5

Diana

The weekend had rolled over so quickly, it was my first day at the job, I wore a white vintage shirt and a black pencil skirt accentuating my curves.

Then tied my hair into a ponytail, I arrived at the office at exactly 8am.

When I was the CEO, I would arrive at 9am.

I entered into Gaston’s office first, recalling the memories , What was once my office was now his. Days and nights when I would sit over there and work until time flew by.

It felt unreal to be back again after escaping a near death experience.

I stepped out of the office to the secretary’s desk, arranging the table to my liking, making sure everything I needed was within arm’s reach when the doors opened and Gaston walked in, wearing a brown suit and a black fur jacket.

A smile broadened on his face, the bastard was super excited for me to begin working that he came early.

“Welcome Sir” I greeted and he nodded with a smile.

“How was your weekend?”

“Splendid” I replied.

“Wouldn’t you ask me about mine?” He demanded, pretty much an attention seeker.

Like I care about how his weekend was.

“My apologies Sir, How was your weekend?” I played along.

“It was lonely, like it was missing something” he answered.

I ignored his comment even though I knew exactly what it meant, “I hope you find what ever you are looking for soon” I dismissed him concentrating on my desk.

“Thank you” he replied awkwardly reaching for his door,

“Your meeting will begin in the next one hour, Mr Adil requested to see you himself, then you have a factory visit today at the new branch, by 10am”

My sudden tone of seriousness made him straighten his back, “Thank you, I will be in my office” he excused himself and walked in.

I took my seat flipping through the details of the file in front of me, it’s been a while since I worked and I had almost forgotten the feeling of it.

It was amazing as it was exhausting but it felt good to be back.

I could feel a pair of eyes on me, watching me for a while now, all that separated my office from his was the glass, and I had forgotten to bring down the curtain earlier.

I tried my best to ignore him, men like Gaston prefer their women to treat them like trash. To act like he didn’t exist so that he could chase them more.

He liked the thrill, he loved the chase, I realize that after stringing him along for six months before I finally accepted to marry him.

Once I did, I began noticing changes, changes that I thought were just minor but they actually led to my death.

It’s 1pm, right after the lunch break, my heels were hurting from walking. I took a bandage from my purse and sealed the injury.

Once I was done, A call came through the phone, I picked it,

“Mrs Rebecca Gomez is here to see her husband” the receptionist notified me.

Hearing her name brought back dark memories, I had expect to meet her at my time but this was also good.

“Let her in” I said then ended the call.

I grabbed a file from my desk and walked towards his office, knocked twice then walked in, his eyes were glued on the screen like I hadn’t seen him watching me walk to the door.

“Sir, I need your signature for these files” I placed the files on his table,

“My pen” He inquired and I picked a black pen from the case of pen he had.

I watched him sign the first papers, While I tapped my heels on the floor, drawing his attention to my legs, I wore black skimpy tights, his eyes traced them upwards until he stopped at my knees.

“Is there any problem Sir, is there anything wrong with my clothes?” I inquired, making it obvious that I knew he was staring.

He shook his head vigorously , “no, you look splendid” that was meant to be a compliment from him.

“I’m done” he handed the files to me but he had only signed the first page, there was still more to take care of. How the hell did I let him be the CEO when he was this stupid at his job.

How was it possible that a man like Gaston could kill me?

There he was staring at me like I was a snack, as though he had won the lottery.

“Sir”

“Yes”

“There still a bit more” I said then checked the time, counting the steps it would take for her to get here.

I leaned down to his level, my elbows resting on the desk, keeping his eyes glued on my breast.

“You have to sign here and here” I stated.

Eleven more steps and she would be here.

I can’t already picture how mad she would be when she sees us together.

“Really?” He let out a chuckle, I slowly turned towards him, pulled my ponytail to the back, blinked my eyes and smiled.

He couldn’t take his eyes off me, staring at my lips and my cleavage, trying to decide which one to dwell on.

I used the opportunity to push his pen to the ground,

“I’m sorry” I leaned down to get it, arching my back in front of him.

I could see his hands stretching, itching to touch me, he was loosing his cool, then I pretended like I slipped.

He caught me, his hands around my waist as he pulled me to sit on his legs.

Thinking he was sneaky about that when I had orchestrated the whole thing.

“Be careful” he grinned, I could feel his free hand caressing my thighs.

I felt like throwing up but I held it in, She had to see this.

And just like I anticipated, the door opened and Rebecca walked in.

I’m certain she would pissed by the scene in front of her.

“What the hell is going on here?” She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Bingo.

“Rebecca” Gaston called, surprised to see her in his office when I was the one that let her in, the look on her face was priceless, exactly what I wanted to see.

“What are you doing here?” He asked startled, I quickly stood up acting like I was ashamed of what had just happened.

I wasn’t in the slightest bit.