Enora:I watched Anthony and Emily leave and just as they drove out of the gates, the rain began to fall. Not a soft drizzle but a torrential downpour with blustering winds that blew the plants and hedges strongly to the side.Without wasting time, I dashed inside and closed the door behind me before rain could invade the living room.Fiona was already working to get all the windows closed and I joined her.“Miss Lopez, don't worry yourself. You just got here and you need some rest. How about you get yourself settled in while I make dinner for you? I am sure you must be famished.”I really wanted to help but I knew that arguing with her wasn’t going to get me anywhere. I knew that she was just trying to do her job. And come to think of it, I was really tired.With nothing else to do and I load of things scattered in the living room, I guess my best option was to get it all sorted out as soon as possible. I grabbed the lightest thing and hoisted it up the stairs to my room.Each step f
Enora:I survived my first morning in a gigantic house. The bed felt cold and even with the sheets changed, I could still smell him, his cologne, my juices when he spanked me. I loved it and now I was here, thinking about him.A groan escaped my lips as I turned in my large bed. I told him I wanted to be alone and now, I was complaining and wishing he was here. How pathetic could I get?"Miss Lopez, are you awake?"Fiona called from the other side of the door and I sat up. I wondered what time it was."Yes."The door opened and a smile was spread over her kind old face."Good morning. Breakfast is ready and I need to know if there is anything you need me to do?""No. It's still supposed to be your weekend off. You can go home and spend the rest of the day. I'll see you tomorrow."She opened her mouth but closed it immediately after and nodded.She left and I was alone with my thoughts.I grabbed my phone that lay on the bed side table. It was past 8 am. I had never slept in so late, e
Enora:I stood there, dumbfounded, my jaw slack as I stared at the unwanted visitor that had graced my new condo on a sunday morning. gradualy, my surprise morphed into anger. My hands fell to my side, balled into a fist and trembling slightly. What was he even doing here? Did Bridget know that he was here?Just as I was about to slam t he door shut in his ugly, smug face, he stepped in, pushing past him and letting himself in the living room.“I see you have finally got yourself settled in. Lovely.”“Get out Eliot,” I snapped. “You aren’t supposed to be here.”He turned, smiling at me, his eyes searching my face and my body with a hunger that made my skin crawl in disgust.“Easy, sweetie. I only came because I left my wallet.”My eyes made big sarcastic circles in their sockets. The old ‘I forgot my wallet’ scheme. That was the oldest trick in the book. I can’t believe Bridget would fall for that. What did he do to her?!“Your wallet isn’t here. Eliot,” I said angrily, heaving a sigh
Enora:My voice was trapped in my throat. This would have been the perfect time for the ground to open up and swalow my but it didn’t.“Mr. Wright, good morning,” Anthony said politely, handing his out for a shake.Mr. Wright glared at the hand and time in the universe came to a halt.“Good morning, Enora, Anthony. May I come in?”Anthony put his hand down and slid it back into my pocket. His arm was still around my waist when I stepped aside and let Mr. Wright in. Alarms were still going off in my brain, every fibre of me was screaming at me to take Anthgony’s hand off but the damage had been done. It was too late now.As Mr. Wright came in, his eyes surveyed the living room while I held my breath. What was he looking for? Did he not like the changes to the place?It took a while but finally, his eyes stelled on the table where is scented candle lay. My heart stopped for a moment as I watched him walk towards it and pick it up.“You didn’t burn it?” he asked, not taking his eyes off
Nathan:As I walked out and the door shut behind me, I felt my anger threaten to unravel. I took deep and heavy breaths, my fingers curling in and out of a fist, trembling and desperate to punch something.She had barely moved in and yet he was fluttering around her like a fruitfly. I saw the way he looked at her… that hand around her waist as if he had laid claim to her.Never!I saw her face, her body, I read her trembling lips and shifty eyes. She hated his touch, but I didn’t know why she didn’t take it off her.I took a deep breath and allowed my hands to hang freely at my side. I had to pull myself together. She wanted this; she wanted to be alone. She didn’t want me hovering around her and invading her personal life, and I was determined to keep to it, to respect it, even if it meant watching her being taken from me by that bastard.If she was mine, no one would lay a hand on her.Tch… I didn’t even want to accept that Anthony owned her. It felt like blasphemy.“George?” I call
Enora:I hurried to my office, clinging my laptop to my chest and breathing through my mouth. I expected that he would be angrier, but he wasn’t. I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed or not.The thing was that I did think of using my PTO but I wanted to get a reaction from him. The way he acted so prickly and cool when he came around yesterday was unsettling. The way he handed me the envelope and acted like he was above Anthony and me together shook something inside me and well… I guess I was looking for a reaction and this was my chance to get one. My chance to prove that he still had some feelings for me and that he did care about what I did with Anthony but I got nothing.He didn’t even ask if Anthony slept over yesterday. The old him would do that, his eyes wide and furious at even the thought.Anthony did want to stay over, but I asked him to leave because we had work the next day. We had a good day together, strolling and going to the park, but it was different, and no matter how
Enora:Anthony stood there looking at me expectantly while my heart beat hard in my chest. I was just going to have to say it. I’m sure he could find another place to stay.“I don’t think you can. I have something that I want to attend to this evening and it’s very important and personal. I’m really sorry.”The words were heavy and as I spoke them, I saw his face get less and less cheery till his lips were a line and his eyes were dimmed for any hope and expectation.“Oh, I see. Well, thank you anyway.”He left and an awkward tension was left in the air. I took a deep breath and rested my head on the desk. This felt so strange. The butterflies I had felt when I saw him, when I talked to him, disappeared as soon as Mr. Wright came over yesterday and they have been gone since then.I actually thought that I was attracted to Anthony in some way but it looked like it was all a fluke now. Urgh… Why did I have to be so pathetic?I continued to type at my keyboard, watching the hours tick by
Nathan:I stole a glance at my watch. It was nearly break time. A deep sigh escaped my lips. Enora was going to have lunch with her friends. The thought made me scoff angrily. I still couldn’t bear to think of her with Anthony, even if she was in the company of friends.I grabbed my phone on the table to call and make a reservation at Choi’s when I heard a knock at the door.“Come in,” I called loudly and the handle twisted slowly and a head popped in.“Miss Lopez?”She smiled sweetly. Her purse was clutched in her hand and she batted her lashes. I took a deep breath and took her in. I had already seen her this morning but she looked… more radiant for some reason.“Might I ask what you are doing here?”Her smile wavered slightly and I took a deep breath. I was being too cold; it was scaring her.“I-I just wanted to ask if you… well… wanted to have lunch with me. I know a good place.”My brow raised as I looked at her puzzled. Was she asking me to lunch? I thought she was having her br
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