Enora:
The scent of my bubble gum lip gloss wafted into my nose as I reapplied it on my lips, staring at my reflection through the windshield of a black SUV. I was nervous as hell to meet my new employer. What if I did terribly? What if he didn't like me? It was my first day and I was already going on a thirty-day trip with him armed with only the location of the business trip and nothing more. His assistant had been involved in an accident just two days ago and Bridget, my best friend, had talked to her father about my need for a job. I needed the job to help me pay off my student loan and I had gotten an email that same night saying I had to prepare for a thirty-day trip the next day as his assistant. I had been sent his schedule and everything but I still wasn't completely sure what I was to do. This was my first time working for a billionaire and I was both nervous and petrified. I didn't even know what he looked like yet and what he even was like, Bridget never spoke so much about her father, I just knew that he was rich, not that it mattered either way. I had a job that could help me pay off my student loan, that was all I cared about. I made my way into the airport waiting room and looked around, trying to find him. I found a man who looked like a chauffeur with my name on a black card waved at him and made my way towards him. "Hi, I'm Enora Lopez,” I pointed at his card with a nervous smile. "You must be Cain," I said, remembering his name from the details I had gotten from the email I had been sent last night. He gave me a once-over before gesturing for me to follow him. The butterflies that had been lightly running around my stomach increased their movement and I shook in both excitement and nervousness as I followed the man. "You are a little late." The chauffeur said as we advanced further into the airport. "Yes, I know I'm sorry. There was a lot of traffic on my way here." I explained. It wasn't a complete lie but I wasn't about to tell him that I'd had a running stomach due to my nervousness. "Mr Wright is not going to like that." The man mumbled and my stomach twisted. Of course, on the first day of work, I had managed to fuck it up. Bridget had gone through a lot of corners to get me this job with her father and I didn't want to disappoint her and make her look stupid after her help. "I know and I'm sorry." I apologized "Is there any way I can make it up to him?" The man suddenly burst out laughing, "Relax, I was just pulling your legs. He just arrived about a minute ago." I let out a sigh of relief and chuckled. "Funny guy," I said to him but he didn't laugh. We passed the gate to the airport and made our way towards a private jet that had Wright 's flight written on it. "Go in." Cain gestured for me to go up and I nodded. "Thanks for your help," I waved at him and proceeded to climb the stairs. I walked into the plane and gasped at the coziness of it. This was the first time I had been in a private plane and I had to say it already felt like I'd have a good flight An air hostess came out of the cabin behind me and beamed at me. "Miss Lopez, welcome, you may sit. Mr Wright will be with you shortly." She said before walking away and passing through a door to the back. I took my seat and appreciated the view. "Miss Lopez," a thick, baritone voice called my name from behind me and I jumped, startled by the voice. I looked back and my breath caught in my lungs as I stared at the most handsome fucking man I had ever seen in my life. Brunette hair, brown eyes, and a square jaw greeting with somewhat of awe in his eyes. He looked like sex on a stick and was exactly my type. There was an intimidating aura about him that made me want to run in the other direction. He looked like he could kill you with a snap of his finger and also like he could fuck too. "Do you speak?" He suddenly asked and it only made me realize that I had been staring at him like a love-struck puppy for an uncomfortable amount of time. "Um, y…yes. I'm looking for Mr. Wright,” I said, still staring at him. How could somebody be so hot! "You are looking at him." He uttered dryly , "Have a seat," he said, walking past me like I was simply an inconvenience to him. His cologne wafted into my nostrils and the need to smell him overwhelmed me. I blinked at him. He didn't look a day over thirty-three. When did he father Bridget? when he was thirteen? His piercing eyes accessed me like I was a delicious-looking piece of cake and I shifted on my feet. It didn't occur to me that I had been staring at him like a dog in heat until he looked up at me. "Are you going to sit?" He asked, his voice icy cold, and unfriendly. Why did everything he did feel like a sexual move? I shook my head and instantly came back to reality. "Yes, of course…" I moved my legs and pulled out the chair. I could feel his eyes on me every step of the way. I plopped down on my chair but I had missed my balance, instead of the chair, my ass hit the handle of the chair and I crashed to the ground. "Shit!" I cursed, wincing at the pain. I looked up to find that he wasn't even looking at me but at his laptop. I caught a brief movement of his eyes on me but it only lasted half a second before going back to his work. Quickly, I scrambled up to my feet and took my seat. This time making sure I was sitting correctly. I took a peak at him, he was clad in a white short sleeve shirt which looked a little too small for him and it magnified his strong arms and huge chest. Two buttons on his shirt were left undone, giving him this casual business man look. The pilot announced his departure and I finally relaxed into my chair. The atmosphere in the cabin was charged. The butterflies in my stomach had doubled now. After twenty minutes of awkward silence, I broke the silence. "Mr. Wright , is there something I can help you with?"I asked, my palm sweaty as I waited for an answer but he didn't give me an answer. A part of me thought he'd not heard me so I asked again and just like before there was no answer. I started to feel like my lateness had contributed to his silent treatment. I looked away only to hear him start to speak but into the intercom. "Lydia? Yes, come out here." A second later, the air hostess that I had met earlier came out of the cabin at the back. "You called sir?" She asked. "Yes, get Miss Lopez something to eat and drink," "Yes sir." The hostess said and turned to me. "What would you like to eat, Miss Lopez?" "Uh, whatever you have available is fine. Thanks." "Of course. Champagne?" She asked for drinks. "Yes, please. Thank you." "Of course," she smiled and made her way into a room in the corner. "Relax, Miss Lopez, you look about ready to fly out of the plane. Lydia will be ready with your food in a minute." It was the third time he'd spoken to me. "Thank you, um sir, for the concern." What the fuck was I saying. Why did this man make me so fucking nervous! Thanks for your concern. Stupid! I facepalmed myself. Bridget really should have told me her father looked like sex on a stick, I would have been way more prepared if she'd said that but then again I had gotten the job offer and the job yesterday. He didn’t respond to me but instead went back to using his laptop. The air hostess appeared ten minutes later with a glass of champagne and a plate of pasta. I thanked her and she walked away. I sniffed down the food. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until now. I stretched my hands to drink some champagne but I missed my mark and the glass fell to the ground, champagne spilling everywhere. I winced, wanting the ground to swallow me then and there. I took a quick peek at Mr. Wright and he was staring at me with zero expression on his face. He glanced back at his laptop and something that looked like a smirk appeared on his lips. "You are a bit clumsy, I hope this will not be a recurring event during important meetings." "N...no, sir." I replied, my face burning up with embarrassment.Enora:The plane landed and I sighed in relief.We were finally here!Mr. Wright immediately stood up and made his way down the plane.I stood up too, threw my bag over my shoulders, and followed him down the the plane, waving at the blonde-haired hostess.Two heavily built men wearing all black and dark shades walked up to Mr. Wright once he was finally on the ground and greeted him with a little bow.They glanced up at me briefly and nodded at whatever Mr. Wright said to them.“Right this way sir," one of them with curly brown hair said and Mr. Wright followed them. I followed closely behind him and slipped into the back seat of the black SUV with him and watched as the men I assumed were security slipped into the driver's side and passenger seat and drove.How the hell does Bridget act like a normal person when she’s not? I know about her shopping habits but the rest of the rich girl's attitude is unseen or unheard.The sound of a phone ringing startled me and I glanced at Mr.
Enora: Shit, shit. What the hell was I doing? That was so fucking embarrassing. I facepalmed myself. You need to fucking get a grip, Enora! I yelled at myself. This is your big break, you can't afford to lose your job, yes, your boss is hot but he's also your best friend's father. Get that through your head. I spent the next couple of minutes trying to pep talk myself into facing my boss one more time. I wondered if he'd noticed that I had been waiting for him to kiss me. I was still trying to get myself in the kind space when my phone rang. It was an alarm that I had set. It was time to go. I quickly called the driver and asked if he was downstairs. He was. I opened the door and found Mr. Wright in front of my door about to knock. "Sir," I said a little too loudly. "Your um, 10.0 clock meeting is…" "I know, is Fredrick here now?" He asked. "Yeah, he is downstairs." "Good, hurry up and let's go." He said, I nodded, took my bag from the couch, and followed him out
Enora:"Oh my God, I'm so sorry sir," I pleaded, my cheeks flaming hot in embarrassment as I tried to dust out the hot liquid with paper towels from his crotch area.What the fuck is wrong with you Enora?I scolded myself.This was the fourth time I had embarrassed myself in front of him. At this rate, I was going to get fired."I'm so sorry sir, I can get it dried if you just give me a second. I didn't mean to…"I looked up at my boss expecting an annoyed look only to be met by a heated and intense stare directed at me.My breath caught at the intensity in his eyes, my hands still pressed against his crotch.A tension settled between us and I could feel my heart start to race at his intimidating yet sexually charged aura.He groaned out loud in response to the pressure of my hands against his sex. I felt his erection suddenly start to grow under my palms and I gasped. "I'm so sorry, sir…I didn't mean to," I stuttered and quickly pulled my hands away but I hadn't gotten far when he p
EnoraI found my hands shaking. My tongue was tied as I stared into the beautiful brown eyes of this man towering in front of me.He wanted more. He really wanted more. This had to be some kind of dream, an illusion.He stepped away from me, and I was finally released from my daze and looked at his watch.“I suppose we should get going. I wouldn’t like to be late for my meeting with Mr. Gonman.”I didn’t find words to say and settled on a nod. I turned heel to leave his room and felt him grab my arm. My heart skipped another dangerous beat and my blood pressure sky-rocketed. This was all too much on my second day.“Think about what I said, Enora. As a businessman, I don’t like my proposals pending for too long.”He let go of me and walked past me, his broad shoulders brushing me lightly as he left the room. My body around this man always went haywire. I thought he thought me to be clutz and now he was asking for more.No. This wasn’t the right time to wrap my head around this. This wa
Enora:The meeting with Mr. Gonman was finally over. Mr. Wright went to attend to more urgent business and left me alone in the meeting room with the new dates for the rescheduled meetings he was to have with his other clients.I was grateful to be away from his pressing gaze. I could actually think a little better for once since I got this job. As I filled in his calendar, my mind traveled to his kiss. I shuddered as I remembered the way his tongue made love to mine. He tasted musky and refreshing, like crisp Italian wine. I closed my eyes and could hear his deep groans against my lips.“I don’t know if you want more, but I do and I will only touch you with permission.”His words made me shiver. He would touch me only if I permitted him to.I sighed. Why did this feel wrong? What was I even saying? This was wrong! This was Mr. Wright! The father to my best friend, Bridget! She got me this job, cut corners for me to be the personal assistant to her fucking, handsome, stinking-rich d
Enora:I sat in the living room and my heart skipped a beat. The elevator made a pinging noise and I heard footsteps approaching the door. I took a deep breath and smoothed my skirt. It was time. Soon, I would see Mr. Wright, and he would give my clumsy self my flight ticket out of here, and I could go and tell Bridget what a failure I was.I heard a keycard swipe and the door opened. I was met with the familiar imposing gaze of Mr. Wright and I stood up from the sofa immediately. His aura filled the room and I could feel his eyes baring down on me in tons. My body was quaking and I struggled to get the words to string correctly.“Enora…”“I apologize for my behaviour, Mr. Wright. This is my first job and… and I didn’t mean to be such a clumsy fool. I broke the company laptop I was given and I know that it costs a lot of money. I am ready to foot the cost of it and be sent home. I am very sorry I let you…”“Enora, look at me.”I raised my head and his brown eyes locked on to me. I gas
Enora“Your Italian is beautiful, Enora and it came just in time as well.”He took a sip of his wine and put another forkful of lobster meat in his mouth. I never thought that I would ever be so jealous of cutlery. I took a sip of my wine as well.The evening had progressed so well. I never thought that there would be a time in the world that I wouldn’t be shaking in my boots and gawking at the Adonis sitting in front of me.For someone as imposing and rich as he was, he had a good sense of humor, and it was amazing to hear him laugh at my jokes. Even I didn’t think that they were funny.“I will be meeting with an Italian client in a few days. I was looking to pay for an outside translator but I believe that you will do perfectly.”I nearly choked on my wine as soon as he made his proposal. He wanted a clumsy person like me to translate for him while he spoke to a business client.“I… I think that it would be best that you hire a professional translator.”He set his glass down and tho
Enora:He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him. I was crushed against his muscular chest and the warmth of his skin seeped into mine. I had never imagined that I would be this close to him.“You have no idea how long I have been waiting for that answer."His lips claimed mine and my body surrendered to him. His touch was electrifying and my skin welcomed his fingers.His tongue was soft as it invaded my mouth and made love to mine. I could still taste the lobster and wine we had this evening. It tasted much better off his.“Enora…”He groaned against my lips and hoisted me up. My legs wrapped around him and I felt my soaking pussy even closer to his groin. He moved his hips and his erection rubbed against me, pressing pleasurably against my throbbing sex. I let out a moan that was sucked into his mouth. I was all his.He moved to the bed and lay me down while he took off my heels, kissing my calves and sucking my toes. The sensation shot through my legs and I moaned and g
Enora:Anthony stood there looking at me expectantly while my heart beat hard in my chest. I was just going to have to say it. I’m sure he could find another place to stay.“I don’t think you can. I have something that I want to attend to this evening and it’s very important and personal. I’m really sorry.”The words were heavy and as I spoke them, I saw his face get less and less cheery till his lips were a line and his eyes were dimmed for any hope and expectation.“Oh, I see. Well, thank you anyway.”He left and an awkward tension was left in the air. I took a deep breath and rested my head on the desk. This felt so strange. The butterflies I had felt when I saw him, when I talked to him, disappeared as soon as Mr. Wright came over yesterday and they have been gone since then.I actually thought that I was attracted to Anthony in some way but it looked like it was all a fluke now. Urgh… Why did I have to be so pathetic?I continued to type at my keyboard, watching the hours tick by
Enora:I hurried to my office, clinging my laptop to my chest and breathing through my mouth. I expected that he would be angrier, but he wasn’t. I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed or not.The thing was that I did think of using my PTO but I wanted to get a reaction from him. The way he acted so prickly and cool when he came around yesterday was unsettling. The way he handed me the envelope and acted like he was above Anthony and me together shook something inside me and well… I guess I was looking for a reaction and this was my chance to get one. My chance to prove that he still had some feelings for me and that he did care about what I did with Anthony but I got nothing.He didn’t even ask if Anthony slept over yesterday. The old him would do that, his eyes wide and furious at even the thought.Anthony did want to stay over, but I asked him to leave because we had work the next day. We had a good day together, strolling and going to the park, but it was different, and no matter how
Nathan:As I walked out and the door shut behind me, I felt my anger threaten to unravel. I took deep and heavy breaths, my fingers curling in and out of a fist, trembling and desperate to punch something.She had barely moved in and yet he was fluttering around her like a fruitfly. I saw the way he looked at her… that hand around her waist as if he had laid claim to her.Never!I saw her face, her body, I read her trembling lips and shifty eyes. She hated his touch, but I didn’t know why she didn’t take it off her.I took a deep breath and allowed my hands to hang freely at my side. I had to pull myself together. She wanted this; she wanted to be alone. She didn’t want me hovering around her and invading her personal life, and I was determined to keep to it, to respect it, even if it meant watching her being taken from me by that bastard.If she was mine, no one would lay a hand on her.Tch… I didn’t even want to accept that Anthony owned her. It felt like blasphemy.“George?” I call
Enora:My voice was trapped in my throat. This would have been the perfect time for the ground to open up and swalow my but it didn’t.“Mr. Wright, good morning,” Anthony said politely, handing his out for a shake.Mr. Wright glared at the hand and time in the universe came to a halt.“Good morning, Enora, Anthony. May I come in?”Anthony put his hand down and slid it back into my pocket. His arm was still around my waist when I stepped aside and let Mr. Wright in. Alarms were still going off in my brain, every fibre of me was screaming at me to take Anthgony’s hand off but the damage had been done. It was too late now.As Mr. Wright came in, his eyes surveyed the living room while I held my breath. What was he looking for? Did he not like the changes to the place?It took a while but finally, his eyes stelled on the table where is scented candle lay. My heart stopped for a moment as I watched him walk towards it and pick it up.“You didn’t burn it?” he asked, not taking his eyes off
Enora:I stood there, dumbfounded, my jaw slack as I stared at the unwanted visitor that had graced my new condo on a sunday morning. gradualy, my surprise morphed into anger. My hands fell to my side, balled into a fist and trembling slightly. What was he even doing here? Did Bridget know that he was here?Just as I was about to slam t he door shut in his ugly, smug face, he stepped in, pushing past him and letting himself in the living room.“I see you have finally got yourself settled in. Lovely.”“Get out Eliot,” I snapped. “You aren’t supposed to be here.”He turned, smiling at me, his eyes searching my face and my body with a hunger that made my skin crawl in disgust.“Easy, sweetie. I only came because I left my wallet.”My eyes made big sarcastic circles in their sockets. The old ‘I forgot my wallet’ scheme. That was the oldest trick in the book. I can’t believe Bridget would fall for that. What did he do to her?!“Your wallet isn’t here. Eliot,” I said angrily, heaving a sigh
Enora:I survived my first morning in a gigantic house. The bed felt cold and even with the sheets changed, I could still smell him, his cologne, my juices when he spanked me. I loved it and now I was here, thinking about him.A groan escaped my lips as I turned in my large bed. I told him I wanted to be alone and now, I was complaining and wishing he was here. How pathetic could I get?"Miss Lopez, are you awake?"Fiona called from the other side of the door and I sat up. I wondered what time it was."Yes."The door opened and a smile was spread over her kind old face."Good morning. Breakfast is ready and I need to know if there is anything you need me to do?""No. It's still supposed to be your weekend off. You can go home and spend the rest of the day. I'll see you tomorrow."She opened her mouth but closed it immediately after and nodded.She left and I was alone with my thoughts.I grabbed my phone that lay on the bed side table. It was past 8 am. I had never slept in so late, e
Enora:I watched Anthony and Emily leave and just as they drove out of the gates, the rain began to fall. Not a soft drizzle but a torrential downpour with blustering winds that blew the plants and hedges strongly to the side.Without wasting time, I dashed inside and closed the door behind me before rain could invade the living room.Fiona was already working to get all the windows closed and I joined her.“Miss Lopez, don't worry yourself. You just got here and you need some rest. How about you get yourself settled in while I make dinner for you? I am sure you must be famished.”I really wanted to help but I knew that arguing with her wasn’t going to get me anywhere. I knew that she was just trying to do her job. And come to think of it, I was really tired.With nothing else to do and I load of things scattered in the living room, I guess my best option was to get it all sorted out as soon as possible. I grabbed the lightest thing and hoisted it up the stairs to my room.Each step f
Enora:I continued to cough and Bridget rushed to my side patting my back and getting on her knees.“Enora, are you all right? What is going on? Why are you coughing?”I lifted my head and I was in all of my own acting skills. I have no idea how I was able to get tears to come out of my eyes.I had Elliot where I wanted him to be. All I needed to do was to tell Bridget that her boyfriend was trying to get with me again just like you did those years ago and she would break off with the asshole. I didn't understand what she saw in him anyway and he had proven more than once that he didn't deserve her and I was not going to let her sit back and make the same mistake over again.I'm fine, it's just that...Was I really going to do this? What if I told Bridget about her boyfriend and she didn't believe me just the way she didn't believe me when the incident first occurred? Was I really willing to take that risk?"...Got a face load of dust bunnies and they are making me cough. I must be al
Enora“Anthony! Emily!”They came up the stairs and greeted me with a big smile. Emily was in a good mood today. She was jumpy every day but today was a little different. I guess she and Luke had a great time last night.“Oh my goodness! Good evening Sir. It is a pleasure to meet you.”Mr. Wright offered Emily his hand she shook it eagerly. My heart was racing. He smiled politely but I knew he wasn’t looking at her. His eyes were slightly above her head was were locked in a gaze with Anthony, who stared back unafraid.Yeah, I couldn’t take this anymore. Things were getting too dicey for comfort.“Okay, let’s get this packing started,” I blurted out, breaking the eye contact between Mr. Wright and Anthony before the room spontaneously combusted. “We still have to meet Bridget to get the rest of my things from there.”Emily hurried into my room and squealed.“Oh my god! You have Harry Potter!”I smiled nervously, grabbed Anthony and pulled him away from Mr. Wright. Well, I knew one thin