Enora:I was barely able to sleep last night. All I could think about was the anger on Mr. Wright's face.Damn it, Enora! You went too far. You were mad but you should have been more careful with your speech.I wrangled myself out of bed and waddled to the bathroom. It was a cold bath. Perfect for waking me up properly. As the water wey my hair, all I could think about was the anger on his sculpted face, the way his eyes burned and his handsome lips pursed together.What was wrong with me? Why did I have to mess things up?“He messed things up too,” my inner voice chimed in.Nothing could convince me that his stalking last night wasn’t just crazy but I felt I had said way too much.Water trailed on the floor behind me as I stepped out of the bathroom. As I stood in the mirror, dressing up, I observed my body.I was mad at him but I missed him. I missed his kisses and the way he touched me and fucked me. Maybe I should apologize?My reflection stared back at me, clad in a black peplum
Enora:No! No! No!This... This couldn't be! How!Blood drained from my face and I felt a chill ripple through me. My fingers, my whole body felt stiff.My eyes didn't blink, and I could feel it drying up and stinging, but I didn't care.I wanted to cry so badly but I couldn't. My heart was beating in slow motion and each beat shook me."Miss Lopez?"I didn't know when I sprang back into action and slammed the laptop closed as I heard the door open."Miss Lopez, we have more work for..."I swerved on my chair and was face to face with a stunned Ms. Catherine."Hey. I... I'll get the work done."I reached for the papers in her hands but she didn't give them to me. Her eyes were wide as she searched my face."Enora... "This was the first time she had ever used my first name."... Are you sure you're alright? You look quite pale."The smile I mustered was so fake but it was all I could manage. She saw right through me but I wasn't about to admit that something was wrong."I'm fine. Just
Nathan:Enora’s hand was tightly wrapped in mine as I pulled her down the staircase. i noticed the eyes that were looking at us as we left the building. One of them had to be the culprit. I knew it and I was dying to find out who it was.She got inot the car and I got back behind the steering wheel. The ires screeched on the asphalt as I reversed and headed down the street. The space between us was painfully silent. All I could think about was the picture that I had seen. It was taken the day I took her on the dining table.I drew a deep breath. the picture was crystal clear. The way we were wrapped in pure passion was undeniable. I couldn’t believe that we were being watched. How was that even possible. I had no security cameras installed in my penthouse for maximum privacy.We turned the corner and I was still lost in deep thought. Maybe I shouldn’t be taking her back to the penthouse. If someone was watching us, it was likely that the culprit was waiting there.“Mr. Wright?–”He so
Enora:I clung to his arm as we took the elevator. This was the craziest work trip I had ever gone on. I could only hope that this was the last.As we gave the receptionist our keycard, I saw a frown spread across her face. She glanced at our suitcases and frowned even more. I wasn’t going to be flattered that she missed me. But I would certainly miss our silent rivalry.The car was still in the parking lot, and I watched Mr. Wright intently as he hauled everything into the boot. His eyes glistened in the evening sun and I felt my heart skip a beat.I loved this man. It felt too early to say it but I felt my heart go out to him.Mmmm… I just didn’t know how I was going to tell this to my best friend. I.. I needed more time. I had always been awful when it came to boys and my feelings. It could just be a fling. It was probably going to go away on its own.That’s right, Enora. Don’t get too attached.“What are you thinking about?”His deep, silky voice caught my attention, and I was tug
Enora:We hauled our bags into the reception and found Adam there.His eyes looked tired and a bit of a mess. I felt guilty. Mr. Wright had given him an entire week off and now I had to cut it short."Mr. Wright, Miss Lopez," he greeted courteously, handing Mr. Wright a card. "I got the most comfortable suite. It's on the top floor in the West Wing.""Thank you, Adam," Mr. Wright said with a tired look on his face. I wonder if he also felt bad for cutting his break a little short.Adam took my bags from me and we all headed to the elevator.I couldn't explain it, but the tension felt high.My eyes stole a brief glance at Adam and I saw his jaw tightly clenched, revealing his jawline. My stomach churned. He was mad. I knew it!It felt like forever before we got to the top floor. A sigh of relief escaped my lips when I heard the elevator ping at our stop.Adam got out and led the way and the rest of us followed him. The tension seemed to grow. Mr. Wright didn't even look at me. I follow
Enora:I was silent throughout the entire visit. I was so nervous. My fingers gripped my skirt and I was silently taking deep breaths.Why was I even nervous? I wasn’t guilty. I was the victim. I was innocent. I didn’t have to be anxious.Sadly, my brain couldn’t process that. The police were actually here. At the gala, when Mr. Romeo tried to rape me was completely different.“Miss Lopez…”As I pulled myself back to reality, all eyes turned to me. My heart skipped a beat. How long had I zoned out?“...could you please tell us what exactly was on the picture?”That was it? I felt like I was going to drop dead. My eyes pleaded with Mr. Wright. Why couldn’t he tell them? Why did it have to be me?“I… I…”“You don’t have to worry, Miss Lopez, everything said here is in strict confidence. You will not have to worry about information being leaked.”My knuckles turned white as I gripped my skirt even harder. I was more concerned with the fact that the police wanted me to tell them it was a
Nathan:I adored her face. Sweating, panty, flushed. Could she look any more beautiful?As I let go of her legs, they fell to the bed. They shook slightly and a smile crept on my lips."Shaking already? I haven't even begun with you, darling."She swallowed hard and was stunned, her face getting redder.She moaned softly as I grabbed her leg, placed it on my shoulders, and trailed kisses down her calf to her thigh."Nathan," she gasped, squirming and wriggling.My lips kissed her toes and I watched them curl."I think I would prefer 'Sir'," I whispered, kissing her toes and taking her big toe into my mouth.She groaned and curled her toes even more. I smirked and kissed them again."How does that feel?""A... Amazing, Sir."Delight sprung up in my eyes and I continued to trail kisses down her legs. Her calves, thighs, inner thighs... Each part high than the last and her reaction just as refreshing."Your skirt is in the way."In a swift moment, it was gone. She lay there, gloriously n
Enora:My eyes opened. I expected to be alone in bed like I normally was after one of our sessions, but it wasn’t.I smiled as I looked up at his face. His eyes were closed, his hair was a mess, and his arm was around me, filling me with his warmth as A.C. blew cold air around the room.I moved slightly and bumped into him. I looked down but realized that our legs were under the covers. I didn’t even realize that I was cold.I settled down in his embrace, my eyes not leaving his sleeping face and looking at him in awe. My legs and bud still tingled. As the images flashed in my mind, I bit my lower lip and tried not to squeal. Fuck! He knew my body so well. I loved it. If what we had wasn’t real, would I be able to find someone else who would treat me as good as he did? I was terrible with boys.A nasty thought crossed my mind. I wondered if he really was asleep. Well, better find out. Without stirring too much, I managed to retrieve my hand and wave it in his face. Nothing. No emotion
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