Enora:“That wasn’t fair. If he wasn’t going to kiss me then he shouldn’t have…”I puffed up my cheeks angrily as I tossed my stuff into my purse.How could he tease me like that?A deep groan escaped my lips and I threw my head back in frustration like a toddler throwing a tantrum over some juice. I stood there, hoping and wishing that he would touch me but he had the audacity to turn around and throw all my hopes and desires in my face like it was some bad dream.I could still feel my legs shaking, weakening in his presence. I could still feel my body humming in tune with his but now, all that was gone in just a flash. Yeah, there was no way I was going to let something like that slide. He was going to get what was coming to him and I was going to make sure of it.I grabbed my purse and slung it over my shoulder. I just wanted to get home and hope that the plans that Bridget had for the housewarming party were not going to take too much time.As I walked out of the office, I pulled
Enora:“What is this?”I pulled out a pink vribrator from t he box and felt my ears burn. A smirk caught Eliot’s face and I felt even worse. Why did he have to be here? Why couldn’t Bridget just tell me about all this in my room. Why did her boyfriend have to watch. This was unfair.“W-Why did you get it for me?” I questioned, stunned at how cool she was and how she didn’t see that this was a bit messed up. It was completely messed up in fact.Why did Eliot have to be here? And now she was grinning at me as if this was perfectly normal.I hated that he was here. I knew what was going on in that filthy mind of his."Do you like it? It was Eliot's idea. He is so sexy and positive when it comes to women."What?! This made it ten times worse! How couldn't she see that this was not okay? Could she even hear herself now? Her boyfriend bought me a vibrator!"Uhmmm...""We heard you last night, Bridget. I mean, it's good to masturbate but I think this might help you a little better so that yo
Nathan:I stood there glaring down at her. I had been trying to reach her ever since I realized that she left the office it was all to no avail. If she was with Bridget, then I didn’t see the reason why she wouldn’t pick up the phone.“Why haven’t you been pivking up your phone?” I asked abain, my voice rumbling in anger but she was silent and whimpered fearfully.I moved her aside gently and let myself in. The living room was normal and there was no sign of…“Enny who was at the…”Bridget walked in and froze as soon as she saw me. The tension in the air thickened and we stood there, locked in each other’s gaze.“What are you doing here, Dad?” she asked with so much venom in her every word.Just as I was about to say something, Eliot came up behind her and I glared at him and then at Enora. She said that it was just going to be her and Bridget tonight. What the hell was she doing here?“Why is he here?” I asked, my voice dangerously calm though my eyes never shifted off hid face or hi
Enora:I didn’t need to see him to know that he was still in the room standing and looking at the mass I had become in bed, under the covers.Why did he have to be so overbearing all the time? His possessive nature gets sexy when we fuck but in real life, there are certain times I don’t appreciate it. When would he learn that and come to terms with it?A deep sigh escaped mhy lips and after what felt like an eternity, the door slammed shut and I was all alone.I couldn’t even cry anymore. Everything hurt and all I wanted to do was disappear into nothingness and probably be there for a while.In those few minutes, I saw my friendship with Bridget hang in the balance. She almost thought that her dad and I were working together to spy on her. I didn’t like Eliot and I knew he was bad for butthere had to be away that I could expose him without implicating myself.Going straight up to tell her would be like the drunk party all over again and she might feel thats I was telling her this beca
Enora:“No!”I pushed him away and made some space between the both of us. He couldn't just get me mad and expect me not to be angry anymore just because he wanted to kiss me.He was bewildered and he looked at me in shock and I took another sip of alcohol for more courage.Look, I am still mad at you and I am not going to allow some lousy kiss to erase the fact that what you did tonight was messed up. I asked you to leave but you're still here and I'm going to act like you're not here,” I announced defiantly.I don't the rest of my alcohol I set the glass on the table.“I am going to bed. Good night and if you even think of entering my room without permission like you did earlier, I'll be calling the cops.”With my head held up high and alcohol in my belly, I strode lazily up the stairs to my room. As soon as I slammed the door shut, I could feel the alcohol taking effect. My head throbbed sweetly and the room made circles beneath my feet. I flopped on the bed and felt my body being
Enora:“Why the hell would anyone in their right mind send a bouquet that is big enough to cover my desk? How many meadows did he have to destroy to get this many flowers?”I was dumbfounded and a little unsettled. If this wa Mr. Kane’s way of getting me to accept to go out to dinner with him that he was in for a real shocker.I exhaledand myu mind began the mental task of figurimg out a way t get thses flowers off mu desk before someone saw…“Hey, Enora. Oh my god!”I spun around and saw Anthony at the door. Sneakily, I hid the car behind my back and smiled warmly at him as he walked up to me.“Lovely morning, right,” I greeted, trying my best to keep it cool.He stopped beside me and stared at the flowers, his jaw slack and his eyes wide.“Who the hell got you this bouquet? It’s massive.”Before I could even say anything, he was already prunning through the petals for a note and in that time, I slipped te note into my bag.“I tried looking but there wasn’t a note anywhere. Maybe it
Enora:I finished up work for the afternoon and I packed up my stuff. My phone was in my hand and I searched the map for the restaurant that I had been sent by Anthony.It was somewhere in town. But it didn't show up on the map."Does this place even exist?" I grumbled, grabbing my handbag and walking to the door. "Maybe a taxi would... Ouch!"I rubbed my forehead and looked up angrily to see Mr. Wright standing right in front of me, blocking the door with his tall and muscular frame."How did you get in here? How come I didn't hear you?""Maybe you should keep your nose out of your phone a little and you might be able to know what goes on around you."I scoffed. Was that supposed to make me angry?"Thank you for the information. I'll be sure to keep it in mind next time."I tried to go around him but he stopped me with an outstretched hand and a vicious glance."I have somewhere I need to be, Mr. Wright. It's my break.""I am well aware, he growled, glaring at me and exhaling deeply,
Enora:Why could the ground just open up and swallow me? Why did I have to put up with stuff like this? All I wanted was a normal workday and a normal lunch without the hassle and the fear that something was going to go wrong every minute.“I just need a few minutes; I really choked hard and I need some time to recover.”Bridget left and I could finally. Lunch today was a bad idea and there was no way I wad going to be able to sneak out of this place.I guess I was going to have to just pull through this. With a deep breath, I puffed out my chest and walked out of the bathroom. As I walked close to the table my heart beat faste ran faster. Mr. Kane turned to look at me and a smirk stretched his lips. I had to think of something fast. I was determined to not spend an extra minute here.“Hey, I’m really sorry for the wait. I choked but I’m fine.”“Well, that is good to hear,” Mr. Kane purred, “I thought that you were asthmatic and I asked Bridget to give you my spare inhaler. It used to
Enora:“What the hell is going on?” I demanded, standing up from the sofa and staring at Anthony with hate and suspicion.He stood up as well and walked towards me, smiling wickedly as he took me in with lust and disdain.“You had to have known that this was coming, Enora,” he said darkly, chuckling dryly and looking to the door as if he expected someone to come in.“You know, there's just something about you in the office that just doesn't seem to sit well with me.”I backed away, trying my best to increase the distance between the both of us. “Stay away from me!” I yelled, but Anthony’s laughter just continued to become more sinister. Where the hell was George? He should have realized that something was amiss by now.“If you're thinking about your buff gardener, just know that he was incapacitated a few minutes ago. He won't be coming to your aid, Enora.”My heart skipped a beat. What was happening? How the hell did I end up this deep in trouble? Who was he? Was he even the real An
Enora:Nicki took centre stage and called for a game of charades. Everyone began to pair up in twos. Luke was still with Emily, Jay was with Gina, Eliot opted out of the game and surprisingly, Anthony paired up with me. I was a little uneasy as he sat next to me. We weren’t on speaking terms but at least he wasn’t mad enough to detest me and avoid me like I was the black plague. “Alright, I believe you all know the rules of this game. The first team to guess gets a point. No cheating and no trying to make your teammate win by using any funny hand signs. G, you’re up.”Gina took the stage and pulled a paper from the hate. She looked at it and made a face. I could only imagine what the hell she picked.Soon she raised her hands above her head and began to bend in the funniest way. The crazy guesses commenced.“Line!”“Straight!”“Balloon guy!” She shook her head and lowered her hand. She imitated someone who was drawing and went back to her first action. “You are an artist! Decaprio
Enora:There was a heavy silence in the room. All eyes were fixed on Eliot, on one knee, holding out a ring. Bridget was dumb dumbfounded. For a few minutes, she was unable to say anything and I couldn’t blame her. This was a shock to all of us. Eliot had just cheated on her and now he was trying to propose to her. “Bridget, please say something.”Bridget said nothing as was still staring at the ring in disbelief, like it was all part of a dream, that her ex-boyfriend of just a day ago was proposing to her.“Bridget, I…”A resounding slap filled the room and everyone’s hands flew to their mouths and gasps rippled inthe room. I was stunned. Bridget was not a fighter and she wasn’t one to lose her head over things but I could understand her reaction to this.“You cheated on me with some girl named, Vanessa, and now you have the audacity to show up to this party uninvited to prose to me?! How stupid are you? How stupid do you think I am?”Her voice was raised and was shakey. I wanted
Enora:It was 6:45 pm. The guests were going to be here any moment from now. I was dressed and so was Bridget. It also turned out that her yelling on the phone was beneficial. The bakery was able to deliver just in time. The macrons were perfect, I didn't want to seem greedy but I had had my eyes on them all day since they arrived. I had even tried to snatch one but eagle-eyed Bridget had caught me just before I could pick one off the tray. She had also made a call to Choi’s and they promised to bring some food. Bridget put it all on her tab and I was so grateful to her. This party wouldn’t have been a success without her. By 7:00 pm sharp, the first guests arrived. There was a knock at the door and I opened it to see Gina standing there all dolled up in a beautiful black dress. It had been a while since I saw her but I could tell that she was in good spirits. I took it that she got the memo from Mr. Wright and that she was innocent. I was happy that she was back to her beautiful
Enora:"Enny, who is at the door?” Bridget called from inside. I was too ashamed to say anything and Anthony came inside behind me. I didn’t need to see his face to know that he was pissed. His smiley and carefree attitude had vanished into thin air and he was icy and distant.“Hey, Tony,” Bridget said with a smile but her smile quickly vanished and she looked at me with shock. Her eyes were everything but there was no way that I could tell her what was going on as well. She was just as involved as she was. “I’ll go and get the ladder from George. You two can decide where to hang the banner.”She left–I really wished she didn’t–I was alone with Anthony. He came to stand in front of me and I forced my head up to look at his heated expression.“What the hell, Enora,” he said roughly, his voice just a few shades away from a yell. I have been trying to reach you for almost three days. You just ghosted me. No calls, texts, voice notes and to make matters worse, you wouldn’t even return a
Chapter 213Enora:There was a knock at my door and my phone dropped from my hand. I looked at the time, it was still very early in the morning. It had to be Bridget. As I opened the door, she stood there in a very unfashionable top and a pair of dark purple sweatpants.Compared to yesterday, she was in a much better mood and she wore a warm smile on her face.“Hey, I hope you're ready because we're going to be very busy today,” she said excitedly and she entered my house.She was clutching a little bag, her hair was tied in a messy ponytail. It was one of those rare sights, seeing Bridget unfashionable and unkempt in the morning. Even when her hair was a messy sight, she was still so pretty.As she entered my living room, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.“Are all these for the party?” She asked, heading over to my centre table.“Yeah, I also bought a few things for myself. Turns out I'm running out of shampoo.”She reached for my hair and ruffled it playfully. “Of course, you
Chapter 212Enora:Saturday came faster than I had expected. I even slept in. Bridget and I had been on the phone for so long, last night that we both fell asleep on each other during the call. I was still trying to roll out of bed when my phone began to ring. I grabbed it sleepily and saw that it was Bridget.“Hey girl,” I said with a yawn as I pressed the green button. “How are you?”“Good,” she replied even though she was just as sleepy as I was. “I’ll be coming over to your place soon. Get out of bed so that we can get this party started.”I chuckled sleepily. “You’re still in bed too. Don't call the kettle black.”“I am certainly not calling any pots or kettles black,” she argued playfully. “Get out of bed sleepy bones. We have a lot to do.”The call ended and I got out of bed. The floors were cold and my toes curled as soon as they touched them. A thought immediately forced me awake and I hurried to the bathroom. As soon as I closed the doors behind me, I pulled down my trou
Chapter 211Enora:The preparations for the housewarming party began and Bridget was feeling a whole lot better. Her once pale face had brightened up, and she had a splash of colour on her cheeks due to the excitement. Planning parties and events always helped cheer up and I was happy that I gave this to her to do.“This is beautiful,” she commented, looking at the list in her hand and the room around her. “You had managed to prepare to make the workload easier for tomorrow morning.”“I'll hit you up in the morning tomorrow and we can finalize the preparations. I know you said you wanted to cook but I think I'd be more comfortable in bringing in external catering.”I didn't say anything; I wanted her to prepare the party how she saw fit. As much as it was my housewarming party, I knew that because of what had happened with Eliot, she needed this one or anything.“I'll be fine with whatever you decide,” I said with a smile. “Just forward me whatever changes in the plans you have made
Enora:Just as the words left Bridget's mouth, she burst into a fresh round of tears. I looked at her in disbelief, trying my best not to seem unsympathetic. Eliot was an asshole and I wouldn't put it away from him that he could pull something like this.“It's okay, Bridget. There's no need to cry. He wasn't worth your time anyway.”I hoped my words would provide some comfort for her but how wrong I was.Her tears only intensified, and before I knew it, she was taking a new round of tissues, and the pile on my centre table continued to grow.“I'm so embarrassed, Enora. I should have listened to you. I should not have trusted that bastard in the first place,” Bridget lamented, her voice hoarse from all the crying. I patted her softly on the shoulder.“There is no need to beat yourself up about it. Everyone makes mistakes…”“But I shouldn't have made this kind of mistake,” she snapped back, whipping her head around to look at me. Her eyes were terribly puffy and swollen and her mascar