Aurora
To say his words weren’t humiliating was the understatement of the year, I knew my outfit wasn’t exactly work friendly but he didn’t have to point that out. I needed new clothes, asap. So, after I left his office, I went to the nearest thrift store and bought some cheap work clothes, they weren’t tattered or faded, in fact they were better than anything I owned right now. I also had to do something about my job at the library, of course I wouldn’t continue there, I had to quit but without a two-week notice, I am not sure if Mrs. Hemmingway would be happy. I sighed, I kind of have to face the music sooner rather than later, why bother?
I walked to the library because I couldn’t afford to waste money on a cab, now that I finally had ‘work appropriate’ attire to wear. When I got back, Mrs. Hemmingway was stacking up the last of books and was getting ready to close the shutter, I went up to her and she asked “how did the interview go?” without looking up, li
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Aurora The next day I woke up with renewed excitement rather than dread, since my job at the post office was on alternate days, I didn’t have to get up earlier than necessary. The reporting time for ‘Calloway Constructions’ was at 8am, so I got up exactly at 6:30am and went about my business. I was standing in front of the floor length mirror at 7am with only my bra and panties thinking about what I should wear today. I wanted him to take me seriously and know that I was just as serious about this job, so I picked up a crisp white shirt and folded its sleeves to end right below my forearm. I paired it with knee length black skirt and the only black pumps I owned, to give it an all business look I wore simple pearl earrings and styled my hair into sleek high ponytail. Nothing too flashy, simple in a regal manner, I winked at my reflection in the mirror and gave the woman a thumps up, I applied light makeup to cover up my freckles and painted my lips cherry red. Well…
Michael‘It wasn’t a lie’, what wasn’t a lie? Our friendship? Our bond? Or her love for me? Because from where I am standing, all I see is lies and deceit. But maybe… I grit my teeth, no! she’s playing games with me again, but this time around, I know what kind of a woman she is and I’ll damned if I let her walk all over me, again. I open my hidden liquor cabinet from the bottom of my desk and remove a bottle of vintage bourbon, filling my glass I walk towards the couch on the far left of my office. I close my eyes, take a long sip of my bourbon and release a shuddering breath,“Where are you taking me?” she asked, sitting behind me on my ‘Royal Enfield Bullet 350’, “somewhere special” I reply as I maneuver my way through the curvy path. Aurora has her delicate arms wrapped around my waist and her front is pressed up against my behind. Over the last six months Aurora and I
Aurora A week had passed since I joined ‘Calloway Constructions’ and everything seemed to have settled down, I was able to maneuver my way through the system smoothly, the emails were on point, I took proper notes during meetings and in addition to all of that, I even delivered Michael his coffee, lunch and went to collect his laundry on Wednesday. Michael refused to speak more than two words with me and I was glad for the reprieve, I couldn’t handle him being an asshole to me 24/7. Monday morning, Michael asked me to be there for one of his site visits at 7am, I had to put in an emergency leave at the post office to make that happen. Michael also asked me to wear comfortable footwear because apparently ‘the conditions there aren’t favorable’ I rolled my eyes at the email he sent me. This is what he’s been doing all week, sending me lengthy emails with so many details, it’s hard to remember every single word from it, this man frustrates me. I reach at the giv
Michael Red hot rage, those are the only words that can describe my current mood, Ryker should not have touched what was always meant to be mine. He is my best friend, he should have known better, and ‘beautiful’? who gave him the right to call her that? If I didn’t respect him as an individual, I would have killed him on the spot but I respect his work ethic too much to damage his image. So, I let it slide, just this ones. The whole day went by with me barking orders and throwing tantrum at my staff, I couldn’t help it, she fucks up my mind to no end. At some point, there is a knock on my door and I groan in frustration, “Come in!” I shout and in comes my beauty with her red hair tied in a bun, navy blue skirt that ends just above her knees and cream-colored long sleeve see through shirt that shows off her ample breasts. I haven’t seen a single women who carries professional wear as graciously as Aurora does, everything about her screams ‘here for business’ and it p
AuroraThat went horribly, I never wanted to yap about my issues to him and I certainly didn’t want to look like a mess in front of him, the only reason I went there, was because I didn’t want Michael to do anything irrational about the whole ‘Cole Ryker’ fiasco. Instead, I ended up having a therapy session with the last person I thought that would give a damn about my mental health, but the truth is, I needed to vent, I needed to talk, I needed someone to listen to me for ones, not for sympathy but just for the sake of being there for me. I couldn’t hold it back any longer than I already did, it felt good to just… let go.I went home that day to find Amelia sitting beside my mother’s frail body, rubbing some ointment on her forehead, when I stood near the door Amelia looked up and gave me a sad smile. I immediately knew, mom wasn’t doing well today, actually she isn’t doing well for the last entire year, but now,
His grin widens and he give me a little wave, showing of some paper work. “Got to get these signed by the boss man, see you in a bit” I smile at him and he saunters towards Michael’s cabin. I get back to work and don’t look up until it’s time to go fetch Michael’s laundry. That is when Cole decides to come out of Michael’s office, when he sees me get up, he asks “going somewhere?” I nod “yes, just picking up Mr. Calloway’s laundry”, Cole frowns but doesn’t say anything. I shut down my computer system and start to leave when Cole interrupts “do you want me to drop you there? My car is just outside” I shake my head and am about to say ‘no’ when he interrupts. “Come on, I’m going in the same direction” I hesitate, even though I know Cole looks like a decent guy, I don’t want to take my chances, he seems to notice that and says “I swear I won’t get touchy feely with you, I am a very decent guy that way, if you want, we can even grab late lunch at the dinner nearby.
MichaelAll I could think of, at that moment, is how I’d enjoy watching the life drain out of Ryker’s eyes for even thinking about touching what was ‘mine’. But I knew better, one touch, one sweet smile and one look of adoration in her green emeralds, that’s all it takes for a man to fall for her act. I’ve been there, I know how toxic she can be, I know how over powering the urge to have her all to yourself can be. She was this ugly temptress, who no one saw coming but everyone wanted a piece of.I saw the moment she realized I was watching and relished in the fact that her body turned visibly rigid, good. I wanted her to suffer just as much as I’ve suffered for the last nine years, I wanted her to feel my pain. When she walked in the direction of the glass doors, I didn’t do anything to conceal the fact that I had witnessed her little ‘stunt’. She swallowed a lump and pressed my suit closer
AuroraI stood there, in the hallway, all alone and rethinking the last fifteen minutes over and over again in my head. My heart hurt at the intensity of his words, and the truth behind them too. I was truly alone and miserable but what got to me was his insinuation that I was a ‘whore’, I made him believe that and now I had to live that lie, no matter what. I gave myself another five minutes to wallow before I straightened my back and walked towards the private elevator for Calloway Construction’s. When I looked at myself in the mirror attached to the elevator, I gasped.I looked like a mess, my mascara was running down my cheeks, my lipstick was smudged and my eyes were puffy from all the crying, I had to make a pit stop at the washroom before I entered his office because I looked like the ‘definition of disaster’ in that moment. I was still wiping my face with a tissue when Bianca came to me with a hesitant look on her