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//Ebony//

Today was the day of the party that Mr. Terrell was talking about last night. At breakfast this morning he told me that I needed to go to the store with him to  get a few things for tonight. I also have to serve drinks at the party, which I dont really mind. It should be pretty easy.

I decide to get dressed in some normal clothes before I had to get dressed in what Mr. Terrell has given me for the party, which was a white button up shirt and a short black skirt. It wasn't too bad of a uniform if you ask me. I put on some light blue skinny jeans and a burgundy tank top. I left my hair down, and put on some vans. I told Mr. Terrell we could use my car and that I'd drive so I grabbed my keys and went to go see if he was ready.

I walked out to the front room and saw that no one was out yet. I should've just sat on the couch but curiosity got to me. I decided to walk over to Mr. Terrell's office to see if he was there. He wasn't. I was about to leave but then I got the urge to open the door he told me not to go through.
I just want to see what's in there dammit!
What he doesn't know can't kill him right? I walk up to the door and decide to try to open it.

"Ebony? What are you doing? I thought I told you not to go in there."

Shit shit SHIT!

I'm about to get in trouble. I'm dead.

"S-sorry, s-sir I didn't mean to."

I turned to see Mr. Terrell in a black suit and tie. He looked so good. But I bet he'd look better without it on. Without anything on.

Is it bad to think these things about my boss? Probably. But I just can't get over how good looks.

He steps closer and closer to me until our faces are but inches apart.

"I don't have time to deal with this right now, but trust me." He starts, tangling his hand into my hair a little.

"Next time it won't be this easy. Let's fucking go get things for the party." He growls. He keeps his eyes on me at every second. His gaze is burning a hole in my skull.

His eyes seem to be full of lust. Or anger. I can't tell which. Which is scary.

I mentally kick myself for even thinking about opening the door.

I'm sure I'll find out sooner or later right?

We walk out in silence. We got into my car and he told me where to go. I pulled out and we were on our way.

We drove in total silence. I'm sure Mr. Terrell was mad at me for breaking his trust. I don't blame him. I would be mad at me too.

We got to the store and we went in.

"We just need some snacks and alcohol. So it shouldn't be too long in here hopefully." He says grabbing a basket.

"Here, I'll go get the alcohol, Mr Terrell. I'll meet you down by the registers after I'm done okay?" I say.

He nods and we head our separate ways.

I spend about 5 minutes in the alcohol section and find what I need. I got some liquor and some beer. I'm not sure what his friends like so I wanted to get an assortment.

I guess 5 minutes was too long of a wait for Mr. Terrell as he was walking up to me as I sat the last bottle into the basket. He had two armfuls of snacks.

It was actually kind of cute.

He puts the snacks in the cart

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