Immediately I get to the company about to walk in, I stare down at my feet, not daring to look up. For the past four days, I have always stared down each time I am walking into the company.
I won't look up or at anyone …. My shoulders slump.
I am too ashamed to be coming to the company. If I have my way, I will quit a long time ago, but I cannot do that, not when he won't allow me to.
I have gotten into numerous scandals that all the excitement and pride I felt the first day I came to this company vanished into thin air. All I feel now is disgust.
First, I was arrested with three grievous allegations levelled against me. Conspiracy, of attempted murder and embezzlement.
Heaven knows I did not do any of those. I am being accused wrongly.
But who do I tell? How do I make them believe me? And besides, who could possibly believe me over him. They will probably think he will not stand so low, but if only they know he can stand lower than that.
As I continued to walk in, someone greeted me, but I did not bother to raise my head. I just nodded and continued walking face down until I reached my office.
In this same office, I have walked in with my head and shoulders held high. In this same office, I have walk-in with so much happiness and excitement.
The first day my ex-boss told me I will be moving to a new company to manage it, I was so Damn Happy. My head was dancing, I was literally soaring in the cloud without wings.
If only I had known that coming here would be nothing but traumatizing for me, I would not have agreed in the first place. But I guess it is already too late to regret. The deed has been done.
As I passed, most workers greeted me, but I was too ashamed to reply. I only nod my head, hoping they will see it.
When I got to my office, I dropped my bag and then headed for his, and I met his assistant coming out from there. I made to walk past him, but he calls me, halting my steps.
I lifted my face a bit and looked at him.” Is he in?” I ask, dodging my eyes away from his.
From my peripheral vision, I saw him smile and then reply,” No.”
“Oh,”
I turn around to go back to my office, but he speaks before I could move.
“He is in the meeting with some board of directors. I think your presence is also needed. Why don't you come with me, I am headed there too.”
“Thank you. You can go on, and I will come shortly. I need to get something from my office, before.” I reply and watch him leave.
I breathe out the frustrated air before going to my office and I grab a book which I thought I might need there.
As I was nearing the Hall, I heard voices which were muffled. I can barely make out what they are saying.
I waited a bit at the door trying to gather the courage, but none seemed to be forthcoming. After stalling for a brief moment I decide to go in.
Gently, I twisted the handle, push a bit backwards then walk in and close it back.
When I turned, all eyes were on me. I thought I close the door silently, but I was wrong, it attracted their attention which only hinted at one thing; I wasn't quiet enough as I thought I
was.
I smile apologetically at them before my eyes run into the beast sitting at the head of the chair with him looking at me. His gaze was fixed on me.
The heat coming off from his intense gaze is burning me so excruciatingly that I find myself sweating in an air-conditioned room, so cold and coupled with the fact it's winter -A cold season and not because I am hot But because I am afraid.
I am also super terrified.
I manage to force my legs to move, dragging myself out of the door to the table where an empty seat is. I sat down calmly, still trying to avoid looking at him even though I can feel his burning eyes still on me.
The meeting continues with me being mostly in my thoughts. I am barely aware of what they were saying and what is being discussed.
I felt someone nudge me, it was a slight feather touch on my shoulder, but it is enough to pull me back to my presence driving away my mind from my earlier thoughts.
I turn and look at the person who seems to be one of the female employees working in the production department, or is it the IT department? I don't know, either of the two she must be in one.
As I look at her, she gestures with her head and I follow her direction. Looking forward, I saw everyone staring at me, including Benson. His gaze was fierce and deadly.
I look back to the girl aching my brows, she seems to understand because she passes a book to me, her jotter, I guess.
I smile appreciatively at her, then quickly glance through the book before answering what they seek.
The meeting continues' this time, I manage to pay attention.
At a point, one of the board ask a question which was meant for him to answer but he didn't answer it instead, he looks at me then back at the man who ask the question and say,
“I think the manager is in a better position to answer that. Ask her.”
The board man nodded, then turned to me, “This month's income is too small compared to the product sold. The number of goods sold out ought to have generated much more money than what is in the company's account, why is it so?”
I bite my lips and then look down, not saying anything. I cannot seem to form any word.
“You are too quiet over the question, May. As the manager, you ought to know visually all the things going on and out of this company. Or…is someone embezzling the company's fund?”
“What! What are you saying?” I scream out. Is he accusing me of embezzling the company's fund? Oh, he once did, will he do it again? In front of all these people.
I look at him like he does know what he's doing.
He shrugs nonchalantly.” You are giving a hint of it.” He murmured.
There was a smirk on his lips as he looked back into my own eyes while I managed to stand his gaze. And I can feel all eyes on us, they were staring from him to me.
I bite hard on my lips and then courageously stand up.
“Firstly, there is no fund being embezzled. This company has only been operating for not up to two months. And each of us here knows that every new company suffers a great loss during the first six to twelve months of operation.” I pause, looking at their faces.
“It is always a crucial period as they struggle to survive amidst other already existing ones which have got a position and stand in the society.
It is at that point that the new company tries to introduce itself to the community, and works its ways to ingrain into the hearts and minds of the societies, Especially the buyers of its product.” I added.
“Forty per cent of this month's income was spent in advertising, and the other sixty per cent was spent in buying materials used in the production of goods and other useful things needed to make the company boom.”
After I was done I look into their faces expecting more questions, but none came, so I sit down glad they did not throw more questions at me.
And the meeting proceeds as they talk about how to move the company forward.
An hour or more later, the meeting came to an end, with everyone leaving the hall except me. I was given a file to work on, which he expects me to bring to him within the next thirty minutes.
I sat in the hall alone working on it. After I am finished, I stand up and talk to his office.
I knocked twice but no answer, so I cracked open the door and entered.
There he was, sitting on his table, his trouser dangling on his ankle, his two legs firmly on the floor widely spread, while a blonde girl was kneeling naked between them as her mouth bubbles up and down around his shaft.
His hand massaged gently on her hair at the same time guiding her mouth deeper into his shaft, and a throaty moan escaped from his mouth.
I stood there, tears burning my eyes. Watching how gentle he was being with the girl, I could not help but be sad.
My heart clenches, hardening painfully as I watch them. The way he is letting the girl suckle him without pulling or choking her with his penis.
He is all gentle and caring towards her, but not to me. If I am the one blowing him he will be pulling my head, forcing my mouth to swallow all his shaft, cutting off my breath and even choking me almost to death.
Most times he will smack me and even squeeze my breast too hard. But he isn't doing any of those to her. He is all gentle.
As I stand there watching them, the more my heart clenches, clasping together in pain. I feel tortured and angry. I feel pain.
And then there is this anger I am feeling. The anger that I am not the one kneeling before him. That he is finding pleasure in another girl's hand, not mine.
That anger was surging deep inside of me, tearing my heart and creating excruciating pain on me.
Those angry emotions make me wish to go there and drag the girl away. The feeling I have come to realize isn't just anger, but Jealousy.
I was jealous watching another girl pleasure him.
I was not supposed to, I know but I can't help it.
Likewise, I have no reason to be.
He had brought nothing but pain to me, torture, humiliation, and agony.
There's no reason I should be getting jealous, seeing him with another girl.
I stood there contemplating whether to go back with the file or drop it for him before leaving. I finally decided to keep it before leaving.
After my decision is made, I lift my eyes to find him staring at me while gently squeezing the blonde's breast.
He frowns at me, and I frown back. I am too annoyed to avoid his eyes boring holes into mine.
I scoff before trotting forward to him, I drop the file on the table and then turn back to head out when his voice halted me.
“You do not have my permission to leave.” I seethe, boiling in rage.
The blonde lifted her head and smirked at me before going for a kiss. And he kisses her, rolling his tongue in hers.
My frown depends as my eyes begin to water. I cannot hold it in anymore. Not wanting to cry in front of him, I ran out.
Running until I get to my office.
There I sat on the chair crying my eyes out.
Even while in my office, I couldn't control my tears, it kept on flowing down like a river. I sob, wail.
Whimpering. I cannot control myself. The emotion is too much. It's pulling me down.
I hate him, no, I hate myself for being so weak, for being jealous, for having feelings for a man who maltreats me. That treats me like a slave.
I hate him, but I hate myself more.
I was still wailing, crying in my office when the door opened, and he stood there glaring at me.” I told you not to leave, May. Why did you disobey me?” He bellowed.
“Fuck you!” I yell boldly back at him. Even though I know he will punish me, I am careless. I am too blinded by my anger and pain to care.
Hearing that, he takes a quick stride toward me.
I grasp tightly to the chair, holding my breath while expecting what will happen next once he reaches me.
He rounded the table, grab my shoulders yanked me off the chair and stared furiously at me
“What. Did. You. Say. To. Me?”
“I … I" before I could finish my sentence he pushed me so hard that I began to fall, but as I was about to hit the floor a hand grabbed me pulling me up.
.... I look up to stare at my savior, probably to thank him or her for catching me before I could hit the floor, To my greatest surprise, it is him. I could not believe my eyes. How is that possible that the same man who pushed me saved me? I am beyond shocked. His hand held firmly to my waist then his other hand tilted my face squeezing harshly on my jaw, as he stare right into my eyes. His red eyes look fixedly into my Amber eyes. There was a blaze of fire in it as if a furnace was litted while His mouth was squeezed and his face held a wave of visible anger. "What did you say to me?" He asked flatly still squeezing my jaw. It was painful and so I let out an agonizing moan since I couldn't scream. His hand on my jaw was tightly held muffing the sound of my voice."Please." I voice out looking at him with my tear full eyes sighing and moaning in pain. I was trying my possible best not to cry. Not to let those pending tears out. "You don't talk to me
........He begins to move, slapping his skin repeatedly on mine fiercely without restraint. He bump in and out of my body carelessly as he dammed fit.And again, as before, his skin slaps over and over again on mine. It wasn't gentle. It was hard and fierce.His palms were firmly planted on my waist.He pulled out his right hand and snaked it to my breast, squeezing harshly. His rough palm molded my breast squeezing and pinching at the same time dragging my nipples.I moan in pain, chewing on my lips to muffle my voice.I heard him grunt before he smack my butt and then pull out, taking off his penis from my butt hole.I exhaled, feeling a bit relieved to be free but not for long before he Flip me around making my back lie on the mattress.He inserted it into me.The one thing different from before was that he did not put his dick inside my anus this time rather it was my v***na.It doesn't make it less painful though, It does hurt like hell. I tried to move, but it felt as if my bo
.......Now, escaping from his room is one thing and heading back home - back to my condominium is another different thing entirely.I managed to crawl out of his room but how do I get to my house. Do I need to crawl too?I limp down the stairs making sure I am safely hidden in case he comes down he won't see me.I begin to dress up with my clothes which I grabbed while leaving his room.After I was done, I sat on the bare floor contemplating what next to do.A part of me told me to sneak to one of the rooms and sleep in but a greater part of me warns against it and I agree with it kicking against the thought.It might sound pleasant and seems like the best thing to do at the moment but I know quite well it isn't.If he find out I stayed behind after he asked me to go, that would be another problem to deal with.I still sat on the floor resting my aching body a bit, possibly hoping to gather up a little energy which would carry me back home.I was barely seated for five minutes when
Arriving at my condo, I unlock the door and enter, bolting it after.I pull off my dress and rush to my bed, lying on it hurriedly as I slid the duvet over me.I was shivering terribly as my whole body felt stiff. Walking in the snow for the past one hour isn't a child's play, it is the most difficult thing to do especially while wearing an exposed dress like mine.I wasn't properly clothed as he didn't allow me to go home before coming over, and besides the weather was good in the morning while I was leaving and I never thought I would be out, walking in the middle of the night.But I guess I should always expect anything both good and bad as long I am still under him.As I snuggle in my bed, my legs lifted to my chest and my hands hugged tightly to the pillow while the duvet was blanketing me.I felt a bit better.Although I am still shivering, my teeth quivering, shaking terribly but hey! It is as much better than before, it is reduced a bit and I felt appreciative of my cozy duvet
After I had eaten to my brim, I stood up and left the place heading for his office. That he's being a bit human today by permitting me to eat doesn't mean I should mess it up.I have got to trade with caution.If I could avoid his punishment for the rest of today I will dance naked back to my condo but I doubt though.But never the less, I will try to use this spare time to gather my strength.Ooohhhooo! My pity time has elapsed. But it's okay. I have got to answer the boss's call, let's expect the best.As I near his office, I felt my heart palpitating in fear and I know very well that he has finally succeeded in making me a scardy cat.Especially one that jumps in fear at the mention of his name or even the sound of his voice.I knocked at his door and waited."Come in." I heard.I open the door and enter." I am back sir." I bowed.I raised up my head, and that was when I notice another presence around. I look from him to them.He gestured with his hand that I should come close. I
.....Dafoe stood at the door glaring at his friend."I know you will do this that was why I came here looking for you." "Damm you motherfucker! Stop acting like a goddamn saint we are both sinners." "At least I don't go raping people." He retorted still glaring at him. His eyes were blazing fire.Brody scoffed."It doesn't still make you righteous.""I know." He strode in, heading to us.He yank him up from my body and fling him away. "Fuck off before I get Benson involve." He threaten and he ran out of the run. He stares at me," are you okay?"I nodded sobbing."Thank you for helping me.""It okay" he responded. He didn't go. He stood there staring at me in pity. I ignore his pitiful eyes, and stood up. I took a step, moving away from his watchful eyes back to the bathroom to see if I can do something about my torn dress.As I was walking, I slipped and fall hitting my body on the floor. My eyes burn.As I bite my lips to hold in my cry.I looked up when I felt a presence he was s
I heard the sound of a monitor and I flapped my eyes open to see I was in a white room.Mtcheww; I hissed. I thought I died.I sat up but something pricked my hand only then did I realise that a neddle was plucked at my back palm.I hiss again at the pain that hit me. I gently laid back on the bed hoping to calm my head which was banging so fiercely as if two masquerades were dancing on mt.I hiss again.Well, I have been hissing a lot since I woke up. But honestly, I was disappointed. Why would I be alive? I was supposed to die. Why would God give me life again? So I would continue to be sexually tortured by the alpha lord of all heartless beasts.I hissed, this time louder than the others.When the pain calms a bit, I stare around the room I was only to realize I was in the hospital. I thought it was my room or maybe his which I was. I can't believe I was brought to the hospital.Amen! The devil would torture me and still save me?? I doubt that he is the one that brought me to the
I arrived at the hospital the next day heading straight to May's room. I saw her sleeping peacefully and I frown at her sleeping form. I can't deny that she looks beautiful like a newborn baby. I thought of waking her up but kicked against it. Let me give her a few more minutes to enjoy her Paradise before I will drag her back into the heaven I have created for her.I chuckled. My eyes twirl in misdeeds.She looks at peace and also pretty but I know she looks more pretty in my hand as I manhandled her. Nah! More pretty with tears rolling down her cheeks.As I was contemplating whether I should wake her before going to meet the doctor so she could start getting ready or if I should see the doctor first and then come back to slap her out of the bed;The doctor walked in."Oh, Mr. Benson. You're here.""No. I'm in my room." I replied nonchalantly frowning my face. Some people are stupid and they tend to ask stupid questions. You saw me standing in the room and you're asking if I'm here.