Five

Aurelia's POV

“Mr Alfred needs you in his office… goodluck” The manager said to me as she came out of his office. She smiled and gave me an encouraging thumbs up and I could only respond with a broken smile.

I was shaking from both anger and frustration. Angry that that asshole turned out to be my boss and frustrated that I had worked so hard to get this job, today was supposed to be a happy day until he showed up. He was like a fly to a corpse, taunting my existence everywhere I went, both physically and mentally. Funny how just a few weeks ago I wasn't aware of his existence but now that I was, he was everywhere.

I got up from my seat and walked to his office with my mind made up. This wasn't going to work…

I knocked and walked in, “You sent for me Mr. Alfred”

Alfred raised his head from his laptop and looked at me with amusement in his eyes, “What’s your name?”

“Aurelia” I replied curtly. His piercing gaze made me feel a little uncomfortable, it was like he could see through me, see how hard I'm struggling to keep a straight face.

As if on cue, flashes of that night together crossed my mind and I bit my lower lip to restrain my growing embarrassment. My plan was to walk in and offer my resignation letter, it was supposed to be quick and direct… but my courage went out of the window immediately he looked at me with those frosty eyes. 

Why can't I get it together with him?

“Aurelia, what were you doing in my house that day?” he asked, closing his laptop and putting his hands together.

I opened my mouth to speak but words jammed in my mouth, I didn't know how to put forward my embarrassment. How do I tell him I had gone to his house to confront him but somehow spread my legs instead? 

It looked like I lacked dignity which wasn't the case at all… he was just different.

“Cat caught your tongue? You impersonated someone else and broke into my house to lay with me but now you can't answer my question?” he chipped in, a frown on his face.

“I didn't impersonate anyone…” I corrected in confusion. Why would I impersonate someone else, was he messing with me? Surely he knew who I was and he was clearly trying to gaslight his way out of acknowledging me. Was my family that wretched poor that he didn't even want to address me as his wife even when I was standing in front of him?

The thought made my heart constrict in sadness but I immediately pushed it aside, letting my anger occupy it instead. I was speaking to an irredeemable asshole, he didn't deserve any of my emotions apart from anger.

“Oh yeah? Alright then, you can report that to the cops when they arrive” he threatened in an annoying casual tone.

My eyes narrowed into slits, I was getting angrier by the minute, “What? You slept with me too remember or is your memory as bad as bed skills?” I fired back. 

Alfred frown deepened and he slowly stood up from his seat. He walked forward till he was standing in front of me and my breath hitched. I wanted to step back but I found my legs frozen on the spot, my body was my greatest betrayer.

As if that was not enough, he proceeded to lean forward with his face. My head went blank and my palms became sweaty from anxiousness. Was he going to kiss me? I couldn't help but wonder in agitation. 

I wanted to move away. I wanted to push him away and scream. I wasn't usually this weak but at that moment, I couldn't move.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Alfred's face was an inch closer to my face now, his breath fanned my face and the familiar smell of alcohol and coffee made me shudder. I instinctively closed my eyes to let him kiss me but it never came, instead I heard him whisper in my ear.

“Bad bed skills you say, but how come your body says otherwise” The mocking in his voice was enough to give me a brain reset. 

I raised my hands and clapped hard across the face while taking a step back. “Don’t ever come close to me again, this is a warning” I said angrily, more of it to myself for letting my body act on its own. 

Alfred held his face in pure disbelief, it took a few seconds for him to process what just happened and his next reaction had me gulping and staggering back.

“How dare you raise your filthy hands to hit me, have you gone mad? I absolutely hate desperate girls like you, you were not satisfied with the orgasms I gave you and you had to stalk me to become my secretary… how pathetic and cheap of you!” he spat out with blazing eyes. 

My face reddened with embarrassment and I felt livid. “I am cheap? You must not be that smart then if you couldn't tell who were sleeping with. Unless you are a 10cheap lying bastard as well and you think I'm dumb enough to believe your lies” I retorted. I wasn't having it, I won’t let him stand and insult me as he pleased. 

Since he refused to address our marriage, I assumed our marriage was that insignificant to him. Then I won't address it either, I do not care about some contract papers anyways. Two can definitely play the game. 

Alfred was fuming, his hands were folding into tight fist like it was the only thing stopping him from bursting. It pleased me so much to see him so shaken, I would never let him win.

“Aurelia or whatever you call yourself, you have five minutes to leave this building or you will regret it…” he warned with a sinister voice and soulless eyes. 

I straightened and with my eyes on him, I replied fearlessly. “I wouldn't be caught dead working for you anyways. I quit” I threw the already written resignation letter at his feet and stormed out of the office.

Good riddance!