Oliver“Come on, come on, come on!” I muttered restlessly as I watched the elevator climb slowly. The bell dinged, and the doors opened. I ran through the doors into the room.“Benjamin? Benjamin!?” I screamed into the dimly lit room. There was no sound. Fuck! He already left? I flung my gaze around the room, which served as the sitting room, and it was almost too difficult to see anything here. I should check the bedrooms upstairs. I rushed through the room as carefully and quickly as possible without bumping into any furniture.The big bedroom upstairs was equally dark, save for the light that spilled from the bathroom. Just as I caught the light, the sound of the rushing water registered. I sighed and moved toward the bathroom, pushing the door open.There was Benjamin, standing in the shower, the water cascading along his flawless body. Did he get bulkier? His chest looked bigger, and his ass? How is it that… I shook my head, trying to rid my mind of the images that had plagued it
Oliver“Taxi!” I screamed against the loud crash of the thunder overhead.The darkened sky hid the heavy clouds that had gathered, whether to shame me or to show their solidarity with the decision I had made. I had sacrificed too much of my time for Benjamin, but it seemed like every time, I would always come second place…or third, but I would never be first to him.A bright yellow cab screeched to a halt in front of me and I pulled the door aggressively, diving into the seat before the lightning whipped across the sky and the clouds buckled under the weight of its spike.“Where to, sir?” The driver asked. I stared at the hotel once more, my eyes leading to the top I couldn’t see anymore because of the trickles of water cascading along the window. I could imagine Benjamin standing by the window, watching me as I left. Or was I even that important for him to watch me leave?Maybe as soon as I left, he called someone else, another person to come and warm his bed. I scoffed, shaking my h
Benjamin “You come to me after you’re done with your wife,” he scoffed and flung his face, detaching himself from my lips. I pulled away too, angling my face just a tad bit to read the expression on his face, he looked...serious. “My wife?” I asked for clarity. Was he referring to Veronica? She wasn’t my wife in the true sense, at least not for the next few hours. “Tell me you didn’t have sex with her in the office,” he spoke again. Was he jealous? The thought made me smirk and lean in closer to him again. “Are you jealous?” I taunted him. He darted in my direction, his brows furrowed like an angry bird, his lips pursed in annoyance. “Jealous!? You’re fucking cheating, why won’t I be jealous?” He snapped. Cheating? “I’m cheating? On whom?” I asked genuinely because last I checked, I was single. Oliver’s mouth hung open for a few seconds before he snapped it shut, his cheeks heating up in embarrassment. He pressed his hands to my chest and pushed me away from him. Fuck, did
Benjamin I lied. I fucking lied because that was the one thing I knew would solve his problem. I knew he would eat himself alive with the thoughts of how he had murdered her, so I told him the one thing he wanted to hear. Felicia was dead by the time my private doctor arrived; her blood had marinated into the carpet, and her face was already turning pale from the loss of blood to her head.Immediately he left, I called the people I trusted: Martello and Anderson, they were two people I needed when things got messy. I didn’t use them often because it rarely degenerated into such a scenario, but I kept them for times like this.“I need her to disappear, is that possible?” I knew it was, but I wanted them to swear it to me that they would do it. They nodded, mute and working in silence, just like their jobs entailed. As they worked, I had to keep Veronica entertained and far away from that room.This entertainment required having sex with her. All through her ludicrously loud moans and
Oliver.“Where’s Benjamin?” Veronica poked her head through the door as I tried to leave the building.I froze and turned toward her, scanning her lopsided dress, which looked like it had been haphazardly put on. Her hair was strewn over the place, and her bottom lip looked swollen. I scanned her after sex look, and my heart sank further; she and Benjamin had sex.“Oliver?” She snapped her fingers in my face.“I don’t know, I left him with you,” I said softly, mumbling the words that came to mind.“That’s strange, he left to check on some noise...” Her eyes scanned the hall and landed on me again. She squinted, her brows scrunching above her head, “You seem like you’re in a hurry?”“I’m not feeling too well, my stomach hurts.” It wasn’t a complete lie; my stomach did hurt, the image of Felicia’s body made my belly churn with disgust, and I wanted to do nothing more than retch. I wanted to have my bath and claw my skin raw, hopefully washing my brain of the images as well.“Oh, sorry a
Benjamin It felt as if the air in the room was sucked away as soon as Oliver left, his very presence was the only thing I wanted to wrap around me. He was what I needed during this period. I can’t believe I was stupid for a second to even consider that he was the one behind the video and the threats. It was awfully convenient that William arrived out of nowhere and the video surfaced as well. I knew he had to be behind this. “You seem stressed,” Veronica said in a sultry voice that sounded unlike her. It snapped my attention in her direction causing me to squint my eyes at her. She walked slowly, her steps deliberately placed in front of the other in a catwalk. I had to admit, she was good, but this was the last thing on my mind. “Do you want me to ease some of that stress?” she hooked a finger on the strap of her dress and slid it down her skin. The confusion that muddled my brain left it mush, wasn’t she scared some hours ago? What was happening? I coughed, “this is an office