I've been on the edge since that day that we met at Anna's restaurant. I knew Gwen well. I will even think that I knew her more than she knows herself. What I heard her friend say the other day bothered me a bit. I knew she would not go, if it were up to her. But with the way Miss Brooks was serious with her tone then, I knew she'd literally drag her along to go with her. Which had gotten me to the part where I have to call her to be sure she was at home on a Friday night. And it has been made known to me that she was not. With the way she sounded and slurred on the phone few minutes ago, she was drunk already and in a club. Not just any one, but my club. How I got to know it was when the DJ mentioned the name in the middle of the whole hype they do. And I knew the kind of people that came there. Sleezy rich, bratty kids. The idea of any other man talking to her, or less touching her made me bytn with anger and that made me increase the acceleration of the car that was already spe
Different thoughts ran through my head as I was in the big tub in the bathroom. I wanted to deny it but I knew that it was comfortable. It gave gave me this sense if relief that I have not felt in a while. Soaking in the tub was not something I had the luxury to do Imin my own home. Putting that aside, I was here. Here in his house. Shit.Well, my drunken ass's could still remember the time he asked to take me to my house and I blantantly refused. Not my fault. You should know by now. Charlie was not not home, so there was no way he would meet her. But, Charles was a very keen person. He'd notice the stuff that was around, which belonged to a child and I don't want to raise any suspicion. I could tell him it was the daughter of Tam. But given the kind of smart person that he was, it was only a matter of time before her found out. Few hours precisely. I was still surprised that he has not noticed that I had a daughter. Because, I was sure that he ran a background check in me and I
My eyes went wide immediately I felt his fingers slip between my folds. And he did not waste any time as his fingers started to move skillfully in between me. My mouth opened on its own like I wanted to say something but nothing came out. All I felt was immense pleasure and I felt like my whole body would burst from the amount of emotions I was feeling right now. "Ch…. Charlie….st…s.top…." My derailed mind tried to bring me back to this phase. Deep within me, I knew there was no going back from this. No coming back at all. I just wanted to think that I had a little bit of control over my own body. But, sadly, I did not. "What was that, princess? Did you say something?" His index finger circled my clit and I almost went mad. "Fuck." He slapped my pussy and I was almost embarrassed at how wet it sounded. I was sure by now, I'd be dripping to the floor. Because, I could feel the way my inner thighs were in a mess. "What did I tell you about using curse words? Hmm? And about callin
Monday came faster than I had anticipated. As much as I like to call in that I'll not be available, I knew it would not be wise. Knowing the kind of man that Charles was, he'd want to know the reason I did not show up at work. Probably, locate my house if he wanted to. And that was not what I wanted. I didn't want him to be closer to my personal life than he already was. And I already came to the conclusion that what happened on Friday was solely my fault. Not the fact that I have been celibate for over six years. It was solely on me. I was at fault and I did all of it. If only I had put myself apart and stood my ground against him. What happened wouldn't have. It was not like I had the power to do so then. I was all fidgety right now, because I knew that in a few minutes he'll be here. During the weekend, I had made it a must to spend more time with Charlie to get my mind off what had happened. Not that it was actually easy. Any move I made still made me remember. Was it possibl
AUTHOR'S POVShe stared into space like there was actually something there to look at. When in reality of it, there was nothing. She's been blanking out more since the day she saw Charles bring her into the house. She did not think she would ever see Gwen again. There was no way she'd be able to live with herself without telling Charles what happened. She'd planned it all these years but she could not come up with anything to do since she was scared. She should have done it immediately what happened in the house then. Since she saw it happen. From the argument, to the pushing, and the fakeness the Madame had used to cover it all up. She made sure no one in the house said a word about it to Charles then. She fired most people that she felt like she could not trust and kept a few of us. She left the house on her own and decided to work for Charles when he fully moved out too. The days when Charles came home distraught and drunk, her tension heightened. Always scared and felt like sh
Things kind of went to normal the way they used to be before. Or so it seemed. I fell into my routine and Charles came when he has too to check out what was going on. It was all going to be over very soon. Since I made sure to speed up his work. As much as I liked looking at him, I did not want him around me at all. The earlier days after what happens between us, he came around more often. Wearing the hickey on his neck like a proud lover. It was like he did it intentionally to irk me. Make me feel uncomfortable. If that was what he wanted to do, he actually did it. The ladies around got to notice him and they were all drooling over him on how he was bold enough to show the sign of ownership on his neck and how they will kill for their man to do same. It was all so annoying and disgusting to have other women talk about him in that manner. Not like I was affected or anything. I'm sure that Tam noticed the way I was behaving but decided not to say anything about it. I get where she
I've been on the edge for a while now. Well, to be precise, since that day. I could not get her out of my head no matter what I did. I was scared that I would relapse back into how I used to be before I met her again. Grumpy and drinking. About the drinking, I've been drinking a lot since that day that I brought her into my home. I could not get her scent out of my whole house. She was literally everywhere. It was like she never left. A d that had me going batshit crazy. Whatever she had done, she really had to undo it. Cause at this point, I think I'll totally go crazy. All the times I have met up with her after work, it was literally just because I had to. And I really wanted to see her face. You could say I had a thing for pain and stressing out myself. Cause what was the whole point of seeing her if it was just to torture myself? But I just could not stop myself. I've noticed some things about her during our work sessions. She would never look at me directly whenever she was
I saw red immediately my eyes landed on her. She was not alone. There was a woman and a man that was walking alongside her. She looked like she did not belong here at all. With the way she was looking around and all that but that was not what was making my blood boil. It was the fact that the man was too close to her. It was annoying me to no end. And if not for the hand that Kayden had on me, I would go over to where she was and make him pay for actually touching her. She did not like it obviously but she kept her face straight. The woman she was with said something to her and left. Which made her alone with the man. "What do you think she is doing here?" He asked me and I shrugged. I have no idea what she was doing here and to be honest I really don't care. What was making me mad right now was the fact that the man had his hand on her waist. He led her to one side and offered her a seat. "She still looked like she did before. Nothing changed." He said and I grimaced like I knew