Ella:
I checked my phone to see ten missed calls and a text from Helen, “My humble abode awaits thy Princess Cinderella” making me smile for the very first time of the day.
James:Phew! today was a comparatively better morning. Gorging on the huge English breakfast of eggs, toast, baked beans, mushrooms and vegan sausages, my appetite was back to normal. I was feeling much more aware, focused and coordinated to function like
James:“It was Bridget, wasn’t it? I shouldn’t have allowed her entry in the villa in the first place. I am sorry Mr Holt” David apologised profusely feeling guilty.
Ella:This was going to be my last week at Accent if I did not bring an influential business account to the table. I was glad Helen was there with me as we entered the office together. As I watched people go by, they seemed to smile sympathetically at me. It was the w
Ella:Today’s huddle was music to my ears. Jen was furious at Joe and she made sure to publicly humiliate him saying, “I thought you were such a promising candidate for the managerial position but by losing such a vital account I doubt if you even belong h
Ella:There he was wearing a blue striped William Eastmancott bespoke suit sitting in his cushy chair drinking fine scotch on the rocks gloating...gloating at how helpless and desperate I was for his business account.
Ella:I marched out of his office, barely acknowledging Vanessa who had one of her ears plastered to the wall. Hurrying across the hallway, with a hundred emotions running through my head, I slumped on one of the benches. What the hell just happened in there? Was there something which was meant to be between us?Business managers and directors negotiate and play dirty politics to get a better deal all the time in our jobs. Why was I so angry with him all the time? Perhaps because he had it all...fame...money and women at his feet and I did not want to be one of them. Well, enough figured out for today! I started feeling better on my way home...well Helen’s home...but at least it was devoid of stress and drama. Brrrrrr...I shivered as the wind ran to my legs all the way up my bare bottoms. Trying to brush off the vision of him tearing my underwear, I shake my head pondering, “That man is an animal”Following a good night’s sleep I head out
Ella:I went all pale feeling the blood being drained away from my face still staring at him point-blank.
Ella:Arghhhhh...I was boiling with anger as I got out of the Holt office chambers. He had his men following me the entire time monitoring my every move so that he could manipulate my choices. How controlling could someone be? Nobody has driven me this insane before!