Susan Strong Novels & Stories

She made up her mind not to show any weakness, after all, he was the one that came searching for her to come back to work because she had already given up hope of working with his company. Under normal circumstances, Susan ought to be showing off her most gentle and pretty side, just like other women that had an encounter with Richard would have done. They would adjust their outfit and their makeup a thousand times before Richard came to speak with them. Some of them were even wild enough to make all sorts of body adjustments right in front of him. But not Susan. Her indifference was alarming. She had an exterior as cold as ice and as hard as iron as if she looked forward to nothing exciting

It was weird. It was weird that the same woman who would always tell me to tolerate Darius was the same woman who had driven a dagger into my chest. All the times that I suspected that Darius had another woman, Susan would always chastise me for not trusting him— She was the other woman. Whispering in my ear, Susan said. “Do you also want to know another interesting fact?” Shivers ran through my spine and dread settled at the pit of my stomach as her words resounded in my head.