𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

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𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

Another day walking into Marino INC. Regretting my life decisions.

No, seriously waking up at 9am every morning is not a joke.

I'm currently sitting in the staff parking lot thinking about how if I run away now and move to Mexico they'll never find me.

Why can't it be that easy?

I let out a frustrated sigh and walk into my oh so lovely job.

Today I'm wearing a black skirt with a beige turtle neck paired with an oversized coat.

Today I'm wearing a black skirt with a beige turtle neck paired with an oversized coat

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It's simple but cute.

I'm about to walk into Mr. Marino's office but I stop when I hear laughter coming from the other side of the door.

I don't want to barge into his office so I knock and wait for permission to enter. Not a second later I hear Mr. Marino say come in.

Oh shit.

I stand there dumbfounded as Mr. and Mrs. Marino both stare at me.

"I- uh, good morning." I say with a stutter. Their stares are so fucking intimidating.

Mr. Marino looks me at me from head to toe and clears his throat turning his attention back to his wife.

He goes to say something but his wife cuts him off.

"So this is the assistant you were telling me about earlier honey. Hi I'm Diana, his wife and you?" she says while emphasizing on the word wife.

I don't want your husband Diana. I just wanna fuck him, there's a difference.

"Um yes, I'm Ahani Nelson pleasure to meet you." I say while trying my best not to sound disrespectful.

Diana simply nods at me and fakes a smile that even the blind could notice. It's pathetic really.

"Honey if you don't mind I'd like to have a private moment with, Ms. Nelson." Mr. Marino says to Diana.

"It's fine, I have to head back into work right now anyways" she replies while standing up and walking around Mr. Marino's desk.

She places a kiss on his lips in which he returns the favor. All while I'm standing in the room.

How do I forget this horrific sight? Is there any bleach nearby?

They stop kissing after what feels like forever and Diana finally leaves.

Mr. Marino turns his attention to me and he doesn't look too happy.

"Is there any work-" I go to speak but I'm cut off.

"I thought we discussed your work apparel, Ms. Nelson. Why am I seeing no change?" he says while looking at me with unimpressed eyes.

Dam, and I thought I looked hot today.

"With all due respect Mr. Marino, I'm wearing the appropriate clothing and frankly I don't see a dress code anywhere around this office." I reply sarcastically.

"Is this a game to you, Ms. Nelson?" he say while standing up and walking over to me.

He keeps on walking towards me until my back hits a cold wall.

Great.

I'm breathing heavily due to the close contact. I can smell his expensive cologne and minty breath.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

He notices my uneasy breathing and smirks leaning in closer.

"I asked a question, Ms. Nelson and I expect an answer." he says while looking deep into my eyes.

I can't let him win this one. All he's doing is fucking with my head and I can't allow it. I'll play his game, but do it better than him.

"I didn't know we were playing one, Mr. Marino but if we are I'd love to play. I'll warn you though, 𝐈 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲." I say the last part in his ears and I can hear his breathing change.

I smirk and lean back staring into his eyes.

"I'll keep that in mind." he replies and backs away from me walking back to his desk.

I release a breath that I didn't even know I was holding.

"Your work has been emailed to your computer as usual, get to it." he says in a strict tone and I'm taken back.

So that didn't just happen or was I daydreaming?

"Uh, ok." I reply confusingly. I go to leave but he calls me and I stop.

"I'd have you know that I do to, Ms. Nelson" he says to me while smirking.

𝐎𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭.

I say nothing and walk out of his office and into mine.

"That didn't just happen right?" I say to myself as I sit down in my chair.

I'm thinking about what occurred in my head on replay then I remember....

𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞.

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