[18+ Explicit] - Sexual Content❗stay away if you don't want Michael in sexual relationship 😬
☆ If you're looking for some marshmallows, rainbows, and unicorns, this is NOT the fic for you ☆
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Faye
I am now in the office, burying myself with my unfinished stuff. Thankfully, I don't have any events lined-up anytime soon so I still have enough time to plan everything.
Right now, I am just busy post-processing my client's debut photos. I can really manage my job pretty well. I can plan an event and at the same time, I can take care of the photos too. It is possible to happen if the work load is well-managed and organized properly.
Anyway, enough about work, my core is pretty sore right now and I really blame Michael for it. His damn blessed thing is really... blessed.
We lost our control again but this time, we don't exactly have that control.
We chose it. We want it. We did it.
It is different from the first time we shared an intimate moment where we were not that aware of what we were doing. Our judgment was clouded but deep inside, we let it happen.
We did it last night and we did it again earlier. It was fun. We're happy. We don't have any regrets about it. To be honest, I will not be surprised if it will happen again anytime soon. No one is holding back.
I don't even know what is happening to myself because I am letting it happen. I remembered that I said to myself that what we had done was wrong but here I am again, playing with fire. Playing with Michael's fire.
"Earth to Faith. Yoohoo."
I blinked my eyes numerous times. I'm idling. Damn.
"Faith. Hey."
I switched my gazes at the door where Charlotte's head is peeking.
"Yup?" I smiled at her while popping my word like a raspberry.
"Can I come in?"
"Of course." I said and gestured to her to come in before I took a seat on my own office chair.
"I've been calling your name for numerous times. Are you okay?" She grinned at me while approaching my table.
"Really?" I furrowed my eyebrows, pretending that I am not aware of what happened to me earlier. I spaced out! "Sorry about that."
"What happened to you?" She said and sat on the office couch. "The last time I checked, I was the one who got drunk and you were the one who came home first last night."
"Hush, Charlotte." I laughed. "I was not feeling well. The moment I opened my eyes, I'm seeing stars."
I didn't lie on seeing stars though.
"Ha!" She chuckled. "Yet you're here, blooming as ever. Being sick is making wonders, eh?"
"Bloomin-" I let out a frustrated sigh. "I am just my usual self, Charlotte."
