That night, I had a crazy dream, all caused by Ivor’s seductive gasp.
That dream had always haunted me. I dreamt Ivor made love with me. Yeah, we didn’t have sex; we made love. Ivor. In the dream, Ivor was not cold, he kissed my ears, my eyes, my nose and my lips in the most gentle and charming way. He caresses my breasts passionately, one of his hands on my waist, holding it tight.
Ivor fucked me forcefully and boldly.
My whole body could feel his tenderness and strength. Two conflicting feelings made me dizzy. I moaned happily, but cried with intense pleasure.
“Ivor, slow down... I can’t stand it,” I said in tears.
Ivor tenderly kissed my cheek and the corner of my eye to comfort me. But he still moved boldly.
I kept begging, but in return only gentle kisses and intense pleasure.
“Ivor, you bastard… You’re a liar Ah ha.. shit,” I scolded him, scratching his back.
Ivor laughed delightfully. When I heard his laughter, I realized he was teasing me. I wanted to break away from his embrace so I could see his face clearly, but I couldn’t, his hands gripping my waist so tightly like iron pins that I couldn’t move.
My stupid self-esteem made me try to get out of his arms. Faced with my childish tantrums, he kept calling my name with an attachment.
Ivor always knew how to make me be a good girl.
After that, I indulged in all his actions.
And in the most joyful moment, I wished he could say what I wanted to hear.
“Ivor, I love you, say that you love me, Ivor, please,” I begged in tears, but I still couldn’t hear his confession of love right away.
I was unhappy, head up, looking at his face. I couldn’t see Ivor’s face clearly, but I could see his lips moving.
“Ivor, say you love me,” I repeated the request again. As soon as Ivor’s lips moved and I thought that I was about to achieve what I wanted, the clock alarm woke me.
I opened my eyes, stupidly looking up at the ceiling for a moment, then I could accept the fact that it was all just dreams.
And damn, I had to wash the sheets. I really hoped that the sheets would dry up before I went to bed that night.
That crazy sweet dream woke me up earlier than ever. But when I came to the company, a lot of employees were there.
I was on a mission I took on recently, bringing Ivor his coffee.
When I saw Ivor, I realized I couldn’t face Ivor calmly anymore. I blushed and stuttered whenever I saw him.
Ivor looked at me with an incredulous and evaluative look.
“Are you sick?” Ivor asked, maybe he saw my red face.
“No, I’m fine,” I replied and immediately went out of his office.
That evening, Ivor continued to be with Elie. I did not even have a reason to go with him to the villa Elie lived in. My previous job was handed over to Romeo every time Ivor met Elie. Ivor didn’t explain this change to me or Romeo, so I was sad about it.
My paranoid dream repeated repeatedly, but every time I asked him to tell me he loved me, I wake up before I could hear what I wanted to hear.
The repetition of that paranoid dream made me feel tired. The dark circles under my eyes were getting darker.
Every time I brought Ivor his coffee, he always looked at me with an appreciative look. Gradually I felt that bringing coffee not only gave me a sense of excitement but also a sense of fear.
Anyway, I couldn’t stop myself from having more contact with Ivor.
Ivor had been having sex with Elie all week, and he never let me come with him.
One day, I needed to go to the villa where Elie was staying to see her and deal with a few contract issues. I didn’t inform Ivor about this. Before I came to the villa, I bought Elie some luxury gifts. I thought Romeo wouldn’t buy Elie presents.
When I arrived, Elie was lying on the sofa, sunbathing and reading a book. Elie was graceful and young. It was easy for me to explain to myself why so many men fall in love with her.
“Good morning, Miss Jenner,” I said.
Elie seemed quite surprised by my appearance.
“Good morning, Miss Reyes. Long time no see you,” Elie said, getting up and going into the kitchen. “What would you like to drink?”
Elie’s words broke my heart, and I realized that it had been a long time since I had accompanied Ivor to night parties or to the villas where his mistress was living. I had a feeling I knew little about Ivor’s life anymore.
“A cup of coffee for the morning, Miss Reyes?” Elie asked me again because she didn’t hear me answer.
“Of course, thank you,” I said. “Miss Jenner, these are the gifts that Sir Mitchell chose by himself. They’re for you.”
I said it out of habit.Elie smiled, pointing to a corner of the living room, which was filled with unopened luxury bags. She said,
“Would you mind leaving it there for me, please? Please take a picture of those presents and send them to Ivor so he can see that I’m tired of unwrapping all the presents he’s given me.”
Elie’s words were like lightning, hitting me right in the mind. Of all Ivor’s subordinates, I was the only one who could choose gifts for his mistresses.
So Ivor himself could only choose these gifts.
Obviously, Elie was very special to Ivor.
I couldn’t control myself from looking at Elie. She seemed surprised by my confused gaze, but she laughed beautifully in response to me.
I put the gifts in the corner liked a machine. I wanted to leave this villa immediately, but Elie was hoping I could enjoy the cup of coffee she had made.
When I got in the car, I got a call from Ivor. At the other end of the line, Ivor said angrily,
“Lia Reyes, where did you go?”
“I, I go to Miss Jenner’s villa?” I stammered a reply.
“What? Why did you go there? I don’t want you to go there, the proof is that every night I go there, Romeo always replaces you, don’t you notice those things? Or should I tell you I don’t want you to see Elie?” Ivor said angrily. “Lia, where are your professionalism?”
I was speechless at Ivor’s reprimands; it was the first time Ivor had spoken so harshly to me.
I did my best to calm Ivor’s anger. I said, “Sir, I’m sorry, I…”
“Stop talking,” Ivor said. “Return to the company immediately.”
Before I could say yes, he hung up.
I was dumbfounded, Ivor criticized me for one of his mistresses.
Did Ivor fall in love with Elie?
But why would he love Elie and not me? I tried to figure out the reason myself, but it was useless.
My helplessness and envy turned into tears.
The driver tried to comfort me, but I refused his kindness. I have no intention of going back with red, swollen eyes from crying too much, so I choose to have lunch earlier than usual. I dine at Ivor’s favorite restaurant. The cost of the dishes was not too expensive compared to my ability to pay. But I could not eat here every day.
While waiting for my dishes, I clumsily wiped away the tears that fell unconscious with the tissue the attentive server gave me.
“Lia, what are you doing here?”
The loud voice coming from behind me startled me. When I turned my head, I saw Ivor. He looked at me with an angry look.“What have you been doing all morning?” He asked.And I realized I had been sneaking up to Elie without Ivor’s permission. I bowed, hesitating at Ivor’s question.Suddenly Ivor came in, grabbed my chin, forced me to raise my head and look at him.“Did you cry?” He asked.And damn it, at that moment, I felt sorry for myself. I pursed my lips tightly, my eyes were filling up with tears, not answering him.Ivor let go of my chin, sighing.“Go back to the company as soon as you can,” he said, then left.“A man..” I called after him. “A man made me cry, I cried for him.”My tears flowed out again, I could not control it. The people in the restaurant were also paying attention to us.I could not see Ivor’s expression because tears blurred my vision.When I stopped crying, he left a long time ago.I used the paper the server gave me to wipe away my tears.Suddenly I felt s
The day I returned to the company, I picked up a tight black suit that I bought two days ago. I added a gold chain belt to set off my small waist, red lipstick, a wispy updo hairstyle, two buttons undone. Coco was amused by my new look. I also received many compliments from my colleagues. That was a good sign until I got in contact with Ivor. He did not seem to mind if he saw me. I was not mistaken; he looked at me for two seconds when I brought him his coffee. His gaze was only to determine who brought him the coffee. However, I did not give up. I changed my appearance every day. Even Coco had to say, “Oh, my God, the company is like your show now.” My male colleagues also paid more attention to me. For them, I was no longer a serious and boring girl; I became charming and fashionable. They actively talked to me during the break, invited me to dinner. I also received invitations to meet strange men, even Ivor’s partners. But Ivor was the apple of my eyes, so I rejected all the o
Maybe being like Elie really worked.Right. I could not deny that I tried to be like Elie after that crazy dream.It was obviously just a dream.Things seemed smoother, I felt my relationship with Ivor was better; my male colleagues did not bother me. I also heard that Mr. Johnson, the man who sexually harassed me, was charged with a series of tax evasion and money laundering charges. More particularly, Ivor was less with Elie at night because he became busy solving a few personal problems, although I was not well aware of the problem he was having.One day, Ivor needed to go to an elite party, and I was with him as his assistant.Ivor was interested in a server at the party. As always, he gestured to me about the girls he wanted, and jealousy took over my mind.I ignored his request. I made excuses to leave the conversation with his partner and secretly met that server at the liquor store.As soon as I looked at her closely, I realized she had many of the same characteristics as Elie.
But I couldn’t stop it.I realized that as soon as everything was out of my control. Over the next few days, I took the time to make Ivor’s mistress angry at his heartlessness.In fact, every week, I always had to give gifts to his mistresses in the name of Ivor. But I decided to stop it because I was jealous that they were his mistresses, that Ivor canoodled them, which I had never achieved.Ivor didn’t notice this, because he was too busy with his work and he trusted me.I had used to do everything for the sake of his trust, and now I’m afraid of losing it.But I was satisfied.Fear and joy tormented me at the same time.I tried to hide my jealousy and become professional so that Ivor would not doubt me and our relationship was improved.And it worked.Ivor let me go with him to the villa where Elie was living instead of Romeo.Once, when I went to the villa with Ivor, I overheard Elie’s phone conversation.“You know, things will get better, my love. I’m looking forward to coming bac
“Ivor, I know,” I said, and wanted to explain, but Ivor’s cynical and impatient gaze made me lose my confidence.Elie said, “It’s okay, Ivor, we’re just talking.”“I hear your screams. And your arm, too, what happened to it?” Ivor asked, staring at the red mark and frowning.My heart twitches. I did not trust Elie to be a naive girl. What I had seen proved it to me, or at least I believed it was.So I couldn’t let Elie continue her conversation with Ivor, most likely she would turn the story to a different direction.“Boss, I…,” I said hesitantly.Only then did he glance at me. He said, “What’s wrong?”My heart beat fast.I was nervous.I took out my phone, gave it to him. Ivor looked up at the screen and saw a recording displayed.He looked at me; I signaled him to hold it the way he signaled me when we worked together.Ivor opened the recording file.“Hey, don’t,” Elie tried to stop him, but it was all for nothing.The content of the recording file sounded. Ivor frowned, listening to
I could not believe what Ivor had said. “No way. I mean…”, I panicked, trying to resolve this terrible situation. So far, I really regretted what I had done. That was an expensive price. But Ivor didn’t give in to me, he looked at me with stern eyes. Ivor said, “You can write your resignation this morning, I’ll sign it for you right away.” Then he focused on his work. I couldn’t believe Ivor would be so heartless, and I realized I was so reckless and confident in thinking that he would forgive me after all, just because I was his assistant who worked with him for five years. I had to admit bitterly, Ivor might have an assistant who was more professional than me, but I could not find another person I could love as passionately as I loved him. He certainly knew that, too, and he did so. He was going to fire me and found a new assistant. I felt pain. Ivor, you were so heartless. But my reason reminded me I had no right to suffer or regret. Because from the beginning, I knew the
I was dedicated to my job, making myself busier than anyone in the company, so I did not have to worry about Ivor or anything about him. My devotion surprised and pleased Ivor. So I became his only assistant not to accompany him on his business trip to California. Instead, I would assist the vice president in the company's management. On the third day of his business trip, he called me and asked me to escort Elie to the hotel where he was staying. As I had assisted the vice president with most of the important tasks in the company. On a private plane, Elie asked me, “It’s amazing that Ivor left you so busy to see me.” “It’s my job, Miss Jenner,” I coldly replied. I was lazy to think about what it really meant, and I leaned back in my chair and took a nap. I did not believe Elie was a deer, but I did not hate her either. Simply, I wanted brief contact with her. After a nap, I continued to bury my head at work. Recently, Ivor was only interested in Elie, so things related to Iv
I didn’t want to face being fired again.For me, there was nothing as important as staying with him, even if I could only be with him as his assistant.I struggled to get out, but he held my waist tight.“Ivor, stop,” I said, almost begging, trying to turn away from his kiss.He did not seem to be satisfied when I did that. Of course, he was a possessive man. He did not allow anything that belonged to him to go out of his control.But I did not belong to him. He should know that better than anyone because he rejected my love. By this time tomorrow morning, when he was awake and found out I had sex with him, he won’t give me a friendly gaze.Ivor hold my head so I could not interrupt the kiss again.I slowly fell into a kiss with the man I loved.But, of course, I did not want to be fired.My reason and my feelings started a battle to find the winner.I was so focused on that battle that I didn’t mind the kiss with Ivor. He wasn’t happy about it, he didn’t want anyone to ignore him and