Phew!
Oliver spun me around with a twist of my waist and I prepared to lash out at him. My heart was yet to calm down from his stupid scare game and he- His lips were on mine the next minute, eyes closed as he kissed me while cupping my face with one hand and the other, on my waist. "Did you miss me?" He asked softly, so soft that a shocked tear rolled down my eyes and I'm slowly responding on impulse. I wrapped my hands around his neck, kissing him back with so much intense feeling and my emotions all over the place. God! I've wanted this so bad. I never left the house without a kiss neither did he. Was it hard for him just as it was hard for me? When he grabbed my butt and pulled me in, brushing against his hard on, he growled into my mouth, making me melt like a marshmallow, softening up for him- "Stop!" I pushed him away before this could go on any further and I stepped away, trying to catch my breath. "You're right," he gulped, his face clouded with need. I knew what he wanted.
"I can't believe she left without a word," Chloe took a swing from her beer with narrowed eyes. We were seated on my couch with drinks on the table, a box of large Pizza and open boxes of chicken wings."Did she leave a note? Anything?" Tania asked but I shook my head, refusing to share Molly's last words with anyone other than myself.It was mine to treasure whether or not she cared less about me unlike Oliver who claimed to believe she had to leave for my own good.What's a bad name I cannot possibly endure for her?I'm living alone now and I'm on my way to getting rid of that bastard. I wish she were by my side.Speaking of him, it slipped my mind to ask him about the promotion. I didn't trust a word from Edward. He cut down my allowance but found a way to put it back somehow.I don't need his help from here on out."Oh well, I guess you two were never going to be the same as before," Tania shrugged with her mouth full, unaware of how much her words just pricked my heart.At least
I groaned tapping around the bed in search of my phone when the sudden ringtone cut through my sleep.What the hell! I still had thirty minutes before my alarm went off. Who the fuck was calling so early-"Oliver," I growled his name into the phone, hoping he had a very good explanation for waking me up this early. I was still drowsy from the alcohol of last night and I was yet to get enough sleep.Why did they convince me again that it was alright to drink on a weekday?He made a sexy chuckle that reminded me of those mornings where I'd wake up to him kneading my breasts to get me prepared for our morning sex ritual."I could've sworn you'd be up by this time. You should invite me over-""You woke me up just to nag your ex girlfriend to take you back?""Very funny, Becca. That's far from it," I could hear his eye roll from over the phone.I rolled over on my back, exhausted and trying to gather my strength, "What do you want?""I heard you lost something."My heart skipped as I froze
I yawned as I slowed down at the red light. I was done with work and today had been the most stressful since I had to handle one day at being in a new position which I dropped half way.I couldn't hold it out on Mr. Edwards, he was only doing his job but goddamn! If I could just find one person who wasn't kissing these people's ass for money- I knew I was too but not anymore.I wasn't done typing my resignation letter yet but I assured him that once I was, he'd be the first to get it.I felt a little hurt and bruised especially when he looked at me with that guilt and shame in his eyes. I had trusted him to be among the few to tell me the truth yet he just--A motorcycle thundered by my side and I jerked, snapping my head to the left. A black motorcycle came to a stop by my side, waiting for the green light to pop up. I admired the black leather seats, the leather pants and jacket- damn! I used to love those when I was in college.A total spec, I'd always call them. I've always want
"Why me?" I barely recognize my own voice. The man sitting on the couch in the dark room she was called into, scares her. It's not just because he's a stranger and I'm all alone with him, everything about him screams something more... Something deeper and mysterious-- dangerous even.I shouldn't be here.Yet I couldn't resist the tempting offer when Molly had thrown it on the table."It's just one night," she had assured me. "They are big clients and you can get the money for her hospital bills. I barely have enough for myself, Becca. I really don't want to make you do this but the choice is yours."My mother had been sick for years now and we not only burnt our health insurance and trust funds but our extended family had called it quits, saying there's no need spending money on a dying woman.She wasn't dying. She just wasn't getting better and I wasn't going to give up. My mother is the only remaining family from the car crash fifteen years ago.I lost my father to the crash and my
I push myself away from his arms and he lets me go, folding his arms with a cocky eyebrow that makes me want to shrivel and hide.He has never given me that look before. From when I agreed that first night, Oliver has always been gentle with me like he was in love with my body and he admired it every time."Explain the meaning of those words, Rebecca, before I lose it." His threats are enough to snap me out of the past.With a gulp, I repeat myself, "I'm ending this-"He scoffs, cutting me halfway, "That's funny. You sound like your own boss."He's mocking me, reminding me of my place and my throat dries up. "Oliver please," I whisper. "I can't do this anymore. Surely you never planned to still keep me by your side while you get engaged-""So?" He stops me there. "What's wrong with that?"I stare at him totally flabbergasted by his words and the look on his face tells me he's no joke.The disrespect glares me in the face and I come to the harsh realisation that I'm nothing but a mere
"Say something," Oliver plays with my hair as he still has my hand over his chest. He's touching my face tenderly and unlike before when I'll shiver from our spark, now I shiver in fear.For three years, he put up an act. He must've had a blast watching me fool myself. My God! All the nights I whisper how much I love him as he makes love to my body-- he must've laughed his ass off on his way to work the next day."Shall we go get dinner and then tomorrow we search for a bigger place?" He suggests in all his cruelty and I'm clenching my other fist." Or do you want to take this someplace else?" He draws closer to me, placing his hand on my cheek as he leans in for a kiss. "I want to fuck you so badly tonight till you squirt all over the sheets-""Don't fucking touch me!" I push him away with all my strength, trembling as I hug my arms. I feel exposed to his watchful eyes."Don't touch me," I whisper, holding his shocked gaze. "I don't want to be with you anymore-""The answer is no,"
I open my eyes to the bright morning light, alone in our bed. I didn't even know when he left for work. I was completely exhausted from our rounds of sex and passed out halfway.That was the only way I could sleep, otherwise, I would've been up all night, probably crying and sobbing like a freaking baby.The side of the bed where he used to occupy feels cold and I clutch the sheets tightly with a hole in my heart.Sooner than later, I'm going to be a live-in mistress. No doubt, when he's not sleeping with me, he's across the hall making love to another woman-- his wife.What right do I have to even complain and seek his attention?I lie flat on my back, resting my hand over my head to block the rays of the sun and to hide my tears rolling down the side of my face.Every joyful memory I've had with Oliver now stands at a distance, far from my reach, leaving behind only a wrenching feeling of despair and emptiness.God! Will this pain ever end?Sighing deeply, I pick myself up from the