All Chapters of BEHIND OFFICE DOORS: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Jerry entered Mr. Tim's office with purposeful steps, his hands clasped behind his back. As he glanced around the office, he soon found Sarah sitting in front of Mr. Tim. She had obviously come before their boss. “Hi, Jerry," Sarah said, smiling broadly and waving at him. In exchange, Jerry mustered a courteous smile. "Good morning”. He approached Mr. Tim's desk and said, "Welcome," in a neutral tone. But Mr. Tim hardly gave him a nod. He already understood why Jerry had come and was not interested in conversing, his focus stayed on the laptop screen in front of him.His chilly greeting did not deter Jerry. He was adamant about achieving his goals. "Good morning, Mr. Tim," he said confidently, taking a deep breath. He kept his eyes fixed on the man, anticipating a reply. At last, Mr. Tim nodded slightly and pointed to the chair next to Sarah. "Good morning, sit," he said curtly. After a brief moment of hesitation, Jerry carefully and deliberately lowered himself into the chair an

Fred staggered back a little when Sarah jumped on him with an enthusiastic embrace. He let out a quiet groan and steadied himself by reaching for the door frame. With a hint of humor in his voice, Fred taunted, "I knew it was you." "Everywhere you go, anyone can always smell your perfume." His laugh was rich and deep, yet it had a sinister undertone. With a tight hold, he carefully pulled her hands away from his torso, causing her to shudder unexpectedly from the slight pressure. His piercing gaze, full of seduction and unsaid wants, fastened onto hers. He was reminded of their previous meeting in his office, which rekindled a passion that had not really gone out.In an attempt to withstand his intense gaze, Sarah twirled a lock of her hair anxiously. Every time, his gaze weakened her, removing her defenses with a single, lingering glance. She could not resist him no matter how hard she tried. Jerry cleared his throat quietly from the living room, clearly uncomfortable with the tens

Jerry was at the door leading to Mr. Tim's office, shaking with terror. He was trying to conjure up that last drop of courage he needed to knock after everything. He had cold clammy hands and his heart raced like a freight train moving inside his ribs.What could this meeting possibly bring? Almost nothing, and yet he felt it had quite a chance of being something other than mundane. Before he could get his hand up to knock, the door flew wide open. Mr. Tim was standing there looking inscrutable. "Enter now," he ordered in a forceful but cold tone. He turned and strolled back to his desk without saying anything more, sitting in his chair with a purposeful slowness that caused Jerry's worry to rise.Jerry shook his head as he tried to get his thoughts straight and let out a quick exhale. He tried to steady himself by running his fingers through his hair before going inside. Despite the fact that his legs felt weak under him, he pushed himself ahead because he didn't want his nerves to

Jerry held the phone firmly while his shaking hands and fast heartbeat made him struggle to breathe. His beating heart made him grip his chest while he waited to hear from Laura on the screen. Time moved slowly with every second that passed.Then, the call connected. There was silence.Jerry swallowed hard. Without speaking, Laura remained mute to let Jerry take the initiative. He held the phone to his ear while grabbing the counter to stabilize himself when he smoothed out his collar under stress. The dryness in his throat did not stop him from moving forward.“Laura?” He spoke with a tremble in his voice because intense nervousness flowed through his body.“Jerry… you called me. What’s it?” Normally she reacted with a soft, caring tone but she spoke at a cool distance.His stomach reacted strongly to her shifting voice. Though she had treated him with tenderness before, he faced a frigid response from her. He endured more pain than he prepared for, which created an empty pain inside

Laura let out a deep sigh of relief as the doctor picked up the call. She began to struggle with the right words to use as her voice came out in shaky breaths. “Um… Hey, doctor." There was a little silence before the doctor answered, his voice soft yet worried. "How are you doing, Laura? You don’t sound okay. Is everything fine?”.Laura was nervous as she began to press her fingers to her forehead to ease her nerves. She only needed this to work out, she needed the doctor to give a positive response to her upcoming plea. She was desperate at that moment. Finally, she found the courage to speak. “I wanted to discuss something with you… concerning the payment.”The doctor didn’t rush her. “Okay. Remember, it’s due in a few days, but go on, I’m listening.”Laura bit her lip and looked up, whispering a silent prayer. Every word felt heavy as she finally said, “Please, I have 7,500 dollars right now. I want to make a deposit. Just… Please don’t take my home. Please.”There was an unbearab