Enora:My fingers trembled and my breathing caught in my throat. I looked back at Mr. Wright and he was glaring hard at me. My stimach wanted to fip itself inside out.Nothing happened between Mr. Kane and I. I could swear on it.“You–”He snatched the card from my fingers and in a few swift movements, it was in shreds on the floor. My heart rate elevated and my vision blurred as oxygen failed to reach my brain.“–are going to go home with me. I will drive you back to your condo. We really need to talk.”I couldn’t say anything and simply watched him walk away. My laptop was pressed even tighter to my chest and my ribs suffered under the pressure. All I wanted was a normal day at work. Was that really too hard to ask?I hurried to my office, my lips parted as I struggled to take a breath and think straight.The look in Mr. Wright’s eyes were terrifying but I was certain that I didn’t do anything with Mr. Kane. I mean… I didn’t even take his complimentary card. That must count for…“Ou
NathanI waited in the car, my phone beeping as I called her number. Why wasn’t she answering? I expected her to meet me here.As I called her line for the third time, I could feel my patience running thin. What was taking her so long?A few more seconds passed by and I could take it no more. I opened the door and got out. As I reached the office door, it flung open, missing my nose by a few inches.She dashed past me and I grabbed her hand, pulling her back as she yelped in surprise.“What took you so long?” I growled, pulling her close to my body and looking into her deep blue eyes.“I-I had something extra to take care of. I’m really sorry. I also went to your office and didn’t see you there?”I scoffed. Why did I feel she was hiding something?“Why didn’t you answer your phone? I’ve called you three times already.”“It was on silent. I was trying to focus on something.”Her lips trembled and her eyes looked shifty. There was something that she wasn’t telling me. Regardless, I gest
Enora:I felt my gut wrench violently and a salty taste filled my mouth. Mr. Kane was Eliot’s dad?!Urghh! Saying it out loud made it even worse and the salty taste increased. At this rate, I was going to throw up. That and all the tension in the room was unsettling.Mr. Wright stood there glaring at Eliot who stared back, unfazed, as Bridegt clung to his arm, sweating and struggling to keep her breathing under control.This had to be more weird for her than it was for me.“Nice to meet you, Mr. Wright,” Eliot said firmly, walking up to Mr. Wright with his hand outstretched for a handshake.I stood next to Mr. Wright watching Bridget jitter and gasp. She looked terribly pale and her eyes turned to me with a plead in them. What did she want me to do?Eliot’s hand hung there for a while, under Mr. Wright’s glare. His eyes darted from Bridget to Eliot and back to Bridget with disapproval building every second.His lips were turned down slightly and his eyes had darkened. It was no secret
Enora:Dinner was awkward. The table was silent except for the clatter of cutlery on the china.Bridget was feeling the heat as she sat between her father and Eliot, who couldn’t help but cast each other death glares.I sat alone, forcing myself to eat, even though my gut was still clenching from the knowledge of who Eliot and Mr. Kane were to each other as well as the fact that Mr. Wright wanted to kiss me and Bridget nearly caught us.“So, Bridget,” Mr. Wright started, breaking the silence and sending shudders down Bridget’s spine. “When did you and Eliot meet? How long have you both been dating?”Bridget looked at me and I blinked twice. I was clueless about how she was going to answer this one. I hoped she wasn’t going to tell him about the drunk party thing.Fuck! I couldn’t bear any more.“Uhmm… Well,” Bridget began, slowly putting her cutlery down and taking a deep breath, “we met in my second year. Cornell University and University of Washington had a meet and we met, exchange
Enora: She said–"I was dying inside. Well, it was good while it lasted."–pleasant things. She tried to convince me that you were worthy of my daughter."Bridget's eyes welled with tears and her hand flew to her mouth.I was dumbfounded. What the hell just happened?"Oh my god! Enny!"Bridget rushed from her seat and flung herself around my neck, sobbing wildly as she buried her face in my hair."Thank you so much. I can't believe you did that for me!""Uhmmm... It was... Nothing."My heart was racing in my chest. I turned to Mr. Wright and he was glaring at me.I knew that look. His brown eyes darkened. I was in trouble.Eliot was smiling at me from across the table and I gripped the wood hard till my knuckles whitened. I wanted to sink my fist in his smug face.Oh, Bridget! If only I could tell her what a snake Eliot was.Bridget pulled away from me and went back to Eliot and hugged him. My stomach lurched. I could feel the steak fighting with my insides."I need to go upstairs,"
Nathan:My thumb brushed along her soft and supple lips. I fought every desire inside of me to rip the towel off her and feed my eyes with the sight of her naked body.My body hummed and groaned. I wanted answers about Eliot but nothing was stronger than my craving for her in this moment.“All right, little one. I’m listening.”She drew a deep breath through her parted lips and her sweet soft voice filled my ears.“Eliot caused a big fight between Bridget and me years ago. I thought they broke up but I was surprised to find out that they were still dating.”My lips turned down at the corners and I tilted her chin up with my thumb and index fingers.“Then what was he doing in your house that Sunday.”She hesitated, her eyes falling but I raised her beautiful face a little higher.“Eyes here, kitten. I need the truth.”“Promise you won’t be mad,” she whimpered and my heart skipped a beat. What exactly had happened that day?“No promises, kitten. Talk.”My voice was a little rougher and
Enora:Miss Lopez? Was I in trouble? Did something happen?I hugged my laptop closer to my chest and walked towards the empty chair. Mr. Wright’s face was stiff; he didn’t even look at me as I sat down and set up my laptop.Bridget was sobbing lightly as she passed by. Maybe they had a fight or something and somewhere, in the back of my head I knew that it was because of Eliot.“There is a presentation that you will need to present to the board in the next two weeks. I need you to prepare.”My jaw dropped. Me? Presentation? Why did it have to be me?I was just about to ask questions but my mouth clamped shut as soon as I saw the solemnity on Mr. Wright’s face. I guess this wasn’t the time or place.We worked in a silence that was only broken by the light tapping of the keys on the keyboard.Every few minutes, I would steal a glance at his face. He was so stern and focused on his screen and the documents in front of him. His lips captured me. The sight of them made me tingle as the tho
Nathan:Her eyes were bright, pleading with me like the good girl that she was. Fuck! She looked so beautiful lying there, at my mercy.I slipped her shorts off and her naked body was in full view. Shivers ran down my spine and I ran my palm along her smooth warm skin, watching her react to every touch with a sweet soft moan.“Purr for me, kitten,” I whispered cupping her face gently as she nudged agaisnt my hand. Her hair was a messy halo around her and it made her all the more alluring.I couldn’t take it anymore and pulled my pants down, freeing my erection that bumped against her sex.“Ahh,” she groaned softly and I felt my cock harden even more.“Quiet kitten or we are going to attract people.”I tapped my cock on her soaking sex and watched her squirm, her face red, fighting to keep her voice down. I relished it all.“You want me inside you, don’t you?”She nodded, her lips parted as she looked at me with glistening eyes.“Yes. Please. I have been waiting for you for so long.”
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
Chapter 213Enora:There was a knock at my door and my phone dropped from my hand. I looked at the time, it was still very early in the morning. It had to be Bridget. As I opened the door, she stood there in a very unfashionable top and a pair of dark purple sweatpants.Compared to yesterday, she was in a much better mood and she wore a warm smile on her face.“Hey, I hope you're ready because we're going to be very busy today,” she said excitedly and she entered my house.She was clutching a little bag, her hair was tied in a messy ponytail. It was one of those rare sights, seeing Bridget unfashionable and unkempt in the morning. Even when her hair was a messy sight, she was still so pretty.As she entered my living room, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.“Are all these for the party?” She asked, heading over to my centre table.“Yeah, I also bought a few things for myself. Turns out I'm running out of shampoo.”She reached for my hair and ruffled it playfully. “Of course, you