Nathan:Her lips parted slightly. Those soft and succulent lips. I ran my thumb across them and savoured her warm breath on my fingertips. She was mine and I wanted no one else to have her.“Let’s take this out, shall we?”I slipped my hands into her pocket, savouring her body jolting at my touch as I caressed her thighs and took out her phone. It was an alarm for her lunch break.A smile curled my lips. Perfect. I could have her all to myself.My cock was throbbing for her touch. What I wouldn’t give to have her on her knees taking me into her warm mouth.I pressed my lips on hers and savoured the fresh minty taste of her mouth. Such a perfect little girl. I wasn’t going to let anyone have her. She made me feel… things.She groaned against my lips and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me in closer. I felt her nipples hard through her blouse. Fuck, I could only imagine how soaked she was for me.“I want you, Enora.”My hands slid up her thighs, testing her soft skin and drawing
Enora:My head drooped. What I said was the truth. We couldn't be together. There was too much to deal with."I have to go. I'm meeting my friends for lunch."He scowled, his eyes narrowing and with a tick in his jaw."Friends? Those ones from the bar?"I nodded. His anger was hot and prickly, waiting to go off like a time bomb."Is Anthony going to be there?"His voice dropped lower to an almost growl and my heart began to race."I don't know why you hate him. He saved my life...""You were drugged, Enora. Don't you get it! Someone, one of them, slipped something into your drink. I saw the signs."My mouth opened to say something but I shut it almost immediately. I did feel funny after my drink. A little... horny and I wasn't even attracted to any of them."Couldn't it be the bartender? Maybe someone was stalking me...""All the more reason for you to be safe and stay away from them. If someone is stalking you, the person might expect you back with them."He grabbed my hand and pulle
Enora:I continued to eat in silence. The idea festered at the back of my mind. They were right. Mr. Wright did mention a condo in my contract but I had been too consumed by our little drama to actually think about it.There was no doubt about it. I needed space. Living with Bridget was great but it wasn’t helping. I needed to think.The check soon came and we all paid for our meals. Tony was still staring at his phone when we all left Olive Garden together.“They paid salaries today, Tony. Please find a way and settle your cousin. I don’t think I can last another hour with your phone going crazy,” Nicky said rolling her eyes as we all walked to a car.Everyone laughed, except Tony who managed a dry chuckle. But something about him was off. He looked… nervous. I had noticed it all afternoon.His head kept darting to the door while he ate as if he expected someone to show up. Someone he seemed very worried about. It was possible that his cousin was really coming after him for his money
Enora:My fingers went numb and my body, taut. His brown eyes had a fiery glow in them. I gulped. There was nothing to be guilty of. I didn’t do anything wrong. Why was I feeling this way?“Uhm… hee are your documnets, Anthony.”I took the papers from the printer and handed them to him. He took them from me with shaky hands and said a coarse thank you, standing up and leaving, muttering a dry greeting to Mr. Wright.Finally, the door shut behind him and we were alone. I took a deep breath and faced my work on the computer. I had to relax. I had to breathe. I wasn’t doing anything illegal. All I was doing was talking to a co-worker. That was it?“What was he doing here?” he finally asked after what felt like an eternity.“He was simply getting some documents, as you saw.”My voice dipped in a few places and I was scared to see the look in his eyes. I sounded so guilty even though I wasn’t. I didn’t do anything.My eyes were still fixed on the computer but I could feel the weight of his
Nathan:I stormed out of her office, my chest heaving as I went back up to my office. I couldn’t stop thinking about seeing the two of them in the office all alone. Who knew what they had been doing before I came in?Anthony… he looked so calm and relaxed, sitting in her chair like that and smiling at her. And she… she returned the favour. I told her to stay away from him but she wasn't listening. I knew Anthony. He was a good manager but his way with women hasn’t exactly been… the best. I did investigations before I employed him. As long as his attitude didn’t affect his job, I was fine. But he had better stay away from Enora.Angrily, I forced my office door open. My breathing was deep and heavy as I fought to calm myself down. I lowered myself in my chair, my fingers on my chin as I was immersed in my thoughts.Enora said that she wanted to get away from me and how convenient it was for her to tell me about her plans to move into the condo right after I saw Anthony in her office. I
Enora:He got in and squeezed in right next to me. I wiped my face with my hand and moved further away. I didn’t want to touch him or even look at him. I couldn’t believe that he actually thought that I would do something with Anthony. I wasn’t that cheap.I wanted to be treated like a normal employee and not have him shadow my movements all the time. I heard what other colleagues whispered when they saw the two of us together. I felt so incapable. I wanted to prove myself, I wanted to be on my own without him having to lift his head and tail me all the time.The ride back home was quiet. I focused on the window like my life depended on it. Through the reflection, I saw him steal glances at me. I could tell that he wanted to say something to me but didn’t know how to say it. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. It was probably best that he kept it to himself. I didn’t want to talk to him. He had been in my face enough all day.We parked in front of the mansion and without waiting
Enora:We went down for dinner. My heart was racing. Now that I thought about it, I didn't want to go through with Bridget's plan. This was… crazy.Her dad would definitely know it was me and he would probably think that I manipulated her to get my way. I wouldn't even be surprised if he turned her down flat. He was a difficult person.Bridget went in with a smile plastered on her face. I, on the other hand, was nearly breaking under the weight of nervousness. I muttered a ‘good evening’ and slid into my seat.Mr. Wright's eyes swooped over the table and I felt a sweat break out. His eyes… he knew something was up. This was bad.“Mmmm… dinner smells amazing.”Bridget served herself a generous helping of steak and vegetables and poured herself a glass of wine.Her smile was so effortless and genuine. I would have never thought that she was in on this with me.My appetite faltered. I was way too nervous and took a small helping of food and some juice. The last thing I needed was alcohol
Enora:I could barely sleep. I finished my work and was lying awake in bed till the early hours of the morning.What the hell has happened? Why did Mr. Wright suddenly change his mind? Why did this feel… strange? Something was wrong. This was exciting news but I could feel that I was missing something. Something important.By the time I woke up, I had missed my alarm and was thirty minutes late.Shit! Shit! Shit!I had a meeting I needed to attend with Mr. Wright and now I was late.I dashed into the bathroom and had an ice-cold shower. The leftover sleep in my eyes vanished, and I felt bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. That was better.Brush teeth? Check. Suit? Check.My eyes scouted around the room to check if there was anything that I had forgotten. I looked myself over in the mirror. If I ga woken up earlier, I would have had time to properly do my hair. I hoped I looked okay for the meeting. I closed my eyes briefly and prayed silently for a normal meeting and not one with a creep li
Enora:I lay there, staring at the ceiling, my heart beating unrhythmically. I can't believe it. I couldn't…My hand ran over my stomach, my body tense, trying to feel the kick, to feel the life of the body that I was growing inside of me. I closed my eyes, and all I could see was those two red lines on the pregnancy test strip. I couldn’t believe it. I had been on my phone all day, trying to find an explanation. Was something wrong with the test? Was it a false positive? What was I going to do? I couldn’t have this baby. I just couldn’t.I turned in bed and felt a tear slip down my cheek. It fell to the pillow and left a small wet patch that cooled my skin. I had to tell Mr. Wright. There was nothing that I could do. I had to tell him. And Bridget… I guess she was going to find out sooner than I expected.All day, all I could think about was the look on Mr. Wright's face if I told him. I would close my eyes and see him mad, fuming, angry that I let something like this happen. Othe
Enora:The sun was up early and its rays beamed softly on my face. I groaned in slight pain and then smiled. Mr. Wright held on to me tightly, nuzzling into my chest, his fingers digging into the small of my back. I guess if I was in pain because he was holding on too tight, I didn’t mind. After everything that happened yesterday, I felt safe and I loved where I was: in his arms in a warm and safe bed.As I sroked his hair, he groaned and pulled me in tighter. “I’ll keep you safe,” he mumbled and exhaled deeply, his hot breath warm on my chest. I could barely breathe in his tight grasp but I didn’t mind. I was with him and there was no other place that I would rather be. Yesterday still felt like a dream. I wish I was strong enough so that I could look at Anthony one last time before he was dragged away. I couldn’t believe he would do that to me. It was scary. Even among the people I called my friends, who could I truly trust. “Why are you awake?” Mr. Wright said groggily, open
Enora:I didn’t know what came over me. It was a final desperate attempt to save myself. My face was in pain, my body ached, and my pride was shattered. I never expected this from Anthony. Why? I thought he genuinely liked me and thought I had hurt him by letting him down. But it was all a ploy, a little part of a grand scheme, but unfortunately, he had hit a rock. While he was distracted, mocking Mr. Wright, I found an opening. I moved my legs slowly, freeing them from his grasp and finally letting the blood run through my numb muscles. I only had one shot at this. One shot or I would be raped and I would have to live with that regret for the rest of my life. I really thought that Anthony just wanted to talk, just wanted closure for what I had told him earlier. How wrong I was. I was foolish to have stayed alone with him. And now, I had everyone in trouble. I could only imagine what was wrong with George.With the little energy I had, the kick was explosive, right to his groin. A
Nathan:I couldn't stop pacing. Wine glass in hand, thoughts flying, my eyes darting to my phone every few minutes.She hadn't called me. Her part was supposed to start at 7pm, and it was almost 10pm. Yet, nothing from her.The wine I sipped did nothing to calm my frayed nerves. No calls, no texts. What was she doing?I slipped into a chair and sighed, my mind going haywire.Fun? Was she having fun without me? Who else could she be smiling with?My grip on my glass tightened. She told me that those bastards weren't coming. Did she lie to me?No. She couldn't have. My kitten didn't lie, and even if she did, I would know.I exhaled and checked my watch. Time was moving slowly, and it drove me up the wall."Fuck it!"I grabbed my phone and sent a text. I wanted to be sure that she was not with those predators. I hated them. Even hate wasn't sufficient.The reply was instant. And I heaved a sigh of relief. She wasn't with them. I could rest a little better.I walked over to my desk and go
Enora:“What the hell is going on?” I demanded, standing up from the sofa and staring at Anthony with hate and suspicion.He stood up as well and walked towards me, smiling wickedly as he took me in with lust and disdain.“You had to have known that this was coming, Enora,” he said darkly, chuckling dryly and looking to the door as if he expected someone to come in.“You know, there's just something about you in the office that just doesn't seem to sit well with me.”I backed away, trying my best to increase the distance between the both of us. “Stay away from me!” I yelled, but Anthony’s laughter just continued to become more sinister. Where the hell was George? He should have realized that something was amiss by now.“If you're thinking about your buff gardener, just know that he was incapacitated a few minutes ago. He won't be coming to your aid, Enora.”My heart skipped a beat. What was happening? How the hell did I end up this deep in trouble? Who was he? Was he even the real An
Enora:Nicki took centre stage and called for a game of charades. Everyone began to pair up in twos. Luke was still with Emily, Jay was with Gina, Eliot opted out of the game and surprisingly, Anthony paired up with me. I was a little uneasy as he sat next to me. We weren’t on speaking terms but at least he wasn’t mad enough to detest me and avoid me like I was the black plague. “Alright, I believe you all know the rules of this game. The first team to guess gets a point. No cheating and no trying to make your teammate win by using any funny hand signs. G, you’re up.”Gina took the stage and pulled a paper from the hate. She looked at it and made a face. I could only imagine what the hell she picked.Soon she raised her hands above her head and began to bend in the funniest way. The crazy guesses commenced.“Line!”“Straight!”“Balloon guy!” She shook her head and lowered her hand. She imitated someone who was drawing and went back to her first action. “You are an artist! Decaprio
Enora:There was a heavy silence in the room. All eyes were fixed on Eliot, on one knee, holding out a ring. Bridget was dumb dumbfounded. For a few minutes, she was unable to say anything and I couldn’t blame her. This was a shock to all of us. Eliot had just cheated on her and now he was trying to propose to her. “Bridget, please say something.”Bridget said nothing as was still staring at the ring in disbelief, like it was all part of a dream, that her ex-boyfriend of just a day ago was proposing to her.“Bridget, I…”A resounding slap filled the room and everyone’s hands flew to their mouths and gasps rippled inthe room. I was stunned. Bridget was not a fighter and she wasn’t one to lose her head over things but I could understand her reaction to this.“You cheated on me with some girl named, Vanessa, and now you have the audacity to show up to this party uninvited to prose to me?! How stupid are you? How stupid do you think I am?”Her voice was raised and was shakey. I wanted
Enora:It was 6:45 pm. The guests were going to be here any moment from now. I was dressed and so was Bridget. It also turned out that her yelling on the phone was beneficial. The bakery was able to deliver just in time. The macrons were perfect, I didn't want to seem greedy but I had had my eyes on them all day since they arrived. I had even tried to snatch one but eagle-eyed Bridget had caught me just before I could pick one off the tray. She had also made a call to Choi’s and they promised to bring some food. Bridget put it all on her tab and I was so grateful to her. This party wouldn’t have been a success without her. By 7:00 pm sharp, the first guests arrived. There was a knock at the door and I opened it to see Gina standing there all dolled up in a beautiful black dress. It had been a while since I saw her but I could tell that she was in good spirits. I took it that she got the memo from Mr. Wright and that she was innocent. I was happy that she was back to her beautiful
Enora:"Enny, who is at the door?” Bridget called from inside. I was too ashamed to say anything and Anthony came inside behind me. I didn’t need to see his face to know that he was pissed. His smiley and carefree attitude had vanished into thin air and he was icy and distant.“Hey, Tony,” Bridget said with a smile but her smile quickly vanished and she looked at me with shock. Her eyes were everything but there was no way that I could tell her what was going on as well. She was just as involved as she was. “I’ll go and get the ladder from George. You two can decide where to hang the banner.”She left–I really wished she didn’t–I was alone with Anthony. He came to stand in front of me and I forced my head up to look at his heated expression.“What the hell, Enora,” he said roughly, his voice just a few shades away from a yell. I have been trying to reach you for almost three days. You just ghosted me. No calls, texts, voice notes and to make matters worse, you wouldn’t even return a