Enora: My breath was caught in my throat for a while as I tried to process what was going on. How the hell did he get my number? “Uhmm… it is nice to talk to you, Mr. Kane,–” I adjusted myself and tried to sound professional. “–and I didn’t shred your complimentary card. Mr. Wright did and I apologize for that.” “Such a polite lady. There aren’t so many of you like that in the world anymore.” I could feel every fibre in my body screaming louder each second I spent talking to him. Why was I even still entertaining his call? I kicked his son in the balls… twice! “Uhmmm… that you for the compliment but is there a reason why you are calling me. I am stilll unsettled about hwo you got my number.” “Ahh, ever ready to dive into business. I can see why my son likes you so much.” My heart nearly exploded out of my chest. Eliot told him about me?! No! There had to be a mistake. Maybe he was getting it all wrong. It was probably Bridget he was talking about it. “I presume that
Nathan:I listened as she babbled like a little child, falling apart in my presence. She looked irresistable. her face red and her eyes glistening as she spilled her thoughst helplessly.“I didn’t ask him to come. I was finishing work and he came in and took my hand. I tried to pull away without seeming rude but it was hard. He was holding on so tight and…”“Shhhh,” I hushed her with my finger on her soft lips. “You forget to breathe sometimes.”Her lips clamped shut and she took a deep breath , her eyes never leaving mine. I ran my hand thrpugh her curls and took in her bright blue eyes that looked at me expectantly.I chuckled inside. I knew what those eyes wanted: a confirmation from me for everything that she had said.“You don’t need to look at me like that,” I muttered, tucking a hair behind her ear and watching it unravel and fall back across her face. I sucked in air through my teeth. She looked irresistible. What I wouldn’t give to take her right now.“I-I just wanted to be s
Enora:“That wasn’t fair. If he wasn’t going to kiss me then he shouldn’t have…”I puffed up my cheeks angrily as I tossed my stuff into my purse.How could he tease me like that?A deep groan escaped my lips and I threw my head back in frustration like a toddler throwing a tantrum over some juice. I stood there, hoping and wishing that he would touch me but he had the audacity to turn around and throw all my hopes and desires in my face like it was some bad dream.I could still feel my legs shaking, weakening in his presence. I could still feel my body humming in tune with his but now, all that was gone in just a flash. Yeah, there was no way I was going to let something like that slide. He was going to get what was coming to him and I was going to make sure of it.I grabbed my purse and slung it over my shoulder. I just wanted to get home and hope that the plans that Bridget had for the housewarming party were not going to take too much time.As I walked out of the office, I pulled
Enora:“What is this?”I pulled out a pink vribrator from t he box and felt my ears burn. A smirk caught Eliot’s face and I felt even worse. Why did he have to be here? Why couldn’t Bridget just tell me about all this in my room. Why did her boyfriend have to watch. This was unfair.“W-Why did you get it for me?” I questioned, stunned at how cool she was and how she didn’t see that this was a bit messed up. It was completely messed up in fact.Why did Eliot have to be here? And now she was grinning at me as if this was perfectly normal.I hated that he was here. I knew what was going on in that filthy mind of his."Do you like it? It was Eliot's idea. He is so sexy and positive when it comes to women."What?! This made it ten times worse! How couldn't she see that this was not okay? Could she even hear herself now? Her boyfriend bought me a vibrator!"Uhmmm...""We heard you last night, Bridget. I mean, it's good to masturbate but I think this might help you a little better so that yo
Nathan:I stood there glaring down at her. I had been trying to reach her ever since I realized that she left the office it was all to no avail. If she was with Bridget, then I didn’t see the reason why she wouldn’t pick up the phone.“Why haven’t you been pivking up your phone?” I asked abain, my voice rumbling in anger but she was silent and whimpered fearfully.I moved her aside gently and let myself in. The living room was normal and there was no sign of…“Enny who was at the…”Bridget walked in and froze as soon as she saw me. The tension in the air thickened and we stood there, locked in each other’s gaze.“What are you doing here, Dad?” she asked with so much venom in her every word.Just as I was about to say something, Eliot came up behind her and I glared at him and then at Enora. She said that it was just going to be her and Bridget tonight. What the hell was she doing here?“Why is he here?” I asked, my voice dangerously calm though my eyes never shifted off hid face or hi
Enora:I didn’t need to see him to know that he was still in the room standing and looking at the mass I had become in bed, under the covers.Why did he have to be so overbearing all the time? His possessive nature gets sexy when we fuck but in real life, there are certain times I don’t appreciate it. When would he learn that and come to terms with it?A deep sigh escaped mhy lips and after what felt like an eternity, the door slammed shut and I was all alone.I couldn’t even cry anymore. Everything hurt and all I wanted to do was disappear into nothingness and probably be there for a while.In those few minutes, I saw my friendship with Bridget hang in the balance. She almost thought that her dad and I were working together to spy on her. I didn’t like Eliot and I knew he was bad for butthere had to be away that I could expose him without implicating myself.Going straight up to tell her would be like the drunk party all over again and she might feel thats I was telling her this beca
Enora:“No!”I pushed him away and made some space between the both of us. He couldn't just get me mad and expect me not to be angry anymore just because he wanted to kiss me.He was bewildered and he looked at me in shock and I took another sip of alcohol for more courage.Look, I am still mad at you and I am not going to allow some lousy kiss to erase the fact that what you did tonight was messed up. I asked you to leave but you're still here and I'm going to act like you're not here,” I announced defiantly.I don't the rest of my alcohol I set the glass on the table.“I am going to bed. Good night and if you even think of entering my room without permission like you did earlier, I'll be calling the cops.”With my head held up high and alcohol in my belly, I strode lazily up the stairs to my room. As soon as I slammed the door shut, I could feel the alcohol taking effect. My head throbbed sweetly and the room made circles beneath my feet. I flopped on the bed and felt my body being
Enora:“Why the hell would anyone in their right mind send a bouquet that is big enough to cover my desk? How many meadows did he have to destroy to get this many flowers?”I was dumbfounded and a little unsettled. If this wa Mr. Kane’s way of getting me to accept to go out to dinner with him that he was in for a real shocker.I exhaledand myu mind began the mental task of figurimg out a way t get thses flowers off mu desk before someone saw…“Hey, Enora. Oh my god!”I spun around and saw Anthony at the door. Sneakily, I hid the car behind my back and smiled warmly at him as he walked up to me.“Lovely morning, right,” I greeted, trying my best to keep it cool.He stopped beside me and stared at the flowers, his jaw slack and his eyes wide.“Who the hell got you this bouquet? It’s massive.”Before I could even say anything, he was already prunning through the petals for a note and in that time, I slipped te note into my bag.“I tried looking but there wasn’t a note anywhere. Maybe it
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