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Samir POV
The sound of my clock ticking in my office is the only thing I hear right now. I really don't want to be here. Trish has the day off so I have nobody to talk to and August is out of town handle business. I miss him terribly.
I picked with my nails as I nodded to the music playing in my head when I heard my office door open. I looked up to see Aaron walking in.
I mentally rolled my eyes.
I understand that I have to work with him but he wasn't coming around this much until he found out I was dating August. Aaron didn't have a chance before my Auggie so he definitely doesn't have one now.
Putting on my professional smile I stood up walking around my desk towards him.
"Afternoon Aaron I wasn't expecting you today."
"Yes I know but I was just thinking of you and decided to stop by and say hello."
Mentally rolling my eyes again.
"Well hello but I have to get back to work."
"It didn't look like you were doing much work before when I walked in."
"Well now I have something to do say see you later Aaron."
Before I couldn't even take to steps away from him , he grabbed my wrist. A little to tight for my liking.
"Let me go please."
"Samir why you acting like this ?"
"Like what ? I'm not doing anything. Aaron I said let you go."
"You trying to play me for that low life half ass of a man."
Getting loose from his grip I pushed him in his chest as hard as I could. He really didn't move though.
Buff ass !
" You need to leave like now ! Right now !"
A dark chuckle left his lips before he had me backed up against my deck with his hand wrapped around my throat. By now my heart was pounding in my chest as I prayed to God that someone just walked into my office.
"Who are you talking to like that Ms. Jackson ? Huh ?"
"Aaron please leave." I said just above a whisper.
"For what ?"
His grip got tighter on my throat causing me to gasp. He stared into my eyes as I felt him turning to push my legs apart with his knee. That's when I started to really panic , scratching him in his face turning to kick him but with his hand around my neck I really couldn't move.
"Stop moving !" His voice boomed through my office.
My eyes grew to the size of golf balls as I stared down the chamber of his gun. I could see the bullet that might end my life if i kept moving so I froze.
"Good girl."
A smirk grew on his face as my body started to shake and the tears started to form in my eyes. Finally pushing my thighs apart his hand released the throat by he still had the gun pointed at me. His now free hand started to slide up my skirt. My bottom tucked up in I stared up at the ceiling.
God please , don't do this to.......
Him sliding what felt like two fingers in me knocked me out of my thoughts.
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