Chapter 26: Chapter 24: Honeymoon Is Over
Leslie's P.O.V.
My ears were blaring!!
Fuck!
The bed was warm, but empty as I open my heavy eyelids. Disoriented and confused I frown at the noise blaring from my phone at my bedside. Suddenly everything about last night comes rushing back to me and that euphoria, amazing, heated feeling rush and glides through me. I gasp quietly, remembering the feel of his mouth and hands on me, or the way he'd felt sliding inside of me for the very first time. I moan, squeezing my thighs together and feeling the delicious soreness in my middle as I remembered how he'd claimed me, and how he'd put his cum so deep inside of me.
I remembered everything we'd said, and slowly, my hands crept over my racing heart.
I close my eyes, and tried to center myself in focusing, I still feel the heat growing inside. I could still feel the ghost of his caress on me, thinking about it, just sends a thrill and feeling of love and a soft glow creep over me and has my heart jumping and my whole body buzzing.
I grin, blushing.
"This is a new me"I thought to myself sighing out of happiness.
Deciding to snap out from daydreaming and reminicing last night I called out Damien's name, but there was no response.
Weird!
I frown, but when I turned over in the big bed, my brows shot up.
As I read a note twice, and a third time, and then a fourth, before I finally just concentrated on that last part.
"Get dressed, we're leaving for New York"The note says in a plantiff way.
Strange"I thought as the feeling of dreads slips through me. I hurry into my suite. Taking a quick shower, grabbing on a pant suit.
I made sure to pack up my suitcase, as I was about to wheel my suitcase out of the room I remember my cellphone then turn to grab it.
"Morgan's name" glinted on the caller ID as I pick up the call.
"Girl, what the fuck?"
"Have been trying to reach you, but it seems you were too busy working that arse of yours"She shrieks.
"Hello, to you too Morgan"I say, with a bored tone. This morning just took a real dramatic turn.
"Is everything okay at home"I ask, a bit worried seeing her call so early here.
"well, I should be asking you the same thing"She then says, with a voice going down a notch and a bit panicky which is unlike Morgan.
"What happened?"I ask, a bit nervous myself now.
"See for yourself"She says, as she ends the call and a message pops on. As she sends me a link.
I unlock my phone a bit more scared now, tapping into the link on my phone and just then my world came crashing down!
All the blood drains from my face, my hands shaking like leaf clover, my heart racing with each and every bit. My legs shaking as I stumble to the ground.
"What have I done"I whisper as fear grips me. In the link Morgan sent to me a picture of my face and me naked.
And an article that screams:
"slutty personal assistant of Boyce oil and Shipping corporation sleeping her way up to the top"
What's a modern day social climber!
I wonder if she's tried to seduce the CEO hinself.!
Slut!
What a bitch!
As I scrolled through the article and comments. Each words hit me like some kinda of backlash. I see more photos. Of me yesterday on the window with damien. My face clearer in each photos, Most of them seems Photoshopped.
But as I glance through everything, I couldn't find anything on Damien. The reporter and writer of the article made it seem like I was a prostitute sleeping with the shareholders and investors to get clients and seal deals to make my way to the top. Suddenly, it felt like I had taken a blow from a knife, it starts to sink, and ache.
Confusion and panic sets in, with the speed each and every media house and platform keeps publishing and spreading the article with different title and different angles of the photos.
Made me want to throw up. If Morgan has seen this, then It also means my parents too are aware.
I shudder with fear and it feels like a part of me crumbled. I was too deep in thoughts that I didn't notice the sound of Damien footsteps.
"we need to leave now. I've arranged everything for our flight back." He says in a gruff and cold voice.
"What's happening"I whisper, with need of getting answers. I forced myself in taking deep breaths.
We'll talk in the plane"He says not looking at me in the eye as he grabs my luggage and swiftly moves out of the room.
One hour later.....
It'd all been a pretty little lie, and I'd swallowed the whole thing like a damn pill.
Now am the one bearing the consequences!
"How did those pictures get out"I ask quietly .
"I have no idea, But don't worry HR will handle this issue"He says in a business like tone as he types away in his laptop.
"Can I understand one thing, why am I portrayed the villianess in this story. We both had sex in broad daylight, and we were both on that window when obviously those photos were taken. So why is it that am the only one in the spotlight?"I ask confused and upset. Angry that I didn't listen to the little voice in my head telling me not to cross the line.
Frustrated because I seem to be the one on the Frontline. Hurt that's he's being this cold at a moment like this.
"I'm as confused as you are"He says, finally staring at me for the first time today.
Fighting back tears, I turn to the side of the chair in the plane staring out of the window. Holding on to whatever sanity I still have left.
It would be best if you don't go home for a while. The paparazzi has flocked and camped in your parents house, and I don't think you should stay alone for now"He murmurs quietly with a closed off look.
And so this is my story.
Hurricane Leslie strikes again!
Having spent three days in Hong Kong having the time of my life and falling for a guy who comes from a different world from mine.
Things couldn't have been more perfect and it really was too damn good to be true!
I thought I was living the dream but now reality has set it. For all the pleasured moments, sigh, and moans, I get to receive the backlash in full fold.
Two weeks later.....
So here I am after two weeks of the incident. Damien hasn't even tried to reach me, I decided to bunk with Morgan. Have spoken to my parents assuring them that I was doing fine and that I'll be staying with Morgan for while . I Didn't want to go back to his penthouse to him because I definitely didn't want to see Damien yet.
It was my lust and attraction to him that caused all this.
Have been like a zombie zoning in and out. Can't even seem to digest any meal properly. Although the article about me still trends but it isn't as bad as it was a week before but I did get a little present from HR.
When Damien said HR, was going to handle the issue during the plane ride I never knew he meant this;
A day after the whole fantasy land dream trip I received an email from work..
Or More like I was
Fired!
They didn't even wait for like a week.
They sent it in a form letter.
Ever since the whole world thinks am such a social climber. Well I fell ill, since my trip from Hong Kong . I haven't been sleeping well and eating well too and I always felt nauseous, dizzy and tired.
I crunch and munched on my dry chips since it's now like a favourite snack of mine now. Have spent the whole day lazing around on Morgan's couch trying to drown my sorrows, hanging my head, trying to recall what did the letter says;
Dear Ms. Leslie Ruffle,
We regret to inform you that your employment at Boyce oil and shipping Industries and corporation has been terminated, effective immediately.
Your employment has been terminated for the following reasons:
- Violation of Conduct Policy 3-4. Committing any acts which constitute sexual assault or indecent exposure.
- violation of conduct policy 3-6
Fraternizing with work colleagues and clients
-Violation of Conduct Policy 3-7. Engaging in other forms of sexually immoral or objectionable conduct.
Severance pay shall not be paid because your termination was for cause. Within thirty days, we will issue a letter to you outlining the status of your benefits. Insurance coverage will continue for the time required by New York State employment law.
The personnel office will coordinate your final paycheck and work with your supervisor on the collection of your personal items.
Also you'll pay a fine for breach of contract.
We regret this action and wish you the best of luck in your endeavors.
Sincerely,
Joan Marietta
Director of Human Resources
So now am broke, and jobless.
Will you please pull yourself to together"Morgan says, walking up to me as she snatches the bag of chips from me.
"Girl you got to move on, so what your nude photos went viral, you're not the first it's happened to. Besides you looked sexy as hell in that photo so I don't see why you need to wallow in self guilt"She says with a bossy tone as she crash next to me.
" I love you"I say, laughing out with tears threatening to slip out of my eyes.
" I still got fired tho"I chirp.
"As long as you don't regret what Happened between you and Mr sexy, life moves on darling. Soon they'll forget about the article and focus on another next big gossip"She says, taking my hands into hers smiling.
"You know theirs a huge possibility that I might not get another job anytime soon"I say pouting at her.
"Well screw them, you can be your own boss"She says smirking.
"Now this was one of the reason why I love Morgan. She tries to see past the negative and for a person like me who has experienced her own fair share of negativity I love the fact that she tries to push me to look last all that.
"Thanks Morgan, you're the best"I say hugging her closely.
"Now I feel much better"I say sighing.
"Heavens, you stink. Got take a bath"She says chasing me into the bathroom.
"I left some sanitary pads for you, since today is that day of the month"She then says nonchalantly, leaving me alone with my thoughts. It's not weird that my best friend knows when I see my mense. Besides hers comes a week earlier than mine.
So it's totally not strange!
But the strange part is, just does words sends panic through me.
"Oh"I mumble. I guess it skipped my mind I whisper, but a sense of dread lingered in the air.
"Leslie"She murmurs as if she could read my mind.
Just then the memories of my nights with Damien slams through me.
"We never used protection, not even once"I whisper.
Bloody hell!
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