My Best Friend’s Father Wants me novel Chapter 25

Enora:

My alarm went off and I picked up my phone sleepily. It was already 7:00 am. I sat up, the pain in my thighs jerking me to full awakening and bringing along with it, the painful memory of last night.

The light from my phone stung my eyes as I looked through Mr. Wright’s calendar. He had three meetings today. My heart thumped loudly and I felt my limbs grow weak. An entire day with him? After what happened last night?

My gaze caught my wardrobe. I realized that I needed to pick out his suit for his nine o’clock meeting.

I dragged myself to the bathroom. My reflection in the mirror startled me.

Eyebags?

I sighed. Why was I even surprised? I had barely slept a wink last night. I had been up staring into the darkness, thinking about last night, thinking about him.

I had a quick cold shower; the bleeding had stopped and I was properly awake. My limbs ached and for the first time, I noticed a dull red mark on my wrists.

I sighed again. Now I needed to find something to cover it up. I waddled back to my room and searched my bags for something that could hide the marks. The ugly green top that I swore to never wear caught my eyes and I conceded defeat.

I paired it with a pair of black suit pants and a watch and bracelet or extra coverage. My reflection stared back at me. The top looked less ugly. Green contrasted by blue eyes horribly but I could live with it for one day.

I reached for the aspirin and popped one in my mouth. My face contorted in disgust as I dissolved the tablet under my tongue. I needed that extra kick. All that walking today was going to make the pain resurface sooner or later.

“Enora, you have to face him. You are his assistant. You work for him and you have student loans to pay off.”

It was 7:45 am. I had to go.

My heart skipped a beat as I turned the key in the lock. I can do it. I can face him. I can…

“Good morning, Enora.”

I yelped in fright and stepped back. He stood at the door, his eyes taking me in. He had eyebags too but they looked less horrid than mine. If anything, he looked slightly older.

“Good morning, Mr. Wright.”

He was already dressed in a black suit and dark blue shirt. Very basic office attire. Nothing I would have picked out for him.

“May I come in?” He asked softly, the softest his voice had ever been.

I gulped.

“I don’t think that is necessary. You have a busy work day and it is best that we get started early.”

My voice was shakey, my palms sweaty and my eyes avoided his gaze.

“I understand. We are a bit early. Could we at least have breakfast?”

I wanted to say no but my stomach beat me to it. I flushed slightly and raised my head.

“I think that’s fine.”

My legs were frozen beneath me. It was hard to will them to move.

“Shall we? I already ordered and the table is set.”

I sighed and walked out of the door. He made space to let me pass and walked quietly behind me to the dining table.

I watched him pull out a chair for me but I sat on another one by myself. He frowned slightly before settling in the chair he pulled out.

The smell of the food was amazing but it was difficult to concentrate on my appetite. Here I was at the table with the man who fucked me on it till I passed out with pleasure but fucked me to tears last night.

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