All Chapters of Passion in Broken Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

PatriciaBy the time I was done replying and forwarding emails, half of my break was spent. I was drained both from all the work I had to do this morning, and the internal conflicts that were fighting for space in my head. It had been like this for the past three days and at this point I wasn’t sure I could continue like this. The overthinking had slowed me down, which was why I had to use part of my break to make up for the time lost. Not fun business at all.I closed the browser and left my office for the lounge. Quite a number of people were already there, either sitting by the tv, which was still displaying various advertisements of the companies we worked with, while others were hanging around the food section.I felt entirely inconspicuous, just looking around with no one to talk to. It was slowly dawning on me that I had made a mistake of having a really small circle of friends here- that’s if you even considered Bryce and Jessica a c

PatriciaEveryone’s attention switched to Ethan as he rushed over to my side, worry stricken. When he got closer and saw Bryce, his eyes narrowed, sending a silent but strict message. They stood tall at the dame height, but Ethan looked more domineering. Bryce stepped back without a word.Ethan immediately turned to me, looking from my stained blouse to my face. His hand found my cheek and wiped my tears as his attention went back to my chest, his face a mixture of confusion and worry. “What happened, Tricia?”That same moment Betty arrived and instantly began shaking salt onto my skin. She was so focused, that she ignored Ethan’s presence there. “This would reduce the effects of the burn.”“Burn?” Ethan mouthed. Betty looked up at him and blinked. He looked away from her and saw Jessica hyperventilating in a corner then traced the coffee stains to her. No one had to tell him what had happened.

PatriciaI was shirtless once again- well, not completely, as I still had my bra on- and this being the second time today didn’t mean it was any easier. This time, we in the bathroom of our bedroom, with me sitting on the counter while Ethan looked through the cabinets for some ointments. Soon, he’d be standing in front of me, or between my legs. I flushed at the thought. I couldn’t be blamed for the naughty thoughts I was having as it had been months since I had done anything with him that involved talking off my clothes. How was I supposed to stay calm now that he was going to be touching me in places that had turned foreign to him?I gripped the edge of the counter and tried not to swing my legs as it would only make me more anxious. Maybe I should change the subject.“My car,” I called out to him. “We left it at the office.”His eyes that were roaming through the compartments met mine briefly before h

PatriciaThe rest of the day passed in a blur. Time seemed to be speeding for just today, because so many things happened all at once. It was surreal. A day that started poorly ended with Ethan and I having a meal together, while having an actual fun conversation, one which had nothing to do with our problems, and it was a good break for both of us.Ethan later had to make a conference call, which kept him in his study for a few hours. I took advantage of that and tried to finish some of my own work on my laptop, at least what I could do from home.Now it was night time, and I was huddled up in the bed, trying to start reading a new book. Ethan had just ended his meeting and was taking a shower. I had already taken mine, and reapplied the ointment on my chest- by myself this time. Perhaps, it was because I had been by myself for a while, or because I was once again trying and failing to read a romance book without my conscience laying a heavy load of gu