Chapter Two

I walked out of the room.

“Annie!” He shouted. He pushed away the girls and ran after me. He held onto me, stopping me from leaving.

“Let me go!” I said firmly, not turning back.

“Please,” I heard him say. I turned back and stared at him. He was fully naked. His penis was half hard.

“Let go!” I shouted, pushing him away slightly. “You irritate me!”

**

I had meant to stay away from Duncan but I got a text from him.

“I need to see you at the office. As your boss.”

He had neither conscience nor empathy. With my job on the line, I had no other choice than to see him. At the office, I began to hear whispers I never paid attention too in the past. Apparently, Duncan had impregnated a 19-year old model, Miranda.

Now, I was infuriated. I had no wish to keep my job with such an animal.

As I walked angrily to his office, a group of ladies walked past me. They were recently signed to the agency. Definitely, Duncan had slept with every one of them discreetly.

I entered his office without knocking and the moment he saw me, he raised his eyebrows in concern. He was in a meeting with two people and it looked like an important thing.

"What are you doing here, Annie? I have a meeting!" Duncan exclaimed.

I began to laugh. Duncan's guests looked at me like I was some sort of hysterical witch. Duncan was furious, I rarely saw that look in his face.

"We have a lot to talk about, Duncan. You can postpone this meeting or watch me ruin it!" I stared at him without blinking. I was sure he was flustered. He had never seen me this livid.

"We should leave, Mr. Duncan," One of the guests muttered uneasily. "Please reach out to my secretary for a reschedule."

"I am sorry, sir," Duncan apologized. The guests went outside and right after, Duncan came near me. He looked like he was about to burst. "Have you gone crazy?"

"Yes, I've gone completely crazy!" I shouted at him. "I can't believe I trusted a jerk like you and wasted all my time loving you!"

“If this is about what happened earlier…” Duncan began. “It's not enough to do this. I might not forgive you if you keep at this.”

"Forgiveness is in my hands, not yours," I replied calmly. “You have slept with all the women here, haven't you?”

"What!" Duncan exclaimed as if he was going to deny it.

"I also found out about Miranda. I heard she is pregnant with your child. 19-year old Miranda just joined the agency..." I said out of frustration. "How could you do this to me?"

"That's a lie," Duncan replied. I raised my head and stared at him. He had an explanation to offer. "I agree that I was rash. I shouldn't have slept with Miranda without a condom."

"What?" This was my time to be bewildered. Duncan wasn't denying the rumor.

"However, she is no longer pregnant. Both of us are adults and we agreed reasonably that an abortion would be the best of our careers. She got the abortion yesterday and everything is fine," Duncan told me. "I can't believe you barged into my office and ended such an important meeting because of frivolous rumors."

He neither looked bothered nor guilty. I was shocked. How could a man be so thick-skinned?

"You act as if you did the right thing..." I muttered.

"Just calm down, Annie!" Duncan told me shortly. "I have no serious business with those girls. I fuck them and that's it. They are like whores. You are different from them.”

He touched my hair, stroking it slowly, “You are the only one I love.”

"Stop!" I exclaimed as I pushed his hand away. "Touch me one more time and I will show you I can be just like an angry wolf.”

I was sobbing uncontrollably now. I grabbed his shirt and pulled lightly. He had used my body, time, and sincerity. What's worse is that he didn't feel guilty about it at all.

"Let me go!" Duncan shouted. I held on and he slapped me across the face. I fell as I panted, shocked by what just happened.

"You slapped me?" I muttered in shock.

"And I will do it again, bitch!" Duncan mocked me. He had taken off his mask.

The floor was so cold that it made me feel as if I had been stripped naked and buried in the snow. Duncan was laughing hysterically. He was obviously enjoying himself.

"I hate hypocrites like you!" Duncan shouted. "You think I've been happy with you all these while too? Nah, I've been enduring you. I hate dumb women like you. Why did it take you so long to find out?"

"You will die in my hands," I swore under my breath.

"Oh, will I?" Duncan laughed harder. "Listen up, little one. You seem to forget that I am the one with power here. Your career is in my hands. Wasn't your dream to become a popular actress and model? Isn't that why you signed with my agency?"

"That was it," I muttered. "However, I was carried away by childish love. I was foolish."

"You are still foolish. It's not a thing of the past!" Duncan insisted. "How dare you make a scene here! You know what happens if I blacklist you? You will be a nobody in the entertainment industry forever."

I stood up and dusted my clothes.

"That's my problem to deal with, scumbag!" I shouted.

"I will make you a life changing offer..." Duncan stared at me. "You've been my personal whore and slave for several months. I don't want your career to end like this so I will give you the chance to redeem yourself."

I clenched my fists, "Don't toy with me, Duncan."

"Get on your knees and beg me. Unzip my trousers and suck my dick as if your life depends on it. If I feel you are sincere enough, I might save your career..." Duncan smiled sheepishly. He was confident I would accept this offer.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds.

"You will lose everything you've worked for if you don't accept my deal. You know I don't make empty threats. When I say I will destroy someone, I keep to my words," Duncan said convincingly. "Go on your knees and call me daddy."

He was right. He could destroy my life. I took a deep breath and came near him. He smiled as I bent. My right leg touched the ground and I watched him close his eyes, waiting to be unzipped. I clenched my fists as hard as I could and punched his balls. I didn't hit hard enough but he cried out in pain. He was rolling all over the floor, writhing in pain.

"Ahhh!" He cried.

"Scumbag!" I shouted and turned to leave the room.

"I will kill you, bitch!" He managed to shout. I walked on without turning back. It was the end of our unfortunate relationship.

**

Hitting Duncan's balls made me feel better for a while but I soon relapsed. I used to think fate was on my side. Not many aspiring actresses had the opportunity to be in a relationship with Duncan Mann, a legendary actor and producer. He was loved by all and sundry and I used to think I was so lucky to be with him. That was why I worked my ass off while thinking I would be married to such a desired man someday.

I never knew I was in a state of delusion then.

I rarely drank but today, I needed it badly.