Diana noticed that throughout the lunch Marcus didn't touch his baked salmon, his eyes were onto her while his lips formed a huge smile everytime she looked back at him. Perhaps that's how every rich man acts in the presence of a beautiful woman, they are always trying to woo women into their traps and Marcus wasn't so different.
"My mother, Elizabeth, she lives in Boston" said Diana trying to keep the conversation going.
"Oh! Didn't know you are from Boston"
"I am not... I am a New Orleans native but ever since my parents got divorced, my mother moved to Boston while my father went to Scotland and we never saw him again"
"My apologies Mrs Miller. Is your father Scottish?"
Diana chuckled softly, then she crossed her legs and drank her wine "Do I look Scottish, Mr Orlando?" she asked with such flirty smile and Marcus knew that she was flirting with him, he liked it.
"Well, what can I say Diana... you are a unique specie" he said trying not to look at Diana's thighs which were on display with that short minidress that she was wearing.
"I also have a sister, her name's Linda. She is like a black sheep of the family. One minute she's here and the next she's gone... she struggles with drug addiction and anxiety. I have been trying to reach out to her in these past few days, I wanted her to take part in my office, giving her something to hold on to, you know like a purpose but she is MIA" said Diana and this topic about her sister seemed to trigger her - she went from being a charming woman to a sad one really quick. Marcus realized it and he wanted to know more about who this Linda was, and why was she making the woman of his dreams sad.
"I'm sorry, sometimes we can't always save the people that we love Diana. They have to save themselves"
"Yes, yes I know, but the need to save them comes out naturally and you fear if you can't do it then, they wouldn't be able to save themselves"
Both of them remained silent for a while, the waiter came over and asked if they would like to have more drinks. "Another glass of champagne please..." said Marcus.
"And the lady?"
"I will have red wine, thank you"
"Our pleasure Madamoiselle" said the water and walked away.
In minutes their drinks were brought up and they kept on talking and drinking, Marcus finished his baked salmon and so did Diana. They started to eat lunch at 1pm, but now it was 4pm and no one knew where did the time go. They enjoyed each other's company so much that time seemed to pass on so quickly before they can even enjoy it more. Marcus took Diana back to the office with a promise of another lunch date tomorrow.
"A lunch date?" asked Diana when Marcus suggested it.
"Or we can call it however you like, a friendship date maybe?"
Diana smiled "Goodbye, Mr Orlando" she said and closed the door. Marcus remained still standing with hands on his pockets, he managed a simple "Goodbye Mrs Miller" but it came out as a whisper. Then he said goodbye to Vanessa and then he stormed out of the building with Martin following him behind.
That day Marcus didn't return to the office and he went on straight to his house, the one in the bushes and slept throughout the rest of the evening. The dreams became more relaxing and interesting than reality, in his dreams he was married to Diana and they had one child - a beautiful daughter. They were living on a large mansion in Bel Air and they were running their streaming giant together and spending most of the time in set with the directors and actors who were crafting out the show for the streaming network. Life seemed so easy with Diana, like everything was so perfect - but it was all inside his head, all fiction.
One day he came back from the office, Diana had gotten back earlier and she was inside the kitchen making dinner. "Honey, I'm home..." said Marcus coming in holding boxes filled with gifts for their daughter, and some for groceries. He went on grocery shopping before going home.
Diana welcomed him in a hug and kissed his lips "Long day at work?" she asked.
"You wouldn't imagine... where is Elena?"
"She's asleep, told her to get some sleep before dinner. She was playing soccer"
"Soccer? That's my girl... taking all her Daddy's talents" said Marcus and kissed Diana, it turned out to be so passionate and steamy. Marcus pinned Diana to the wall and continued kissing her.
"Well, her Daddy has more talents that I am well aware of..."
"Oh really..." He moaned.
Diana shifted the wave and now it was Marcus who was pinned on the wall. "Don't move" said Diana then she squarted and knelt down, Elena came out of her room and she screamed "Daddy..." while running towards Marcus.
Diana quickly got up and she acted embarrassed after their daughter walked out on them, Marcus carried Elena on his arms and he kissed her thoroughly. He started asking her about school, her new friends, and bunch of stuffs which were school related. He and Diana were so happy and he wished that could have been a reality, he would have been a good father and Diana a good mother.
Katherine had sneaked inside Marcus's room and she was staring at him sleeping with a smile on his lips, she wondered what could have really made him smile on his dreams - hence she leaned over and sat close to him on the bed. Then she kissed his lips, but she suddenly stopped when Marcus started calling out Diana's name in his sleep. "Don't stop Diana. I love you Diana... I love you Diana" those were Marcus's words and they pissed off Katherine who stopped kissing him and walked out of the room holding her belongings curious about who this Diana was and why did she have that much power in Marcus's life.
"Is everything alright Ms Katherine?" asked Martin who was in the living room watching a nature documentary, he was pressed perhaps Marcus had attempted to do something to her. That will explaim why she was tearing down and in hurry to get out.
"You are still awake?" asked Katherine.
"I never sleep..." said Martin. "Are you alright?"
"Martin, who's Diana?"
Martin was alarmed "Why are you asking about her?"
Katherine shouted "Just fucking tell me who she is. Is he fucking her now? Is Marcus cheating on me?" she kept on asking series of questions which Martin thought they were unnecessary and uncalled for. Hence he held her hand and walked her out, then placed her inside one of the cars and ordered the drivers to take her away.
The last thing Martin wanted was to have unstable Marcus waking up and start quarreling with Katherine - the last time he let him to quarrel with a woman, he killed her, right infront of him. Martin swore he was never going to let anything like that happen again, so he took a deep breath, switched off the tv, then walked to his room where he slept. He actually lied to Katherine about him not sleeping, he actually sleeps but not when there is a woman inside Marcus's room, he is always scared of what will happen once he leaves Marcus alone.
Marcus woke up at 4:30 am in the morning and the first thing he did was hitting the gym and starting to lift weights, then he went on to run on the treadmill like someone was chasing him - he wasn't playing on this day and at 5:30 am he was laying down on the mat sweating off and trying to catch his breath.
Martin walked in for his morning workouts and found Marcus had already finished his and he was laying down.
"You were up early today" said Martin.
"I had a good dream Martin"
"May I ask what is it about?"
Marcus hoped to his feet and looked at Martin "I was dreaming about Diana, she was doing her thing down there..." he said and then laughed. "Argh! Martin you should've seen me all moaning and calling out her name. Come on, I have to see her, let's get going"
"Sir, it's Saturday"
Marcus was awestruck "No way, it was Thursday yesterday" he said trying to count days.
"Sir, it was Friday. Today is Saturday and you are not going to work today, you can't see her"
"No, no..." Marcus shouted and the next he does is to take on a five pounds dumbbells and throwing them away. "I have to see her, I have to see my wife Martin" He said and this time his eyes had turned red, his heart was racing, and he was shaking. Martin sighed knowing fully well Marcus was having one of his episodes.