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Retreat
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2026-11-07 18:38:23
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No Longer Their Footstool Retreat
Erin’s POVStifling a yawn, I rolled my eyes at the endless tumble of jargons emanating from the speaker’s mouth, before steering my head to Trent.He was sitting beside me. He looked extremely hot, focusing on whatever nerdy engineering bullshit the man was spewing.My phone vibrated then, and I panned my attention to it.Orla:How is the summit going? Were you able to sit with Trent?Me:Horrible doesn’t even begin to explain how much of a snooze fest the event is. As I’m typing this, I am currently sitting next to him, which is the only good thing about this event.The sacrifices I’d made for the sake of love.Just then, my eyes landed on Willow who was sitting in the front row, and my mind instantly transported me first to the charity event, where Trent had not lied that they were dating, but had also kissed her.Then to a week ago, when she slammed my phone to the floor.No matter from which angle I viewed the whole thing from, I just couldn’t understand why Trent had done such a
No Longer Their Footstool Tit for Tat
Willow’s POV“After a lot of consideration, the planning committee has chosen Frankenmuth as the venue for this year’s annual Architectural engineering retreat.” The department’s president, a final year student named Landon, uttered, and subsequently, hushed conversations began in the room.To be honest, I didn’t mind going anywhere, because I was really excited about partaking in my first departmental retreat.Soon after, the meeting ended, and luckily, there were no arguments or opposition regarding the destination of the retreat.As I stood up, I could sense Trent’s eyes still burning into my face from my peripheral vision, but I paid him no mind just like I’d been doing since the meeting began.He needed to understand that him having the media delete the video and pictures—which had made me relieved by a great dose—or looking solemn and remorseful, didn’t mean I was mandated to forgive or ever interact with him.Then again, he hadn’t exactly opened his mouth to tender an apology.
No Longer Their Footstool Too late to apologize
Trent’s POV“Make sure you tell every member of the press that was present at the charity event to delete any single video of Willow and I in their possession,” I said to my assistant, Sybil, before entering my car of the day—a lamborghini urus. “If any video or picture gets leaked, I will make sure to bring their company down. Include that part when you tell them.”“Very well then, sir.” He responded, before I ended the call, my thoughts drifting to Willow for the nth time that morning.I had introduced Willow to my parents as my girlfriend, and had proceeded to kiss her in front of them because I wanted to make her flustered, and also piss my mum and the girl she’d planned on introducing me to—who turned out to be Erin.Both were a tremendous success, however the former not quite as I’d expected, because Willow now possibly harbored an insurmountable yet extremely understandable level of anger towards me.The way Willow never seemed honored by my attention like every other girl alwa
No Longer Their Footstool Humiliated
Willow’s POV“Turn around for me, roomie,” Melissa cooed, gazing at me in awe, “I want to properly marvel at your beauty. You are stunning.”Smiling shyly, I obliged her request, her reaction making me feel less nervous than I’d been ever since it occurred to me that I’d made a foolish decision by agreeing to accompany Trent to his family’s party.“Thanks, Mel,” I replied.I was clad in a black midi off shoulder dress that accentuated my body softly, alongside matching gold jewelry with a pair of beige heels and a beige Chanel bag—one of the gifts my brothers had gotten me.“You are welcome,” She said, “Your department rocks. Hosting a welcome dinner for freshmen to get acclimatized to each other is really nice of them.”Swallowing the huge lump of guilt clogging my throat, I quipped.“Yes, it is.”I couldn’t exactly give Melissa the full details of how I’d gotten myself embroiled in a mess by accepting Trent’s help, so I’d opted to tell a lie instead.Hopefully, she didn’t know any o
No Longer Their Footstool A devious plan
Trent’s POV“Is architectural engineering as hard as people claim it is?” Erin asked, stylishly jutting her cleavage in my face.Earlier on when I finished my last class for the day, she had accosted me in the laboratory, apologizing for being too forward by going over to my condo three days ago, and claiming to have “educational” questions to ask me.Not wanting to seem rude to my assigned mentee, I had given her a listening ear. It had been twenty grueling minutes since we’d been sitting here and not a single question she’d asked made a single sense.First, she’d asked if they threw a lot of parties in the department, then she’d asked why I chose to stay in a condo rather than the campus allotted dormitory.I should have known from her outfit, which had her boobs on display, and hugged every dip and curve of her body, that she wasn’t a serious person.“Why not take off your clothes and bend over for me?” I spat, unable to repress the ire bubbling beneath my skin.However, Erin faile
No Longer Their Footstool Mentor
Erin’s POV“He just sent me a text, Orla!” My voice was an exuberant high pitched scream, as I perused the short message from Trent that just entered my inbox.“Hello, I’m Trent Heathcliff, your mentor.” The message which was attached to a striking picture of him reclining against a chair, looking extremely handsome as always, read.Although Orla and I were in different faculties as she was studying fashion, we’d bribed our way into being roommates.“No way!” Orla squealed, bouncing onto my bed beside me to also read the message, “It really worked. He really texted. Congratulations, bestie! You are one step closer to becoming Mrs Heathcliff!”I was already pumped, but her utterance heightened my excitement.After learning that the faculty usually assigned final years as mentors to freshmen, I had told my mum, who took care of it by bribing the people in charge of allotting the names.Now, Trent and I would basically be attached to each other by the hip.The thought gladdened me so muc
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