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CHAPTER 17

I received a call from Ms. Johana informing me that formalities have been completed and I can take Aaron anytime. At last, some good news! I was so fed up seeing him only through video calls that at the end of the call, I would always get frustrated, as I was not able to kiss or squeeze those chubby cheeks and was missing him so badly. I wanted to give him a tight hug, so I was counting the days until he finally arrived.

Now the most important thing is that I need to contact Emma and inform her to arrange the necessary documents for taking Aaron, and for my part, I have to start preparing his room and so many other things. Oh god, I have a hell lot of work; everything should be at its best.

When that bastard told me I would regret my decision, he kept his words to the fullest and started torturing me in every possible way. Beginning by doing silly things like making me prepare his coffee ‘N’ a number of times but would never drink, giving reasons coffee is not according to his taste. I know this asshole tastes very well. For the past 5 years, I have been preparing his coffee. He would throw anything on the floor, making sure I cleaned a couple of times, always telling me something and asking something else related to work. If I tried to argue, he would use authority, making me agree it was my mistake.

If I came to his lunch part, he would tell me to order from his preferred restaurant. He would always find some silly reasons, like I didn’t order according to his taste, or he didn’t say to order a delivered menu, and so on. He was making sure to start my day with his scolding and end it the same way too. If I think it will end only with this, I will be an idiot. The coming days will be the worst, for sure. You invited this, remember?

Randolph appointed a new male secretary, and strict instructions were given to me not to enter his cabin unless with permission. I had done the same before, but it was even more; most of my work related to him had been assigned to the new secretary, but not everything. I was the one preparing coffee, scheduling his appointments, ordering his lunch, and doing other office-related stuff. I was completely stopped from going on business trips with him or accompanying him to any meetings. I should contact him if it is totally obligatory, and that too through his secretary. What the heck, as if I cared darn about that bastard.

From everything, one thing was sure: He is damn serious about his new girlfriend. Finally, he got his choice of girl. Why will assholes like him always be lucky to get what they want? Why the hell is God blind toward me?

In the middle of my misery days, I took time one fine weekend, went to Destiny Island, completed the procedure, and brought Aaron along with me. This was my only hope and will keep me distracted from everything, especially recent developments.

My work burden has increased more and more, and firm instructions have been given that without completing the given work, I can’t go home. For the past few days, I have not been able to leave the office on time and always end up doing overtime. Thank God, I appointed a nanny to look after Aaron. She will always take care of him whenever I am stuck at work, not being able to spend more time with him only on the weekend. I always wanted Aaron with me; now he was with me, but I was not able to find time for him. A bloody bastard because of Randolph. I could have ended everything by throwing my resignation, but he would conclude that the world revolves around him, which is not a fact. Persons like Randolph cannot be trusted when they are good to you, and now that I am on his worst side, what else is waiting for me? Curious to find out, will he make me give up?

A man like Randolph can also change. If anyone had asked this question a few months ago, then we could have found the default answer. Now everything changed, and that man was changing. He was bloody serious with her, trying so much to overcome his Playboy image, and there was no unnecessary business with any girls, only work-related. No more his name in the gossip column; everything would be related only to Patricia. Their photos were floating everywhere, and they became a powerful couple. I knew about Patricia as the only successful and influential woman when I googled her. She has everything: education, status, and a good background. Adding to this, she is so gorgeous that every single successful male is chasing her. How the hell did this bastard become so lucky to get her? I am not able to digest that part.

Aaron started going to kindergarten. It’s been a month now, and I’m still not able to find time for him. I was thinking about how to make time for mother-son bonding, planning to take him somewhere. When I was in my own thoughts, I received a call from Randolph, who informed me to come to his cabin. What this bastard wants now made my way on permission, I entered.

“Good morning, Ms. Merlyn. I hope you are enjoying your overtime work. Let me guess that you are still stuck with your decision. I was busy with my personal things and was not able to concentrate on you. I am warning you one last time to reconsider your decision. Give your resignation. I will stick to what I said previously and will pay you more than you deserve. Just get the hell out of my life. Don’t you think it’s simple and best for both of us? Where the hell am I lacking? As far as I know, over the past few years, you liked money more than anything. Why the hell are you pathetically sticking here and driving me crazy? Trust me, these days whatever I was doing was nothing, and I want to make you understand that you meant nothing both to me and also to this company. For the last time, please reconsider your fucking decision.” I didn’t reply to any of this, and I was studying his face when I took this decision. I was practically ready for everything. What more possible things can be expected? In any case, did I touch his bottom line?

Ms. Merlyn, should I take this as ‘No’, “Yes, I am not going to give my resignation for your personal reason”, “Well, this would be interesting and erotic, Ms. Merlyn, come and give me a blowjob.”

I was startled for a few seconds. Don’t tell me he is going to use me this way just to kick me off. “Are you a fucking dump? Come and give me a blowjob.” “Hell no, I won’t, in any case.”

Randolph started laughing deviously, got up from the chair, and started walking towards me. I was gulping down. This is not good. Run. I started running towards the door, but he was ahead of me and locked the door. “You can’t force me; if you do, I will go in front of the media.” “Remember, Ms. Merlyn, you asked for it. I am not using my authority, nor will you do any funny business. A deal is a deal. I cautioned you, didn’t I? I gave you a final warning, but you are being egocentric and not giving a fuck.” With that, he dragged me towards the couch by pulling my hair; he sat on it, and I was on the floor facing him.

His eyes filled with anger and fury, and by pulling my hair forcefully, he took me close to his face. “Fucking told you not to trigger me; this is the result you are going to get. Unbuckle my pants and start giving me a blow job.”

I was not moving and not doing whatever he was saying, which only triggered his anger. His grip on my hair was even tighter; it was painful. Hard tears were threatening to flow; he was fed up. He unbuckled his pants on his own and was ready with his member. I was trying my best to escape from him, trying to loosen his grip on my hair, but every effort of mine was useless. He brought my face towards his member and forcefully made me swallow it, making me move accordingly. After a few seconds, tears started welling up, and something started hurting. I was not able to identify what it was because, at the same time, my mouth, throat, his grip on my hair, and my heart were all hurting.

After a few minutes, he ejaculated and left my hair, and I lost my balance and fell on the floor. He didn’t show sympathy, not even a second while buckling his pants; he told me to get out. After gaining consciousness from everything, I was feeling nauseous. I ran towards the washroom and started throwing up, tears flowing nonstop. I was cleansing my mouth, but no matter what, I was not able to get rid of his redolence in my mouth.

The fucking bastard humiliated me in the worst way, not only by throwing words but also through his actions. He showed me everything from the best to the worst things, and after this, I strongly decided something in my mind. I am not going to give him what he wants. After all this, he is fucking degraded and thinking of getting rid of me like hell. I will give him that satisfaction. I washed my face with determination and made my way towards my cabin. I heard a chuckle from the front receptionists when I saw them making a disgusting face. Like hell, I will give a dam about these bitches.

When I reached home, it was 8 p.m. Aaron’s nanny was still waiting for me, and she bid goodbye to both of us. My boy was awake, waiting for me. As soon as he saw me, he ran towards me, gave me a tight hug, and started babbling about something, giggling. When I said everything could vanish by seeing his face, I was so true; indeed, it was working. Making me feel more relaxed from every shitty thing.

I started preparing the dinner we had together. We were both tired and off to bed. I had prepared a separate room for him. I never once made him sleep over there. He is growing to need to be independent. I will think of it when he gets a little bit older, but not now.

After that incident, I thought he would stop with that as he was so serious about his new girlfriend, but I was wrong. He had turned into a monster for me by hook or crook, and he wanted to get rid of me. Why the hell is he thinking of me as a threat? Other than enjoying his pathetic state, what the hell is he trying to prove by doing everything? Isn’t he making the situation worse if he is trying to prove something by turning himself into a worse person? I will welcome everything, and I gladly want to know how much more he is going to fall below.

I may be an orphan, naïve, and clumsy, but I never slept for money, not even once. Regardless of the situation, he started it and tossed money in return. Fucking, he gets to start everything on his own and can decide when to stop it like hell. I will follow and give him satisfaction.

He never stopped with one blowjob and would call to his cabin every time we would end up having hardcore sex without showing any mercy by giving no room for me to escape. In his cabin, I should have found a place where we didn’t have sex everywhere, but he never forgot to give me a reminder before exiting his cabin. “Fucking have pills don’t give me any surprise, especially not at this moment,” and I am bloody out of my mind to give birth to another manipulator. Not even in his dreams. Without his reminder, I would always carry pills on my vanity. After finishing, I would gulp down, not wasting a second.

Patricia started visiting the company, and both of them became a hot topic of discussion. She was graceful and always would greet employees with a broad smile, irrespective of designation, which stole the hearts of everyone. They started praising her for this down-to-earth behavior, and more hostility was shown towards me because of that bastard. The romance between the couple was displayed everywhere in no time and carried into his cabin too. I had witnessed it so many times, and if I am not wrong, he made me watch his romance. What he was trying to prove was beyond my thinking, and at the same time, I was curious about what would be his next worst step to get rid of me. The worst things are getting better and better.

Finally, my dream came true. I got engaged to Patricia. How the hell both of us got to this level was beyond my reach. Only a few days before, I was dying to ask her out, but now that she is my fiancée, this was not a rash decision. I know it’s been only a few months. I was not going to miss her, in any case. Every jerk had an eye on her. Patricia started indirectly giving hints, discussed it with my family, and yes, I proposed to her.

For the first time in my life, I was so terrified those few seconds to hear her answer. I never vested myself so much in any deal if it was millions worth together too. At that moment, a simple ‘Yes’ meant a lot to me, and after hearing her answer, I couldn’t believe she accepted me, and I was at the peak of my happiness. Everything was on track, like everything—my family, my status, my career, my soon-to-be future wife—but only one thing was off track: Ana, my fucking secretary. I tried many means to get rid of her, but there was no result. Why the hell is she bound to become a pain? I got engaged to Patricia; no need to worry, but I still don’t want to take any chances. No one was a pain before, and I would always make sure to shut their mouth one way or another, but with Ana, I am not getting what else should be done; she has become a leech. Before she accepted whatever I had thrown on her face, What the hell is her problem now? I was not trying to kick her out with an empty hand, still not budging from her decision.

I want to enjoy this moment with Patricia. I don’t want to give a crap to any other bitches. Dam did so much to get rid of her desire to stick over here; let her, but everything with her ends here; no fucking any other business with her.

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