Merged [V.2]

033- [E]

AYLA

It's been exactly 1 week since I have last seen Vince. Ever since we had aggressive sex in my office, 1 week since he cheated on his girlfriend with me... and I let him.

In total honesty, I'm glad we've been keeping our distance. I didn't want to feel more for him than I already do.

I've seen glimpses of him at business meetings and balls but it was only for a few seconds. I would refuse to look at him even though I felt his stares on me constantly.

I'd distract myself by getting into random conversation with strangers and texting/ calling Alex.

Long story short, I'm a coward. I'm hiding away from the notorious Vince Melbourne. Even if I wanted nothing more than to hug him, kiss him, look at him, or even let him have sex with me.

But then the blonde girlfriend came to mind, how he cheated on her, how she threatened me and I didn't listen. It was only a matter of seconds until she hired a hit man who will kidnap me once I'm leaving work and then then he'll take me to a warehouse where she will be there waiting and I would die by her own hands.

Calm down...

I shake off the obnoxious thoughts and focus my attention back to the Tv. I've been sitting here for about 3 hours, eating a whole box of pizza while watching Riverdale, which I don't even like for the record.

I guess It isn't watching if I wasn't focusing on it. I was too busy thinking about Vince and his mysterious girl.

And suddenly I had a realization- I was what you'd call a mistress. Holy shit-

The doorbell rung and a groan left my lips. I was too comfortable to get up and attend to whoever was at the door.

Unfortunately for me,My father sent all the maids home so there was no one to open the door. I lazily stood up from my comfortable position on the couch and stretched my body.

I didn't even feel how sore i was until now. My neck, my back, my legs, it was all cramping from the weirdly comfortable position I was in.

I emerged from the living room that was luckily close to the door and looked into the peep whole. I gasped and fumbled with the lock.

" Holy shit, TARA," I squealed once the door fully opened. " surprise!" She yelled back as I flung myself to her tall and well built body, causing her to stumble back from the impact.

" Jesus," she breathed out laughing at my childish antics, " you know you don't weight like a child right?" She asks with a giggle.

I faked hurt and pulled myself back, " are you calling me fat?" I joked with a pout. She just smiled at me,
" you're far from fat but whatever you wanna think." She said while wrapping her arms around my shoulder and pulling my body flush against hers.

" so how was traveling around the globe?!" I ask, we enter my house closing the door behind us.
She smiles even wider at my questions. " god, it was so amazing! The view, the food!" She sighed dreamily as she continued to ramble on about her vacation.

I nodded and hummed along to her words as we went to my room side by side while she told me me everything she could tell about the countries she visited.

~•~

Hours and hours later, Tara and I found ourselves worn out, sprawled out on my bed at only 7pm.

We made some drastic, last minute decision to workout so we can get rid of the weight we put on after eating all that crap today.

She looked as skinny as ever while I looked like a pig, but she still insisted on joining me on the workout.