로그인LACY I'd paused my movie to pick up the call. I was alone in our apartment. Aaliyah left to meet up with her photographer boyfriend. Bored out of my mind, I settled for watching a movie on my laptop. And the plan was to quickly discard whoever was calling me and get right back to my movie. That was the plan until I heard his voice. Then I became speechless. My heartbeat had grown insanely loud too.I wasn't sure what to say. He just called me cruel. I wasn't sure how to reply. “How are you doing?” He asked. His voice was slurry. Almost like he was drunk; it was breaking too, but I'd be insane to think he was crying. A man like him wouldn't cry for a girl like me. It wouldn't make sense. “I'm good,” I mumbled. A stiff silence followed. And then he breathed out. “God, you're so cruel.”I wish he'd stop saying that. It hurts. “You're not going to ask how I'm doing?”“How you doing?” I asked. “Bad. Terrible.” “Why?” “Why?” He repeated with a croaky chuckle. “You seriously don't
CRISTIAN “...we could talk to the owners of the little malls around there. We're already on it. They'll have to move somewhere else. And then we can demolish the buildings and have enough space to erect the hospital.” Davidson was saying, as he showed slides on the screen. “I think building a hospital in that area would be great, Mr. Anderson.” One of my executives added. “And disastrous.” Another one countered. “What's going to happen to the lives of the families that will be affected by the demolition?”“We're compensating them hugely for it. We're paying for their next space. We'll help them all the way. They have nothing to lose.”“That's what you think. Some of these people have sentimental attachments to their space. They'd never sell it off for money. If you force them to sell, it could give them a deep emotional scar. Money can't fix that.”I listened keenly to their debates. We were in the conference room in my company's headquarters building. It was about building someth
LACYThe class finally ended and we were already leaving. Aaliyah clung to my side as we walked down the hallway. “That was one hell of a torture. I think I need to go on a shopping spree for a full day to clear my head from this traumatic experience.” She said, going through her phone. I smiled. “It wasn't that bad. I mean…”“Don't do that. Don't defend that professor. He's terrible and that's it.” She cut me off with a playful glare. I nodded and made a gesture of zipping up my mouth. She smiled. My phone began buzzing in the back pocket of my pants. I checked and it was my Mum. Excitement ran through my nerves. I really wanted to know how she was doing. “Listen, girl. I need to use the restroom real quick.” I said, already heading in the direction. “Alright. Come meet me in the library when you're done.”“Alright. See ya!” I ran off and a minute later, I was locked in the restroom. I dialed back the number and they picked up on the first ring. “Lacy!” The excitement in my li
LACY “He fucked me so good! And has the biggest dick I've ever seen. Do you want to know what it looks like? It's in this shape…” Aaliyah gestured with her hand. I wasn't sure what shape she was picturing and it didn't even matter. I was choking on my laugh to pay enough attention.“Girl, that's enough. Stop doing that.” I hit her hand, forcing her to lower it. “Wait. I'm trying to make you understand just how big and perfect his dick was.” She blurted out. Loudly. “Sshhh, girl. You're getting weird stares from all corners,” I whispered, gesturing at the stares we were getting in the hallway. Aaliyah looked around for a second. She genuinely cared for a second. And then she shrugged. “I don't fucking care. They can stare all they want.”She's so impossible sometimes. That's why most of the kids here don't like her much. But they fear her as much as they don't like her. Which I think is perfect. “C'mon Lacy. Tell me understand everything.” She groaned, pouting like a five-year-old
Cristian I built this company and every inch of it with the strictest rules. One of them was not having sex in my building. I detested the thought of my workers eating themselves out at any corners. I have cameras in every corner to ensure that none of that happens. I bet whoever's in charge of those cameras is watching us right now. I also want to think they have the decency to look away. Because I do not have the decency to stop myself right now.Her slap already drove me over the edge. And I'm sure I've warned her never to hit me again. It does something to me. It awakens a beast inside of me. A beast I'd keep locked away forever if I could. A beast Emily tried to keep tamed in our years of being married. This little 22-year-old keeps awakening it. And I wish she would stop doing that. I'm a maniac when the beast awakens. And I might hurt her in a way that's going to hurt me. And I don't want that. But dear God, she still hasn't taken off her panties. She’s testing my patience.
CRISTIANI've never been the type to break things or create chaos when I'm angry. I don't take it out on anyone or anything. I bottle it up and try to function calmly and rationally despite how much it's eating me up. But here I am, taking out my frustration and rage on my clothes. I lost a few buttons while trying to put on a shirt. I finally got it right on the third shirt. I've been tugging and stretching out my tie for roughly ten minutes now. I can't get it right and it's frustrating me even more. “Easy man. You're going to choke yourself out,” Joe's amused voice said from the door. I didn't turn around. I just watched him come inside through the mirror. He was all dressed up in that Italian suit I had made for him. “Here, let me help you.” He offered and I slowly turned to him. “Thanks, man,” I said between deep breaths. It was my soft, subtle way to tune down my rage. I wouldn't want him noticing that something is eating at me. “Do you have another problem, Cristian?” He
CRISTIAN The guys were involved in their usual bickerings. I was just chuckling and putting in a few punchlines. They all spent the night here. As a matter of fact, almost everyone who showed up for the party last night slept over. There was enough room to accommodate everyone. I made sure of th
LACY The man in front of me was definitely great company. He seemed sweet, flirty but sweet. He got me a drink. Got me seated at the best part of the bar. And he's been trying to keep me entertained with his sweet stories. However, I'm having a hard time paying complete attention to him. Two reas
CRISTIAN The music had gotten louder. The place was crammed to the brim with my friends, colleagues, and whatnots. It was every bit like the party I'd imagined it to be. And I should be festive. I should be cocooned in the jamboree. But I wasn't. I was pacing back and forth near one of the barbec
LACY I let out a gasp and my lips quivered as I stared into his angry eyes. They were almost burning. I'd expected him to sound more hoarse. But strangely he sounded calm as he spoke. “I might have let you off at the pool because I didn't wanna create a scene. But in private like this, I'm not go







