge." He says

"Oh no worries. Sit down please." I say sitting down opposite of them.

"Would you like anything to drink?" I ask them as they open up their briefcases.

"Tea would be lovely." A man with blue eyes says. I press the button in the middle.

"Silvia darling, could you fetch us some tea for our guests."

"On it's way boss." She says and hangs up.

"Now what is it you wanted to talk about?" I ask

"We want to buy your foundation." The senior man speaks.

"I'm sorry? Could you explain more?"

"We were interested in buying the Adams family charity organization. We thought it would be amazing to start our own, but our name is not known. So we wanted to purchase yours." He says

"I'm sorry but it's not for sale." I say

"Here is the tea Ms Adams." Silvia says carrying the teacups. As she leaves he continues.

"Ms Adams, may I call you Lena?" He asks

"Ms Adams is fine." I say crossing my arms.

"Ms Adams. My family here has money to burn. How much would you give for your organization?" He asks

"I.. I don't know." I admit.

"How about 3£ billion?" He asks

"I'm not interested in money. I have plenty of my own. Now, if you want to become a sponsor of the charity organization I could pull some strings and get your organization some promotion. But I can't sell my own." I say

"I understand." He says disappointed.

"Could I ask you something." The younger man says

"Of course." I say

"If we were to create our own charity organization, could you maybe do a project with us?"

"As long as you have enough resources and we agree on the project I don't see why not." I say

"I'm Edward and this is my father Matthew." The younger man says offering me a hand.

"Lena, nice to meet you." I say shaking his hand.

"For starters we can begin my giving a donation to your organization." Matthew says opening his check book. He writes something down and slides the paper over.

2.4£ million?

"Thank you for your time Ms Adams. Here is my card in case we talk again." Matthew says giving me a plastic card.

"You can always call into the office if you feel the need to contact me." I say

"We will. Have a good day." Edward says and they all leave.

I take the check and hand it to Nathan.

"What is this?" He asks

"A donation for the Adams family foundation." I say and walk away to my office.

. . . . . . .

I walk into the house and take off my heels. Today was shit. I just want to take a shower and go to sleep. Today I attended 15 meetings. I think my head will explode from all the formalities and the shit it carries.

I step into the shower and wash my entire body. After I was done I got changed into my pj's. Just as I was about to lay down my phone rang. Oh for christs sake. I didn't even look to see who was calling me. I just picked up.

"Hello." I say annoyed

"Hey, is everything alright?" Scarlett asks concerned.

"Oh my bad darling. I didn't look to see who was calling me." I say with a softer tone than before.

"How are you? I haven't heard from you in two days."

"I'm crowded with work."

"Oh really? How?" She asks

"Today I attended 15 meetings." I say looking at the ceiling.

"15?! Are you messing with me?"

"I wish I was." I say

"Good god. Are you okay honey?" She asks

"I am now."

"How are you doing? How's Rose?" I ask

"We're good. She wanted to watch little mermaid in the movie room so I let her." She says

"That's good to hear. I checked my planner and it seems that there is a conference being held in San Francisco next week." I say

"Didn't you say it was Chicago?"

"This is another thing." I explain.

"Oh, good. Will you go?" She asks

"I was planning on it." I say and yawn.

"Aw my Lena's tired huh?" She teases.

"I feel like someone ran me over with a bloody tractor and then used me as a doormat in front of a shopping mall on a black friday sale." I say and she burst into laughter.

"I don't know where you get those analogies from but I can't say I don't like them." She says through fits of laughter.

"I'm glad one of us is well-rested."

"Thats what you get when you want everything to turn out perfect." She says.

"I guess so."

"You need an assistant. ASAP." she says

"Where did that come from?"

"You are overcrowding yourself with work. You don't know how to manage your own time. You should hire someone to do it for you." She explains.

"Then I'll be exactly like my father. He had two assistants for everything." I say.

"Your father is not the only person who had an assistant. I have one too. For god sakes you were once my assistant. Just please find someone to help you."

"I don't need help." I protest.

"Trust me when I say, you do." She says

"When I fly over there. Could I possibly spend the day with you and Rose?" I ask

"With me and Rose?" She asks

"Yes. I want to spend some quality time with her." I say

"Of course you can. Just tell me when and where and we'll be there." She says

"Okay. I'll head out now. I feel like I'm going to faint." I say

"Go sleep. We'll talk more tomorrow."

"Bye"

"Goodnight darling"

"Goodnight Scar."

And thats what it took for me to just collapse on the bed. Into deep sleep.

. . . . .

"Wake up!" I hear someone yelling above my head.

"Piss off." I say turning around.

"Lena get up." Chris?

I jolt up in bed and there he is. Chris bloody Evans in my bedroom.

"What are you doing here?" I ask hugging him.

"I came to visit my dear friend." He says

"Where's Selena?" I ask him

"She's busy at home so I came by myself." He says looking away.

"Chris, spit it out." I say leaning my back on the bed frame.

"What?"

"Something is going on with you and Selena. What is it?" I ask

"It's private." He says

"Fine I won't be rude. Just tell me whenever you want to." I say getting out of bed.

"I'll go downstairs to have some breakfast. Wanna join me?" He asks

"Let me just get my robe." I say and he laughs.

"You even dress like you're filthy rich." He teases as I adjust my robe.

"I do not."

"The fluffy slippers and the silk pj's gave you away."

"They're good for your skin and look nice" I defend.

"The're also hella expensive."

I roll my eyes and he chuckles. We walk into the kitchen to a made breakfast. Oh Richard, you are a bloody life saver.

As we're eating Richard joins us and we fall into careless conversation. We hear the doorbell and Richard goes to get it.

"Where is she?!" I hear Tom yell.

And soon enough he marches into the house like he owns the place. He used to haha.

"Are you out of your god damn mind?!" He yells and Chris looks at the man like he's ready to charge.

"How about you calm down first and then we can talk." Chris says

"Who are you to tell me to calm down?!" He yells at Chris now.

"Tom cut it okay? I woke up like ten minutes ago. What are you yapping about now?" I ask taking a bite out of my toast.

"This is what I am talking about. Why in the world would you let Matthew and his filthy family into the building?" He asks sitting down across from me.

I sip on my tea before answering.

"They called in for an urgent meeting. They wanted to buy the foundation. Obviously I said no. And then we talked more and he gave a generous donation. I don't see what's the problem." I say

"The problem here you child! Is that he is one of the most well-known mafia bosses in the entire UK." He says

"He seemed nice. Especially his son, what was it.. Right Edward." I say

"You're not hearing me. A fucking mafia boss."

"Well to be honest that's far grater than my father and you combined." I say

"You little ungrateful shit" He yells slamming his hand onto the table.

"I think it's time to leave Tom." Richard says.

"I leave when she says so." He says staring right at me.

"Go. Away." I say looking away from him. He has his eyes. Williams eyes. They haunt me to this day. Why did those who have to be almost twins? It's like a very twisted joke from God.

"You heard her. Leave." Chris says standing up.

"And what will you do? I have a pool boy that's the size of you." He says to Chris.

"Had. For all I know you can't afford one at the moment." Richard steps in.

"I'm leaving. The next time I see you. You will be alone. Alone and it will be just the two of us. You little scrawny shit!" And thats when he fell down.

More specifically Chris took him down. He punched him so hard he fell to the floor.

"Jesus Christ he has a hard head." He says shaking his hand in pain.

"Chris! He could sue you!" I say getting up to him.

"Get up bastard. Thats you cue." Richard says grabbing him and leading him out.

I grabbed a bag of frozen peas and gave them to Chris.

"That was extremely brave and also very stupid." I say

"I couldn't stand and watch him talk to you like that. Why do you let him do that?"

I stayed quiet. He doesn't know why.

"Chris you just earned yourself a few points from me. Brava. His nose is definitely broken." Richard says as he sits down.

"I'm glad one of us is grateful." Chris says in a teasing matter. I just eat my toast. After I was done I excused myself. I.. I need to clear my head.

God why does this man trigger so many bad memories with just yelling. He reminds me of my dad so much that I think they're twins or something.

"Whats with Lena?" I ask Richard as we put things away in the kitchen.

"That son of a bitch triggered a few bad memories with her father. They eerily look alike." He says with a disgusted look on his face.

"They never got along? I know that." I say.

"Her father was an abusive lunatic. He wanted to force Lena to be just like him because he saw potential in her. Miriam and I tried our hardest to get her off that path. To maintain her kindness." Richard says leaning on the counter.

"I never knew he was like that."

"You don't even know the things I've seen Chris. He.. he was a monster." He says with his voice breaking.

What exactly did this man see? And why was it that bad that it has such an effect on him?

"I'm sorry you had to see that." I say

"You know?" He asks surprised.

"I don't, she never told me." I say

"I don't think she ever will. She..she's the strongest of us all. She handled a lot in her life." Richard says looking at his feet.

"Why do you love her so much?" I ask

"She's my Lena. She's the little girl that would come into the kitchen and ask me to make her some special biscuits. I remember when she first tried coffee and the face she made. She made me a better man with just being around me. She's like a daughter to me." He says with a smile on his face.

"I'm glad she has you"

"I am too. I'll go and check on her. You stay here." He says and leaves the kitchen. Leaving me with tons of questions in my head.