Nathan:She left and I was alone in her office. I could still smell her scent. It clung to the room and invaded my nostrils. My head was filled with thoughts of her. I couldn’t get her out of my head. Nothing I tried ever worked. I had never had any woman the way I had her.I wasn’t a saint. After the death of my wife, Rose, I had dabbled in a few affairs here and there. I had been with women, I had made them feel things and they always came back, wet, soaking and begging for more.That’s what I felt for Enora in the beginning. Her innocence drew me to her and I was like a moth flying close to a flame. Getting to know her, having her beneath me, moaning and screaming, knowing that I was her first and I was the only one that had ever made her feel this was, it was… it was addictive. I wanted more. I wanted more of her.Now, I was so deep in that I had no idea how to pull away from her. I thought telling her that I didn’t love her would sever whatever ties I had with her, would make me
Enora:Anthony looped his arm through mine and pulled me through the sweaty crowd. I had never been in a place like this and it freaked me out how the men looked at me so hungrily. A few touched my arm, but I pulled away and tucked closer to Anthony.We reached the bar and there was a loud cheer.“Tony!”He smiled and I stood shyly by his side. I had seen all these faces at work before but I didn’t really get the chance to talk to them. I had spent the day fuming in my office because of Mr. Wright.“Yo, Tony, that’s the new girl? Right?”I waved. My hands shook as I held on tighter to my drink. Why did I feel so awkward?“Everyone, this is Enora, our new secretary. Enora, that’s Jay, from finance, Emily, from marketing, Luke, from Advertising, Gina, from the Legal team and Nicky, from tech and security.I waved at everyone. Nicky raised her glass to me and I did the same. Her appearance was… peculiar, almost goth-like. Did she come to work like that?“Yo, Nora,” Nicky called out, from
Enora:I grabbed my clothes and scrambled to the corner. Anthony was in the bathroom, standing face-to-face with the men. The one he kicked got off the ground and wiped his face with the back of his hand, his eyes widening with fury as he looked at the blood smear.“You bastard! You are going to pay for that!”I screamed and huddled closer under the sink. Anthony was kicked in the stomach and he reeled backwards, crashing against the wall and grunting.“Tony, what out!” I screamed and he raised his head just in time to see one of the men unfurl a right hook. He dodged it and the fist slammed right into the wall, where his head was formerly.My heart was pounding in my chest, my hands flew to my face. I could barely watch but at the same time, I was peeking through my fingers.Anthony was cornered. The men chuckled and closed in on him like lions cornering their prey.“You slippery little bastard. What’s the matter? Nowhere to run?”I felt faint. I could barely breathe. There I was, cr
Nathan:She stormed out and I was left alone with Anthony. My eyes bore into him.His face was bleeding. He was an absolute mess but I didn't care. Someone had done something. Men didn't just enter a bathroom to rape someone."What happened to Enora?" I demanded, my eyes narrowing in on him as he raised his hands and took a few steps back."I don't know. She said she needed to use the bathroom and I just pointed her in the right direction."I lifted an eyebrow."And these men?"I cocked my head towards the men that lay on the floor."She was taking too long, and I came to check in on her, and they had her cornered. I swear, I didn't touch her."I eyed him. Tony had been working with me for about two years. He wasn't a liar but something... Something seemed off with him."What did she drink?""What?"I scowled and took a step closer."My question was very clear. What. Did. She. Drink?"His eyes were shifty. He was hiding something."I dunno. We ordered a lot of drinks. I can't even rem
Enora"Anthony wanted to sleep with me and so what? Why do you care?"I glared at him as he arched his brows in surprise.I took a deep breath and got out of bed, my eyes furious and not leaving him as he looked at me in shock."Why do you care? You said you don't love me, that you can't be with me because of Bridget. I've accepted and I want to see other people. Why are you getting in the way?""Enora, he doesn't love you...""And neither do you," I scoffed angrily, folding my arms across my chest and rolling my eyes. "He is a male, he gets horny and he wants to sleep with me. It happens, Mr. Wright. If I didn't want to sleep with him, I would have told him and declined his chocolate. I don't need you looking out for me...""You almost got raped, Enora. I have to protect...""No, you don't!" I snapped, cutting him off and throwing my hands in the air in exasperation. "I was in good hands. Anthony came and saved me. I was fine, everything was fine but you rushed in, no questions asked
Enora:I felt tears prick the corner of my eyes. It felt so good to feel him inside me again. I gripped the sheets and allowed him to take me. I missed this. I missed him so much.He lowered himself on me, wrapped his fingers around my throat and fucked me harder.“You belong to me, Enora. You see how wet you are?–”He rammed in harder and I screamed his name.“–Good girl. Only I can make you feel like this. Not Anthony, not anyone. I own your beautiful body. You know it.”His words in my ears and the feel of his hard cock made my eyes roll into the back of my head. I loved it. I loved it so much. I needed more. I wanted more. Fuck! I missed this man.“More! Don’t… ahhhhhhnnn… Stop…”I felt him smile against my neck.“I never intended to. I want to remind t his beautiful body who it belongs to.”His free hand slipped under my shirt and teased my nipples. My toes curled, and my knees trembled beneath me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was going to…“Not yet, little one.”He stopped thru
Enora:Bridget shook her head and I was confused.“What’s wrong with Anthony? I think he is a nice guy.”Bridget made a buzzing sound and made an X with her arms. Her face was a frown and I was even more confused.“Enny, I know that you have a little trouble with men. You have weird taste. No offense.”I scowled.“Offense very much taken.”“Anthony is just kind of… starange,” she continued, ignoring me. “He used to hit on me when I go to my dad’s office and I just didn’t like his vibe.”“But he saved me tonight. I was almost raped in a bar and…”“Woahh! You siad what?”Bridget’s eyes were wide open and her jaw dropped to the floor. It tookk me ten seconds to realize that I had blurted out my eveing at the bar. Fuck! What was wrong with me. I wanted to be hush about it.“You were nearly raped at a bar and Anthony saved you?” she repeated, her face still pale with shock. There was no escaping the question this time.“Yeah, he did. Your dad came and then took me home after. It was a wei
Enora:I looked at him in shock. My jaw dropped and my eyes took him in."What exactly are you asking me?"He took a deep breath and took my hands in his. I wanted to pull away but I was too shaken. Was he really saying what I thought he was saying?"Enora, I... I want you. I want to, and I know you want me to. We can't... be a thing because of Bridget. She will be devastated. But we want what we want and I think this is the best arrangement."I felt tears flood my eyes. It was exactly what I was thinking. He wants to keep me a secret."No. I don't want that," I said, snatching my hand away, grabbing my bag and getting out of the car.As I stormed away, I heard him call out to me but I ignored him. Was that really how he saw me? As a whore? I should have known. Why was I so stupid not to have noticed?I reached the street and waited for a taxi. I heard the roar of an engine behind me and soon, his car was parked right in front of me."Enora, what are you doing? Get in.""No. You can g
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