"I haven't heard from you in so long and you didn't even think to call me," I spin in my office chair chewing on my pen top.
"Look Aspen I have been busy, that's the reason why I haven't been returning your calls," she cleared her throat.
"Joel that's bull, you can't be that busy to not even shoot me a little text," I slammed my fist on the table glaring head.
Joel was my bestfriend of seven years, I met her at university and we kicked it off from there. A year ago she left without even telling me. I currently don't know which country she's in and what the hell she's doing. Everytime I phone her it goes straight to voicemail or the phone rings but no answer, now she returned my call talking about she's coming back in two months time.
"Hello, you still there Aspen," she sighed in the phone and I could see her tugging on her hair. A bad habit of hers when shes is either frustrated or nervous.
"Yea I'm here just text me when you're landing," with that said we hanged up saying our goodbyes.
I looked across from my desk to see Blaise doing what he does every single day which was listening to something on the tablet and writing in that notebook of his.
His muscles bulged in the dress shirt that was a little tight for him. A few buttons were undone, his shirt selves were rolled up showing his veiny hands. The pants he was wearing fitted him perfectly. I could literally see his dick print, I close my legs and lick my lips.
I swear I need to get laid, I have a husband but I swear that man isn't doing his job.
I wasn't going to cheat on my husband, I hated the word to even indulge in it but yet am here lusting for a man I met two months ago.
He hardly talks because he can't speak english properly but when he does the thing between my thighs throbs. I swear I need to go to back to church and pray aganist this temptation.
"Sunshine ," the way my name rolls off his tongue, well the name he had been calling me for ever snice. Oh lord. He was fine for a man in his forties.
"Yes Blaise," I came out of my imagination and put a small smile on my face.
"Am going home now," I nodded my head and dismissed him. Blaise lived in a apartment ten blocks away from my office building. He stopped staying with us a week ago. I missed having him around but it was for the best.
Every morning before he goes to "work" he stops by to see me. The problem is I don't know what he does because he always went to his apartment right after.
I wonder what kinds of work he does. When I asked he hardly respond, so I stopped asking.
"Come in, Annabell," I said when I heard a knock on the door.
"Good afternoon Mrs Wright," my assistant stated closing the door behind her. I groaned as I saw the pile of files in her hands.
"Oh these are not for you," she giggled and I laughed before saying thank God. Very unprofessional of me but me and Annabell have a good relationship she understands me so well so it wasn't a problem for both of us.
"The police chief is here to see you Mrs Wright," I sighed telling her to let him in.
I rolled my eyes seeing Mr Fisher infront of me. He has been coming here over a month and he hasn't stop trying to persuade me.
"Mrs Wright you know you have to drop the case we have many evidence of the defendant and you know that as well," I sighed and stared at the door that I was planning to kick him through.
"Look here Danny boy I don't give a fuck the court will decide all I know is that my client is innocent," I gritted out and he glared at me.
"He's a murder and you need to admit it," he slammed down his hands on my desk before storming out.
I sighed and slummed in my chair. I know Nigel was innocent I just don't know how to prove it. The trail date was coming up closer than ever snd I haven't found any leads that could help me win the case as yet.
Nigel was a nineteen year old boy who hasn't even started his life as yet but is accused of been a murder. I know it's not true because I could see it in his eyes. I know when someone is lying because I do it all the times so I know he is not.
I need a strong dose of coffee to go through this day. I called Annabell and in this next second it was here, I love this girl.
I sipped the hot beverage looking at the evidence I had so for on Nigel. It wasn't much but it was a start.
"Hello Nigel would you like to go for a ride," I answered the phone befoee looking at the caller ID because I know he would call around this time for our daily talks.
"Yes Mrs Wright am downtairs," I smiled taking my coat and bag off the rack before heading downstairs.
Nigel had dreadlocks that stopped at his shoulders. He had a sleeper huild figure. His eyes were light brown and he his skin tone was caramel.
His pink full lips turned into a smile showing his braces when he saw me. He played a with the chain around his neck walking closer towards me.
"Mrs Wright," he kissed the back of my hand and I smiled at him. He was standing at a 6'1 making him slightly taller than me.
How could someone accuse this child for murder, he was such a sweetheart.
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Sunshine (On Hold)
Romance"Beautiful," I blushed when he complimented me. "Thank you," I smiled at him and he nodded his head. "Kiss," I looked at him in shock and shake my head no. "Married," I told him showing him the ring on my finger. He pouted and move a bit closer to...
