Page 51 of Two Bosses For Her


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I look around the street to see the happenings going on in the local farmers market. People are walking around, purchasing a variety of fresh fruits and vegetables. Harvest time. My favorite time of the year.

I’m just about to open my car, when I feel what I thought was a sting from some tiny insect. Then everything goes dark.

When next I awake, I find myself in strange surroundings, a place that I know nothing of. It’s dark and the only light comes from under the door. Feeling a springy cushion beneath me, I surmise that I’m on a mattress that smells dank.

My hands are tied to the iron headboard above me and I’m so confused. My mouth is so dry that it feels like a desert of sand. Oh my god! I’ve been drugged!

Just as I come to this conclusion, the door bursts open and in walks Jeff. No, no this can’t be! “W-why? Why have you done this to me?” I cry out.

He hands me a glass of water that I toss to the ground. My stomach lurches when he sits on the mattress next to me. Curling up into a ball, I try to get as far away from him as possible, but my muscles are still too weak and I lean against the headboard.

Reaching to my face and trying to move a strand of hair, I duck his touch. “Now, why be like that, Lily? You’re just as beautiful as the flower you’re named for.”

“Why am I here and why the fuck did you drug me?” I scurry a little further away from him, pulling my legs up under me.

“Because I love you, Lily. And I know that given time, you will love me in return,” Jeff replies in a strangely calm voice. “I know you can feel it, the attraction between us.”

“I d-don’t feel anything for you but contempt!”

“Ah, but you will in time,” he leers at me and my skin begins to crawl.

“Never!” I yell at him, so spit lands on his cheek. He wipes it off casually, devilishly smiling at me, like a killer whale capturing a great white. Only his devilish smile is really full of the devil’s intent and not in a sexy way.

“You needn’t worry about having a job or anything but loving me like I love you. I have enough money from getting those secrets and selling them,” he says. “We could live an entire lifetime in happiness with nothing to worry about ever.”

“How in the world did you come to the conclusion of me showing interest in you when I have repeatedly done the exact opposite?” I say and then add, “You’re delusional if you think I’d ever love you.”

“I knew it the day you started at the company,” he says, staring off into the distance. “We were destined to be together, Lily.” Jeff looks back at me and smiles.

I’m not impressed.

Using the information he gave me and recalling the photos, I help myself to piece together what’s happening. My eyes widen as I look at him. “I’m not surprised that you’re the one that is stealing the information and selling it. But cops are onto you and they’re feeding you corrupt information as we sit here!”

Suddenly angered by what I said, Jeff stands up and raises his hand, sending the back of his hand across my face. Immediately, the sting from the slap arises and I can taste blood on my lip.

As suddenly as he became angry, he calms down just as quickly. “It doesn’t matter. You’re here with me and I’m not letting you go.”

Oh goody, I’ll rot here instead.

Forty-Two

Lily

The stench of Jeff lingers throughout the entire room and I feel as if I’m going to gag, throwing up bile. He’s still here with me trying to persuade me into believing in him and his plan. After the slap heard round the world, I try to stay as far away as possible.

That is until he unties my hands.

I try to make a break for it and hit my toe on a floorboard that is sticking up slightly. I’m still not quick enough to get back on my feet before he catches me by the skirt, nearly ripping it from my body.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” he sneers. His stinky breath is poisoning every inch of my face. “I like a feisty and playful woman.”

“Let me go! You desert rat,” I scream and struggle to free myself from his grasp. “I said let me go!”

Jeff struggles to get me to a door and it opens to a large closet. He tosses me into the closet and ties my hands to the clothes bar above me. “That should hold you for now.” He takes his hands and starts to rub my hips and then he licks my face.

I turn my head away from him and use my feet to kick him off of me. This fucker just can’t take a hint or no for an answer. Again, he comes to touch my tits and I kick him backward.

He comes near me and this time turns me around, trying to insert his fingers into my vagina, but in my striving to get away, I swiftly turn, knocking him in the head and kicking him back again. “Don’t fucking touch me!” I hiss at him.

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