Guilt And Revenge
Guilt And Revenge
Aaron
What the f*ck am I doing? This isn’t me. I’m not the guy that betrays the woman he loves for prestige. I’m
sitting in this stupid f*cking meeting as my boss drones on and on about profit margins, and bringing in more prestigious clients. Since I’d bagged Paul Montgomery, my bosses have hinted about me becoming a
partner.
Thinking about the last two months, ever since I came in second place with the f*cking award, my bosses have been gushing about me. I got a new office and just a few weeks ago a new secretary just for myself.
Addison was beautiful. She had curves for days with lush red hair. Her sparkling green eyes and flawless creamy skin would distract any man. I had a suspicion she was hand–picked to be my secretary. My bosses obviously knew my preferences for redheads, having met Ava a couple of times. Hell, the only difference between Ava and Addison is that Addison is more stacked than Ava and Ava is slimmer than Addison. My girl has curves but they are subtle. Her t’ts are gorgeously perky, just a little more than a handful and I have big hands. Her waist dips in and her hips flare out into long slim legs, and she has a high rounded ass. She was a cheerleader in high school and college for f*cks sake. She is very bendable. The positions I have put her in would make a lesser woman weep. I was getting hard just thinking about her.
I loved my girl, something fierce, so it baffles me that I’ve hurt her the last few weeks. It wasn’t intentional. I didn’t even think that what I was doing was bad. I was schmoozing with my bosses. A couple of times a week, we go out after hours to some bars. I didn’t think anything of it when all of our secretaries came. The first week was nothing. We drank, talked, it was kind of like team bonding. We got to know each other a lot better on a more personal level. I thought this was what I had to do to make partner and really make the big bucks. I could provide Ava with a stellar life. A life she deserved.
I noticed after the second time we all went out how Addison would lean in a little closer when she talked to me, so I would put a little distance between us by taking a drink or checking my phone. At the office, I noticed her dresses and skirts got a little shorter and one of the buttons on her blouses would be undone or the neckline of her dresses would be a little more revealing, but she would wear a cardigan to make it look more professional. I didn’t say anything because I thought it was just my imagination. The third time we all went out, it definitely wasn’t my imagination when her thigh kept brushing against mine as she sat too close to me in the booths, and I couldn’t move because one of the other secretaries would be on my other side.
That’s when I started noticing little things. Like my bosses‘ secretaries leaning in to them a little too close, their laughs a little too giggly. They’d brush their breasts against an arm, or I’d see one of the bosses‘ hand under the table moving rhythmically like he was rubbing one of the secretaries‘ legs. And they were both married to wonderful women
That night, I had drunk a little too much and when I got home that was the first fight Ava and I had ever gotten into. Feeling a little guilty because I had a suspicion that her accusations about Addison wanting me might be right. But I hadn’t done anything and when she said that maybe I wanted Addison back, I blew up. I had slept in the guest bedroom that night. I felt like sh*t about it the next morning, and I made love to her, and apologized profusely for being a complete a shole. Luckily, she forgave me. Last night, though, after having a couple of beers, I had every intention of leaving early from the bar. Greg, one of my bosses, had slapped me on the shoulder to grab my attention, and Brad leaned over and said he thought I was definitely
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partner material, and that on Monday morning next week, they were going to announce to the company that I was going to be the newest partner. I was ecstatic. I ended up doing three shots with them, and the night. got fuzzy. Which was weird because I could f*cking drink with the best of them in college in my frat,, I could out drink everyone, so two beers and three shots shouldn’t have done sh*t to me. I had flashbacks of Addison hanging on me, her arms wrapped around my neck and us dancing. I didn’t dance, ever. Not even Ava was able to get me on the dance floor. I was a horrible dancer. So this didn’t make any sense to me. I did remember pushing her off of me several times and finally getting an Uber to take me home. I don’t know how I had managed that, but something inside of me was screaming to get home.
It had been really late when I stumbled through the door. All I wanted to do was get to my girl and sleep. But when I saw Ava with tears running down her face, it sobered me up some. I went to ask her what was wrong, but she backed away from me. She yelled that I reeked of alcohol and perfume. She accused me of f*cking Addison and I yelled I never touched the sit. But she wouldn’t listen. Her sobs broke my heart, and she
locked me out of our bedroom.
When I woke up this morning, I couldn’t face her and I remembered her telling me that I shouldn’t come to Isha’s tonight. She said she needed space and it gutted me. I needed my baby, she was my heart.
“Isn’t that right Aaron,” Brad said, beaming at me.
“Absolutely,” I replied, not knowing one thing he had just said.
“See people. Aaron is a team player. He knows what it takes to build a company and make it succeed. Come Monday, you will all be congratulating him as your new Junior Partner.”
Applause went around the meeting room. I gave a tight smile and nodded at everyone.
When the meeting was over, Greg and his f*cking hand slapping on my shoulder, stopped me from leaving
the room.
“Drinks tonight?” he asked.
“Not tonight. I’m in the doghouse after coming home at two in the morning last night. I was amazed I didn’t feel anything this morning”
He snickered, “Well, a little Zap will help with that.”
“I’m sorry what? What is Zap?”
“It’s how Brad and I can keep up with the younger crowd. We’re ten years older than all of you, but you wouldn’t know it, right?”
“We had Cleo slip you some in one of your shots. We thought you looked a little off last night and needed a pick me up. Zap is like Molly, heightens your senses, opens up your blood vessels, you get that euphoric feeling, and it makes you f*ck like rabbits. We thought you were going to finally f*ck that hot piece of ass secretary of yours, but you held out on us. We were bummed. Thought we’d go back to a hotel room and have our three girls f*ck our brains out. But you upped and disappeared on us. But that’s okay, Addison, Cleo and Belinda took care of us last night, We went back to Cleo’s apartment and f*cked Addison, while Cleo and Belinda ate each other out. You missed a heck of a party. Maybe next time, huh?” Greg said, laughing as he and Brad left me standing there stunned.
What in the actual f*ck? My bosses f*cking drugged me. They actually encouraged Addison to flirt with me. I just know it. I whipped out my phone. Luckily, the owner of the bar we went to last night was a buddy of
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mine. I’ve known him for ten years. I’ve helped him buy and sell many properties over the years.
“Jake, hi, it’s Aaron. Hey, I have a favor to ask. Do you guys keep your surveillance footage for long from the previous night? Oh, you keep the footage for a week? Great, I think someone slipped me something last night. I woke up feeling off, and I am only getting flashbacks. Yeah, if you could get back to me right away once you’ve checked, that would be great. We were sitting at a booth by the dance floor. Great, thanks man.
I went to my office. I was fuming. There’s no way I’m becoming a partner and staying at this office any longer. Who the f*ck drugs their employees and encourages them to cheat on the person they love? I wrote up my resignation to HR. I wasn’t going to send it until I had proof. I’ve always wanted to open my own business and this was the push I needed. F*cking a*sholes. They have no f*cking clue that I am about to burn down their world. They f*cked with the wrong man.
Addison came in with a cup of coffee, she had f*ck me heels on and her skirt was inappropriately short.
“Anything else I can get you, Aaron?”
“No, and it’s Mr. Grayson. Also, don’t come to work dressed like that ever again. You need appropriate office attire. This isn’t a club,”
She blushed to the roots of her hair and stumbled out of my office.
My phone chirped with an incoming text. I opened it, and it was a video from the night before. Jake came through. He zoomed in on our table and I watched as Greg distracted me, and you could clearly see Clea slipping a powder in my shot glass.
I downed the shot and the video cut to fifteen minutes later where I was on the dance floor. Thank God nothing inappropriate was happening. Addison had her arms around me, but I was literally just standing there. What got my attention though was Greg f*cking Cleo in the background up against the wall. My jaw dropped. You could clearly see him thrusting into her as she had one leg wrapped around his hip. How did no one see it? I looked for Brad and holy sh*t, Belinda was blowing him at the booth. I could see her head. bobbing. Were people that f*cking drunk that no one saw them?
I smirked and thanked Jake. He apologized profusely. He explained he was about to clean house on his staff because he did not allow the sh*t that was going on in that video to happen when he was at the bar. Greg and Brad were d’mb as sh*t. I happened to have the phone numbers of their wives. They liked Ava and invited her for tea a couple of times right after I won the award. That’s when the rumor started circulating that I was being considered as a partner. The wives were friends with all the partners‘ wives and girlfriends. With Brad and Greg as the senior partners, there were two other junior partners, and now I wonder how they got their promotions. I promptly sent the video to Greg and Brad’s wives, and then I sent my resignation letter to HR.
My phone rang as I walked to my car with my briefcase filled with my client’s files. Once the news hit the fan, I knew the reputation of this company was going to go downhill. Look what happened to Jason, and i wanted no part in that.
I saw it was Ava and answered it immediately.
“Baby, I’m….” I didn’t get what I wanted to say out. She was sobbing,
“Aaron, Savvy and I are at the hospital. Isha collapsed, and we couldn’t get a hold of the guys. They had already left for their mission and I remember them saying they would be radio silent.”
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“I’m on my way, baby.” I hung up with her and sent a text to Savage and Rage. Since that awesome f*cking barbecue night, we have all become friends. I was sure Savvy would call her men. I threw my stuff in my car and peeled out of the lot.
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