Does Falling In-love Make People prone To Bad Incidents?“And I insist that I am good and there is no need moving the flight two days ahead. We are done with what we came here to achieve, I don't see the need to keep being here when we could be in New York doing better things with our time.” I protested strongly to my boss's opinion about us sticking around in Athens incase of my skin flaring up. But I honestly felt pretty solid and just laying in the bed made me feel like I was in a covalence state. My boss, however, was not seeing my point of view.“Well, I think, you should still stay. There is no rush in getting back to New York after all this trip was supposed to be for a week.”“It doesn't matter. I just feel useless lying in bed. I'd rather be in the office working than lounging around.”“Why does that sound like something I would say?” He narrowed his eyes in slits and peered at me from them.“What can I say other than I learnt from the best?” I said and smiled broadly at him.
I Think My Heart Now Beats For Him.“Don't come any closer, else I will scream.” I said as I willed my voice not to shake even though my palms were clammy and shaking terribly as I sat on the floor. One thing about someone who is threatening you is that their ego inflates even more when they think you are scared of them. So, even though my hands were clammy, my heart was beating rapidly against my chest, sweat was trickling slowly down my forehead, I still willed myself not to show him that fear in my voice.“V, my darling, you can scream all you want. No one is going to hear you. Everyone has gone home, so what are the chances someone is going to hear you?” He bent down slowly and looked me in the eyes. His eyes held such vile things that I couldn't even voice and I knew I had to help myself by standing up. I tried to get up, but I felt a sharp pain on my right leg and I knew that I either sprained something or broke something. I hoped it was the former, not the latter.“How didn't I
Are You Certain Your Boss Doesn't Have Feelings For You?“So, now you are calm, do you want to tell me what happened? Or you don't want to talk about it? Either ways is fine by me. I just want you to be okay, that's all that matters to me.” He asked me after my tears dried up. I was feeling weak and weary after crying my eyes out, but I felt relatively better.“I'm sorry I ruined your shirt and possibly got snot all over it.” I laughed nervously as I tried using tissue to wipe his shirt. But he held my hands and lowered it to my laps. “There are numerous shirts in my closet. Trust me when I say that this shirt is not my problem.” He assured me.“But it's all wet and soggy. I just feel like...” I stopped and laughed nervously. I really felt bad about his shirt and what my tears did it. What if it was a really expensive shirt and he was just saying it's fine so I don't feel bad about it?“If the shirt is causing you to worry, I'll just take it off.” He got up and pulled his office clos
When In Face of Danger, Maybe Call Your Boss“And what are you doing here?” I leaned casually on the doorframe and acted like him being here didn't make me nervous. And the events of few days ago didn't frighten me. I am no damsel in distress and let's just say he managed to catch me off guard last week, but he was on my turf now.“Also, what the hell, who are you to call me a bitch? You harassed me in my place of work and now you are here in my home. Seems the color orange is what you find befitting. Plus, what was that you tried to pull off the last time we saw? Do I look that weak to you?” I steeled my voice and looked directly in his eyes. I was beyond pissed that I was treated like a strumpet by him, and the more I replayed the event of that day, it made me angry that I cried over something like that.His stormy gaze averted my threatening stare and I noticed his countenance changed significantly. Mentally, I was beating myself up for looking weak when he pushed me on the floor.
I Might Have Desired A Married Man“Annalise, you don't have to hug everybody.” My boss's voice said from behind the most adorable four or five year old child I have ever come across. I studied by Boss's features and looked down at Annalise's. The resemblance is uncanny and one need not a soothsayer to notice that they were related. Even though I knew that there might be Mrs. Falcon out there, Annalise's mother and she might just be the most loving person to my Boss and Annalise, I found my heart sinking down to the pit of my stomach. Why is it the first person I have ever truly wanted was taken? Life indeed wasn't fair, one bit.Annalise broke from the hug and her little arms that held my thighs captive unwrapped from around them. She turned to my boss, her father, and said, “But Dad, she is not a stranger. She works for you.”“Okay, Smarty-pants. You cannot go hugging everyone of my workers.” He corrected himself.“But, I didn't hug anybody else. I only hugged her because she is a n
When He Does Things Like This For Me, I Can't Stop My Heart From Racing “Hello. Hello.” Lillian, the front desk receptionist greeted me immediately I got into the reception area the next morning. She had a wide grin on her face that I somehow felt was always there because each time you looked at her, she was always smiling, like the smile was etched on her face permanently. She was definitely the right person to put at the Office front desk because the moment you see her, she brightens my day, and I am certain I wasn't the only one.“Hello, it's been a hot minute, hasn't it?” I stopped by the counter for a quick chit chat because it's been long since we chatted. Also, it was an excuse to stay rooted and ignore the faint throbbing of my ankle. I was on stiletto heels today, and it definitely wasn't budding well on my recently healed ankle. I was feeling sharp pains since yesterday I started wearing my heels, but I couldn't complain because part of the guidelines for a lady walking in
My Heart is Losing the Battle“What are you doing here? And also what's all these shenanigans?” I questioned him pointing to the huge flower arrangement behind him that said I am sorry with white roses in a bed of red roses. Then, the bouquet in his hands.“Please, just hear what I have to say. I feel like I haven't expressed how sorry I am.” He told me and was about getting down on his knees when I quickly rushed to him and put a hand on his shoulder.“Don't even think about it. This is madness and it's embarrassing,” I looked around and noticed people were still watching the exchange. I even heard some girls snickering in the background ‘I can't believe that she's not accepting the apology of such a nice man.’That was one thing I hated about grand gestures. Suddenly, everyone thinks that they know everything about your relationship because a man got down on his knees. If anything, his grand apology was embarrassing and doing nothing to soothe my anger. “Get rid of all these things
I Am No Pushover “You? So, it's because of a skunk like you that my carefully curated career came to an end? Who are you to do this to me?” She screeched. If you didn't guess right. It was Amy, the nasty ex-girlfriend that refused to let go. What was this? Season of the exes. I was getting frustrated at the whole thing and my patience was wearing thin.“Look at what the cat dragged in? Bravo!” I stood up slowly clapping my hands in mockery.“So, what was your plan? You waltz in here and threaten me after pouring me acid? You should be in jail, not here, if not that your dumb brain didn't know there are different types of acids.” I sneered. I could feel my anger bubbling over and threatening to erupt. What do people take me for? A door mat? Why does everyone suddenly think it's cool to come to where I work and threaten me? It's getting old and when a tale gets too old that retelling it no longer feels fun, one needs to switch it up.“What did you just call me? Who the fuck are you? A
He Was Always Mine To Begin With“Wait, was that Ryan?” Loraine's voice rang from the speaker as I stared at my husband's retreating figure. I wished he said something than looking at me with such disappointed eyes that made my heart break. “Huh-Uh.” I mumbled so that she wouldn't hear my strangled cry that threatened to escape my lips.“Oh my goodness! This is bad. Really bad! He wasn't supposed to hear like that. Where is he?” She asked.“He just left. You know what? I'll call you back okay. I need time to...” I left my statement hanging, but what I needed to do was– cry my eyes out.“Okay, no problem. And in case he is pissed at you for this, I would come clean and tell him I roped you into it.”“Bye.” I told her not able to muster anything more than that.When I hung up, that was when the reality of what just happened hit me. Ryan got to know what we've been keeping from him, but not through the way I would have preferred. He heard it per chance and that was not what I wanted. It
How Could You Hide That From Me?One thing I didn't expect when I said ‘I do’ to Ryan was the turmoil and tons of secrets his family had. I didn't know how deep his father's hate for him ran, I didn't know that his step-mother I thought he was just needlessly antagonistic towards him was actually wolf in sheep's clothing, she was the spawn of Satan herself. Looking at his father and step-mother, I was amazed how they could raise such good kids with a good head on their shoulders. Must be the work of their grandparents.I was reminiscing what Loraine told me yesterday and I still couldn't come to terms with it.“Are you sure?” I asked her withdrawing my hands from hers in shock of what I just heard.“I am almost certain and over the years I am becoming certain that what I heard that night was true. I went out dead at night to drink water, when I heard them arguing in their room and their room door was ajar. I didn't hear parts of the argument, but what I heard loud and clear was when m
And It Was The Most Beautiful Experience EverI felt his tip of his penis at the entrance of my Vagina, and I drew in a deep breath. I was finally doing it. Losing my virginity after twenty-five years, almost twenty-six years seeing as my birthday was in few weeks time. This point, it felt thrilling to finally have sex with the person I love with all my heart, and it also felt scary because I heard the first time hurts.His eyes looked hungry, but still he said, “We can still wait if you want to.”I smiled and kissed him softly on his lips. When I withdrew from the kiss, I said, “My problem is that you worry way too much. I am sure.”“Okay then.” He replied.He unwrapped my legs from his waist, and spread them apart. Then, he came closer, towering over me. He began penetrating slowly with the tip of his penis, it was at that point I winced in pain.I closed my eyes, but he said, “Hey, Mi Todo, look at me.” At his command, I opened my eyes and meet his mesmerizing ones.As he was penet
No One Gets To Talk Bad About My Mom, Not On My Watch“Gr...Grandma?” Mrs. Gia sputtered, looking at I and Ryan in shock. My husband who I could see was also looking at me, trying to deduce if I knew what I was saying or if I was suffering from hallucination?“I am almost certain you are the one. I saw your postcard growing up with the name. I think it'll be rare for someone with the same three names to exist, too much of a coincidence? No?” I gave her a pointed look.Her features started changing as realization started sinking in that she just might be the right person.“Wait, are you Xavier and Juliet's child?” She asked mentioning the names of my parents.I nodded and she gasped, and staggered a bit. Holding the table next to her as a support. “It seems like you both have some catching up to do,” My husband said and pecked me lightly on my left cheek, before pointing at a corner, “I'll be over there in case you need anything,” Then in a whisper, he said, “Saying hello to pretenti
Could She be My Grandma? “Are you okay Mi Todo? You have been frowning since we woke up.” My husband asked me as we boarded the private jet back to New York.So, here's the thing, last night as he was running a very high temperature, I tried to shake him so he could wake up, he didn't open his eyes. I am not going to lie, I basically went through the five stages of grief thinking he had gone into shock. I ran downstairs in tears, down three floors to tell the receptionist that I think my husband is dying, then we went upstairs to check, on our way to I and Ryan's room, she informed me she was an ER nurse and was covering for her cousin who works here that had a family emergency. That made me a bit more calm and when we got upstairs, she checked his temperature which had reduced drastically by the way. She said it was probably stress and he'll be fine for morning.It was at that point my dearest husband decided to open his eyes, “Mi Todo, why aren't you by my side?” In a weak, cute vo
I Had Never Seen Him Cry“Okay, we don't speak for some days and next thing I know is my close friend and roommate has gotten married to a billionaire in a ‘low-profile’ ceremony in Vegas? She didn't see the need to say something like ‘Hey guys, I know you might be busy with life, but I am getting married?’ V, I have to say this is ludicrous and I am still trying to comprehend it?” Rainie said.I slowly disentangled myself from my husband arms, there was barely a moment we were in bed together and we weren't cuddling. It was an extreme sport, but I finally succeeded without waking him up.I tiptoed to the bathroom and continued my call with my friends.“Firstly, guys, I know no matter what I explain, it would never be a reasonable excuse why I didn't tell you both earlier. I am really sorry and truly everything happened so quickly, that before I could understand what was happening, we were married.” I explained to them hoping that it would soothe the rage I could see in their eyes.“I
I Said Yes To Eternity.“So, I got an Elvis Presley Chapel booked for the wedding tomorrow. Do you want to maybe go dress shopping today?” Ryan asked me as we lay on the bed ticking off things we needed for our wedding tomorrow. I was getting married tomorrow? It still felt surreal that hours back I said a yes to his proposal. I wanted to tell my friends, but in all honesty, I still felt like i needed a minute to understand the huge step I was taking tomorrow. I'll probably call them in the morning before I leave to the Chapel and tell them of my bold step and get their blessings. The truth was we actually just wanted to have something small. This was more of a promise to ourselves, than an actual wedding. “With the speed at which you are doing all these things, you were certain I was going to say yes, right? You probably had the contract or something?” I teased him. He was indeed moving with speed that it made me a tad bit suspicious that he just started this arrangement. I suspecte
I Must Be CrazyI burst into laughter, placing my ice cream sandwich on the empty space by my side which was already melting in my hands and making it sticky. Of all the jokes that my boyfriend has attempted to make, this was by far the funniest.“Oh, my goodness. That was such a funny joke. You are getting the hang of this emotions thing.” I hit his chest lightly with traces of laughter on my lips and attempted to pick up my ice-cream sandwich again. Vegas must be getting to him for him to play this kind of joke. I heard that being in Vegas often makes one act out of the ordinary. Coupled with the fact that he was still getting a hang of these emotions thing. He must be like a kid at an ice-cream parlour for the first time wanting to try out all the flavors.“I am not joking.” He said. I was about taking a bite of my ice-cream sandwich which half was already melted by the way when his voice stopped me short.“A prank, maybe?” I asked with hopeful eyes in light that though this might
Marry Me“A problem?” Ryan asked, coming off the bed. Whatever impending make out session suspended till when he might be able to deduce what had happened or is happening to turn out to be a problem.“Yes, it's Dad.” She said and I could hear the fear in her voice.At that point Ryan removed the phone from speaker and told his sister, “Give me a minute.” Then he turned to me and said, “Give me a moment, let me know what the problem is.”“No problem, take your time.” I said, managing a smile. The truth was that Ryan's father annoyed me and that is not because of the time he hit on me in Ryan's office, which was quite shameless of him by the way. But, the reason why he annoyed me to no end was because he didn't support Ryan as the CEO, and rather than just mind his flipping business, he found more ways to make Ryan's life incessantly difficult. From riling up the press against Ryan to finding ways to siphon money and frame Ryan for being an incompetent CEO. My boyfriend, God bless his h