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The Gala Trap
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2026-07-30 23:26:00
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Taste Me Like It's Our Last Day On Earth Between My Decisions
Phoenix "If you break even one pencil, intern, I’ll deduct it from your final check." Octavia’s loud voice dragged me out of my own head as she slammed a heavy leather folder down on my drafting board. I jerked as a thick cloud of white paper dust exploded into the air, flying straight into my face and making my eyes burn. I blinked through the dust, looking up from my dark, locked monitor. And there was Octavia, standing over me with her arms crossed tight over her crisp blazer, her dark eyes gleaming with pure malice and she looked at me like I was a parasite that had crawled into her pristine world. "This is the Vanderbilt Manor redesign," she said, her long, blood red nail tapping hard against the thick leather. "Three senior partners worked on this historic project last year and all three failed to pass the historical preservation board. So your boss, Victor, wants a complete preliminary draft on his desk by Friday morning." I instantly felt my stomach drop into a b
Taste Me Like It's Our Last Day On Earth The Executive Suite
Phoenix Today is without a single doubt going to be one of the absolute worst days of my life. We had just gotten back from the gala, and my head was spinning so fast I nearly felt sick. My skin was still burning where Victor’s arm had brushed mine during the silent ride up in the elevator. The scent of his expensive scotch perfume filled the small space, but his face was completely blank. "Fire her, Victor! “Fire her right now and let the marshals take her away!" Obviously who else could it be if not Octavia as she yelled the exact second the elevator doors slide open. My heart almost jumped out of my mouth at the sound of her voice as she marched across the hardwood floor with a black tablet clutched in her hand and her high heels that sounded like gunshots against the floorboards. "Look at her!" Octavia snapped, pointing right at me, obviously the last encounter we both had has not left her, “She’s just one of the most stubborn interns we've gotten so far! She used yo
Taste Me Like It's Our Last Day On Earth The Gala Trap
Phoenix My eyes still burned from crying in the cab, but I refused to let the women in the grand ballroom see me bleed. I pushed the front of my deepest green silk gown nervously and sighed. The fabric was molded to the back of my hips, revealing the purple bruises on my wrist where Octavia had grasped me. I'd been in the bathroom of the Imperial Hotel for forty minutes, trying to hide the angry greenish pink remnants of the red scrape along my cheek with too much concealer in the hope that no one would realize I looked like a street fighter. In the middle of the shimmering ballroom, Victor stood beneath a giant crystal chandelier, looking like a god carved from black granite. His tuxedo was fitted to perfection, and his dark hair was slicked to perfection, a glass of double scotch resting loosely in his hand. He was surrounded by three senior board members, nodding along to their corporate chatter with an easy, terrifying aura of total control. He hadn't looked at me si
Taste Me Like It's Our Last Day On Earth The Confrontation
Phoenix My tongue was still intoxicating from Victor's lips when the door was slammed open. Octavia stormed into the executive suite like a hurricane in a pair of red bottoms, her designer trench coat flying in the wind behind her. My heart jumped into my ribs like a trapped bird. Two seconds ago Victor had me pinned against his heavy mahogany desk, his fingers dug so deep into my waist I knew I’d be wearing his grip in purple bruises by morning. We'd been under breath mad wild after the fire alarm went off-and then the world came crashing right back in. Victor jerked himself away from me so quickly that I nearly fell over. His face went totally blank, his eyes dropping to the floor like I was nothing more than a spilled cup of coffee. "Victor!" Octavia yelled, shattering the high glass walls around them. "Victor!" Octavia’s voice shrieked, echoing off the high glass walls. "What the hell is going on? The security said the Apex audit files are missing from the server room an
Taste Me Like It's Our Last Day On Earth The Unspoken Rule
Victor I summoned the meeting for eight o'clock exactly, and the heads of every department were in that conference room by 7:55, because when I say emergency I mean it. "I'll keep this short." I didn't sit down. "Someone in this building has been spreading rumors about a member of my staff, and I don't care who started it. I just want it stopped immediately." Everyone remained still, and no one dared to make a sound. If I get one more whisper, one more comment by her desk, one more name in a group text, you will be a history. Not just suspended, but that would be the end. And I'll make sure no company in this city touches your resume again. Ever! Someone near the back cleared their throat, which prompted me to turn around to see someone clearing his throat. "That's all. Get back to work." Everyone left immediately I finished my warning as all of them felt scared of who would be the scapegoat, but I stayed by the window until the last person left, keeping my jaw tight and
Taste Me Like It's Our Last Day On Earth Broken Locks
Phoenix It was a little metal key that simply refused to turn and I was pulling on the drawer underneath my desk. It didn't seem to grip tight enough and was just flicking about in the frame. I yanked the handle as hard as I could and the entire lock spat out directly into my hand with a dry crack. Someone had jammed something into the frame and ripped it apart, and my stomach lurched as I realized what that implied. I yanked open the drawer trembling and I shifted the old folders aside. Then I saw it was empty. Empty? How? The small blue notebook which I'd written in that diary four years ago, when I was sixteen, which was full of embarrassing teenage thoughts and unfiltered stuff about Victor. I'd brought it in last week to throw into the shredder downstairs, but I forgot it in the drawer, and now someone has it. I panicked. I had left it there. I got on my hands and knees to search under the table and behind the dust bin, but there was no sign of it. I slumped b
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