Love From Disaster

Love From Disaster

By: Bianca Wynters

Copyright © 2014 Bianca Wynters

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Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Epilogue

Prologue

Cassie - 7 years ago

I have been laying here in the dark for over three hours trying to shut my overactive brain down. My brain and my heart are clinched in a head to head battle about Zane. We are drifting apart more and more every day. He now looks away when he tells me he loves me. Then as we drift apart he is spending less and less time with me and more and more time with Molly. I have hated her from day one, he knows this yet now he spends more time with her than with me.

Over the last six months I have found things Zane has hidden from me and all of it has to do with her. First there was the money, five hundred dollars to be exact, that he sent her so she could leave her husband. Then he helped her move into the city where he just accepted a new job. Finally there was the anonymous letter I received that all but described the way Molly and Zane have been sleeping together for the last year.

Even with all of that I have tried to hang on and trust him. He of course denies all of it. I am torn in two directions, my heart says stay try to work it out that I can trust him that what we have is the real thing. However, my head says kick his ass to the curb and be done before it hurts more than it already does. Honestly, at this point I do not know which direction to go. I told him it was either me or her that he needs to decide. He can't have us both.

My running thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Zane's phone. He must have left it by the bed when he got up to go to the couch. I look at the clock and I know that at this time of night it usually means bad news when the phones go off. I roll to his side of the bed and pick up the phone so I can bring it to him. When I unplug it from the charger the screen lights up and there in plain text is confirmation of his betrayal. The text is from Molly, but it is a reply. The text simply says Good night I love you too can't wait to see you when you get back.

The pain was immediate, I struggle to breathe. My whole world was just shattered by a text message. How could he do this to me, why? What makes her better than me? Why am I not good enough? Tears begin to stream down my face. Several hard shudders wrack my body as I try not to fall completely apart. I start to chastise myself about how foolish and blind I have been. It doesn't take long for the anger to surface and I realize that I am still holding his phone. As I look at it again my anger rises and I head out of the bedroom to confront his lying ass.

When I get to the living room I throw his phone as hard as I can at his head. His anger is instant and he is cursing while rubbing his head as he sits up. Son of a bitch Cassie, what the fuck was that for? What's gotten into you? I take a step closer to him. Zane, you need to get your shit and get the fuck out of my apartment. You are no different than any other lying, cheating bastard. You have played me for a fool too long. Go be with your little bitch, I don't care where you go but I am done get your shit and get out.

Before I can turn and leave the room he is on his feet. What the hell Cassie, what happened? Things were fine when you went to bed. My answer is simple Molly, that's what. With that I turn again to leave but I look back to Zane and tell him to read his new text message it should sum up the problem. You do NOT get to tell her you love her then crawl into my bed, so fuck you get out! This time when I start moving I actually make it out of the room. I need to get away from him, he doesn't get to see me break anymore.

As I go to grab my keys so I can leave Zane grabs me from behind spinning me to face him. I try to jerk away from him but he is stronger than me and doesn't let go. He quickly grabs me with both hands around my face and neck and I close my eyes; as he is sure he has me he leans his forehead down to mine. He starts talking as soon as I start to try to move. Cassie, look at me when I don't he tightens his hold and his voice becomes firmer. Damn it Cassie look at me. When I look up all I see is his blue eyes; the same blue eyes that belong to the man that was supposed to be my forever love. He starts talking again. Cassie, there is only you and there will always only be you. There is no one else damn it, never, do you hear me. Cassie, for so many years good and bad there has always been you.

Tears begin to stream down my face again and as much as I want to believe him I can't. My head wins and my heart loses this battle. I tell him I wish I could believe him but I can't and that he needs to leave. I grab my keys off the table and head for the door. When I reach for the handle I turn to look at him. You made your choice now live with it. You need to get your stuff and be gone before I get back. Then I walk out the door. As soon as I am outside the tears start to fall again. I make it to my car and sit behind the wheel wondering what to do now. I see him open the door so I quickly start the car and drive away without looking back this time.

Chapter 1

Cassie

Today of all days I am running late. Of course I can only blame myself, apparently I ignored the alarm clock. The day I have the interview that I have been waiting and praying for and I over sleep. I manage to get dressed in my favorite interview outfit which consist of a gray pencil skirt, a sky blue scoop neck top and is topped off with my favorite pair of Manolo Blahnik shoes with a four inch spike heel. This outfit clings to me in all of the right spots. My mother would say that my skirt is too short to be considered appropriate for business wear. It is questionable since it falls about four inches above my knees. I generally hate the idea of a female using her body to get ahead, but I work hard to keep in shape and I really need this job since rent is due soon, not to mention I have student loans to start paying. Therefore, I will use any advantage I can to help land this position. As I am slipping on my last shoe my roommates Micha and Paige, who also happen to be my closest friends and lifelines, are rushing me out the door trying to ensure I get to the interview on time.

On the way downtown I consistently rehearse answers to standard interview questions and pray that they do not throw in some off the wall bullshit. I tell myself to relax and don't forget to breathe; everything will be fine. However, I realize that it is not going to be easy to do since I find myself parked and standing in front of the massive building known as Four Seasons Tower. For a girl from a small town this is very surreal. The biggest building back home is the three story bank. I realize that I have stopped breathing because I am in awe of what's in front of me. Suddenly I realize I must look like an idiot just standing here staring. The building is 52 floors encased in tinted and reflective glass. From what I've seen in pictures the roof of the building is complete with a pool and a full bar however, the company owner lives in the penthouse which takes up the entire top two floors and has tight security restricting outside access to the rooftop area.

As I walk through the front doors I stop with a sudden gasp as I take in the elegance of the lobby. My first thought is that if the lobby is this wonderful what about the rest of the building; is it kept to the same level of ambiance and appeal? To the right is a comfortable looking sitting area for visitors while they await their point of contact; and to the left is a hallway that leads to large conference areas. The whole set up is wonderful, I don't know who designed the building but it seems that he has thought about everything to ensure that all employee needs can be met in the one facility in most cases.

Four Seasons Enterprises, the parent company to the majority of the smaller companies located in the tower, is one of the largest and rapidly expanding companies who deal in Emergency Management and Disaster Recovery operations in the country. Over the last several years I have had the privilege to work with some of the company's deployed search and rescue teams. Everyone was always extremely well trained and very easy to work with. If a person wants to work in the Emergency Management career field Four Seasons is the place to be. I have researched the company's current projects and associates in order to be better informed for this interview. The owner's name sounds familiar, but I can't place him. He is rarely mentioned in any of the public articles; it is generally the Public Relations Officer's name in the reports. There were also no pictures of the owner, which makes me all the more curious about him. I'm sure someone I have worked with before knows him and can give me some insight to him and how he operates. If I do manage to get this job I would like to know who I am working for. I have applied for a Disaster Recovery Associate position. This position basically means that I will be given all of the grunt work. I am ok with this because it allows me to be in the field where I truly enjoy my work; while at the same time it provides promotional opportunities within a prominent company that is continually growing and expanding.

As I make my way through security to obtain a visitor's pass I notice a woman exiting the elevator, she stands out from the rest of the crowd. She is the type of woman that others envy; she has an effortless beauty. There is something familiar about her, maybe she just has one of those faces, however when our eyes meet she reacts as if she is surprised to see. She quickly turns and heads down the hallway as if she never saw me. That was weird and I know I will spend the afternoon trying to figure out where I have seen her before. I moved to the city less than a month ago so I shouldn't recognize anyone other than my close circle of friends. Perhaps she is in some of the pictures brought up by Google when I was researching the company. Although, that doesn't explain her reaction to me. Ok enough obsessing over her, I need to make my way to the 20th floor for Human Resources.

Once again I am taken back by the layout and furnishings of the area; this area however has a more calming feel to it rather than the feel of pure elegance in the lobby. I stop at the reception desk to sign in. The lady at the desk, whose nametag says Elaine, shows me to an empty conference room. She informs me that Mathew will be the Human Resources Officer that will be conducting the interview and he will be with me in a minute. She tells me to have a seat, relax and if I need anything just let her know. I choose a seat facing the window into the reception area,