Pamela: “I submitted it to Miss Riles this morning to go through it and send it to your email”Stella said and gave her a stern lookReally? She was trying to rat out on me, and push the whole blame on my head. Smart move!“You didn’t submit it at the right time and you told me the meeting was by ten!"I said in defense. "Look, I don't know what the hell is going on and I don't give a damn either!" Charles roared with his hands forming a fist.“I’m sorry sir,”Stella said immediately, staring down on the floor.“Dismissed! Miss Riles follow me to myoffice!”he said harshly. Then he walked away taking heavy steps towards the door.I looked at Stella who shamefully averted her gaze. She was guilty and I wanted this guilt to eat down the fabrics of her heart. She went really low and I was suddenly reminded of the fact that I should never trust human beings.Tenaciously, I grabbed a hold of Charles' office handle. Then I took in a deep breath before walking in. He was seated already and hi
Charles: I knew what I did was wrong. Stella was to blame for everything, and I was still going to make her pay through her paycheck. But then in the mean time I enjoyed making the ex love of my life suffer. She deserved nothing but pain and I couldn't wait until she would flare up for being pushed to the edge. Crushing her spirit is exactly what I aim to do, and I'm glad it was working fine."I'm sorry Mr. Murray," she said to me, pressing her succulent lips in a hard line. Those lips used to be precious to me and they still were. I dreamt of having them daily but I knew the kind of woman Pamela was. If I stopped now she would see me as weak and I didn't want that."Go to your office, Stella!" I said coldly, and she disappeared at once.Looking at Pamela's darting eyes which were almost red from her crying, I felt a little wave of pain stab my chest. I still loved this woman but I had to protect myself from her. If I suffered one more heartbreak twice, I would never recover.I turne
Charles: “Charles!”Chloe called out immediately I picked her call.I tried to keep up with the mean character I had created in Pamela's head. She shouldn't catch me chuckling.“How are you doing?”I asked in a neutral and low tone.“I’m fine and I missed you. I just came back to New York, and you crossed my mind,”Chloe said, and unconsciously the end of my lips began to lift up in a smile.“I missed seeing you too,”I said and she chuckled. Imagining her perky lips stretching out in a smile brought a feeling of warmth to my heart.“So I will be at your place tonight, what do you say about that?”Chloe asked.Wait what? That was too sudden, but I could never turn her down.“That will be fantastic”I replied still fluttering my eyes in shock.“See you later. I hope you haven't bathed yourself in wine as usual,and you have some for me?”she asked, and I could no longer hold back.I chuckled lightly at what she said.“Trust me on that one. I have a whole cellar now," I said, trying to brag a
Pamela:When I got out of the company, I was lost in thought. Working for Charles stressed me both mentally and emotionally."Ma'am!" My driver called out in a high pitched voice, snapping me out of my reverie. This made me aware of my environment, so I got into the car.He drove off through the busy evening street, and in no time we made it back home to Royal's big and almost empty house.When the car came to a halt, I got down and made my way to my room, taking slow but heavy steps while sighing all the way up. I went straight to my bathroom to have a nerve calming shower. After that I felt a little better. I slipped my robe on after wiping my body then I went to the room to meet Royal sitting on my bed."First of all, I could have been naked!" I said in a high pitched tone.Then he smirked at me. "I'd like to see you naked anyday and anytime," he said and I rolled my eyes.I was definitely not in the mood because I was stressed to the marrow of my bones.“What are you doing here
Pamela:This was my second week working for Charles. Each day had it's own drama and Charles didn't miss any opportunity to humiliate me. It was another beautiful morning, and as soon as I got to work, I went straight to his office to report.I knocked on his door and I waited for him to ask me in. He looked busy as his whole being was engulfed in the papers in front of him.“Good morning sir”I said, and he nodded without sparing a glance.“A coffee” he said before I could ask"Okay," I said then I walked out of his office.He didn't regard me in anyway and I don't know why but I kept having the feeling that he rejected those coffee's on the first day in order to punish me.I went out to get him coffee once more. When I opened the door to the coffee shop and the bell which hung on the door rang, the barista looked up at me and a warm smile spread across his perfectly sculpted face.I returned the smile and I strode confidently to the counter not minding the people who stared at me
Pamela:"She is my secretary," Charles said, and then I forced a smile.Mr. Fernandez was as tall as Charles but he didn't look American. From his name I would guess he was probably Italian. His hair was soot black, and the gray color of his eyes gave his face a beautiful touch. His lips were perfect too. He was the kind of man every woman would dream of, except me. I was tired of dreaming because all it had done is get me to nowhere.Mr. Fernandez stretched his hand out, and I took it. Then he kissed my hand, making my face go red. Even without looking at Charles I could tell he is boiling with anger.That wasn't really my business, and maybe it was time to actually pay him back in his coin. All he has done is gaslight me."Have a seat," he said, and then I sat down close to Charles."So.. let's get to business,"Mr. Fernandez said.They talked at length about the kind of products Charles needed the models for, and at a point they weren't reaching any conclusion."Do you have plus siz
Charles:After Pamela left, I paced around my office. She had pushed me to the wall once more and I couldn't help myself this time. I was clearly still in love with this woman, and seeing Mr. Fernandez drooling at her made me mad. She was mine and no man should ever have to look at her that way.The worst part is that it seemed this feeling was one-sided and not mutual. With the way she carried on her daily activities, it looked like she had moved on. I was the only one still bearing a grudge, and the only one who couldn't move on.Well how was I supposed to? She was aging finely. All I could think about were those beautiful hips of hers, and the way they swayed in the dresses when she walked. I want her badly, but then I also want her to want me."Fuck! I'm going crazy!" I yelled out. Then I opened up the cabinet in my office and took out a glass, and a bottle of whiskey.I needed to find a way to show her what she was missing. Money didn't seem to solve it, because she seemed to at
Pamela:Royal didn't take the news of Charles and I going on a trip very well. For the past week, he has been acting funny. Well this was his idea, and I didn't know if he intended for me to reject the trip. What if I got fired? These were the things to be considered.Well today was the day for the trip, and I was packing. Stopping for a moment, I stared at all I had packed, and I sighed heavily wondering if it was enough to get me through three days.The door to my room was opened, and Royal walked in. The scent of his perfume attacked my nostrils, and I wanted to abandon everything and fall into his arms but then Charles would come for me in a few hours."Are you done packing?"he asked, and I averted my gaze.He looked stunning as ever, and even though he wore a suit like he did everyday, he still looked new and sexy.It must be the new haircut, I thought as my eyes darted through his whole body. He looked at me with a brow raised, and I snapped out of my fantasy."Ye.. yes, but I'm