SEXUAL HARASSMENT IS PRESENT. READER'S DISCRETION ADVISED.S
*Two Weeks Later*
"Sis, I'm hungry," Judy said as she clenched her stomach."Oh Judy, I'll get you some crackers."
"I don't want any crackers. I want cereal."
"I couldn't get you any more cereal this time Judy. The money we've got remaining is all the money we have right now. We can't waste it so have some crackers with jelly and Kool-aid."
A look of disappointment formed on her face and I was certain I saw a tear fell.I rested my head on the table and let out an exhausted sigh. I hated that I could no longer provide the things my little sister wanted, especially her favorite cereal.
A knock came to the door suddenly and I rose. I crept to the door and looked through the peephole.
I had been ducking and dodging my landlord for two weeks now and I was hoping it wasn't him at the door demanding his money.
It was my best friend Remy.I opened the door slowly to let her in."Well, thanks for avoiding me for two weeks!" she began as she tossed her handbag down on the couch.
"I'm so sorry. I've been busy trying to find another job."
"I know that's a poor excuse but..."
"Hey, it's not a poor excuse. I actually came over to tell you about this job position I've heard of. I saw it on a Facebook page. The company is looking for a receptionist and you'll be perfect for that position."
"REALLY? That's great news! I need to get there as soon as possible. Can you get Judy ready?"
"Of course but you owe me big time!"
I was ready and out the door in less than twenty minutes. Remy texted me the address when I got on a bus. I was extremely grateful for her.I had bought tons of newspaper, hoping to find a job article in the classified sections but nothing . Agonizing the whole situation, I called my best friend Remy, in high hopes that she would have heard or know about a job vacancy and she did.
Twenty minutes later, I arrived at a ten story building at Downtown Los Angeles. I walked through the building's entrance and I found a gloomy face front desk clerk typing rapidly in a computer."Excuse me, good morning. I'm here for an interview. I saw an ad on..." She didn't let me finish,"Eight floor," she said without taking her eyes off the computer. I made my way to the elevator and got carried up to the eight floor. Getting out the elevator, someone rushed passed me and knocked my handbag off my shoulder. "Watch it lady!" he rudely shouted.'How should I watch it when you bumped into me and instead of saying sorry or picking up the bag, you're telling me to watch it!" I wanted to yell at him but I held my tongue.
"Two rude persons so far," I mumbled as I walked up to an empty desk. "So that's why they're in need of a receptionist, there's no one here."I looked around. I was the only person in sight but there was a door to the right of me. I knocked and waited then knocked again. "Come in!" I heard a voice commanded. I turned on the door's handle and walked into the room. There was an old man sitting behind a desk. He looked like he was in his early seventies. His desk was covered in stacks of paper but he seemed not bothered by it. His silver eyes met me. "Yes?" he asked.
"Good morning sir, my name is Sacha Rish and I'm here to be interviewed for the receptionist position you posted on your Facebook page two days ago."
"Oh yeah," he answered with a laugh.'What was so funny about that?' I wanted to ask him but again, I held my tongue.
"Have a seat Miss. Rish. Come. Tell me about yourself."I walked over and sat down in a tiny chair. It was hot and uncomfortable in his office and I gazed around to see if he had an air conditioning unit or a fan. He had nothing.
' Would it always be like this?' Again I asked myself.
"Tell me about you."
"Of course. I'm twenty-one years of age and I previously worked for a telecommunication company before getting laid off. I'm a compassionate person and when I put my mind to something, I will accomplish it. I'm reliable, diligent and professional.""
Wonderful. Why do you want this job and what are you willing to do for it?"
"I want this job because I think I can contribute ideas and visions to make your organisation even bigger and better and I'm not quite sure what you meant by the second question, Sir," I answered.
He cynically laughed again."What I meant was, are you willing to go the extra mile," he replied.
"It depends on what I'm going that extra mile for."
"Oh. Allow me to show you then."He rose from his seat slowly. He had a huge beer belly. He wobbled around his desk and came to stand behind me. And then the unthinkable happened. He ran his hands through my thick hair then held onto my shoulders.
I froze but when his hands tried reaching for my breasts, I shot up from my seat."What are you doing?!" I asked with a shout.
"To get this job, I have to get with you," he answered.
"No! Get your old ass away from me!"
"Come here sweetheart! Big daddy wants you to be a 'professional'. Stay still!"With unbelievable strength, he launched at me and cornered me against his messy desk.
I screamed as he raised my skirt but he placed his other hand over my mouth and attempted to kiss my neck. His wet tongue made my skin crawled and I used my given courage and kneed him right in his private area.He hunched over in pain, holding himself with both hands and I used that opportunity to hit him with his desk phone over his head.
He fell like a sack of potatoes and I ran for the door.I ran for the elevator, streaming tears on my face. I ran out the building and for a bus to head back home.
Remy was still at my apartment but Judy had left for school."What happened, did you get the job?" Remy asked as I came through the door.
"I don't ever want to go back there.""
Why, what happened?"
"The manager tried to force me to have sex with him."
"WHAT? But he's like seventy three years old!"
I nodded my head yes. Remy retrieved her cellphone.
"Who are you calling?"
"The cops. That bastard tried to rape you Sacha."
Sacha's POV "Sacha, the cops are here!" Remy called from the living room. I was in the bathroom, trying to piece myself together from the awful encounter I had with that brute. "Coming!" I responded. I took one more look in the mirror then joined Remy and two police officers, both male, in my living room. "You're Sacha Rish?" the first one asked. "Yes sir," I answered. "You're the one who phoned us about a sexual assault?" "Actually, my friend phoned you but it happened to me," I clarified. "Uh huh. We'll need you to come to the station to make an official police report on the incident ma'am." "But...." "Sach, just go. I'll stay here for when Judy gets home from school," Remy offered. "Thank you so much." I took my cellphone and purse and followed the two officers to their squad car on the pavement. Twenty minutes later, we arrived at the police station where I was ushered inside and up to a d
Sacha's POV"A man is the last thing on my mind!" I yelled over the music to my best friend who had very much insisted that I needed myself a man tonight and for a very long time.She had already managed to drag me to this club with her but I wasn't about to let her pin some stranger on me as a task of hers.She handed me a drink and as it hit my nostrils, I knew I'd be drunk before the night was over. I took one sip but she held the bottom of the glass to my mouth until I didn't have a choice but to drink its entire content. It burned the back of my throat as it made its way to my stomach."Good girl!" she yelled but I scolded her with my eyes."Ohhhhh! That's that song! Sacha! Let's hit the floor!" she said and tugged my arm with brute strength that it was impossible to pull away and not comply.We were in the middle of the dance floor, da
Sacha's POV"Euuugghhhh!" Remy groaned from the couch the following morning, "I feel like a dick that is stuck in a very tight underwear and can hardly breathe," she finished, causing me to let out a loud laughter. Remy always had the craziest set of things to say."That's what happen when you drink too much alcohol," I told her as I started preparing a fresh batch of pancakes for breakfast in the kitchen."How the hell did we get home?" she asked, coming into the kitchen and heading for the fridge."Christian dropped us home. He even carried you to the couch.""Okay, hold up! Who the fuck is Christian?""The guy from the club, I doubt you'll even remember when I told you that he caught me from falling."She huffed, indicating a 'no'."He's handsome though. His eyes are like vibrant green, my fingers wanted to ruffle his jet black hair. When he caug
Sacha's POV"Are you going to invite me in, or just stare the whole time?" he asked with a smirk."What..oh yeah, sure, come on in," I gestured as I moved out of the way to let him through. He walked in as if he owned the place and when his eyes landed on Remy and Judy in the living room, he turned to me."You remember Remy?" I asked. Remy's mouth dropped opened too and Christian laughed."Yes, the one I had to carry," he recollected."Right, and next to her is Judy. My kid sister.""Hi Judy," he greeted with a wave and Judy waved back to him."You two wouldn't mind if I steal Sacha for a few hours?" he asked them and I felt butterflies in my stomach.Are we going somewhere?Is he about to ask me out on a date?"She's all yours," Remy quickly let out.He turned to me."I'll go get d
Sacha's POVThe next afternoon, I held onto my cellphone with shaking fingers as I dialed Christian's number. I brought the phone up to my ear and my heart beat increased with every ring."Christian," his voice came."H..hi, it's me. Sacha," I stuttered but managed to let out.He remained silent, just listening, so I spoke again. "I've made up my mind and I accept your offer.""Are you sure? I don't want you to feel like you're being forced or manipulated by me. I need this to be one hundred percent your choice," he explained."It is my choice," I quickly covered."Good. I'll see you in thirty minutes.""Wait, you're coming to get me?""Yes," he responded before hanging up the phone.____I ran into Remy's bedroom to get freshened up and dress. I slipped into a black lace panties and a matching bra.
Sacha's POV"How is it possible to not get all up in feelings for him? That dude is finer than baby hair," Remy said when I explained to her about the contract, which was something I shouldn't be doing either but Remy was my best friend."I know right. But if I want twelve million dollars, I can't develop any feelings for him. He said if he catches the tiny bit of feelings, he'll end it.""Then what about after the contract expires. Are you just supposed to pretend like y'all never fucked?""I guess so," I answered as I stepped out of Remy's shoes and my dress. I hooked up my hair for bed. Judy was already asleep and it was almost mid-night. I fought a yawn as my phone vibrated on the couch."Hello.""I need you right now.""Christian, but it's almost mid-night. I'm also getting ready for bed.""You've read the contract. It said you have to please m
Sacha's POVI sat on his special-made bed in his bedroom, waiting for him to get out of the shower. It was now time for our very first encounter and I was shaking like a leaf during a storm."You're still dress?" he asked, stepping into my vision, wrapped with a white bath towel around his lower body. He looked at me attentively as I got off the bed and started taking off my clothes."Slower," he ordered and I obliged. I removed the straps to my dress as if I was in a slow motion film and Christian was the director. The dress dropped to my feet and I stepped out of it."Leave those on," he ordered again, stating that I should remain in my underwear.He moved closer towards me and pulled me against his rock hard chest. He trailed his lips to my neck, just as before, and sucked on my sensitive parts. He then tilted my face upwards to his and kissed me passionately. I responded as best as I could. Wave
Christian's POVI pulled onto the pavement and Audrey immediately got out of the car when it came to a stop. She walked quickly into the mansion and I followed behind."It's nice that you're finally home, Christian. How was work?" Her voice carried anger."Work is work. What's the matter with you again?" I asked her as I checked my emails in my phone."You're seriously asking me that question? YOU'RE NEVER HOME! I feel like it's me alone who's in this relationship here.""Audrey, why are you complaining when this is what you asked for? You knew about my busy schedules but you wanted to move in with me regardless. You chose to quit your job because I've got money. Now you expect me to stay at home with you and keep you company?""I want a baby, Christian!""And I told you that I'm not ready for kids!""We've been together for two years, Christian! Tw