I could feel Stanley's eyes on me as I stiffly sat in one of his chairs in his office. I had stormed in here, poured myself some of his strongest whiskey and gulped it down before I filled an entire glass and threw a whole tray of ice into it.
"Fuck!" I exclaimed, slamming my hand on his desk as I formed my left hand into a tight fist, unable to stop my angry outbursts. I've had one every single day, especially after I see her. Ever since I found out she was fucking engaged.
Zara, engaged? Who the fuck did she think she is? Letting some man marry her.
"Well, did you find out anything about him?" I asked Stanley through gritted teeth, He was standing in the corner of the room with his hands in his pockets. Today, he was the calm one.
It was always the other way
When Mr Miller calls, I come running because he is, after all, my boss. So when he called me at 10 pm just when I was all snuggled up in my bed, trying to sleep, I got up and threw on some decent clothes. Well if you think that a pair of yoga pants and one of Junior's hoodies and a pair of Adidas sneakers as decent, then I was decent as hell.I loved wearing Juniors clothes, they were so big and cosy on my 5'7" frame.I was at Mr Miller's mansion in less than an hour and I walked inside his house, already having keys to his home. Every night he sends all of his workers home including his house keeper and butler, the only security he has are the guys at his front gates leading up to the house.He gave me the keys to his house a year ago because he didn't want to keep answering the door."Mr Miller?" I called out as I walked through the foyer of his beautiful home and looked around for him. I won
When I started eating, he had already cleared his plate and I regret not eating while he had been eating because his undivided attention was on me now. I could feel his eyes because he stared with intensity that I felt the hairs on the back of neck rise while I tried to ignore him.I cleared my throat, trying to not choke on my words as I built up the courage to finally look at him and say something, "you're making me feel uncomfortable, Elijah," I told him but his face was blank and his eyes still held that intense stare.He didn't say anything, but he held my gaze. I bit the inside of my cheek, unsure about what to do next, "me simply looking at you, makes you uncomfortable, Zara?" he asked me, filling his glass with even more champagne and then refilling mine for me."I-it's more like...yes, it makes me uncomfortable," I tried to talk but I couldn't find the words because he was still looking at me and I saw the
I had prayed long and hard before I went to work today. I prayed for forgiveness from God for whatever wrong I've done Him and begged for His protection from Mr Miller because I didn't ever want to betray Junior. I didn't want to go to work but I had asked for Friday off in preparation for my engagement party on Saturday night, so I had to make up for my off weekend by being at work every day until.I covered up as much as I could before I came to work because I still had to look professional. I don't know how it's going to help me today since I'm always covered from head to toe every day because even though I was covered last night, he still had an effect on me. My clothes served as a shield.I was dreading seeing him, so I avoided him for the most part. I asked the secretary to give him his cup of tea and scones, and she was all too happy to do so. She had a very big crush on him and everyone at work knew. I mean, all of the women he
"I can't wait for the engagement tomorrow night," Junior and I had just come back from having dinner with his lovely parents. They were the kindest couple ever and they accepted me from the very first time we met with big smiles and warm hugs. I loved them like they were my own parents.I didn't have to go to work today so I stayed at Junior's apartment and enjoyed being pampered by him. I was trying to distract myself from Mr Miller and I felt terribly guilty as though I had actually cheated on Junior. I needed to get Mr Miller out of my system. I was probably just going through this internal conflict because I haven't had sex in a while.I looked at myself in the mirror and looked down at the lingerie I was wearing, I wanted to turn Junior on and I was excited to show him the lingerie I was wearing beneath my dress. I wanted to remind myself who my man was, and that was Junior."Baby," I called out to him, unlock
"If you leave me standing out here, they'll see me," he said coolly, his hand to his lips as he held a cigarette between those lips of his and there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. With strength I didn't know I had, I gripped him by his bicep and pulled him into the room, locking the door so that Junior didn't walk in on us."What are you doing here?" I repeated in a heated whisper and glared at him before I began flailing my arms around to try to get rid of the smell of cigarette because it would be a dead giveaway that someone had been in this room other than me.He looked me over, leaving the cigarette dangling on the corner of his lips as he smirked and walked towards me before he placed his hands on my waist, "you look good enough to eat," he chuckled, a hungry look coming across his face as he ran his finger along my exposed thigh.I slapped his hand away, "don't touch me!" I whispered,
"When God is with you, your enemies cannot touch you!" My pastor shouted enthusiastically in front of the congregation. Shouts of Amen could be heard."Amen!" I yelled, fanning myself with my little paper fan while my best friend besides me was trying to catch the holy spirit.Last night had been a success. Announcing the engagement to family and friends was special and the engagement party didn't go on for more than three hours. After the engagement party, Junior along with his two best friends went to a club and I went home to rest because I go to church and I never want to miss a service.I leaned towards my best friend, Kelly, "I am not here right now," I admitted to her. It's true, I was so distracted, thinking about a certain gentleman.Kelly and I have been best friends ever since we were kids. We g
I called in sick today. I smoothly lied and told Mr Miller that I wasn't feeling very well and asked for the day off. He gave it to me without a moment's hesitation because I had faked several coughs and I know how he hates being sick and being around sick people. After getting the green card to not come to work, I hung up the phone, completely healthy and ready for what I was about to do.I was going to give myself to Mr Miller and I don't know why the hell I'm following my best friend's advice, but I am and there's no going back. Maybe this is all a mistake, but I didn't want to stop. I actually wanted to do this because I wanted to see his reaction. If he looked displeased, I'd never try again and just take the L. But if he didn't, then...I'm not really sure what because I haven't thought this through.I know whenever I don't come into work, Mr Miller never spends the whole day at the office. I'm usually the one who forces him to si
"Since you're here," he paused, looking at me hungrily as he circled me like I was prey, "tell me what it is that you want."I know what I wanted but I wasn't sure how to say it with him standing right in front me. This was completely out of my comfort zone and I was questioning my sanity. I couldn’t be vocal about what it was that I wanted from him because I feared saying it out loud would only condemn me. Wasn’t it enough that I was standing here, willing and naked? His cologne was killing me and I could just smell the cigarettes off of him in waves. I loved the combination of cologne and cigarettes, I've always loved it, "I want..." I trailed off nervous as the confidence that I had before dwindled down."Let me make this easier for you," he breathed in, placing his face in between my neck as he inhaled, "what do you want me to do, Zara?" he practically moaned out to me and I closed my eyes, biting my lip.
"Oh, come on! You have to dance, Zara, it's Beyoncé!" Kelly exclaimed excitedly as she swayed with perfect rhythm to Beyoncé's Find Your Way Back and I just sat back in the seat of my private jet, smiling at her."I'm tired," I said honestly even though all that I wanted to do was join her in her dancing because this song moved my body.Kelly looked amazing as she danced in the middle of the cabin, moving with the beat and her Julien McDonald designer dress that we had bought when she and I had flown to Paris for a runway show. Her hair was short and the perfect perm, her face had matured and she was no longer the insecure young lady that she was before, "oh, not even for your own Godson?" Kelly asked me as she spun around and her son having heard him being mentioned didn't even ask twice, he just jumped in to aid his mother in giving me FOMO as I watched the pair
Like many females out there, I always pictured my wedding to be nothing short of a fairy tale; and by fairy tale I mean a horse and white carriage, the prettiest dress that money could buy, a castle-like venue with the perfect music playing as I walked down the aisle towards my prince charming.Life has a way of not working out the way that you thought and planned it would, it goes in a completely different direction from what you thought was perfect for you. But hell, it never crossed my mind that I would be wearing a pair of Elijah's sweatpants that I had tied tightly around my waist and then folded it on the waist so that it could stay on, and Elijah's plain hoodie with no bra underneath because I had moved in such a rush. My hair was still wet and in a low pony, wetting Elijah's hoodie and I could feel the slight cold on my back. I wasn't even wearing any shoes, the bottom of my feet were filthy, and my father was lying in a hospital bed, struggling to
What would I do if I lost my father? I realized that he would leave and never come back...I don't want to lose my father. I don't want to bury him.I couldn't stop the tears that flowed from my eyes as I stared anxiously at the fast road ahead of us as Elijah drove the Ferrari 458 Spider like his life depended on it and I was glad he was trying to get me there as soon as possible. "Elijah," I called for him, my voice barely over a whisper as I gripped onto his hand with a deathly grip and held onto him because he was my lifeline. I breathed in through my nose and out my mouth to calm down as I looked at the mostly empty streets as we drove towards the hospital.I saw the large building approaching us before Elijah pulled up in front of the doors and I jumped out. I couldn't even close the door behind me as I exited the car because all that I wanted to do was to get to my father as soon as possible.I ran passed the
"Oh, God! I can't," I panted out, trying to catch my breath as my legs lay shaking on the bed, calming down from my seventh orgasm of the night. Elijah was relentless and merciless. It had all started out sweet and loving, every gentle caress easing every worry and heartbreak I've suffered until the strokes became more forceful and he began to pound into me, letting out all of his sexual frustration.I didn't have the power to stop him as I felt him line up to my entrance yet again and I let out a low painful mewl, "haven't you had enough?" I asked him, my voice was raspy and hoarse because of all of my screaming.He leaned down and sucked on my neck, biting the sensitive skin that had been bitten close to a million times in the last few hours, "I could never have enough of you, my angel," he groaned into my ear before he suddenly thrusted into me.
A date, that's what he said he was taking me on. We all know how extra Elijah is, so he definitely made the announcement special, well, special to me at least. I awoke to a little red not and rose petals surrounding me, informing me of our date. He had a glam team ready to prepare me for the day and I enjoyed being pampered and not having to lift a single finger.I didn't know where I was going but if it was with Elijah, I'm certain it won't be anything short of magical and fun. He brought out the best and wild in me.I thought I would find him waiting for me at the bottom of the massive staircase but he was nowhere in sight. I walked all the way to the awaiting Rolls Royce and slid into the car. When the door closed behind me, I noticed the big bouquet of different coloured and sized flowers. A smile spread on my face as I picked it up and put it to my nose, immediately
The sun had set long ago and I quickly ran a hand over my clothing, smoothing it down as I paid the cab driver and got out of the cab. I fixed a smile onto my face as I walked up the stairs into Elijah's mansion. I smiled at the guard who opened the door for me before I stepped into the house. I was heading straight for my bedroom, my eyes zoned in on the staircase that would lead me to the upper level of the home until I was interrupted by Elijah who called out my name.I turned around and smiled widely at him, "good evening, Elijah," I sang lightly before I giggled a bit. I wasn't drunk, just feeling terrible but I wouldn't let it show to anyone else."Where were you, Zara?" he asked me, as he straightened up and opened his legs a bit. He was wearing a suit and I knew that he had just come back from work. He put his hands in his pockets as he looked at me expectantly."I was with Kelly, or did you forget that?" I
"Good morning, sleepy head," I said with a smile as I looked at my reflection in the mirror, looking over the outfit that I was wearing, as well as meeting Elijah's eyes through the mirror, "thank God you opened your eyes, I thought you died," I said jokingly as I adjusted the white belt around my waist that completed my outfit."Uh, wha..." Elijah's voice was still full of sleep as he furrowed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, "what's...what time is it?" he finally managed to let out."It is exactly 12 o'clock. How do I look?" I asked him as I applied more lip gloss to my lips to make them shine before I reached for one of the Prada purses that Elijah had bought for me. I had an entirely new wardrobe ever since I've been here. The walk in closet in my bedroom had different kinds of clothes and shoes and accessories a girl could ever need and everything was exactly my size and to my recently acquired new taste."
We got back three hours ago and not a single word has been said between all of us. We wordlessly got onto the plane after Stanley discharged himself from the hospital, we sat in silence, eating peanuts and chips as Stanley sternly told the air hostess to turn off the music. When we landed, everyone just wordlessly went their separate ways. Kelly got into a Bentley and was driven back home, Stanley was led to a heavily guarded Range Rover and Elijah and I walked to the limo waiting for us and went home.We went our separate ways when we entered the house, both of us going to take separate showers and baths.I walked into one of his living rooms before I walked to the automatic voice activated sound system, "play Life is Good by Drake and Future," I said out loud as I massaged the back of my neck and when the music started, I bopped my head a bit, getting into the rhythm.Even though I wasn't feeling too well, I trie
"Well, last night was so crazy, I had to pinch myself a thousand times to make sure that I wasn’t losing my mind. To put it simply, you were having the time of your life. You were drinking a lot and you took a few pills. You were twerking on the dance floor and at some point you started flashing your titties for the whole club to see and everyone started to cheer you on, and after that, almost all the girls in the club started flashing. Anyways, things started to get really crazy when Drake suddenly walked in. And you went apeshit," Kelly paused as she watched me try to wash off the blood that was all over my leg. I really needed her to continue the story so that she could tell me how I got blood on my leg, "you and a random group of people in the club, hopped off on drugs and alcohol, tried to jump Drake so you all got kicked out of the club.""I got kicked out of a club?" I asked in shock and she nodded, a pout on her