All Chapters of BEHIND OFFICE DOORS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jerry's entire body was tense, vibrating with an undercurrent of furious energy, a shadow of emotions that threatened to explode forth. His jaw was tightly held while looking at Fred. Every molecule in Jerry's body cried to be liberated, for his fist to smash down on Fred's smug face, but he held back and breathed through the blazing, molten anger that surged hot and rough within him.Jerry stepped closer to Fred, his voice low but sharp, each word slicing through the tense air like a blade. "Stick to our deal, and we won't have a problem," he said, his tone carrying an edge that left no room for argument. His piercing gaze bore into Fred's, making it clear he wasn't bluffing.As he turned to leave, Jerry's shoulder deliberately collided with Fred's in a move that was part warning, part challenge. The contact was firm and intentional, a physical punctuation to his words.Without a glance back, Jerry strode towards the door, purposeful and heavy with anger. He stormed out of the room

Mary’s hand moved slowly, a quick flick of her fingers behind her back, a silent command for the two women lingering in the doorway to run back. Her movements were smooth but deliberate, an act born out of instinct rather than conscious thought. Her mind raced as she locked eyes with the young officer standing before her, his stance firm, his gaze locked on her. She knew she was caught. The sinking feeling in her stomach confirmed it, a lead weight dragging her down. This wasn’t the first time Mary had flirted with trouble, but this… this felt different. She could sense the walls closing in. Her two friends, Rose and Sarah, hovered behind her, their faces a mix of confusion and concern. They didn’t yet understand the gravity of the situation. Mary could see it in their casual postures, in the way Sarah absently chewed her gum, and how Rose's arms were crossed as if this were some minor inconvenience. They don’t get it, Mary thought bitterly. But I do. “Go,” Mary mouthed silentl

Jerry carefully pushed the door open, the soft creak of the hinges betraying their arrival. He and Laura stepped into the room, but Mr. Tim remained utterly still. His fingers tapped a rhythm across the keys of his laptop, immersed in whatever absorbed his concentration. Not a glance acknowledged his visitors with his full concentration on the screen. The room hushed thickly, as if he could not notice them at all, with an unusual tension hanging above as Jerry and Laura stared at each other, waiting for what would come next.“Good… Good morning, Mr. Tim,” Jerry greeted in a low, measured tone, taking a step closer to the desk. His voice carried an edge of uncertainty, a subtle sign of the tension hanging in the air.“Good morning, sir,” Laura added, her words quieter but no less polite, as she followed Jerry closely behind. Her eyes briefly flickered over Mr. Tim, noting the cold detachment in his posture, and the palpable silence that filled the room. The weight of the moment pres

"Sarah knows Fred?" Jerry whispered to Laura, both shaking their heads in disbelief and disgust. The realization hung in the air, heavy and uncomfortable.Fred, noticing Sarah approaching him with eager steps, instinctively tried to create some distance, but it was futile.Sarah was already all over him, her hands touching him casually as if nothing were wrong. Fred's discomfort was evident, but his attempts to pull away were weak against her relentless advances. The scene was awkward, filled with tension, as Jerry and Laura watched, unable to look away from the unfolding mess. The drama seemed endless.“Baby! It’s me… Sarah! From the other night,” Sarah purred, twirling her hair with her fingers and biting her lips slowly in a provocative gesture. She then reached forward, pulling Fred’s tie slowly, causing him to stagger slightly. Nothing but tension could be seen as she leaned forward. "Sarah... what do you want?" Fred whispered, his voice tight with discomfort. He ran a hand thr

“Laura… wait, it’s not wh - what you think,” Helen stammered, her voice cracking. She ripped herself away from Jerry's arms, her heart racing as she ran toward Laura. Her eyes flowed with tears, obscuring her view as she hurried around frantically.Each tear dropping felt as if they weighed down her chest. It was evident that there was nothing left in her name. She could not take the idea of Laura judging her as a traitor and unworthy of trust further. When she was approaching Laura, guilt was numbing her. Her brain was riddled with images of Laura looking at her, seeing her weak, broken, and utterly worthless.Laura had been waiting for Jerry to call for dinner, and with her stomach growling out of hunger, she had simply just concluded that she was not going to wait anymore, but to find him. She walked down the hallway until she reached his doorstep and paused, hearing loud voices inside. Curiosity twisted her legs, and she stood silently there, pressing her ear against the door.Th