Those words, Giselle could never forget them. They were carved in the back of her brain, a never ending reminder of her unfortunate fate.But it could all just be a coincidence, a very random one at that.The brunette didn’t know what to think. On one hand, her body felt heated up and her clit was throbbing with the need to be satisfied, and on the other hand, her mind kept replaying the darkened scene from that night.It still haunted her like a never ending nightmare.Ezra rested back on his chair, his eyes scanned her.Had he gone too far?“What… why… why are you doing this? Do I look like some fucking toy you can play with at any given moment?!” Giselle snapped.“A toy? No, I just simply did what any engaged couple would. Did that offend you?” Ezra asked in a teasing tone.“Like hell it did. And what happened to respecting my personal space? Some gentle man you are.”Ezra directed his gaze to the floor, after a moment and several sighs from him, he looked up and genuinely said. “I

“You’ll regret this later.”Giselle laid in her bed, eyes absentmindedly staring at the ceiling as Ezra’s words replayed in her mind.Recollections of her drunken actions were rapidly coming back to her, flooding into her head and giving her zero time to properly regret anything.Another dull pain shut through her head and the brunette reached her hand up, using her fingers to massage her temple as she sighed through her nose.How was she going to face Ezra?That has been the one question she’s been pondering after waking up.Alcohol was a bastard, and Giselle decided she’d had her own fair share of mishaps with it, enough to teach her a good lesson.Thirty minutes or so had passed since she woke up, but all the brunette did was stare at the ceiling of her room, unmoving.“Giselle Cornwell, what have you done this time around?” Giselle muttered to herself, finally turning over for the first time since she had woken up.The clock on her bed side read Eight-thirty-two.Normally, she wou

Monroe Pharmaceutical. The next day.Shouts of anger and frustration echoed throughout the spacious meeting room that Ethan was currently siting in. His eyes were raging red as he stared at his phone.‘Monroe pharmaceutical creates defective product due to embezzlement of invested funds’ The news headlines read.Ethan couldn’t believe it, if he had previously thought his life was falling apart, he hadn’t seen anything.Calls after calls, his phone was blowing up with complaints of investors. Several of them pulled out their stocks. In a short span of time, Ethan’s company was dropping off the larder.“Shit!” Ethan discarded his phone, fuming in anger. But what drove him insane was the name written at the down of his company’s article.~G.H~It took him a while to decipher what that meant, but when he did, the blonde went bunkers.********Giselle woke up to the sound of her phone pinging. It was like the second alarm she didn’t wish for.Reaching for her side drawer, she grabbed her p

Ethan lost all sense of reasoning as he watched Giselle slap his fiancée.Charging at her with great speed, Ethan captured her wrist, squeezing it tight enough to leave a bruise for days."Do you have a death wish, Giselle." Ethan roared and tugged her wrist in the air, pulling her closer. Giselle winced in pain and glared at the man in front. The maniac standing before her was nothing like her sweet and loving boyfriend. They had nothing in common.Looking him straight in the eyes, Giselle sneered. "Get your fitly hands off me."Squeezing her wrist with additional force and watching her wince, Ethan asked. "Does it hurt? You should have thought of the consequence when you laid your hands on my innocent fiancée."People in the crowd were now slowly lowering their phones as things looked like they were about to take a violent turn.Ethan was about to apply more pressure to his hold when he felt something connect with the middle section of his stomach. Without enough time to properly pr

Giselle stayed outside for a while longer until the clouds began to darken before she went inside.On entering inside, Ezra was nowhere to be seen. Giselle didn’t think twice about it and plopped down into one of the couches. Grabbing the remote, she tuned in to one of her favorite Teen-toon on YouTube. As she was currently feeling stressed, the brunette had a notion of always watching something light instead of watching some of her favorite series.Angel’s Friend, it wasn’t like some of the recent Teen-toons that had no head nor tail. The show had a way of making the twenty-three year old sing along to its opening theme and stay invested even after she had binge watched the whole two seasons which had a total number of a hundred and four episodes.Half way into her current episode, Giselle felt her stomach cry for food. Not bothering to object, she stood up and went straight to the kitchen.After she had ransacked a few ingredients together, the brunette began preparing herself a hot