Blake Shelton had not felt such anger in a long time as he did in that very moment when he stormed into his office. In a rage, he poured himself a double whiskey on the rocks and was facing away from the door when he heard knocking from outside. The walk from the room he was in to his office took less than 30 seconds to be precise, and that’s precisely why it took Helena longer to arrive. She knew that for the first few seconds upon engagement she was screwed, and royally at that, but she had not regretted it for a moment. With her heartbeat racing, she knocked on his door and heard a yell.
"Come in already..."
Helena entered, her expression pale and lacking bravery; after all, being near Blake Shelton took away all her focus and self-control. Blake fixed her with the darkest, most furious gaze he could muster.
"Miss Helena, please sit..."
"Thank you, but I'm quite fine standing, Mr. Blake."
She returned the gaze with equal intensity. To escape the tension that filled the air at that moment, her mind betrayed her, leading her to imagine what he might be like beneath those clothes, the type of hold he had, whether he moaned during sex, if he was dominant or enjoyed being dominated. These thoughts allowed Helena to regain her composure.
"I told you to sit," he said roughly, gesturing to the chair.
Like a daughter obeying her father, she pulled out the chair and sat down.
Before he could start any conversation, he downed his glass of whiskey and set it on the table for another fill. Helena just watched him.
"Mr. Blake..."
"I didn't tell you to speak... I speak first. Who do you think you are to have spoken to me in that manner, huh? Never in my life has anyone dared to confront me, especially in front of almost my entire family, which makes all this much worse..."
"Mr. Blake, he's just a boy... a child..."
"You know nothing about me, my conduct, or my children..."
"Yes, you're right, I don't know. But from the first moments I was in the presence of both, I could tell that Nicolas must be a wonderful boy living behind a mediocre facade you pretend to have because you don't want to show any affection or tenderness towards him, except when you want to hit or hurt..."
Blake was silenced by this woman. She had a hold over him that he neither understood nor could explain.
"How dare you speak to me that way?"
"So you like to hit, don't you?" she asked. "Moreover, want to know? I already know why those other poor souls who came through here didn't last."
"Oh really? And why is that?"
"Because none of them could withstand you, a man who is egocentric, rude, cold, insensitive, and most of all heartless."
"Wow, now I'm surprised to know you did your homework on me... And if they couldn't manage, why could you?"
Helena stepped closer to him, looking into his eyes, and said...
"For one single reason... I'm not here for you, I'm here to help your children endure you... it's different..."
Again, he was silent and turned his back to her. Seconds passed, and when he turned around to reply, he noticed the door was open, and she was gone.
Rolling his eyes and running his hand through his hair, he muttered to himself...
"What kind of woman is this, huh? I must be going crazy..."
Blake downed his drink in one swallow and went back to the room where everyone was still shocked by what they had witnessed, staring at him as if there was only one culprit in all this... himself.
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