DEAR CEO, LOVE ME HARDER

Gabriel and I have been married for five years and everything was going smoothly as a sailing thread. However, that was not until she surfaced with malicious intent. This woman had disrupted my blissful marriage. She was my worst nightmare, an experience I will never want to recall.No, how could you do this to us?” This can't be happening, not when I am just starting to get my nursing career off the ground, My hands covered my ears as the words were departing his lips. Impossible. I would rather not listen to anything Gabriel was saying. It… can't be. How had he managed to get another woman pregnant? Why am I focusing on this woman when my focus should be on him, my husband? He decided this woman was more important than our five-year marriage. “Maddison…” He says my name, but it feels disgusting leaving his mouth. I screamed at him…Don’t you fucking dare say my name!! Reaching for the beer bottle beside me and hitting him over the head with it. It had left him with a slight

Madison's P. O. VThe next morning, I woke up with a severe hangover. Ahh, my aching head. I am never getting drunk again. I don't remember anything that happened last night. Not only that, but I just hope that I made it home after what Gabriel confessed to me. I tried to get up, but I was still dizzy from drinking too much. I lay back down and waited for my head to stop spinning. Then I see that I'm on a nice, comfy couch. A couch what the hell, why am I on a couch? Oh well, I must have fallen asleep on a couch in the hotel room to sleep because of the alcohol. That is when I decided to stretch to ease my body of some tension. As I am stretching, I feel this hard body next to me. Then I look and see that there is a man behind me with his arm around my waist on top of a blanket. Then I take a look under the blanket and notice that I am naked. As I got up, I noticed what, I thought, was a hotel room in Gabriel's office. Oh my god! What did I do last night? His office is a wreck. The

I decided to give this counseling thing a try for the sake of our marriage. We were going at least once a week and doing the exercises the marriage counselor had suggested. However I kept thinking to myself, can I really trust him again? What if he decides to have another office affair? Tell me what would you do in my situation? To answer my own question it is no. I don't think I will be able to trust him again.So, I decided to make dinner one last time and set the table. I hear Gabriel come in, then I tell him to come into the dining room and sit down. Hmmm, something smells good honey. I made your favorite pot roast with vegetables. Oh! wow thank you honey. What is the occasion? Nothing really, I just wanted to talk to you. Okay, what is this about?I have made a decision when it comes to our marriage. I could tell that he was getting nervous. What decision might that be? This marriage counseling is not working and I have been doing some thinking. Now I want a divorce. “Can't we f

When I arrived at the restaurant, Flow at 7:00 p.m. I'm greeted by the same hostess with a smile who sat at a table the first time I was here. Desmond has been waiting for you, she says. He has reserved a table just for you, Ms. Wong. Oh, I say, how kind of him to do that. She takes me back to a small area, which, I assume, is for the VIPs. I take a seat and the hostess leaves, but I never did quite catch her name either. She comes back with a glass of red wine and a seafood appetizer. Excuse me I say, I don't mean to be rude, but can I get your name, please? My name is Izzy, she says. Is it short for Isabella and she replies yes? Well, nice to meet you, Izzy.Then I tell her that she is doing a fantastic job as a hostess. Thank you, is there anything else that I can get you? No, not right at this moment. Alright, just let me know I will be your server as well tonight since we're short on staff. I'll be right back with your food, better yet, Mr. Greene will bring the food out to you h

I knew that I should have immediately said no when I came out of his office when he asked me to think about having lunch with him. What harm could there be, right? He just wants to talk about my job duties. Well, I will give him an answer after my rounds. Anyway, I am so excited to be starting my class tonight. The class that I will be taking tonight is a creative writing class. Writing is a little hobby of mine; it is just something that I always loved to do. Where I can express all my feelings. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I will be taking the class at Dayton Community College, and it starts at 6 p.m. Therefore, if I want to make it on time to the class, I have to either request those days off or take a different shift. Today was the first day of class, so I decided to leave a little early today from work just in case there was traffic to work, but I wanted to stop by Starbucks to get a little something to eat. Now, when I registered for this class, I heard that the Professor was v