The room seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with tension. My declaration hung in the air, hitting Lucas as a shock, taking my mother by surprise. Ethan took a seat, a hint of smile dancing on his lips. His countenance elated, as he wiggled his legs to the sides. Ashley on the other hand was beaming with excitement. She tried so hard to conceal it, but I could see through her body language. I didn’t seem to know why, but she looked like someone who just won a lottery. Lucas’s face turned red, fire blazing from his eyes. He clenched his fists so hard, like he was resisting the urge from going physical with Ethan. Reginald Brooks nodded, his expression unfazed.“Very well then. Hence forth you will be working closely under Ethan as his personal assistant”. “This is will foster a tight bond between both families”. “And to you Lucas, I expect a smooth handing over to Ethan and that you also work closely with him”. “Let him guide and show you how a company is suppos
I watched as my father’s casket was being lowered into the ground. My eyes were dry. I had no more tears to cry, I had shed all the tears while he was at the hospital. I barely knew anyone in the somber ceremony, maybe that’s why they were more concerned with paying their last respects to my mother Pamela Thompson who had abandoned us for years, rather than me who had lived with the man all my life. My eyes didn’t leave her for a second, as she played the character of a grieving widow, a handkerchief dabbing at eyes that refused to tear up. Couldn’t anyone see her for what she was? As soon as the ceremony was over, I didn’t spend another moment. I didn’t care to shake hands or accept pitying looks. I went straight back home. Back home, I sat on the edge of my bed, holding a framed picture of my father and me. My fingers traced the outline of his smiling face. He had been my whole world. And now, he was gone. The door to my room opened moments later, and Pamela majesti
The music was loud but that was the point. Now that I was here, I needed one more thing, locate the bar. I pushed through people on the dance floor, they seemed to be having a good time. What was there to be joyful about? All I needed was alcohol, tons of it, bucket loads even. I motioned to the bartender. “Get me a vodka soda, make it a double please.” Immediately he brought the glass, I downed the liquid in one gulp, feeling the burn slide down my throat. “Sorry to bother but those things sneak up on you. I hope you’re not going to drive?” The bartender asked, eyeing me with mild concern. “Just keep them coming. In fact send down another double vodka soda and a Long Island.” The bartender raised his eyebrows slightly but he nodded. “Okay ma’am. If you say so…” He sent down the drinks and I downed the vodka in a gulp and turned on my seat, drinking the Long Island slowly. I examined the crowd, a bunch of people having fun. Their lives must be so normal
My breath was fast and uneven, with my fingers tangled in the sheets as his body pressed against mine, it was all heat and muscle. I had no idea what to call him, I didn’t know his name and I hadn’t asked, I won’t ask. That was the point, right? There were no strings, no expectations. Just raw, consuming and blinding pleasure. This was more intense than anything I had ever done. His hands were everywhere, he mapped my body with a confidence that clenched my stomach, my thighs tightened around his hips on their own accord. He knew exactly what he was doing and by God, that made me even dizzier. I was no virgin, but this? I had never experienced this. Usually when Tyler and I got in bed, it was straight to business and in a few minutes, we were done. But with this man… There was no fumbling, no quick work just to get it over with and no second guessing. His mouth found my neck, his lips teased me and his tongue flicked against my skin. His teeth lightly graz
I woke up to the soft glow of the sun coming in through the hotel curtains, I stretched lazily over the bed. Last night had been something else, the smell of sweat and sex still lingered in the room. I reached for her but…. She wasn’t there. The space next to me was cold and empty. My eyes blinked open, I scanned the bed and the room, no clothes on the floor. No sound in the bathroom. She was gone. A sharp exhale escaped my lips as I sat up, I ran my hand through my sex scattered hair. I should have seen it coming, she had that air about her like she didn’t want to be held down, she just wanted to enjoy herself but she still got my attention. It pissed me off that I hadn’t even gotten her name. The only thing I had was the memory of last night imprinted in my head, her body beneath mine, the way she responded and how she’d taken everything I gave like she was starved, like she needed it just as badly as I did. Shit! I’m not the kind of guy who gets hung up on a one-
The apartment door wasn’t locked. A bad feeling curled in my stomach as I pushed it open and stepped inside. I expected the usual, to see my bestie Sarah laid back on the couch, scrolling through her phone. It would be hard to say goodbye. But when I got inside, the image was not what I expected. I froze in the doorway. Tyler. Sarah. Their bodies were pressed together and their lips were locked. Hands tangled in each other’s bodies. I felt something slice through my chest. They didn’t even notice me at all. “What the fuck?” I screamed. Sarah jolted, her eyes bulged and guilt filled them. Tyler, on the other hand, just smirked. My blood burned. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” I said, my voice was sharp and it shook. Sarah took a step forward. “Babe, it’s not what it looks like…” “Shut it!” I looked over at Tyler. “So, this whole time? You even let my mother pay you off to leave me when you were already screwing my best friend?” Tyler e
“Good morning, Mr. Brooks” My Driver, also my personal assistant, greeted me and he held the door for me while I entered the car. “Morning Justin, let’s head home first. I need to freshen up and have a proper meal. “Okay Sir” he nodded and walked back to the driver’s seat and started to drive. Justin is the only driver who has lasted a year working with me. Others who had been recruited in the past either tried to steal from me or exhibited gross incompetence. Just then my phone vibrated, I brought it out of my pocket and the screen showed my mother’s name. “What does everyone want from me? Today of all days? “ I sighed, bracing myself for what was to come before picking up. “Ethan” “What do you want mother! Please don’t waste my time. I’m not in the mood for any family talk” I said, my voice laced with annoyance . “Ethan Brooks! Didn’t you see you missed my calls ? I called you all night!” her voice screeched into my ears. Shit! I remembered my phone vibrated the
“What kind of madness is this? Dad, why did you leave me alone in this dark world?” I muttered to myself, tears forming in my eyes which finally came running down my cheeks.When would I be free? When would I be able to live the life that I want? That I truly deserve! Oh God! I cried internally, tears still flowing down. I quickly cleaned it with the back of my pale right palm. I didn’t want to be seen as a weakling in front of this wicked woman. My mother had gotten up from where she was seated, paced about the room for a while and then said to me. “Freshen up and get dressed. You’re going to meet your soon-to-be in-laws today. You will be staying there until after the wedding.” She stated, with no iota of guilt in her voice. I scowled at her, my heart racing with so much anger.“At least, you will allow me recover fully first beloved Mother!” I snapped at her.“Oh please, there’s no time for all that. I need you downstairs in the next 20 minutes. Don’t keep me waiting.”
The room seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with tension. My declaration hung in the air, hitting Lucas as a shock, taking my mother by surprise. Ethan took a seat, a hint of smile dancing on his lips. His countenance elated, as he wiggled his legs to the sides. Ashley on the other hand was beaming with excitement. She tried so hard to conceal it, but I could see through her body language. I didn’t seem to know why, but she looked like someone who just won a lottery. Lucas’s face turned red, fire blazing from his eyes. He clenched his fists so hard, like he was resisting the urge from going physical with Ethan. Reginald Brooks nodded, his expression unfazed.“Very well then. Hence forth you will be working closely under Ethan as his personal assistant”. “This is will foster a tight bond between both families”. “And to you Lucas, I expect a smooth handing over to Ethan and that you also work closely with him”. “Let him guide and show you how a company is suppos
With an intense ache panging my chest, I forced my eyes shut, hoping I would sleep and not wake up again. I was at the end of the rope, void of strength to carry on. Every bleak of hope was dashed out. I kept sinking in misery, deeper and deeper. The reality of my new life had finally settled in. A life I was forced to choose. I shut my eyes even harder, praying for my final sleep. I didn’t know when sleep overwhelmed me. Hours into the sleep, I saw myself running and running, with darkness spread about. I kept running and screaming for help. My head turning from left to right as I struggled to wake up from the terrible nightmare. I started hearing chattering of voices from afar, a very faint noise. The noise became loud and close, like a deafening roar of a volcano at the verge of eruption. My eyes snapped open, my upper body jerking off the bed. My mouth hung wide, gasping for air.The realization that it wasn’t real but a nightmare, calmed my thrilled nerves.
The persistent ring of my phone flickered my eyes open. I reluctantly reached for my phone to see Daniel, the pharmacist’s caller ID flash on my screen. I had told him last night that I wasn’t interested in meeting up anymore, but Daniel wouldn’t take no for an answer. He insisted that I must fulfill my promise and I couldn’t stand him up just like that. I sighed deeply, rubbing my eyes gently with the dorsum of my hands. Sleep still lingered in my eyes as I picked his call. Daniel’s voice erupted from the phone immediately I picked. “You really think you can stand me up and go scot- free?”His voice was stern and menacing, his words welding up knots in my stomach. “Oh please shut the fuck up.”“You must really think that I will be so foolish and bring myself so low to sleep with a commoner like you, just for a mere help that anyone could have rendered.”“You are really delusional Daniel.”“Do you fucking know who I am?”I snapped, sleep clearing up from eyes.
“Get me a cup of coffee”, I grunted. “Right away Sir”. Olivia replied, leaving my office. I paced about the office, struggling hard to catch my breath. Hurt that I thought I had healed from, that I had gotten over years back, came crawling back to my heart. I held my chest tight, pain erupting from my ribs, making me grasp for air. My heart panged with anger, frustration, resentment and pain. The office suddenly became stuffy, the air still. Beads of sweat layered around my neck even if the air conditioner was at 16°C. I fought to forget the memories we shared together that flooded my mind like a burst dam. Samantha was my first love, my first heartbreak..My world came crashing the morning I woke to a letter besides my pillow, stating that she was calling off our engagement. I jerked off the bed, searching for Samantha in my then apartment. She was nowhere to be found. I rang her phone countless times, until it stopped going through.I remember how I drove to
My eyes flickered open, the first thing my eyes met with was a stranger’s gaze, staring intensely at me. I was startled, my mind hazy from yesterday’s alcohol. “Who the fuck are you?” I demanded, my voice hoarse from the hangover. “How did you get in my bed?” My eyes cleared up a bit, and I saw that we were both stark naked. I yanked the duvet to cover my embarrassment, my face glammed with shock. The strange lady smiled with a coy look worn on her face. “Oh please, stop acting like you have amnesia. You picked me up at the club last night, remember?” She muttered, swinging her hair to the back of her right ear. My head panged with an ache as I tried to recall what happened the previous night. I held my head, groaning in pain, standing up from the bed. I staggered to chair and picked up my pant trouser. I took out some cash from its pocket, then I flung it at her. “Leave”. I commanded, my tone icy. She slowly shrugged herself back in the duvet like she had no
A wave of silence swept through the room, with everyone focused on their food, trying to process what just happened.The sound of cutlery slamming the plates, and the crunch sound of biting into the food filled the air. Every chunk of food I swallowed, was harder than the last. My mind was reeling with Lucas’s words ringing in my head. My gaze caught his, scavenging for answers to the questions pilled up in my chest. Lucas suddenly stood up, dropping his cutlery on the plate, making a clink sound, jolting everyone from their thoughts. Everyone looked up staring intensely at him. “Oh, you’ve also lost your appetite right?” Christine smirked. Her jaw resting on the dorsum of her hands. Lucas’s gaze shifted to Christine’s, letting out a hiss as he moved the chair backwards with the back of his legs, which made a creaky sound before he turned to leave. Christine shook her head in disappointment. Every swallow of food was agonizing, shooting a sharp pain through my guts.I
Christine’s curious eyes flashed between my face and my mother’s, with her gaze narrowed in concern. “What’s going on here? Why are you both yelling at each other?” She asked, with a hint of shock. The tension in the room was heightened and Christine’s question even made it worse. My mother was still visibly shaken in anger, her palms vibrating in the air. She had to clench her fist to subside her rage. “Pamela, you should know better even if Emilia doesn’t. She’s not supposed to be stressing.” She uttered, her voice low and calm. “Stay out of this Christine. Emilia is my child, and I decide however I please to caution her”. My mother snapped, her voice seeping in disdain. Christine’s mouth hanged open in shock, her brows raised in surprise. Then she shifts her gaze to me, her face calm. “Emilia, you know yelling and shouting is harmful to your health. This was why the doctor wanted you to be placed on bed rest at the hospital”.“You should be resting and not engaging i
I sneaked carefully out of Lucas’s room, hoping to not be seen by anyone. I only wished my mother didn’t come interrogating Lucas about my whereabouts. I would have had a chance at getting another round of sex with Lucas. I could still feel his cock plunged in my pussy and his lips kissing every corner of my belly. My heart pounded with a desire, feeling both exhilarating and terrifying. Lucas had exposed my body to a new dimension of sexual pleasure. I couldn’t help but look forward to our next night together. I was lost in the blissful memories of our time together as I opened the door of my room.I peeped out, scanning through the corridor, just to make sure I wasn’t seen by anyone before closing my door with caution. “Where have you been?” A voice queried, leaving me frozen and stunned as I faced my door. It was my mother’s. I slowly turned around to see her seated across my room. Her eyes burning with rage as she kept swinging her legs in opposite directions, with
My eyes were widened in shock with the sight of Ethan’s outburst. If I knew my words would have this much effect on him, I should have held back. I have never seen him this upset. But this wasn’t entirely my fault, as I have been handicapped by the agreement I had with my mother. I had to get married to Lucas, to retain the only thing my father left behind, the house.My mind kept recalling Ethan’s words, crushing every chambers of my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes as I fell to the ground, wailing in sadness.I was no longer bold enough to fight for what my heart wanted. I caressed my lips with my fingers, as the thought of the passionate kiss we shared lingered. The connection so strong and solid. One that I had never felt with no one else, not even Tyler. I cleaned up my tears in defeat as I was starting to accept my fate, coming to terms with my present reality. I was tired of running and fighting. A knock on my door broke the silence, calling me back to reality. “P