Alice's POV
"Alice! Mr Bernard called for you," Becky announced, walking briskly towards my direction.'What have I done this time? I just hope I won't be fired.' I was gripped by fear.I was too tensed to face my boss again, after that wasteful night I spent at the club. I was drunk that night, after Charles, my longtime boyfriend, broke up with me. I just couldn't get myself together.Had Mr Bernard been as drunk as I was last night, I'm sure I would have ended up having a one night stand with him. Thankfully, he wasn't. That would have been hell for me."Becky, hope everything is alright?" I asked, with furrowed eyebrows."It's nothing much, I guess. Just calm down. Nothing to be scared about, believe me," she replied, with a reassuring look on her face."It's alright." I muffled and walked slowly towards Mr Bernard's office.Becky has been my closest friend at work. She worked as Mr Bernard's receptionist, while I worked as his secretary.We shared so many things in common. She was just like a sister to me, always comforting me each time I felt heartbroken. She was too caring to a fault.Hardly breathing, I led myself unobtrusively to Mr Bernard's office, my stiletto heels clicking at my every step. I pressed the doorbell and waited for a response, which took ages to come. This added to my anxiety.'Why is he wasting time? Hope everything is alright?'I mentally listed all that could have led to this impromptu call from my boss. I remembered what happened yesterday, my mind playing tricks on me.'Oh God!'I don't want to think about it. I don't want to think of how I clasped on my boss tightly, last night, as though my life depended on him.'Can't he just let me in right now?' I wondered.As though he read my thoughts, he ordered me to come in. Without much trepidation, I slipped into his office."Good morning, Mr Bernard. You asked for me." I said, as soon as I got to the front of his table."Good morning, Alice. I did call for you, but can you do me a favour, please?" He replied, calmly.I felt so pissed off. I almost hissed in his presence.'What?! Why should he be asking me for a favour? Is he in his right senses? What fucking favour is that?' I thought."Well, as long as I could," I muttered, managing a smile.He paused for a moment. I was uneasy, especially when I found him staring at my cleavage.I was putting on a light blue shirt, buttoned till the top, asides the collar button and a black pencil skirt, that fell just below my knees. It did well to accentuate my curves, but didn't look too seductive, anyway.I wondered why he kept on staring at me. I fought back with the urge to call him to order. It wasn't really easy, though."That's good, my dear. You know, I like it when you're less formal with me." He said, smiling back at me.'What did he just say? Did he just call me his dear?'I perceive something is wrong somewhere. Something is either wrong with this man seated in here or with my hearing.'What the fuck?!'I knew where this was leading to. I just wanted to get out of this office, as soon as possible. This is just too much for me!"Or don't you think so? You can have a seat, my dear." He added, as though not enough.I felt too clumsy around him. I seemingly lost all my self-confidence.'God! Please help me!' I prayed silently in my heart. I landed myself on the seat, unwillingly. I just didn't want to be adamant."What do you want from me, sir? How can I help you?" I asked, mustering all the courage I could."Now you're talking, my dear," he smirked."I want you. All of you! That's what I want. I love you so much, can't you see that?" He continued, with a questioning look.'Like seriously? I can't believe this!'"I think I'd have to leave now," I let out, in my confused state.I didn't want to stay there any longer. Just as I stood up to leave his office, I felt a strange hand on mine.'Damn!'I almost melted at his touch. To make matters worse, he kept thumping at my fingers. I froze at the spot.Why am I always hypersensitive to touches? Not just any touch, touches from my boss? And now I've made the greatest mistake… I'm staring back at him. He looked so heavenly.'Oh God! What will I do now?!'I thought about freeing myself from his grip and getting out of the place immediately, but that won't be the best option.'What if he locked up the door? It's an automatic door,' I remembered.'Oh no…'I looked at his face intently. His gray eyes, his well-tanned skin, his short brown wavy hair, his well-built abs, that hid behind those fitting three-piece, navy blue suits... I could only imagine what they'd look like. He looked so fucking hot!'God damn it! Alice, perish that thought! Get your acts together!'I was still lost in my thoughts. I didn't notice that this stunning creature in front of me was already standing some few inches away from me. I won't lie, he smelt really good in this close proximity.It reminded me of my boyfriend. Did I say my boyfriend? Sorry, my ex-boyfriend.Although he wasn't as rich as my boss, they smelt quite similar.'Oh no...my mind! Stop it, Alice! How can I compare that demon with this epitome of exquisiteness I have here.'I felt so messed up. I'm sure I'd really need some therapy.I felt our bodies meet and his hands were now around my neck."What the hell…, do you think you're doing…, Mr Bernard?" I yelled out, stifling out a moan in-between my words."I said I love you so much. Don't you love me too?" He replied and I felt his lips on mine."Uggh!" I let out another louder moan. I felt my body being set ablaze by his touch."I want to hear you scream my name and beg me." He said, looking into my deep brown eyes.I had to be dreaming. It can't be real.'What the fuck?!'"Oh stop! Stop it, please!" I was surprised to hear myself beg him. 'Why can't I just get angry at him?' I chided myself. I can't just stand and watch this happen."Stop pretending. Don't you like it?" He asked and kissed me even harder, leading his hands to my bosom. I tried so hard to suppress a moan, but I couldn't hold it anymore."Ahhhh!" I yelled, when I felt his hands unbuttoning my shirt. He hasn't started yet, see how my body is so responsive.He felt so elated hearing me moan. In fact, it triggered him to do more. He unbuttoned the first three buttons of my shirt and then ripped off the fourth. 'Oh… my dear button!' He pulled my shirt out of my skirt, where it was neatly tucked in and slipped his hands into my black-laced bra. He fondled my nipples and squeezed them gently.'My God!' I must confess, the feeling was out of this world! I didn't want him to stop. This man really does wonders with his hands."I thought you wanted me to stop. Don't you?" He teased me."Oh y
"Alice! What happened? Are you okay?" Becky asked, staring into my eyes."I'm fine. It's nothing. I… I'm alright." I stuttered, giving out a feigned smile."But you don't look fine. What is bothering you? You know you can tell me anything.""Oh yeah, I do. But, I'm fine. Believe me.""I don't think so. We've been working together for years. I know you too well. Stop lying to me, Alice!""Okay, fine. Can we talk about this later?""Lunchtime?""Alright then. Let's get back to work."We left for our offices after that. The guilt of what just happened kept haunting me.I didn't want Becky to get to know about my affair with my boss. I wish today would go as fast as it could. Although I didn't want to see Becky, everything really pissed me off. I made so many mistakes at work, but surprisingly my boss didn't get as infuriated as I thought he would. 'Well, what else should I expect, when I made him feel really good today?'I took a glance at the clock hung by the sparkling white wall. It
"The bill is a million dollars," Mr Diego, the family doctor, said to everyone's hearing."What?!" I jerked off immediately, as if stung by a bee."That's a great deal!" My father started, with a lump on his throat. 'Hmmmm' I feel really frustrated right now. 'How on earth would I be able to come up with such a huge sum of money, when I earn only ten thousand dollars a month?'I couldn't think of anything else to do. I doubt if I'd be able to make the money, even if I took other jobs. Legal jobs, I mean. Well, even illegal ones too.Mum needed to undergo surgery urgently. She had breast cancer. It was getting serious. I need to get the money. The earlier, the better. She grew weaker and paler by the day. I can't stand and watch her die away, slowly. 'God forbid!'In the midst of my thoughts, I grabbed my phone quickly and clicked on the contacts icon. I scrolled through my contact list, to see if I could find anyone who could help. I sent texts to some of our relatives and family
I was jerked out of my uneasy sleep, by the sound of my alarm. It was 5 am. I got up immediately and dashed into the bathroom. After a warm bath, I went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast. Sandwiches and tea were my favourite option for breakfast. I got dressed up and left for work.At work, I was gloomy and sad. I didn't bother greeting or talking to anyone. I tried my very best to avoid any conversation, whatsoever. I avoided Becky, as though she was a plague. Despite how close we were, I didn't want to talk to her. Definitely, she'd always have a listening ear, and probably, help me out."Good morning, Alice!" Becky greeted me, as I walked past her. I damned her and continued walking. I've never behaved this way before.She walked up to me, when I finally settled in my office. "What's wrong with you? You don't seem alright. Please talk to me!" She sounded quite desperate to know what's wrong.I ignored her and bowed my head on my desk, tears building up in my eyes. I di
I glanced at my wristwatch, it was lunch time, time to see Mr Bernard and to decide whether to be, or not to be. I knew this was going to be a very difficult decision to take. I was clearly going to choose between the devil and the deep blue sea!I also knew that whatever decision I make, it would definitely define my future. So, I needed to choose wisely. I'm supposed to have made this decision before now. I should be dotting my i's and crossing my t's.I weighed both sides of it, comparing the implications of each and trying to figure out which would be better, with the few minutes I could help myself with, before Mr Bernard came calling. I wish he wouldn't come so soon, so I could think longer and perhaps, harder.When I remember my mum in the hospital, it pains my heart deeply. I remember all the sacrifices she had made to bring me up to this level. I remember how much she had done for me in the past, and all that she's still doing for me and dad. Indeed, the importance of a mothe
The days passed by, quickly. The day I was supposed to settle my own part of the deal drew nearer. I couldn't help but wish I wasn't in this position. If alone I had an understanding boss…'Oh no!'It's a Friday, my last day in his office, as his secretary. My very last day to have a will of my own! I knew it that after today, I'm fully sold out. Sold out by myself, to the ruthless billionaire!I wish I could turn back the hands of the clock, and perhaps rescued myself from this mess. Well, I wasn't actually regretting my decision. It was indeed the best thing to do, for my mum. But not for me. But anyways, I'm glad to do this!I was to begin being his mistress next week, but he insisted I moved into his place tomorrow, while I got ready for my job there. He also said that he would have to get me some new supplies, within the weekend.As the day went by, I counted down my freedom from days to hours and then perhaps, minutes. I had this feeling of being a lamb led to the slaughter, with
Night descended suddenly like a dark curtain. I couldn't help but think of tomorrow and what it may bring.I lay down on my soft bed, staring at the perfect white ceiling, probably for the very last time. I felt comfy in the softness of my bed for the last time too and I thought about so many things, the very last thoughts I might give them.I stayed there in bed, not minding the cold and storm raging from the outside. It didn't really matter to me right now.I moved my eyes away from the ceiling and surveyed the entirety of my earlier arranged, pink, medium-sized room, trying to find out if there's anything that's not in order. When I convinced myself that all things have been given their final touches, I closed my eyes and covered myself with my duvet, after I mumbled a few words of prayer. Morning rose quickly, I woke up lazily, stretching my weary arms and legs and yawning heavily, like a tired fellow. I sat down on my bed, wishing myself all the best for the day.I stood up as
I heard a knock on the door that jolted me out of my sleep. My sleepy head couldn't help but wonder who it could be. I took a few minutes to get a clearer view of the large darkly lit room. It just dawned on me that it wasn't my regular room. I was at my boss's house.Without wasting much time, I walked up to the door to see who it was that disturbed my peaceful sleep. I opened it gently and was greeted by a stunning view.My boss was looking so heavenly. So perfect, for me. He was putting on nothing, but casual boxers that did well to hold his large cock in place. His wide shoulders and well-built abs looked like those of someone that frequented the gym. I raised my eyes up to his face, to meet his deep brown eyes, that always gave me a sense of security. His hair looked quite tugged at, but it stood beautifully, anyway. His well-tanned skin, it glowed even in the darkness. I couldn't help drooling over him.I imagined how good it would feel, running my fingers through those wonder