LOGIN~Nathan~
I thought I was going to have to do a lot more than calling her boyfriend in front of her to get her to sign those papers. I watched her walk away just as I expected. She was heartbroken and I hated to see that. Because that only meant he had a special place in her heart. Her beautiful face stained with tears but her phone ringing stopped her dead in her tracks. I didn’t know how to comfort a woman. Hell I haven't ever done that. But just when I was thinking of what to do to make her sign the papers before she likely gets to confront her shitty boyfriend.. ex boyfriend and find out the real truth. She backs up immediately like she was fueled by something. She stood in front of me, her eyes teary and red. She was fighting tears. “You have a lot of money and a place for me to stay right?” She asked, taking me aback. I nodded, knowing she knew the exact answers to her questions. She just wanted to confirm again. Before I could spill any more words as I was careful this time around as I didn’t want to say hurtful things to her anymore. She was in a lot of pain and this wasn’t my plan but it had to be done to get her to sign these papers. She looked around my work table in a hurry. “Pen?” She said what? I gave it to her, disbelieving that she’ll do what I think she wants to do. But she indeed shocks me and without sparing me a second glance she signs the paper and even goes further to write down her address on the top of another document lying there on my table. “You can get my things before the end of today.” She said without any emotion. Her voice dark and shaky. Her face was all pink now as she pushed back her strawberry blond hair out of her face. I nodded. Surprised it was all done. I watched her walk away with her back at me again. Her hips moving with utmost precision. Round and curvy, generous and blessed but shit! I shouldn’t be saying that right now and let her grieve the years she wasted on that piece of shit. When I first heard his voice message, I was going to fly down and punch him till I saw blood when he told me I could marry Olivia. Okay maybe he didn’t say I could marry her, the piece of shit wanted me to have fun with his girlfriend that loved him for how much? Two hundred grand? I was pissed hearing it. I never spoke to Olivia before now or even had the opportunity to meet her because my stupid friend thought she’ll have the hots for me and probably end up liking me like how the other girls he liked did. I was livid hearing it and after gathering a little information, I found out that he had been feeding off her while he still two timed her with an upcoming model. She didn’t deserve it. I never knew her personally or up close but I knew she was a good girl who was just wasting her time on my very stupid friend. Pictures of her filled my phone as I searched all about her and even sent Alex, my second hand man, to send a detailed report about her. The beautiful lad was about losing everything and had no savings, spending everything for someone who spent his trust fund in two months. He made a bad bet and lost everything and poor Olivia definitely had no idea. I was doing her a favor, ending whatever this was. And yes she was too beautiful with her innocent eyes for me to resist. Why don’t I just marry her and really have my fun with her? I thought to myself and tweaked a little bit of information. Ryan didn’t offer her up for marriage but that didn’t matter now as I got myself a wife already. “Hey, get the stuff from the address I’m sending you to my house. There are my wife’s stuff.” I rang Alex, liking the way it sounded as I called her mine. “Okay boss”. He said obviously not hearing every thing I just said. “Wait, what? Which wife?” He finally heard it, yelling into my phone like that was the most impossible thing ever. “What do you mean which wife, didn’t you pick up the letter for me?” I smiled and let him hear it through my voice. “I thought you were trying to ward off some hung up girl that didn’t realize she was just a fling.” He said it with so much boldness that I clenched my teeth. Normally I would laugh but I didn’t want to hear such anymore. “Don’t let my wife hear you say such things ever or you’ll be sending in your resignation letter.” I kept my tone light and simple. Enough for him to know I was damn serious. “I might be here for a while, call the security team to share their screen with me. I want to keep my eyes on her.” I told him, flexing my sudden possessiveness. She is mine now. “But you don’t like it at that branch.” He uttured through the phone, now sounding like the hung up b*tch. “Should you be telling me which branch i like and don’t?” I asked, expecting the silence that followed after as he realized his mistakes. “It seems you never expected me to get married, sorry to burst your bubbles but don’t go saying rubbish in front of my wife.” I ordered, having a feeling that he was going to say something negative about me in front of Olivia without even trying. “And one more thing, take out every other bed in the house. Leave just the master room.” He paused for a while but thought quickly about his next choice of words. Because I would deduct his bonus on the spot if he as much as said anything contradictory to my plans. “Okay boss.”~Olivia~ “What the hell did I just do? I didn’t just sign those papers, did I?” I could feel my palms sweating, my stomach churning and my heart hurting as I wanted to pretend I wasn’t just slapped in the face. I didn’t spare his secretary any glance and walked back to my cubicle like I wasn’t in pieces already. My hands shook. I couldn’t concentrate. Everything in me was crying except my eyes. Ryan sold me to his friend for money? It was still very unbelievable and the fact that I wasn’t crying yet was killing me so bad. I didn’t know how to react, couldn’t go to Emily’s office right now because the pain would double as she warned me multiple times. My hands shook as I couldn’t hold anything or even type, I beat my chest as it felt tight and painful. I just couldn’t hold back anymore and walked all the way to her office. One step in and the tears flowed freely, as if to protest that I had been holding them back for too long. I let out a whimper as it hurt real bad. Th
~Nathan~ I thought I was going to have to do a lot more than calling her boyfriend in front of her to get her to sign those papers. I watched her walk away just as I expected. She was heartbroken and I hated to see that. Because that only meant he had a special place in her heart. Her beautiful face stained with tears but her phone ringing stopped her dead in her tracks. I didn’t know how to comfort a woman. Hell I haven't ever done that. But just when I was thinking of what to do to make her sign the papers before she likely gets to confront her shitty boyfriend.. ex boyfriend and find out the real truth. She backs up immediately like she was fueled by something. She stood in front of me, her eyes teary and red. She was fighting tears. “You have a lot of money and a place for me to stay right?” She asked, taking me aback. I nodded, knowing she knew the exact answers to her questions. She just wanted to confirm again. Before I could spill any more words as I was care
~Olivia~ We both stood there, looking at each other. My thoughts are certain that he was definitely high on something but he maintained his very creepy smile. “He did say you were smart, beautiful, full figured and obedient but I don’t think he was right about the last part now was he?” He said lightly, putting no effort as he leaned back into his chair, reading something from his phone. I was confused and definitely wasn’t here for that. Or should I directly just ask him for the advance since he has gone crazy. I wasn’t smiling anymore, wasn’t pretending to be polite or professional. “I think you have the wrong Olivia sir.” I managed to somehow still be respectful, looking past his eyes that were looking straight at me like I was a prey. He laughed. It was rich and a mocking one. “Olivia Lane, Ryan’s ex-girlfriend, an only child with no surviving family members. Finished her first degree a year ago, no sexual experience.” His eyes looked at me tauntingly when he mention
I was trying to think of reasons why I would be called to “the boss” office. I clearly haven’t done anything. I made sure no one was passing when Emily raised her voice, so please what’s going on? “I’m here to see Mr Harold.” The words left my mouth and only then did my palms start sweating again like it did in the elevator. I couldn’t have done anything wrong, could I? His secretary doesn’t help matters either as she gave me a rather rude once over, looking at me like I shouldn’t be wearing what I was wearing right now. It was just a knee length skirt and a work blouse that had a small opening at my upper chest region. Just a little opening that showed a little skin and maybe a little view of my tits. But that shouldn’t be any issue. It’s Nathan and I’m pretty sure he’ll remember whose girlfriend I was. “He called for you first thing this morning?” She said, though it came out more like she was asking me to confirm what she was likely seeing in her system. I was confuse
~Olivia~ I didn’t know what to think. Didn’t know what exactly to say. It must be the rough patch. I muttered countless times to myself as I took myself to work. No plan or money for rent. I’ll even be lucky to survive food bills for another week if I give him my salary. I was under a monthly salary payment with my workplace and my rent is only a dire issue right now because I signed a six months lease agreement. I could have easily sorted it out with this month's pay if my rent was a monthly payment plan but no everything just had to backfire at once. “The supervisor is calling you in.” Jane walked to my cubicle and forced me out of my thoughts. She was gone in the next second, hurrying like she had something to do. Sighs confusingly. Literally everyone had something to do, I just happened to be a little lost today. Okay maybe a lot lost but it was only expected after all that happened this morning with Ryan and something tells me that our supervisor had caught on
I knew that my rent was due, the message popped up three days ago, but here I was standing in front of the mirror. Thinking about my life choices as it really now felt like I was alone and lost. Even though I had a boyfriend, Ryan. Ryan was recently all about himself and it was precisely he who saddled me with a heavy financial burden, sucking my blood, even when I never wanted to truly admit it. After that came my girlfriend’s suggestion that he should refund the money. Yet I have always trusted and loved him. A deep stare into the mirror to fully understand why I had nothing even though I had a good and stable work. I was about to be freaking evicted from my house and he still didn’t care, didn’t send back the money he owed me. Emily’s words floated freely in my head as she told me to confront Ryan and ask for my money back. I opened my phone and went through all the messages without reading the other ones in particular until his name came up clearly. I don’t know why I w







