Leslie
As her palm connected with my cheeks, everyone’s eyes settled on me with shock apparent on their faces, including mine. I held my face with so much fury bubbling inside me, but I waited for Alex to do something that was evidently taking too long. He did nothing but stare out of shock before dropping the bags in his hands and grabbing her by her wrist. “You don’t just go about having what isn’t yours!” she yelled before Alex dragged her out of the house without saying a word to me. I just stood there, shocked without saying a word. I turned my head around, following them with my eyes as they stormed out of the room. I stood there in silence with tears pricking the corner of my eyes. I was in disbelief at what had just happened. Did Alex just drag her out without doing anything? Not even a word to me? “Do you need anything, ma’am?” the housekeeper which I had come to know as Lydia spoke, pulling me out of my thoughts. I sniffled back my tears before looking over at her and feigning a smile. “Can you show me my room, please?” I asked, feigning a smile as I slowly lowered my hand from my cheeks and she nodded with a broad smile. She picked up the bags from the ground and led the way up the stairs. The earlier encounter had not even made me realize how majestic this place looks. It looked like one of those graphic designs on the internet; looking too good to be true. We walked up the giant stairs and as my legs stood on each of the steps, a green light came on. I was amused and if my cheeks were not burning, I might have smiled. As we got to the room, I internally marvelled but my face did not fail to light up. The room alone looked bigger than my entire apartment and the lightning; it was just so perfect. I admired the interior decoration, although a minimalist approach was evident, which was not totally against my preference, but personally, I would still love some things to be put in place. “This would be your room, ma’am,” Lydia smiled as she walked to the closet to drop the bags while I still looked around the room. I saw a neatly placed robe on the bed and every other thing I would be needing including body lotion and other skincare products. “I tried to put everything in place since my boss told me a lady would be residing with us now.” Residing. Sounds heavy to my ears that my life was about to take a whole different turn. A turn where I get slapped by a random lady. Speaking of a random lady, she looks so familiar. “Who was that lady from earlier?” I asked and Lydia looked away nervously. “It’s fine. You can tell me,” I smiled, trying to reduce the tension between us. Lydia glanced over at my cheek which I knew was probably red before she spoke. “That was my Mr Cassel’s former secretary,” Then, it dawned on me where I had seen her. The realization made me want to puke. There had been several headlines as regards the two which was the reason he needed a new Secretary urgently. What have I gotten myself into?! “Does she come by often?” I probed further but Lydia looked like she was over the questions. “Ma’am. I really know nothing. I’m just a housekeeper,” she replied frankly and I nodded. “Sorry. Sorry,” I ruffled my hair. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have put you in a tight position like that,” I said and she nodded. “Thank you so much for the effort,” I said, waving my hand around the room. “Anytime,” she smiled before turning to leave. “Let me know if you need anything, ma’am. I’m Lydia, by the way, and I’m just across your room.” “I’m Leslie,” I retorted and she nodded. As she was about to turn the doorknob, I called back. “Lydia, do you know when Alex will be back?” “No, ma’am,” she replied plainly and I nodded. I was alone in the room now and I slowly slipped on the bed. I stared blankly ahead with tons of thoughts rumbling in my mind. I had no particular order to my thoughts. I got up from the bed and pulled my clothes before heading to the bathroom to have a bath; a deep cleansing from the day’s stress. After I was done, I lay on the bed, feeling more refreshed as I remembered Alex mentioned we would be going to an event the following day. I checked the time, and it was past midnight, but Alex wasn’t back, or at least, I had not heard any footsteps arriving. I stared blankly at the ceiling and a wistful of hot tears prickled at the corner of my eyes and soon rolled out to my temple. I shut my eyes and could feel the heaviness of my heart; it weighed on me, and I wished my life hadn't taken this turn. He had asked me earlier if I regretted my decision. I couldn't reply to that but right now, I feel like I was drowning in the world of regret. Does this really solve my financial problems? Do I really have no other choice but to go about sorting out my bills and help my mum? I let out a deep breath, but I could feel my eyes weaken, ready to succumb to the hands of the night slumber, when the suddenness of my phone buzzing made me jerk my eyes open. I groaned before stretching my hand out to reach for it. At first, I thought it was Alex but the screen appeared to be an unknown number. I furrowed my brow before picking up the call. “Hello,” I said as I pressed the phone against my ear. The caller was quiet for a while before finally speaking. “Hello, Leslie. This is Ethan. Ethan Hamilton. We met earlier today.”Alex“What on earth do you think you are doing here?” “Getting back what’s mine? Is that a bad thing?” she seemed unmoved as though she had not just assaulted someone a few seconds ago. I raked my hand through my hair and this was one of those times I wished I had long hair. She moved closer to me, too close that I could feel her breath fan my neck. It was a foreign feeling that I had tried to subside all of this time, but my body seemed to betray me. She pulled gently at my tie with her right hand while her left hand snaked through my nape, forming circles on my skin. I hated the fact that my body still wanted her. I hated that she still had this effect on me, and I hated the fact that my body still betrayed me against her touch. I shut my eyes, taking in the feeling her touch had on me, savoring every bit of it. I could feel her lean even closer, dangerously close that my body shivered against her movement. I opened my eyes to stare at her and our faces were only a few inches
LeslieThe cold morning breeze hit my face in a velvety, smooth touch, and my lips curled up in a soft, mild smile, which contrasted with how my first night at Alex’s place went. I had cried myself to sleep and though Ethan’s call had been a salve to my wounded heart, it still didn’t change the fact that I cried. I tucked strands of hair that danced with the breeze behind my ears but they kept flying to my face. “Isn’t that enough air for the day?” Ethan’s voice drew me out of my solitude. “Right,” I said, a little sad as I winded the glass back up. “No. I didn’t mean it that way,” he said, squeezing my thigh a little bit and I shot him an uncomfortable smile. “Okay,” I answered dryly, moving my thigh away from his touch and he chuckled. “You’re still trying to be faithful to him?” “I have no reason not to be,” he clenched his jaw and tightened his grip around the steering wheel before straining his lips in a thin line—what was supposed to be a smile. “Were you forced into th
LeslieAs I walked in, I could feel his eyes settle on me, heavy but I spared him no glance. I could tell the position he was in without looking at him—he had his back rested against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. He said no words to me and neither did I. I could feel my inside almost turning out. I walked past him but I could feel him cover up the distance between us as I tried to walk up the stairs with heavy strides. He grabbed me by my wrist, pulling me roughly against his chest and causing my hair to sway in the hair, roughly landing on my face. My chest pressed against his chest and with a grimace, I looked up at his face. His hand wrapped around my waist, firmly as though he was going to do anything but free me from his hold. Our eyes locked in a glare with none of us ready to stare down. His gaze on me was hard, dark, dangerous but readable. I could tell he was mad, so livid it was almost written on his forehead but I had no idea why he was mad. I was t
AlexI could feel the blood rush up to my eyes, almost budging out. The betrayed look in her eyes cast a shade of shame over me. I was furious at first. Seeing her smile with Ethan and letting him do as much as touch her. I was going crazy because she was mine, she was my woman. I was planning on telling her how cheap she was and how everyone could afford her. I was planning to say hurtful things to her but she caught my wings, making me helpless. Seeing her in tears broke my heart, her accusations were valid. I was an asshole and I had disrespected her. I was going to show her the picture of her and Ethan laughing away during breakfast— breakfast that was supposed to be with me, but when she showed me the picture of Mayla and me, my heart throbbed a billion times like a kid caught stealing candies. I watched her walk away from me. Just like I let everyone do. Just like I do some stupid stuff and let people walk away from me. I wanted to hold her back and go down on my knees to
Leslie“Forget I said that!” We hadn’t even built a bond, there was no connection between us. No feelings whatsoever. We haven’t known each other for that long. I was just lost in the moment, clouded by the lust surging through me. Resting my head on his chest while it was rising and falling against my action, allowing the water to slip down our bodies seemed to create a connection between us. It had blinded me, it felt like home and I haven’t felt like that in such a long time. I rushed out of the shower, grabbing a towel on my way out. As I got out of the bathroom and into the room, I stopped in my steps when I saw Lydia standing by the doorway. The sound of the shower stopped and soon, Alex stepped out, also stopping in his tracks at the sight of Lydia. The look on her face was readable. I could tell what she was thinking instantly. I knew she was disappointed in me. I knew she felt like I was cheap and would allow anyone in and out of me at any time. I knew she wanted to tel
Leslie“Your natural features are so beautiful,” the makeup artist said and I smiled. “Thank you,” Alex had spoken about delivering a dress for the event but he never mentioned a whole fashion team getting me dressed up. While a hairstylist worked on my hair, so did the makeup artist, the nail artist, and the designer figuring out the best dress to suit my makeup and hair. It was quite overwhelming but I guess it was a thing I needed to face, being in his world. While my hair was being pulled, so were my cuticles trimmed. I winced a bit while she filed my nail bed but then, the hairstylist pulled a strand of my hair. “Can you take it easy, please?” I said with a smile. “Sorry, ma’am,” they all said in unison and it made me wonder if there was a professional guide available to them all. After I was done with my nails, hair, and makeup, I stared at my reflection in the mirror and gasped at who I was seeing. I looked so beautiful that I could barely recognize myself. I guess that
AlexMy hands trembled against the glass cup, out of anger and I could almost feel its content spilling. “Are you okay?” Mayla asked, leaning ridiculously in. I gave no response as I locked eyes with Leslie who was standing next to Ethan. Her eyes darted to Mayla and something in her eyes looked hurt, betrayed just like they were this morning. I wanted to look away but I couldn’t, not when Ethan saw I was staring and still dared to wrap his hand around her waist. Then, they walked towards where we were sitting, hands on her waist. Something inside me throbbed but I had no idea what it was. My heartbeat raced faster and I could feel the blood in my veins rush up to my hand, balling up into a fist. “Look who we have here. Hey, Alex,” he said with a wild smile but that only made me clench my jaw. He pulled the chair out for her and she sat without hesitating while her eyes locked with mine. I could feel Mayla’s eyes almost boring holes into her skin. She wouldn’t look away even
LeslieHe wrapped his lips around mine. He pulled me so close to his chest as though I was his second skin. I wanted to push him away—I really wanted to. I wanted to hit him across the face and tell him how stupid he was for thinking he could win me over with just a kiss. But I did none of those, I embraced it. I took in the kiss like I had been waiting all my life for it. Like I couldn't wait to be devoured. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moaning against his lips as he slid his tongue into my mouth. I tilted my head to get the best angle of his lips, sucking on his lower lips and scrubbing his head. His hands moved lower to my butt, squeezing my butt cheeks and I moaned against my lips. “They feel so jelly-like,” he commented as he slipped his hand in through the slits on the sides. The feeling of his hands on my bare skin caused me to shiver a little bit, sending a wave of electric chills down my spine. The thought of him taking Mayla this way slipped through my mind and
Alex The knock sounded over and over again and I could feel my dick deflate like a balloon inside her. I frowned, and let out a rasped breath before pulling out of her. Her back was still arched against the sink and her ass was still popped out. The sight alone made me want to open the door and hit the intruder. The knock sounded again. “Who the fuck is that?” I asked in between gritted teeth before pulling my pants up and helping her with her panties as well. I kissed her on the lips, adjusting her dress for her before walking towards the door. “Who could it be?” she asked, disappointment evident on her face. “We’re about to find out!” I opened the door and saw Naynay, beaming with a smile. “Nay nay,” I called rather as a question. “There’s a young man downstairs who’s here for you,” I looked over at Leslie, who had a questioning look on her face, and spontaneously, my hand searched hers, holding her firmly. “Who?” She looked like she’d rather bite her tong
Leslie The clanking sound of cutleries filled my ears, causing my legs to curl in my shoes. “What do you do…?” One of the ladies asked, staring at Alex for obviously my name even though he had mentioned it earlier. So, I summoned the courage to speak instead. I sat up in my seat, dropping the cutleries that seemed to be burning my hands by now. “I apologize for Alex’s bad manners. He should have done a proper introduction,” I looked over at him with a mild smile. Alex’s mum looked up from her plate and her eyes settled on Alex and me with curiosity. “There are more introductions to be done?” his mum asked. Alex was going to speak but I placed my hand gently on his hands to stop him. I was ready to take control of this situation. “I mean, aside from the fact that I am his fiancee, I still do not know who these two lovely ladies are,” I could suddenly feel Alex’s eyes bore a hole in the side of my face. The tension seemed to have risen to a hundred percent and at that
LeslieI thought he was bluffing. I had mastered the act of slowly neglecting his words and acting like they meant nothing but this time, he meant every word he said, and now, we were on our way to his family. The flight took five hours before we finally arrived in LA where his family resides. I knew he was wealthy; I mean, everything about him screams that, but nothing in this world prepared me for the estate we had just driven into. It felt like a separate world entirely from what I was used to.At first, I had grown this in-depth boldness within me when he mentioned going to his family— I mean, I didn't believe he was going to do that but some part of me had that courage in case he was going to and now that it indeed happened, I could feel my inside churning out of anxiety. The drive within the estate was like a new journey on its own and we drove past several buildings that are annexed to the main building. Then, out of nowhere, I felt his hand over mine. I withdrew my face
Alex I wished she could just listen to me. I wished my words were not just so meaningless to her. We could have been the best couples during these two months. We could have made couples out there jealous. I could have even pretended that I loved her or that I was falling in love with her. I could have given her the world. I could have helped her beyond her imagination but she chose to defile me. She chose to go against my words. Two days. It had been two days since I last saw her, since I last spoke to her. I hated the fact that I had startled her like that. Her question just triggered something within me. I adjusted my tie and stared blankly at my laptop when my phone buzzed, pulling me out of my reverie. I darted my eyes over to the screen to check the caller and I sighed, resting my head in my palm. “Hey, May,” I said dryly and I could feel her smile. “You have been so distant, Alex. What’s going on?” “What do you mean distant? We stay in the same city,” “You k
Leslie I turned and twirled in bed, stretching and yawning under the duvet after a great night's sleep. I winced at the sweet pain I felt in literally every part of my body but it was all a pain that reminded me of the pleasure and satisfaction my body got the night before. That was one of the best and most fun sex I had ever had. He made me feel like a woman, he handled my body rightly and made me yearn for more. The way his kisses plastered on my skin and his touch, sent electric chills throughout my body. Oh, the flashback. I turned to the side of the bed but it was empty. A frown immediately formed on my face as I hurriedly sat up in bed. “He left me again? He left again??!!” I could feel the pile of anger swell up within me and I immediately yanked the duvet off my body. I was naked so I grabbed his shirt from last night that was on the ground, draping it on my body. I walked out of the room without minding how rough I looked and how messy my bum was. I strolled
LeslieHe wrapped his lips around mine. He pulled me so close to his chest as though I was his second skin. I wanted to push him away—I really wanted to. I wanted to hit him across the face and tell him how stupid he was for thinking he could win me over with just a kiss. But I did none of those, I embraced it. I took in the kiss like I had been waiting all my life for it. Like I couldn't wait to be devoured. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moaning against his lips as he slid his tongue into my mouth. I tilted my head to get the best angle of his lips, sucking on his lower lips and scrubbing his head. His hands moved lower to my butt, squeezing my butt cheeks and I moaned against my lips. “They feel so jelly-like,” he commented as he slipped his hand in through the slits on the sides. The feeling of his hands on my bare skin caused me to shiver a little bit, sending a wave of electric chills down my spine. The thought of him taking Mayla this way slipped through my mind and
AlexMy hands trembled against the glass cup, out of anger and I could almost feel its content spilling. “Are you okay?” Mayla asked, leaning ridiculously in. I gave no response as I locked eyes with Leslie who was standing next to Ethan. Her eyes darted to Mayla and something in her eyes looked hurt, betrayed just like they were this morning. I wanted to look away but I couldn’t, not when Ethan saw I was staring and still dared to wrap his hand around her waist. Then, they walked towards where we were sitting, hands on her waist. Something inside me throbbed but I had no idea what it was. My heartbeat raced faster and I could feel the blood in my veins rush up to my hand, balling up into a fist. “Look who we have here. Hey, Alex,” he said with a wild smile but that only made me clench my jaw. He pulled the chair out for her and she sat without hesitating while her eyes locked with mine. I could feel Mayla’s eyes almost boring holes into her skin. She wouldn’t look away even
Leslie“Your natural features are so beautiful,” the makeup artist said and I smiled. “Thank you,” Alex had spoken about delivering a dress for the event but he never mentioned a whole fashion team getting me dressed up. While a hairstylist worked on my hair, so did the makeup artist, the nail artist, and the designer figuring out the best dress to suit my makeup and hair. It was quite overwhelming but I guess it was a thing I needed to face, being in his world. While my hair was being pulled, so were my cuticles trimmed. I winced a bit while she filed my nail bed but then, the hairstylist pulled a strand of my hair. “Can you take it easy, please?” I said with a smile. “Sorry, ma’am,” they all said in unison and it made me wonder if there was a professional guide available to them all. After I was done with my nails, hair, and makeup, I stared at my reflection in the mirror and gasped at who I was seeing. I looked so beautiful that I could barely recognize myself. I guess that
Leslie“Forget I said that!” We hadn’t even built a bond, there was no connection between us. No feelings whatsoever. We haven’t known each other for that long. I was just lost in the moment, clouded by the lust surging through me. Resting my head on his chest while it was rising and falling against my action, allowing the water to slip down our bodies seemed to create a connection between us. It had blinded me, it felt like home and I haven’t felt like that in such a long time. I rushed out of the shower, grabbing a towel on my way out. As I got out of the bathroom and into the room, I stopped in my steps when I saw Lydia standing by the doorway. The sound of the shower stopped and soon, Alex stepped out, also stopping in his tracks at the sight of Lydia. The look on her face was readable. I could tell what she was thinking instantly. I knew she was disappointed in me. I knew she felt like I was cheap and would allow anyone in and out of me at any time. I knew she wanted to tel