Chapter 16.2: Not A Date

Cecilia

“Isn’t that enough?” he asked the last time we spoke, with disgust in his voice.

He thought I wanted too much from him.

And yet he took everything I had to give. My services as a personal assistant, personal chef, dry cleaner, caterer. My loyalty and devotion. My body.

I even moved to be closer to him when I first started working at AtCap, and it’s expensive to live in this part of the city. It crossed my mind that I could move now to somewhere more affordable, but I’ve grown pretty attached to my modest but beautiful little apartment and the gorgeous downtown skyline view I’ve got from my bedroom window.

Anna’s call started me thinking about all the things I’ve poured money into for Emeric’s sake. The laundry, the food, the gas I spend going to and from his place all the time. I have to admit, I’d be in much better financial shape if I hadn’t done all that.

It’s almost funny that Serena thinks I’m a gold digger. She has no idea how much money I’ve spent on services for Emer