"We met in school," Junior said simply and I looked at Junior to see if he was feeling some type of way about Mr Miller and I gathered from his eyes that he wasn't too fond of Mr Miller.
I placed my hand atop of his, calming him down. At the end of the day, this was my boss and I do as much sucking up as I need to do, to ensure that check, "we were high school sweethearts, Mr Miller," I smiled at him, and then looked at his date Yolanda who was watching me with an expressionless face, "he was a jock and I was the good girl who was his tutor. We dated from tenth grade until sen
The ride back home with Junior was silent. I tried to crack several funny jokes but it didn’t work and Junior didn’t even grace me with a scoff or huff, he just gave me the cold shoulder. I was dreading whatever we would have to talk about but I knew that a fight was coming. I parked my car into his extra assigned parking space and we both got out of the car. He threw his arm over my shoulder as we walked into his apartment building and made our way up into his loft apartment.I didn't want to go inside because I knew the moment we did, there would be an argument. I watched as he unlocked the door and opened it. I held my breath as I walked into his apartment and watched as he began taking off his jacket. He tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter and he finally faced me to give me a pissed off look."What the hell is going on between you and your boss?" he snapped at me and looked at me expectantly."
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