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19| Adrian... Who?
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Loved by Mr. President 20| You are Selfish!
Darian WoodsHer paranoia was gradually creeping to me, but I refused to yield to her infantile tricks.'Could she be trying to make me jealous? Who was this Adrian she kept muttering?' I asked myself, clearly offended that she spoke another man's name casually in my presence.I was tempted, almost pressured into asking her to tell me who this Adrian was, but I realized that would only mean submitting to her game. She was out to make me miss her even more, but Darian Woods was not a man who bent to the wills of women.Especially not women like Moriah who couldn't even raise a finger to stand up for themselves.'That's true!' My mind screamed, 'Moriah was spineless, what kind of man would even consider having her as a partner?' Adrian was just a character in one of her cooked up fantasies of having a normal relationship.I shook my head mentally, realizing that I had fallen for her misleading acts in more ways than I had imagined. Here I was worrying about another man instead of thinki
Loved by Mr. President 21| My Whole life still Adrian
I wiped away the tears that had clouded my eyes before flagging down a taxi. It was already weird enough that I was coming out from Darian's office, I couldn't let one of these local paparazzi catch me off guard.If any of them caught me crying while walking out of Darian's company, then it was going to make a huge headline the next day. And honestly, I wanted to keep a low profile and keep myself far away from anything concerning Darian. He was a monster. And with what I know, beasts and man weren't meant to cohabit the same ecological plane.I was lucky I hadn't applied make up before coming out this morning. I couldn't imagine how I would have looked if I had mascara smeared all over my face. I wouldn't be able to hide my tears from a six year old, talk less of trained stalkers who could smell emotions and a good story from miles away."Drive please" I urged the cab driver shutting him off from asking me what was wrong. I understood he was only trying to be caring, but if he had su
Loved by Mr. President 22| Beautiful Sentiments
Darian WoodsI gazed through my window and my eyes fell on a familiar vehicle that caught my attention.It was a different car from the ones I usually met at the parking lot, and if I remembered quite well, it is the car she used to drive into my company building.Almost excitedly, I was glad that she still had a part of her close to my office but I did not show it. I did not want any of those false emotions that were intended to create images and situations that will never exist.Those same emotions that made me think my mother was a beautiful soul. Not like my Father was any different from what she was anyway.Moriah had stormed out of here yesterday morning and had forgotten to take her vehicle with her. I wanted to be ashamed of her carelessness, but my entire being rejected that emotion. It was as if my heart sought something different, something I didn't want to relapse to.I hadn't expected her car to be here, yet seeing the vehicle had triggered me into calling Jack and sending
Loved by Mr. President 23| Darian again
I did my best to stop the tears that had welled up in my eyes from dropping.I was beginning to think I was mentally deranged for always allowing myself to be hurt by the same person over and over again. "Why couldn't I see through his facade? His lies were always too good to be true, yet I always believed them."I guess some part of me really wanted to be with Darian one more time, while the other part of me just detested him.My feelings for him were complex, the complexity of them even becoming much more than I could handle. I had no idea what my emotions towards him were, but today had assured me of one thing.Darian Woods was bad for me, and I needed to stay away from him for both Adrian, and my mental health.I went straight to where my car parked and immediately got in without hesitation. I wanted to drive as far away as possible from Darian.I just could not keep falling for his tricks anymore, they were getting old, yet I wasn't getting wiser.'I could sue for harassment even,
Loved by Mr. President 24| Chaos! Chaos!!
Darian WoodsIt's been over a week now since I kissed Moriah, yet I couldn't get her out of my mind.I had tried convincing myself that it was just my flaws domineering for a second, but the truth still found its way to the surface. There was just no way I could lie to myself any longer. I had kissed her, and it was no mistake.I had done it in my right senses, and there was nothing I could say or do to deny that reality.I reached for my phone and tried putting a call directly to Moriah's office, but it failed. I breathed a sigh of both relief and anger. Relief that she hadn't answered, and anger that she had the audacity not to answer my call. It was the mixture of both, and it was making me uneasy. I wanted to talk to her, torture her and have her go through the hell I was going through mentally at the moment.I understood that I was the one at fault and had to take responsibility for kissing her, but she too had a hand in this my mental torture.She had kissed me back, and now I c
Loved by Mr. President 25| Working with Darian
With the light rays that peeked into the room from the tiny openings that the curtains held, I flapped my eyelids open.Before now, waking up for work was not this hectic and disturbing. But for some reasons which I partly felt were related to the fact that Darian was now around me, it was a whole lot of effort.My hands went apart as I released a yawn before finally taking the duvet off me. Whether I liked it or not, going to work was something I could not run from as I still had Adrian to take care of and I needed him to get the best of everything he desired.I stretched out my arms to the table that was beside my bed and picked it up to check the time. Turning it on, I was partly excited that I still had 45 minutes extra to do every thing that I wanted to do. But still sad that the 45 minutes was going to come to an end faster than sipping a juice from a can. Time just went so fast whenever I intended and desired to spend time with my sweetheart, Adrian.Talking about Adrian, I rem
Loved by Mr. President 26| Against my control
Darian WoodsThe different emotions that Moriah always made me experience came again. And as much as I did not want to experience any of it, I still wanted her around."Why are you shivering like you have just come to face with a ghost?"Instead of responding to my question, she straightened her face immediately. She was trying to do the same thing that she had been doing of recent. Acting like my presence did nothing to her, and as though she was tough but I knew that none of it was true."Mr. Gun asked that I move to your office building on your request. So may I please know why exactly I am here."I furrowed my brows listening to Moriah speak. Of a truth, she was actually growing wings which constantly left me astonished."When in the world did she learn to do that?" I could only ask myself.I sniffled in the chuckle that was threatening to escape from my lips as I stood up to meet her."It seems you forget so fast that I am your boss. Now let me remind you," I paused, then stared
Loved by Mr. President 27| My fear, Darian
"Get out of here, Moriah!" Darian detached himself from me and I suddenly felt cold and empty. I wonder what went wrong as I watched him leave the bed and grab his clothes, putting them on.I sighed in relief but a bigger part of me was disappointed that he stopped.He had a big frown on his face as he pulled away from me. I never can tell what's running through his mind. He never lets me in even when we were together. He never even saw me fit to be called his wife while we were married. I was simply a burden to him asides when he wanted to sexually appease himself."Darian…" I called calmly, barely hearing my own voice. In as much as I felt violated by the way he forced himself on me without my concession, my body wanted him. I craved his touch and not just his touch but all of him. His touch ignited a fire within me that only he alone could stop.Despite the fact that I loved the feeling of his hands on my body, I hated him for forcing himself on me and also hated the fact that his
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