Ava's POV
I lay on my bed, the sound of the ticking clock was the only thing that could be heard in the room. My time was far spent reminiscing about my escapade with Scott Marcelo. I rolled over on the bed for the umpteenth time now, trying to get the memories all out of my head. It was past midnight already but I still couldn't sleep.
I still couldn't get that morning out of my mind. We were young, it must have been teenage exuberance. We remained in the locker room while others went to the classroom that morning.
He pulled me against the wall and shut the door. The locker room was dimly lit and musty, with rows of metal lockers lining the walls. The air was cool, the floor scuffed, and an eerie quietness filled the space.
"Do you want this?" He asked in a quiet voice that had my heart racing. "I want you Scott." I wrapped my hands around his neck. "You have a nice body." He whispered into my ears. I giggled softly. He caressed my lips slightly, with his thumb. I stroked his hair and ran my hands from his face down to his chest and then I stopped. "Why did you stop?" He held my hands as if directing them to run through his abs.
He pressed his nose against my cheek in a gentle manner. I took off my top, though I was shaking. "Are you scared?" He asked, with his hand holding my chin. "No."
"You are," he sniffed my neck. "You also smell nice." He remarked, without taking his eyes off my body. And then, his lips ran from the back of my ear, to my neck and then between my breasts. "I can stop if you want Ava… just say it,"
"I don't want you to stop Scott." I moaned. He buried his head between my breasts and held my waist firmly. I was wet already and as if he knew this, he raised his head. He grinned, showing me his perfect set of teeth. I chuckled.
"I love you Ava… you know right?" Without waiting for my response, his lips descended on mine. It was fire; his tongue in mine and mine in his. I grabbed his collar and began to tear his shirt open in haste. Just then, we heard footsteps approaching.
"Ava they're coming, hide over there," he spoke in a hushed tone, pointing to a locker at the corner of the room. "It's dark over there Scott, I'm scared of the dark." I trembled. "Don't be scared" His lips cracked a smile. I scurried off to find a good hiding spot, just before the people stepped in. They were Scott's friends, I could tell from the way Scott related with them. After a while, I couldn't hear their voices anymore, so I came out from hiding. They were gone.
My desires were left hanging; he never quenched them and then I heard he traveled a few weeks after that day. He didn't even say goodbye. I wondered if I had made a wrong choice by accepting to be his P.A after so many years of not setting my eyes on him. I let out a deep sigh.
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By the time I woke up the next morning, it was 7am already. I hurriedly showered. I had a hard time sorting out my outfit for the day. It was beyond wanting to look my best on my first day at work, although I had never really worked under anyone other than my dad.
I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders. I knew I was capable, and I wasn't going to let a few butterflies in my stomach stop me from making a great first impression. I sprayed twice the normal amount of perfume I sprayed each day. I crashed my new car a few days back, so embarrassingly, I had to go to the bank with Scott, that way I'ld save my money. Thank God I had his address already, and his place wasn't far from mine.
Scott's abode was just as big as my dad's. I gazed up at the towering mansion before me, my eyes wide with admiration. Just as I was about to press on the buzzer to announce my presence, the gate slid open. Looking in the direction of the cameras, I was a bit shocked that Scott had informed his staff what I looked like. Walking into the compound, I had a guard take me towards a parlor in the main building and after being told that he would be with me shortly, I was left alone.
Few minutes later, Scott emerged from one of the side doors and seemed shocked at my presence. Doing a double take, he stared at me for a few seconds before turning on his heel and leaving the same way he came.
I was completely stunned by the turn of events. While I wasn't expecting a warm reception, I also didn't expect to be ignored so blatantly. Stealing my resolve, I decided not to let it affect me since it was quite clear that he wanted a rise out of me and I wouldn't give him that satisfaction even if it meant having to endure more scenarios like this.