The past

Eleanor's POV

“Hmmm… Miss Eleanor sterling, why are you not telling me the truth” he said.

He glided his hands through my hair, down to my neck and stopped at my bosom.

I was wearing a tight pencil gown which highlighted my curvy buttocks.

I remained reluctant to admit it, and he smirked.

He grabbed my waist and thruster toward me.

“Argh” I screamed, and my cheeks flushed red.

Even though his aroused shaft was not in me, it was caressing the sensitive area in between my legs.

He purposely tormented me by rubbing against my sensitive area. I tried to compose myself, but it was all in vain.

“I…I… I don't know anything about it, Mr. Donovan. I'm just an employee in this company.”

“I want you to mind your behavior, we are in a public space where people are outside the door. If someone opens this door, it will definitely cause a stir”

I struggled to free myself from his grip.

He grabbed my jaw, leaned closer to me and looked into my eyes.

“Did you just say you don't know anything? Do you