Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

VANESSAMy phone was pressed against my left ear as I paced my entire bedroom."Fiona, you need to see her!" I cried into the receiver. "She is totally out of control!"My heart was pounding heavily."Calm down, Vanessa and tell me exactly what happened in detail."I took a deep breath then exhaled."Ok, I asked her to but she refused to take the fall for the embezzlement case."Fiona gasped."Lydia said no? To you?"Her question annoyed me more."Lydia refused!""Oh my god!" She exclaimed. "That has never happened before now."I swallowed softly.Fiona was right.Lydia had never turned me down before. She had and would always be just a tool but now that tool was a weapon pointing at me."She didn't just say no," I continued.My chest contracted tighter."What happened next?" Fiona asked eagerly, taking my life as a spicy gist from a hot tabloid.I was tempted to hiss but I didn't."And then Lydia also had the effrontery to slap me hard in front of everyone."My voice rose higher with

LYDIAAfter I blocked every single one of them, I deduced it was time to reclaim my life.My feet carried me to the storage closet in the bedroom which I opened.A quick find later, I pulled out my old dusty portfolio case from the back.The dust that covered the black leather showed it hadn't been touched it in years.Just like me, prior to my passionate night with that handsome man at the bar.A blush swiftly spread across my cheeks as I recalled him, moving inside me.My clit instantly began to throb at the unwanted reminder of raw pleasure.If only I didn't have to leave, I would give anything to experience that night again.He had made me feel like a woman.I cleared my throat as I pushed the thoughts to the back of my head.That wasn't what was important now.My eyes returned to the portfolio which I opened to find filled with sketches and renderings from my college days.There were room layouts, color palettes, home decors, furniture designs etc.A soft smile curved my lips as

LYDIAIt rained cats and dogs the morning of my interview at the Costello Architecture, but I still managed to turn up on time in a blue skirt suit and matching stiletto heels.The glass building was exactly the kind of modern design I had always loved and I stood on the sidewalk for a moment after alighting the taxi to admire the edifice.And when I was done, I swiftly gathered every bit of my almost waning courage and then walked through the revolving doors towards the receptionist.The receptionist smiled at me when I arrived at the counter, presenting my folder containing my invite letter and explaining why I was there."You must be Ms. Darnell. Mr. Costello is expecting you on the top floor."She pointed me towards the employee's elevator with a few instructions."Thank you," I said.I turned towards the direction she pointed me and found the twin employee elevator which was sitting empty, so I stepped in.There was silence as I rode up to the top floor.All these while I was just

LYDIA Monday couldn't come soon enough. I spent the entire night tossing and turning in my queen sized bed, nervous as fuck. It was going to be my very first day at the Costello Architecture company. How could I sleep? But, that same sleep, the one I had been turning and expecting for hours? It stole me much later. When my eyes finally opened again, it was about thirty minutes past 6am. I jumped out of bed with a gasp and went around with brushing and bathing. There was no time to make or have breakfast as I grabbed my purse. I was out the door and hour later with only thirty minutes to arrive early to work. Adrian wasn't home when I left. I knew this because his car wasn't in the driveway. Thankfully, I made it early. I alighted the taxi at exact three minutes to eight. This gave me time to ride the elevator to the top floor. I was right on time. Morgan welcomed me. And my day started with her leading me down a bright hallway to a small office. The office had white

LYDIA Sleep was impossible. I spent the entire night on fire, every inch of my body strictly burning for Lucas. Every nerve ending in me was aware of the empty space beside me. Where he should have been. The night went by with me tossing and turning around in ever corner. All these while, I was busy with replaying the deep kiss with him over and over. I was a thin line away from touching myself and achieving the release I so needed. Even a cold bath didn't solve it. Finally I gave up at three in the morning and went downstairs for some water. The house was dark and silent and Adrian hadn't even been home in days. He was probably staying at Vanessa's. The divorce papers I had given him were still sitting on the kitchen counter exactly where I had left them weeks ago. Still unsigned by him despite my going ahead to file it without his consent. The bastard! Couldn't he just sign the damn dotted lines and allow me be? I was sure he could, but he sincerely