Amber and I are at the mall shopping. I know Mr. Jason would disapprove of the places I bought my clothes from today. As much as I like the store, he sent me too. I can’t go there to buy my everyday clothes.After shopping for a few hours, Amber and I head to the food court to find something to eat.“You seemed distracted while we were shopping. What is on your mind?” Amber says while eating her food. We ordered our food a few minutes ago and are seated eating.“I was thinking of Mr. Jason while we were shopping. That’s why I was distracted. His new weird behavior these days is making me go crazy. I can’t stop wondering what is causing him to behave the way he does these days.”“How is he behaving?”I tell Amber all the weird things Mr. Jason has been doing or saying to me these past few weeks.“Everything you just told me proves my point from last time. Your boss likes you.”

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” I ask when the waiter clears my plate and serves my dessert. I waited until after the main course to ask Alex what he wanted to tell me. “Nothing. I just needed an excuse to take you out,” he says, smiling because he has succeeded in his mission. “Really?” I don't know why but I think it’s cute he lied to get me to go out with him. I missed him. “Yes, and I’m not sorry I did. I missed you, and I wanted to see you by all means,” he says, taking my hand. He rubs smoothening patterns on it. I look at him, and I can tell he’s speaking the truth. “I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you,” I say, smiling. It feels nice to know he missed me. “It's fine. Can you tell me what I did to cause it?” “As I said earlier, you didn't do anything wrong.” “I don't think that's possible. Things were great between us. Then suddenly you ghost me. I must’ve done something.” “Trust me, you didn't do anything wrong.” “Really?” “Yes, you didn't.” “If I didn't d

I am waiting for Mr. Jason to arrive at the venue for the dinner ball. I am wearing a beautiful nude gradient tulle dress embellished with flowery silky appliques and a sweeping V-neck, bearing a high slit that cumulates towards the side. Even though Vivienne picked out the dress for me, it's still something I would have chosen. I didn't have time to spare during the week to go shopping for the dress, and Mr. Jason only needed her approval for me to wear it.I don't wait long before Mr. Jason arrives. I am waiting for him in front of the ballroom. I see him walking into the corridor where the ballroom is, and like always, he looks dashing. He is wearing a black tuxedo, and with every step he takes, I get more enchanted with his handsomeness. Once he is in front of me, I am blown away by how gorgeous he looks."Come with me," He says through gritted teeth.  He grabs my arm roughly and pulls me into a room. Why is he behaving like this? Did I do anything wrong? My d

It’s been a few days since that horrible incident between Mr. Jason and I. The night I left Mr. Jason’s apartment, he called my phone so many times that night I was worried he would follow me home. He stopped calling once I switched off my phone and I have not switched it back on in three days.Once I arrived home I was so lucky Uncle Jack was not around so he did not see me come in with my tear stained face or hear me crying in the shower. I don’t think I’ve ever cried like this before in my life. I cried about the fact that I loved his hands on my ass before the spanking became painful. I cried because my ass hurt. I cried because Mr. Jason is my boss and he spanked me. I cried about how he is making my life a living hell. I basically cried about everything related to Mr. Jason.I am thinking about leaving the company even though my body loves Mr. Jason’s hands on it, it does not make what he did right. I won’t lie, that night made

Work was a bit stressful today. I had a lot of things to catch up on because of the two weeks leave. Vivienne was supposed to help me with most of my workload while I was away, but not surprisingly, she didn’t. I switch off all the applications on my computer and shut it down. I pick up my purse and walk to the elevator. I walk outside to find a cab home once I get to the ground floor.I am looking for a cab in the streets when Mr. Jason pulls up in front of me. I know it’s him because of the car.“Hello, sir,” I say once he rolls down the window.“Get in”“Thank you, sir,” I say, entering the car.“Are you going to the hospital?” He asks once I put on my seatbelt“Yes, I am” I wonder how he knows I am going to the hospital.“No problem, I will take you there and tomorrow don’t come to work. I will pick you up to go shopping,” He says, driving.