《The Billionaire鈥檚 Nanny》


 Chapter 1 unwanted baby

    The sunlight streaming into the room from the parted curtains on the window arose him. He squinted his eyes as he got up,bing his hair with his fingers. It had been a wild night, he¡¯d gotten drunk but not drunk enough to not know what he¡¯d been up to, he picked up his trousers from where he¡¯d discarded it and wore them before pulling his shirt over his head, thankfully his Rolex wristwatch stillid on the bedside table, just as he was fixing it on his wrist, she woke up¡­ Damn!


    He couldn¡¯t recall her name, some dark-haired beauty from the club, she had approached him and he¡¯d thought to himself how much he needed to release the tension, but he hated having them wake up to him, it was easier slinking away.


    ¡°Baby,¡± She purred. Exactly his point!


    ¡°Hey,¡± He said continuing with his wristwatch as his eyes darted about the room for his shoes.


    ¡°Come back to bed,¡± She said pouting at him. He let his eyes roam over her naked body, she was good-looking, he had to admit that, buting back to bed? On a workday? He doubted she was worth it, with barely any memory of their escapades from the night before, he couldn¡¯t say for sure so instead, he moved towards the other side of the room where his shoesid and began to put them on.


    ¡°I have work.¡± He said in a dry tone.


    ¡°I promise to make it worth your time, just likest night.¡± She said giving him a knowing look that he couldn¡¯t rte to, he gave her a nk stare in return.


    ¡°You were drunk out of your mind,¡± She said standing up in her full glory and walking up to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and let her finger trail his chest. ¡°Let me remind you.¡± She whispered.


    Benson stared back at her with cold, uninterested eyes. ¡°I¡¯m good.¡± He said.


    Her face fell. ¡°C¡¯mon,¡± She insisted. ¡°You can¡¯t just leave like that. Okay, when are we meeting next? Dinner tonight?¡± She asked with a bright smile on her face.


    He shook his head, she was making it harder than this was meant to be. It would have been better if he¡¯d simply gone back home from the clubst night, at least he won¡¯t have a naked woman hanging onto him and begging for another meeting that was never going to happen.


    He ced his hand on hers gently pulling her away from him. ¡°There would be no other meeting, do you understand that?¡± He asked.


    Her face twisted in confusion. ¡°What are you saying? Didn¡¯tst night mean anything to you? We had fun,¡± She said wrapping her legs around him again. ¡°I could show you how much more we could have.¡±


    Benson sighed, he hated shameless women, he preferred his women with a little bit of sense of self-worth but ever since he stopped giving a fuck who he spent the night with because that required a whole lot of energy and courting that he couldn¡¯t be bothered with, he was mostly stuck with women like this, the ones who approached him and clung to him without an iota of shame. He felt physically sick.


    ¡°This was just sex, I appreciate your efforts in trying to do more of that but I¡¯m fine.¡± He said moving away from her, she stared back at him, stunned.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    Benson made his way back to the bed, picked up his phone, and headed towards the door and just as he was about to open the door, he turned to her.


    ¡°Get dressed, my assistant will be here shortly, you can give him a price then, I promise hispliance.¡± He said and walked off shutting the door behind him.


    He takes the elevator downstairs and heads to the garage, gets into his car, and drives off. Back in his building, he takes the elevator to the penthouse he owned. His strides were calm and elegant as he walked into his home, he was greeted by the peaceful ambiance of it, just as he¡¯d always loved it.


    At forty, Benson believed he was at the age where he deserved to rx and enjoy life as he¡¯d always wanted it. It was why he lived alone and so far off from everyone else in the building, he kept to himself and simply enjoyed the bliss that came with the life he¡¯d chosen, it was also why he never brought any of his flings home.


    He was aware of the fact that he¡¯d been described as a man whore considering his rtionship with women barely eversted more than a night, not after that ident that is, the one in which he¡¯d lost everything he¡¯d ever loved, and the hopes he¡¯d had included, it was a part of the reasons he kept himself secluded and unattached because he believes everything was temporary, and when you let yourself get attached to those things when the time to let goes, the pain was simply unimaginable.


    He slide his hand on his ringing phone as he made his way into the bedroom.


    ¡°Yes, I¡¯m aware and I¡¯ll be there soon.¡± He said in a curt tone to his secretary, she was informing him for the hundredth time about his meeting with the investors from abroad.


    ¡°Set up a meeting with John as soon as possible.¡± He informed her before tossing the phone on the bed and getting into the shower.


    He stared back at his reflection in the mirror as he buttoned his white inner shirt that was tucked into his suit pants. Benson Astor was considered one of the most eligible bachelors in the world, he had the looks, fame, and money to go with it, he had been called one hell of a lucky bastard but Benson knew luck was far from it, luck had nothing to do with all he¡¯d achieved, he¡¯d worked hard and groveled his way into bing who he was today, but saying all of that wasn¡¯t cute, it was easier to be who he¡¯d been made out to be on TV and magazines.


    It was ironic how his story was out there for everyone to see, anyone could read a few minutes read of his Wikipedia biography and think to themselves that they knew all there was to know about him, he¡¯d had people judge him from what they¡¯d read or heard, but Benson had long ago stopped caring, it was why he did what he wanted these days, drank when he felt like, clubbed where he felt like and most of all, fucked whom he felt like¡­ Life had been much easier that way.


    He¡¯d turned to drink after his whole life hade to chaos a few years ago, but everyone else thought yet again he¡¯d been one lucky bastard to have survived the ident, still, he was d no one else knew because one thing he hated was being pitied, now being feared, envied, worshipped, that was something he loved and would forever enjoy the feeling that came with those.


    He picked up his suit jacket and headed towards the main door, shutting the lights as he went, his housekeeper was sue toeter in the day, he had here three times a week even though his mother had insisted he gets a live-in one.


    Benson pulled the door and just as he was about to step out, his eyes settled on the bundle thaty in front of him, on the bare floor. His eyes darted around but no one else was here, who would¡¯ve dropped this, it wasn¡¯t an apartment number mix-up, he was the only one on this floor.


    Shock coursed through his body when a loud shrill came from the bundle, holy fuck, it was a kid! His eyes widened just as he bent down and picked up the paper sticking out, trying his best not to touch the child, he tore open the card and in scrawny, hasty handwriting, he read;


    Take care of her.


    Benson looked around him before letting the letter slide from his hand to the floor.


    ¡°What the fuck!¡± He whispered to himself.

 Chapter 2

    It was Alita¡¯sst day in her job, but she was yet to know that.


    She pulled her bag from the rack and ran out of the house, she waste and she hated beingte. It wasn¡¯t exactly her fault, or maybe it was, her nightmares fromst night had been terrible and she¡¯d taken a little more than the usual dose of her sleeping pills, the consequences were what she was facing this morning.


    She worked for the Williams family, an upper ss, wealthy snobs that treated her like trash but she couldn¡¯t care less, the pay was good so she simply went, took care of the boys, and tried to mind her business, although that was hard considering how Mr. Williams was beginning to find it hard to keep his old, wrinkled hands to himself.


    Alita had begun fending for herself from a very young age, she¡¯d had no one to depend on so she did it all by herself, she had withstood too many obstacles and was prepared to withstand many more, it was why her employer¡¯s behavior didn¡¯t faze her or made her want to run for the hills immediately. She knew men like him, they had the perfect little house, wife, kids, and jobs, from the outside it might look as though they had it all but they didn¡¯t, they¡¯d grown bored, going golfing and fishing with the boys didn¡¯t do much to lit up the entertainment sparks so they look and see their domestic help, and they think to themselves that this was the perfect person to give in to what they seek¡­ It was just unfortunate that Alita wasn¡¯t that type of girl, and nothing, not even him threatening to make sure she lost her job had made her change her mind, although she¡¯d been scared a little yet again she thought to herself that he had his name to protect more than hers, and so nothing would be happening.


    The walk from the substation was a short one and soon enough she was making her way up the house. She knocked before letting herself in, as usual, silence met her which wasn¡¯t abnormal, sometimes Mrs. Williams had left for work already leaving the twins under the care of the housekeeper.


    ¡°Good morning.¡± She greeted letting her voice ring out in the vast sitting room as she made her way up the stairs, towards the boy¡¯s room just as a voice stopped her.


    ¡°Good morning Alita,¡± Mrs. Williams said from downstairs, Alita turned and saw her still dressed in her sleeping robe, which was weird but none of her business.


    ¡°Hi, good morning.¡± She said cheerfully heading back down, Mrs. Williams wasn¡¯t a bad employer, as bad as her husband that was but she was insecure and had only hired Alita if she agreed to wear only baggy and unattractive clothes to work, it had been a strange request but she hadn¡¯t mind, she had been desperate for a job and she¡¯d have taken anything at that time.


    ¡°We need to talk.¡± Mrs. Williams said taking a sip of her usual morning coffee, her eyes cold as they settled on Alita.


    Her heartbeat elerated, Oh God! No.


    ¡°Oh, okay.¡± She said not letting any of her nervousness seep into her tone.


    ¡°I know,¡± She said giving her that same look, Alita¡¯s face held confusion immediately.


    ¡°Excuse me?¡± She asked.


    ¡°Don¡¯t you dare y dumb with me?¡± She said in an edgy voice.


    ¡°I¡¯m not ying dumb, I¡­ I don¡¯t understand what¡¯s going on.¡± She said stuttering.


    ¡°You and my husband?¡± And she let out cynicughter. ¡°You think I wouldn¡¯t find out?¡±


    Alita could swear that for a few seconds after, her heart stopped beating. What the hell was going on? What did Mrs. Williams know? Had her husband gone on to take action following his threats? The numerous unanswered questions piled up in her head.


    ¡°I should have known.¡± She said approaching her slowly. ¡°I should have known that you were nothing but a little slut who tried to snatch my husband.¡±


    Alita shook her head desperately. ¡°That isn¡¯t true.¡±


    ¡°Really? What is the truth then? Go on, tell me.¡± She urged.


    ¡°I have nothing going on with¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you dare lie to me! He has confessed everything, how it was just a momentary thing but then you began threatening him, how dare you! Do you think because he had sex with you, his whole world should revolve around you? Asking him to divorce me unless you¡¯d inform him yourself.¡± She askedughing.


    Alita was stunned, where the hell was thating from? That fucking old nitwit! He had lied to his wife, spun this whole story to his wife even going as far as implicating himself just to make her suffer for refusing his advances.


    ¡°I swear he¡¯s not telling the truth, I¡­¡±Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    The rest of her words dying in her lips when Mrs. Williams hand swung and came down on her cheeks, Alita gasped.


    ¡°You dare to use my husband of lying, you little slut! You must think you¡¯re special huh, look around, all these luxuries, they must have been so attractive to you, the closet you¡¯d ever get to being surrounded by things like this and because you¡¯re a lowlife scheming, greedy bitch, you wanted it, you wanted everything and seduced my husband.¡± As she spoke, she walked closer to Alita until there was barely any space left between them. ¡°I know my husband and I know of his little hobby of looking outside, I¡¯m not stupid Alita, but to have the audacity toe into my home and attempt to steal everything I¡¯ve worked hard to build, no sweetheart, not under my watch!¡±


    ¡°I swear you have to believe me, ma¡¯am, he¡¯s only angry because I refused to have anything to do with him! I¡¯ve never had and I will never have anything to do with your husband, I swear you have to believe me!¡± She begged in a desperate voice because she was always desperate for a job. After all, not having one meant no shelter over her head or food.


    It must be nice, for people who had grown up having everything handed to them and had barely ever had to work for half the things they enjoyed, the sort of people who were born with so much luck, they barely knew what to do with it, the ones who simply had to snap and they had the world at their feet, she had no idea what that felt like and she knew she¡¯d never, it was why she begged, begged as her life depended on it because it did, she fell to her knees throwing her pride away.


    ¡°You have to believe me, ma¡¯am, I respect you too much to do anything like that. I swear it.¡± She begged as tears rolled down her cheeks.


    ¡°Get the hell away from me!¡± She screamed.


    ¡°This is all him, he knew you were going to do this if he said all he¡¯d said. He knew you were going to forgive him and take it out on him. Why won¡¯t you just believe me? I did nothing wrong, he¡¯s the pervert who uses every opportunity to sexually harass me and¡­¡±


    The rest of her words died in her lips when she felt hot liquid run down her hair, down her face, the hotness didn¡¯t even cause her to flinch, she¡¯d frozen instead, at the shock of it all, the embarrassment and degrading of having hot coffee poured over her head while she knelt at the feet of someone else begging and crying over something she didn¡¯t do.


    ¡°Get up and get the hell out of here before I call the police!¡± Mrs. Williams yelled kicking her so hard, shended on the floor and for a minute, her vision blurred.


    Alita felt nothing but self-pity for herself, she wished she¡¯d just die instead, anything better than living a life as pathetic as this one.

 Chapter 3

    Benson was going crazy, it all seemed like a dream, one he needed to wake up from immediately. It had been two hours since he¡¯d found the baby in front of his apartment, he¡¯d called his assistant and currently, they were both standing inside his apartment staring at the child as though she was some sort of alien.


    ¡°What do we do next sir?¡± His assistant, Luke asked turning to him.


    He sighed, this made no sense, why would someone -anyone- drop a baby in front of his home? And still, having the audacity to tell him to take care of her? Like he was obliged to.


    ¡°I¡¯m thinking.¡± He said in reply.


    ¡°Do you think she could be uh¡­¡±


    He let his words trail when Benson sent him a searing re. His mind had gone there at first, he¡¯d done a mental calction of all the women he¡¯d been within thest months but then like a p to the face, reality had hit him so fast when he remembered that was impossible, he couldn¡¯t father a child, not if he tried and he hadn¡¯t even dared to do anything with any woman without protection.


    No one other than him and his doctor knew of his condition ever since his ident, he had kept it under the wraps because he was deeply ashamed of that inability but he wasn¡¯t going to dwell on it or spiral into and of self-pity right now, it wasn¡¯t important¡­ He knew he wasn¡¯t the father of this girl here and if the mother whoever she was had hoped he¡¯d be baited into thinking he was, she was deeply mistaken and whoever she was, he was going to find her.


    ¡°I want her found!¡± He said to his assistant. ¡°Get the footage of everyone who entered the building this morning after I did.¡±


    It was a shame that the CCTV cameras in the building didn¡¯t extend to his floor, he enjoyed his privacy that much but that didn¡¯t mean he wasn¡¯t going to do all he could to find who¡¯d done this, and when he did, he was going to make her wish she was dead instead. His eyes settled on the child, Luke had guessed she was about a month or two old, she was still an infant and had been abandoned by her mother to a stranger, he needed to know what was going on in the head of that woman. What had given her the impression that he was the person to take care of her child?


    ¡°I have a meeting in thirty minutes.¡± He said ncing at his wristwatch, his secretary had been blowing up his phone but he¡¯d paid it no heed. ¡°Bring her along to the office, we¡¯d keep her in the baby care center until I figure out what to do with her.¡±


    ¡°What if we can¡¯t find the mother, sir?¡± Luke asked as they made their way to his car.


    Benson red at him. ¡°The only way we won¡¯t find her is if she¡¯s dead.¡± He said in a cold tone.


    ¡°But what if the baby is better off not being with her?¡± He continued and Benson felt a headacheing up. Luke had been his assistant for six years now and in that time, they¡¯d grown something akin to friendship considering the other knew almost everything concerning him which was why he found it quite easy to voice out whatever thoughts popped up in his head.


    ¡°Why should that be my business?¡± He asked.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know, it¡¯s just¡­ I feel a mother who¡¯ll dump her child just anywhere is telling how much she doesn¡¯t want the child, who knows what next she¡¯ll do?¡±


    Benson said nothing in response as he drove off, he wasn¡¯t going to bother himself with what Luke was saying, he was going to find the mother and hand her child right back to her, it was not a concern of his if she wanted the child or not, she had to take care of the child now. It was selfish to go on and have a child you didn¡¯t want and then force them upon strangers, he wasn¡¯t going to let her get away with this.


    Sarah, his secretary was standing outside waiting for him, he glowered at her, she was a little bit toopetent sometimes.


    ¡°You weren¡¯t picking my calls sir, I was worried.¡± She exined hurriedly when she saw the look on his face.


    He walked past her. ¡°Are they here?¡±


    ¡°Yes, they¡¯re in the conference room. I told them some urgent family situation came up that you had to deal with. They don¡¯t look too happy.¡± She said hurrying up next to him.


    He turned to Luke. ¡°Take her there and get on with the search for her mother.¡± He instructed before continuing on his way with Sarah hot on his heels.


    ¡°Some woman dumped a baby in front of my door, that¡¯s what happened.¡± He said gritting his teeth.


    ¡°What?¡± She asked shocked. ¡°Who else knows about this? We can¡¯t let it get out, the media is going to feast on it.¡± She said, her usual efficiency kicking into action. Benson loved everyone who surrounded him, he loved hardworking people and they all were especially Sarah and Luke.


    He shrugged. ¡°No one knows anything yet. I want Luke to find her.¡±


    ¡°Is she your child? Do you want a test carri¡­¡±


    He cut her short immediately. ¡°She is not! And I want you to get that thought off your head, for now, make sure the baby is well-fed and taken care of, before the end of today I¡¯m certain we¡¯d have gotten her mother.¡± And he walked away from her headed into the conference room. He massaged his head before entering, it had been one hell of a day, and it was still morning.


    **** **** ****


    He shot up from his seat. ¡°What the hell do you mean by that?¡± He asked Luke. It was almost evening and he had buried himself in work forgetting all the business from the morning, all he could think of was going home, taking a warm shower, and unwinding up, it was all he could look forward to not until Luke walked into his office, his presence alone a reminder of what he¡¯d tucked away.


    ¡°She¡¯d given a fake name at the entrance and none of the cameras had captured her face, I think she¡¯d known about them and made a lot of efforts to conceal herself from recognition.¡± He exined.


    Benson shook his head, this couldn¡¯t be right. ¡°So what you¡¯re telling me is¡­¡±


    ¡°We have no idea who she is.¡± He finished off.


    ¡°Where¡¯s the child?¡± He asked.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Outside with Sarah,¡± Luke answered.


    Benson marched outside where Sarah held the child awkwardly, it was obvious she was just as bad with kids as he was, she looked like she¡¯d rather be doing anything else.


    ¡°How¡¯s she?¡± He asked.


    ¡°Fine, I think. What are you going to do now sir? Luke can¡¯t find the mother and we need to keep this on the low as much as possible.¡± She said looking at him.


    Benson took back what he¡¯d said about them being efficient and reliable, they couldn¡¯t even think of what to do with an infant child, oh they could but they didn¡¯t want to, hell! He didn¡¯t want to either.


    ¡°I live with my mother,¡± Luke piped in. ¡°She hates kids!¡±


    Benson red at him but said nothing before turning back to Sarah.


    She shook her head. ¡°I¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not asking you to, but someone has to!¡± He said angrily because he could feel it, he knew who it was going to be and he wasn¡¯t wrong when a few minutester, he was driving back home with the baby carefully ced in the car seat at the back of his car.


    ¡°Shit!¡± He muttered to himself over and over again because had somehow without lifting a finger gotten himself into a very shitty situation that he had no idea how to get off.

 Chapter 4

    ¡°Oh God, Alita!¡± She heard her best friend exim as she made her way into her apartment, she knew it was a mess, she was a mess.


    She¡¯d gotten home and began thrashing everything and everywhere, it was a far cry from the kind of person she was but after she was done, it had felt right, to have settled herself in the middle of the chaos and think, think of what the hell she was meant to do next. Mrs. Williams had her physically thrown out of her home spewing degrading names at her while she was kicked out, Alita had never felt so humiliated.


    ¡°That damn woman! I¡¯m going to kill her!¡± Sarah swore, pulling her into a hug, she smelt right, and felt right, at least her best friend was here, it was going to be fine, but she found herself bawling a few secondster.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s okay,¡± Sarah repeated stroking her hair soothingly, she let her cry until she¡¯d had her fill.


    ¡°Now that the waterworks are done and over with, let¡¯s talk about how we¡¯re going to sue her and her husband for defamation, physical, verbal and sexual harassment. She¡¯s not going¡­¡±


    Alita shook her head. ¡°I don¡¯t want any of that.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean you don¡¯t want any of that?¡± Sarah shrieked. ¡°You¡¯re doing it again, if you¡¯d simply listened to me when I said to threaten him with awsuit when this whole thing had started, you wouldn¡¯t be in this predicament to start with and now you¡¯re refusing to sue them for what they¡¯ve done to you? Are you out of your mind?¡±


    Alita knew Sarah was right and she should sue, but she had no energy for that nor money, although she couldn¡¯t bring up the money talk because Sarah would easily offer to pay for all the expenses but, she wasn¡¯t a parasite, Alita enjoyed doing her things, her self. It was why she never asked Sarah¡¯s help for anything concerning finance even though she knew she¡¯d help without batting an eye, but it still didn¡¯t feel right.


    She had been hurt today but she wasn¡¯t willing to fight anyone or prolong the case more than she deemed necessary, she didn¡¯t hold any ill-feeling towards either of them, it was the course of life.


    ¡°It¡¯s not worth it, they deserve each other, and knowing they¡¯d be miserable together is enough rpense.¡± She said shrugging with a small smile on her face.


    Sarah¡¯s face remained the same for a while until she let her lips curl into a smile. ¡°They do deserve each other. I can¡¯t believe she attacked you instead of her cheating husband. Some women are unbelievable.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not surprising, some people would do anything to hold onto a life of luxury, I¡¯d do anything to be able to never worry about working and money too you know?¡± She asked giving Sarah a cheeky smile that she knew would piss her off.


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that! Money isn¡¯t all there is to life.¡± She argued.


    Alita nodded and said nothing, people like Sarah wouldn¡¯t understand, they¡¯d never had to starve for days, or their next meal solely dependent on their next paycheck, it was why she never indulged her in any of the bants.


    ¡°Enough about me, how was your day?¡± She asked switching topics, she saw Sarah¡¯s eyes narrow in recognition of what she was trying to do before they lit up as though she¡¯d just remembered something.


    ¡°You won¡¯t believe what happened to Mr. stor!¡± She said.


    ¡°Grumpy face?¡± Alita asked.


    Sarah nodded. ¡°Grumpy face.¡± She affirmed before diving into one hell of a story about h finding a baby in front of his door, it sounded unreal, but Alita knew how very much possible it was, it was like she¡¯d said, people would do anything for money, or in this case, do anything to not have to experience more of the poverty they were already experiencing. It was obvious to her the only reason a mother would dump her child in front of the house of a man so rich, going through all of the troubles was that she knew her child was likely to have a much better life with the person than they were going to have with her, she was probably too poor to afford the necessities.


    Alita chuckled to herself, here she was dissecting another person¡¯s life like hers hadn¡¯t just gone to shit.


    ¡°It¡¯s horrendous, why bring a child into this world if you can¡¯t take care of them? And not just that but why not work harder to provide your child a good life at least? Dumping them with a stranger? That had to be the shittiest thing ever!¡± Sarah said all the anger in her tone evident. ¡°And poor Mr. Astor, having to deal with this, I could see how frustrated he was but because he¡¯s a good man, he simply took her in for the time being.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t know grumpy face could be so nice,¡± Alita said.


    ¡°He is nice and it¡¯s been two years, you have to stop calling him that,¡± Sarah said nudging her.


    Alitaughed, ¡°I saw him on TV recently, he still looks very much grumpy to me.¡±


    She¡¯d met Mr. Benson Astor at some work event she¡¯d escorted Sarah two years ago and she¡¯de across him, he was effortlessly the most beautiful man in the room, her eyes had been drawn to him immediately and so were the eyes of every other woman who stood surrounding him, hanging onto him and attempting conversation while he stood, with an obvious scowl on his face, looking like he¡¯d rather be anywhere else, Alita called him nothing but grumpy face since then.


    Sarah lit up and Alita recognize it was the one she always did when an idea urs to her.


    ¡°You could work for him!¡± She said excitedly.


    ¡°Who? Grumpy face?¡± She asked confusion etched in her forehead.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Sarah nodded. ¡°Grumpy face, you lost your job with the Williams and Mr. Astor needs someone who¡¯d help take care of the kid until he can figure out what to do with her.¡±


    ¡°Did he tell you that?¡± She asked.


    ¡°He doesn¡¯t have to, it¡¯s what he needs!¡± She said. Alita felt her heart skip, she didn¡¯t want to get her hopes high only for it to be dashed if he says he doesn¡¯t need her, but still, she couldn¡¯t help the excitement she felt at the possibility.


    ¡°You can¡¯t be sure.¡± She said.


    ¡°No one knows Mr. Astor better than I do Alita, and I know he needs you. Come to the office with me tomorrow, I¡¯ll set up a meeting okay?¡±


    Alita nodded her head because if she spoke she might just begin another round of tears but she let her eyes convey her appreciation and Sarah understood it


    Sleep came hard that night for Alita, the possibility of seeing Mr. Astor again leaving something unsettling in her stomach, it was the same feeling she¡¯d felt the first time his eyes had met hers in the party and he¡¯d caught her staring at him, she¡¯d turned away sharply but the fluttering feeling had remained and now again, she was experiencing it.


    She hadn¡¯t told Sarah, it had been hard to admit even to herself that Benson Astor had aroused a feeling in her she hadn¡¯t felt in a long time from simply just staring at a man across the room, and tomorrow she was going to be talking to him fave to face, her insides twisted.

 Chapter 5

    It was pitch ck darkness before Alita felt a tap on her shoulder, tap, tap, and tap again. She felt a warm furry building in her stomach. She always hated it when Sarah woke her up like that, and she had told her but Sarah insisted it was the only way she would wake her up and make sure she wouldn¡¯t get back to sleep after answering her name and sitting up on the bed.


    Alita had her pills to thank for her sleepy head. It was unfortunate it was how she could sleep sound and she was always far too deep asleep whenever she took them. She always wondered how her rm always did the trick. She had never actually believed she always went back to sleep after Sarah wakes her up by just calling her name as she has demanded to if her rm always woke her up.


    It felt like she had just closed her eyes and was bout to fall asleep when she felts Sarah¡¯s tiny surprisingly painful hands p her shoulder.


    ¡°Ugh,¡± Alita growled sending Sarah a death re.


    ¡°I know you hate me and want me dead at this moment, but,¡± Sarah chuckled looking heavenward, ¡°You are awake,¡± she said sashaying her way to the bathroom.


    ¡°You are joking right?¡± Alita bawled squeezing the sheets in her hands, wishing it was Sarah¡¯s neck. ¡°You haven¡¯t even taken your bath yet?¡± Alita shook her head in disbelief, ¡°You couldn¡¯t wait until you were done? Those few minutes mean something¡­ good rest and beauty sleep¡­ Agh,¡± She slowly, reluctantly dragged herself off the bed. It was the hardest thing to do, getting off of the bed -waking up fully.


    It wasn¡¯t her fault that she was always too tired; dealing with kids is so much work -all the screaming and moving around, the little devils don¡¯t make it easy for you. At least she doesn¡¯t have to tolerate those little William devils anymore, and if this job works out well, she will be taking care of an infant, which is basically, bath, feed, feed, bathe, feed, quite easy. The pay will be more since it was grumpy face, she thought to her face, her lips curled into half a smile as she thought to herself fiddling her legs around the ground for her flops.


    After a few seconds of blindly,zily feeling around for her flops, she decided to look down. She should have felt it by now. ¡°Sarah!¡± She screamed on top of her voice. ¡°You are a witch, I know it now,¡± She gritted her teeth breathing heavily. ¡°Even my slippers?¡±


    ¡°What are friends for?¡± Sarah yelled from the bathroom. ¡°Why did you buy this very soft slipper, bouncy and squishyfort. I just couldn¡¯t help it.¡±


    ¡°My life¡­¡± Alita said between her teeth, sizing up the room. The mess she made the previous day would not tidy up itself. She began picking things and putting them where they should be. She was almost done when Sarah slowly opened the bathroom door, peeping from behind the door to see whether or not Alita had set a trap for her or she was waiting to spray powder on her hair again. Alita easily did that whenever she was mad at her.


    ¡°I don¡¯t even have your time today,¡± Alita rolled her eyes at her. ¡°You know me, you know what I can do.¡±


    Sarah nodded still hiding behind the door. ¡°You know we have to go to the office early right?¡± She blinked numerously at Alita. ¡°We can¡¯t runte so¡­¡±Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Come out so I can go in and get ready,¡± Alita hissed. ¡°Don¡¯t go starting what you can¡¯t finish,¡± She whispered under her breath, smirking to herself.


    ¡°I shoulde out? I cane out?¡± Sarah said hesitantly. ¡°You mean it, Alita? Between you and God, I cane out?¡±


    ¡°Hmm mmm,¡± Alita hummed eyes glued to the clothes she was holding in her hand.


    Alita quickly skipped to the bathroom, turned the knob so it was locked, and then waited for Sarah to scream. A few seconds and a Sarah let out a shriek. Alita howled a melody along with Sarah¡¯s screams for help, fisting in the air.


    ¡°Please don¡¯t wake me up with ps again, ever in your life, please, I always wake up with the an to do something evil when you wake me up like that and you are just there for me to do evil to, not that I didn¡¯t think of something worse, but because you might be getting me a job today and I am grateful for your effort at making my life better than the mess it is, I choose to put a pinch of pepper in your face cream.¡±


    ¡°You are the one calling me a witch,¡± Sarah sniffled feeling around for tissue Alita said was on the shelf. ¡°I hate you so much. You are wicked!¡±


    ¡°If you had just called my name, we wouldn¡¯t be so emotional right now, would we?¡± Alita said and then carried on with her bath.


    It was the longest morning in that year for Alita, although closely simr to the morning she had gone to Mrs. Williams for her interview -the suspense and the ufortable tingly feeling in her insides, the wrecking nerves, she always wished the day could be over in a minute and the next day would start without having to live through the pressure and tension of interviews. Sometimes they end up asking you questions that are off-topic and unnecessarily unrted to the job and you always have to answer, else¡­


    The closer they got to the office, the hotter and even more ufortable Alita felt, her knees were weaker by the second, but they arrived.


    Benson wasn¡¯t there yet, he was the boss so he could arrive at the office at whatever time in the morning he deemed fit, and honestly, Sarah, Alita, and Luke weren¡¯t expecting him toe early like he always does because of the bay.


    Everyone in the trio were imagine all sorts of things wrong that he could be doing to the baby, was sent into a frenzy at the thought of millions of ways he could unintentionally kill the baby.


    Sarah spoke first after a while of ufortable silence and tension in the air as all three of them sat in the reception as they waited for Benson to arrive at the office with the baby in one piece.


    ¡°Luke, call him, call Mr. Astor,¡± She fiddled with her finger. Her leg kept shaking. She was one to let her thoughts go wild.


    ¡°Well, you can call him, you are his secretary, you can call him as well as I can, so don¡¯t put this on me,¡± Luke shrugged, making sure to avoid eye contact with the beautifuldy sitting opposite him.


    ¡°You are his assistant, which means you are closer to him which makes you more disposed to survive however the call goes and whatever meaning Mr. Astor makes of it. I am sure he is a man who doesn¡¯t like to be deemed impotent, so mind how you ask him, so he wouldn¡¯t feel incapacitated and then blow up on¡­¡± Alita paused as she noticed Luke and Sarah were now looking over her. She hated it whenever people don¡¯t give her attention when she was talking. She followed their gaze to find out what was more important than the life of a poor baby that was being manhandled and probably vited at such young age, infancy; her eyes met with shiny expensive-looking shoes and as she lifted her face, her eyes met Benson¡¯s, he was already there when she spewed her first five words.


    She turned back and shot Sarah a re that spelled her disappointment in her so-called best friend who is supposed to have her back by signaling her when Benson arrived so she would stop talking and not lose the job, but now he had heard everything she said, and she remembers little to nothing of what she had said. She only thought about the baby and the hardship she was probably going through.


    She turned back to Benson and for a few seconds she savored the sight before her mind regained consciousness and she simpered, then her eyes fell on the baby, that looked fine and not near death like she imagine she would be. Obviously, Benson had done a great job with the baby, or so it seemed.


    ¡°I have lost the job haven¡¯t I,¡± Alita said unaware she was thinking out loud.


    ¡°What job?¡± Benson squinted at Sarah with obvious confusion and then raised his brows at Luke who straight up pointed at Sarah.


    Alita, pursed her lips and stood up, wiped her gown, and took two steps sideways so Sarah woulde in view.


    Benson¡¯s eyes inevitably followed Alita as she moved. He found himself analyzing her curves. He was taken aback by the sight that was unraveled as she stood up and wiped her dress. It was a few seconds but Benson had seen so much in his mind eye. The dress she put on really enunciated her features. He quickly snapped out of his thoughts which had run pretty far and wide, and red at Sarah expectantly.


    ¡°How does she know about this, given that we have to keep this on a low? Who is she again, and which job is she here for?¡± Benson controlled his voice so he wouldn¡¯t sound as aggravated as he was about the whole scenario he walked into. Something about the word impotent in her sentence just sparked a furry in his loins. He was immediately upset. The word now had a personal meaning and a rather unfortunate rtion to him.


    ¡°She is the nanny for the baby,¡± Sarah nervously stuttered. ¡°So I had to tell her about it and she happens to be¡­¡± She intertwined her fingers as she spoke.


    ¡°This was supposed to be discrete, very discrete and you went about it without informing me,¡± Benson turned to Luke. ¡°You knew about this?¡± He asked and Luke nodded in negation. ¡°Well?¡±


    ¡°I know I said we must keep this on the low and it is, it still is, this will help you help us keep it as low as possible. It might seem or even have been reckless but I assure you it is for the better. Having a nanny that I know is trustworthy wille in handy for controlling the situation until we can makeplete sense of it. She would take care of the baby and you can deal with your daily endeavors as normal without risking being seen with a baby on your way to work again so as not to start a media apocalypse that will intrude the current negotiations to a failure, and we can¡¯t have that,¡± Sarah heaved, her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. ¡°So¡­ I am sorry for treating this as an emergency and not telling you first but we can¡¯t say this is not the best solution we¡¯ve got on our hands now.¡±


    Benson took another look at Alita, exhaled, and then turned to Luke. ¡°Ask one of the drivers to take her home. I will think about it,¡± he tightened his jaw shooting Sarah a dry look, ¡°and get back to you,¡± hepleted and headed straight for his office.


    Alita kneaded her temple as Luke lead her to the driveway. She and Sarah shared a worried look before following Luke to her ride home.

 Chapter 6

    ¡°Who likes to be deemed impotent?¡± Benson muttered nudging his door open. The baby in his hands mped down his exploding emotions.


    If some woman didn¡¯t decide to be selfishly irresponsible, he wouldn¡¯t be n this mess right now. He slowed down when he heard the baby moan. His heart skipped and terror gripped him. No, not again. He wasn¡¯t ready for another episode.


    He had woken up to an rm that rang earlier than usual, in fact, he rarely set his rm at all. He was the boss so, except he needed to make it to work very early, there was no need to rush. No one bosses the boss around.


    She cut his sleep short with a loud ear deafening scream. He woke up and just froze. He had no idea what to do. In fact, he had even forgotten everything about the baby.


    He didn¡¯t know what to give the baby to shut her up. He had to go on the inte and search for reasons why a baby would cry in the morning. He felt his dumbest when he realized that it was because they were hungry and most babies almost always wake up from their sleep very hungry.


    He had nothing to feed the baby with. It didn¡¯t even ur to him to get the baby¡¯s food.


    He ordered some rmendations from his research and made something for the baby, he wasn¡¯t poisoning her while he fed her. True to his new discovery, the baby went straight to sleep again after eating. And he had peace, although quite brief -up to when he had finished buttoning his suit jacket.


    He heard the now-familiar cry and his heart broke again.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    He only realized he was supposed to bathe her when he reluctantly walked to the couch he hadid her down and found her wet in her pee.


    He hadn¡¯t been this exhausted for longer than he can remember. Now he would never disrespect any woman who is a mother, or any woman at all. Somehow the whole stress with the baby made him tired enough to feel sorry for ever disrespecting his mother or causing her the tiniest difort since she definitely went through the same thing with him.


    All the muscles he had were rendered useless with taking care of a baby. Turns out you need the heart and not the muscles. The whole dilemma was twice difficult since she was his daughter.


    His office suddenly seemed too small for him. Having a baby there, though ironic for her size, cramped the space. Probably because he had little freedom to move as he would have to carry her around.


    How did he get this low without doing anything tond him where he is?


    Sitting and wiggling on his chair because weirdly the baby liked it, he wiped his forehead and reclined into his seat. His mind absorbed the drama he worked into when he arrived at the office.


    Questions for which he had insufficient answers popped into his mind.


    Even though he wanted to be mad at Sarah and Luke, they are right, he couldn¡¯t bear this for one more morning. He sure needed a nanny for the baby. He had thought about his housekeeper but he didn¡¯t trust her that much was why he refused to make her an in-house housekeeper. She was too much of a talkative and would b everything out in no time.


    Again, Sarah was right, somebody trustworthy was needed. He knew she understood the importance of making sure not a word about this gets out so if she says thedy is trustworthy, then she is.


    His hands were tied.


    Who was this good-looking, curvy, light-caramel-skinned nanny, that Sarah had brought? She was definitely going to be a problem if she employed her to care for the baby.


    How he felt when his eyes trailed her body from head to toe and back scared him. He hadn¡¯t felt that blood rush in a long time. I mean he goes to clubs and sees a lot of women and actually bangs a lot of them, but all of those were just flings, stress relieves, and pain killers. Something to distract himself with. He wanted her in a way that made him feel vulnerable.


    He cursed himself for feeling that way about somedy he had just met minutes ago.


    It helped him at that moment to pretend he was angry because if he hadn¡¯t he would have just stared helplessly at her. Before now, he didn¡¯t believe instant attraction existed.


    He could have any woman he wanted.


    But how he immediately fell for her perplexed him. He had stood there behind her listening to her voice barely hearing a thing she was saying until the word impotent struck him out of his fix.


    He had a decision to make but it was hard. He knew he was himself too well. He couldn¡¯t stay in a space alone with her.


    He had rejected a legion of women throwing themselves at him. They were all the same to him. All of them were thirsty women that didn¡¯t mind giving their bodies to him, however, he wanted them, as long as they had ess to the luxury and fame that came with meddling and associated with him.


    Maybe how he behaves in the club sends the wrong message about the kind of women he likes or most women are just like that -they could conform to one¡¯s most bizarre desires just toy their hands on your money. Once they knew you had enough, they can literally be anything you want.


    Something about her was different. Maybe it was her natural beauty. She was beautiful yet it was obvious she didn¡¯t try to be. He could tell getting the job was her only objective.


    He had had experiences where women dressed in provocative attires came pretending they came for a job interview. She wasn¡¯t like that. Her yful honesty expounded her allure.


    Benson doesn¡¯t fall easily, especially after the ident, but her charm.


    ¡°What is this Benson?¡± He schooled himself, gently jabbing his temple. He tightened his jaw and raised his head to the ceiling. ¡°You are more than this, man,e off it,¡± he shook his head as he fuelled his ego.


    After a few minutes of dangling between thoughts, he dialed Sarah up to his office.


    He heard a knock on the door and urged her toe in.


    ¡°So I have thought about it. I mean really thought about it and,¡± He looked straight into her eyes. ¡°You are sure we can trust her? I trust you but I don¡¯t know her. This is you sticking your neck out for her, so¡­¡±


    Sarah balled her fingers in front of her and nodded. She understood he was serious. And she trusted Alita so there was nothing to fear. Things were better for everybody that way, except for Luke who is she is still not talking to.


    ¡°She is perfect for the job, sir,¡± Sarah cocked her head. ¡°You won¡¯t regret this,¡± She squinted he eyes and took a step forward.


    Her eyesnded on the baby in his hands then she asked, ¡°How is she doing?¡±


    ¡°Well¡­¡± Benson pursed his lips staring down at the baby. ¡°She is not screaming is all that matters.¡±


    ¡°You are doing pretty good with her,¡± Sarah said, lifting her heels and bending forward so she can see more of the baby. ¡°I honestly expected less, but she is in one piece.¡±


    ¡°Okay, that¡¯s fair,¡± He chuckled caught between feeling offended or taking what she had said as apliment. ¡°For the record. This is the worst morning I have had in a long, long while and I don¡¯t want this to happen again so she can start tomorrow, or this evening even, hell she can start right now. I don¡¯t want to go through this again,¡± He batted hisshes.


    Sarah was fighting the urge tough as she let her mind imagine how miserable he would¡¯ve been. She turned away and then turned back to him and simpered.


    ¡°You are good with a lot of things, and for a fact, you are a genius, but this right here is a world different from the ones we know. I am bad too with kids so, I am not judging,¡± she said, ¡®¡­ although I wouldn¡¯t do as bad as you would, surely,¡¯ she thought. ¡°We have that inmon.¡±


    ¡°Right, this requires special knowledge and attention which a man like me utterlycks and can¡¯t provide. I never thought I could be bad at anything but today proved me wrong,¡± He sighed gazed at the baby.


    ¡°One question,¡± She raised a finger in the air. ¡°You have a housekeeper, right?¡±


    ¡°Yes, why?¡±


    ¡°Well, if you could relieve her¡­¡± Sarah looked sideways. ¡°I hope this doesn¡¯te out wrong, but since you didn¡¯t ask her to take care of the child, it means you do not trust her discretion so, wouldn¡¯t it be safer if she didn¡¯t badge in on a nanny taking care of a baby in your apartment? I mean, I know what I would think, and if I wasn¡¯t your secretary and if I didn¡¯t care so much about your reputation, it would be such a juicy story to sell. Just imagine the headlines,¡± She syed her hands in the air.


    ¡°I get the point alright, I will resolve that today, but that would be she will be a nanny plus housekeeper, right?¡± He raised his brows at her.


    ¡°She can manage both,¡± Sarah said. ¡°Better safe than sorry, especially when sorry is the end of your career,¡± She as his eyes grew bigger.


    He shrugged off the thought of losing all he had worked for. ¡°Get her toe to the office tomorrow so we would discuss the terms.¡±


    ¡°Will do, sir,¡± Sarah assured finding her way out of the office blinded by joy since Alita didn¡¯t lose the job. She couldn¡¯t wait to get home and tell her.

 Chapter 7

    As Sarah approached the door to their apartment on her way home from work, she considered the possibility of meeting everything scattered like the previous day. Alita had most likely exploded again, and she was probably ming herself for talking too much or something.


    Sarah considered calling Alita to inform her, but decided it would be better to inform her in person knowing dully well that this decision was at the expense of returning home to a wreck, just like the day before.


    Alita is aposed and well-controlled individual. She is almost always in the midst of everything and prefers to ride the flow of life to wherever it takes her rather than using force and being brusque, even when necessary. However, when she snaps, she truly snaps. She goes berserk and does things you¡¯d never expect her to do.


    Sarah hoped she would open the door and see Alita. If she wasn¡¯t at home, she was probably at a bar, drinking excessively and on the verge of doing something she¡¯dter regret.


    When Sarah touched the door handle and turned it to see that the door didn¡¯t open, she felt a chill run down her spine. Her heart nearly leapt out of her mouth. She eximed, then turned it again, and this time the door opened, and she sighed and pushed it further to let herself in.


    She was hoping she hadn¡¯t made a mistake by holding on to the information she had. She was wouldn¡¯t to forgive herself.


    ¡°Hello there,¡± Alita said with a forced smile before returning to staring at the ground as she had for the past hour after raining curses on her mouth and barely stopping herself from scissoring it off her face.


    ¡°Come over here, girl,¡± Sarah yelled, sprinting over to Alita and opening her arms to wee her into her embrace. ¡°Please ept my apologies.¡± She drew her in for a hug, and despite Alita¡¯s stiffness, she managed to wrap her arms around her. ¡°This is entirely my fault. ¡°I sincerely apologize.¡±


    ¡°No, no, don¡¯t do that,¡± Alita said raspily. She had clearly cried for quite some time. She tried to say something, but the words vanished into the air as they escaped her dry throat. She coughed and pushed herself out of Sarah¡¯s embrace. ¡°I don¡¯t know what I was thinking when I opened my mouth to say something about something that didn¡¯t concern me.¡± Now that I¡¯ve ruined my chance at having a better life, I¡¯m going to stare at the ground until it opens and swallows me up.


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that, you didn¡¯t really ruin anything,¡± Sarah blinked and shook her head. ¡°Everything is fine. We¡¯re fine, Alita,¡± barely being able to talk. Alita¡¯s sadness rendered her devasted.


    ¡°How can you say that, Sarah, you were there,¡± Alita sniffed as she prepared to enter another wailing face. ¡°When they send you away, they never get back to you. ¡°I¡¯ve been to enough interviews to know,¡± she sniffled and whined once more. Tears streamed down her cheeks.


    ¡°No, you¡¯ve gotten the job.¡± You¡¯ve done nothing wrong. ¡°I went back and talked to him, and you have it,¡± Sarah said, a weak smile on her face.


    Alita¡¯s face lit up with delight. ¡°Did I get the job?¡± She felt energy seep into her drained body, causing her to jump up and spread her hands in the air. She drew Sarah in for a hug, smothering her with kisses all over her face.


    ¡°You¡¯re squeezing me too hard,¡± Sarah grumbled. ¡°I can¡¯t breathe.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± Alita said as she let go of Sarah and covered her mouth.


    ¡°I understand,¡± Sarah says. She wiped her brow and cleared her throat. ¡°I¡¯m sorry I let you down and made you cry all day.¡± I¡¯m a terrible friend. I was self-centered. I wanted to tell you in person so we could share your happiness and joy.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright, I guess,¡± Alita sighed and rolled her eyes. ¡°I already hate you so much so we¡¯re good. You have no idea how far my thoughts had gone. I almost cut¡­¡± She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and looked down. ¡°I wish the news hade sooner, but thank you for having my back. Sarah, what would I do without you?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± Sarah said, wiping her tears away with her shirt. ¡°I¡¯ll make it up to you. Let¡¯s go out to eat tonight. Please allow me to treat you.¡±


    ¡°Who could refuse that?¡± Alita smiled, her hands syed in the air.


    ¡°All right, give me a minute to freshen up. Please wait a moment.¡±


    ¡°A minute? It is never a minute,¡± Alita said as she walked over to the mirror to check her appearance. She made a silly face and in about a minute or two she was looking as good as she did that morning.


    ¡°Before I forget,¡± Sarah eximed as she dashed to the restroom. ¡°You work as a nanny as well as a housekeeper. He is currently firing his housekeeper. ¡°He¡¯s probably already done it,¡± Sarah eximed,ughing evilly. ¡°And you¡¯reing to the office with me tomorrow to negotiate your employment terms.¡±


    ¡°Wow,¡± Alita cupped her chin, nodding in response to what she had just heard. ¡°You¡¯re a horrible person, Sarah. You persuaded him to fire his housekeeper. That¡¯s some dreadful shit.¡±


    ¡°What wouldn¡¯t I do for those I care about?¡± She spoke inaudibly from the bathroom, but Alita overheard her. ¡°If that¡¯s my crime, I don¡¯t regret it. Everything will work out for the better.¡±


    Sarah had been trying hard not to feel bad about advising Benson to fire his housekeeper. She took sce in the fact that it was best for his career, and if it was good for him, it had to be good for them. As long as Mr. Benson Astor was good, they were all good.


    As Alita heard Sarah talking to herself in the bathroom, a wave of emotion washed over her. She was so overwhelmed that she pushed the door open and hugged naked Sarah, who was surprised, confused, and trying to say she was naked and soaked underneath Alita¡¯s clench of love and utter gratitude.


    Sarah repeatedly tapped Alita¡¯s shoulder until her grip on her loosened enough to just slightly hold her waist and look into her eyes. ¡°What the fuck, choker, one more and I¡¯ll be in aa fromck of oxygen,¡± Sarah said, struggling to bnce her breathing. She inhaled and exhaled and realized she was still naked, so she covered her chest with both hands and drew away from Alita to grab a towel. ¡°I was trying to say, I¡¯m naked and wet when youe rushing in,¡± she said coyly, shrinking into the towel she had wrapped around her.


    ¡°Sorry¡­¡± Alita stretched her palms over her face and backed up until her back touched the door. ¡®We¡¯re both girls, so what does it matter if you¡¯re naked,¡¯ she reasoned as she turned around and reached for the door. She squeezed herself into the small opening she¡¯d created by gently pulling the door towards her, then vanished. She could hear Sarah heave and exhale as if she had been holding her breath the entire time.


    ¡°Set as many rms as you need to get you up by 6:30 a. m. because I don¡¯t want any trouble.¡± My eyes are still itching me. If you don¡¯t wake up, I¡¯ll leave your ass behind.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry about that, but you kind of caused it,¡± Alita chuckled.


    Alita changed into something else because the one she was wearing was saturated with emotions.


    They ate out, bills on Sarah, and returned homete because Alita managed to persuade Sarah that they should go to a bar and take a few shots to celebrate her new job.


    Alita was the first to wake up, much earlier than usual, though she wasn¡¯t sure if she had slept all night or if she had remained awake all night waiting for it to be morning.


    Sarah was fast asleep. She was bad at drinking. That¡¯s why she drank so infrequently.


    Alita woke her up as well, though much more gently than the previous morning¡¯s painful ps Sarah woke her up with. She had repeatedly called her name, but the girl had been knocked out cold the night before. A shot of whisky is all that is required to get Sarah to reveal a secret. The second shot was truth serum.


    ¡°Wake up, sleepyhead,¡± Alita said with a smile. ¡°You were like, ¡®I¡¯ll leave your ass behind,''¡± she said as she crossed her arms across her chest.


    ¡°The bar was a bad idea,¡± Sarah said as she sat up, holding her head and nting sideways. She was suffering from a severe headache. ¡°How did you persuade me to do it again?¡± She screwed up her face and gave Alita an usatory look.


    Even though Sarah was twice as slow in everything she did, they still arrived on time.


    Sarah led Alita to Benson¡¯s office and then left. She considered staying and listening through the wall but decided it was too childish. She was going to get everything out of Alita anyhow.


    Alita was always particrly adept at concealing her feelings. She could be smitten with wrecking balls on the inside and smiley-faced coordinated on the outside.


    ¡°Good morning, Mr. Astor,¡± Alita said, her hands behind her back and slightly wiggled sideways.


    ¡°Please take a seat,¡± he said, motioning with his hand. She drew up a chair and sat. She could never have imagined herself sitting on the twenty-fifth floor in Mr. Benson Astor¡¯s office for a job interview, even though she was a nanny and housekeeper. A lot of girls would kill to be this close to him. A nanny job at Benson¡¯s was a dream job for some.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    He was watching her intently, as if he was looking for something she was desperately trying to hide.


    ¡°Please call me as Benson,¡± he said. She gave a nod.


    Her gaze couldn¡¯t stop wandering around the office. The different types of furniture, the paintings, the flowers, and the view from the window. Everything just blew her mind. She pondered how much effort it would have taken to build an empire as a single person.


    When he noticed she was in the room and not really attentive to him, he smiled and let her savour the sight that weed her. He swallowed hard and drew back her attention to him by coughing.


    ¡°Sorry¡­¡± She rubbed her palms nervously against herp. She wore skinny waist-high jeans and a crop top, despite Sarah¡¯s advice to wear a gown and a jacket with heels to look official, which she thought was a ridiculous outfit for a nanny job interview.


    Benson could see her belly button because of how she sat. Silently, he cursed himself. It was happening once again. The warm fuzzy feeling he had felt the day before had returned. Despite the many voices and thoughts in his head, he remained calm on the outside. A technique he¡¯d honed over the years and through the countless meetings he¡¯d had on his way to the top.


    She didn¡¯t want to see these things, but her eyes had a mind of their own, and even when she forced a path for them, they still wandered a little and she saw everything. He appeared to be much younger than his actual age. If she didn¡¯t know already, it would be twenty-eight if she would take a guess. The number twenty-eight was ideal.


    Her perfume was in the air, and he could smell it. He wasn¡¯t sure if it was perfume or pheromone.


    Ahe, on the other hand, kept her gaze fixed on his eyes because she didn¡¯t want to follow the contours of his features. She didn¡¯t want to notice his broad shoulders, perfect jaws, amazing hair, and bulging biceps pressing against his top. She feared that one twitch would cause the poor cotton to rip.


    ¡°I believe Sarah has informed you of everything you ought to know,¡± He turned to look at the baby, then at her. He was perplexed as to why she was staring him down.


    ¡°Yes, she had,¡± Alita stopped kneading herp because it was now hurting and she was afraid she would rip through the jean and peel her skin off if she continued.


    They talked about her pay and working hours.


    She was taken aback by how much he nned to pay her. It was three times what the Williams had paid her, but she kept her cool the entire time.


    She woulde in the morning shortly after he left for work and then stay with the baby until he returned.


    She would begin the following morning, and her pay would be paid at the end of each week which was better than anything she¡¯d done before.

 Chapter 8

    Benson kept a close eye on Alita as she walked away. He promised to keep his thoughts pure, but as he silently promised himself, his thoughts were too quick, and his infatuation had grown from a smolder to full-fledged sexual fantasies.


    In his mind¡¯s eye, he had her in his arms and he was taking gentle nibbles at her neck. He¡¯d do anything at that moment to satisfy his desires. Damn Ben, get out of your head, he told himself as he turned his face away from the door and closed his eyes tightly so that all he could see was a ck space in his mind, but his thoughts were stronger than him, not that he wanted to fight it. His thoughts went on more vividly. It felt too real to be a fantasy.


    As his mind let him see, she returned and jumped him, wrapping her legs around him and kissing him passionately, and he ispletely taken aback. He pressed his hands against her waist and wrapped his arms around her waist. He moaned as the warmth from her body sent chills down his spine. He set her down and ripped her top open from top to bottom, and he was greeted by the sight of her perfectly shaped and sized boobs. He couldn¡¯t wait to see her she nips. He¡¯d thought about how look like and what they¡¯d feel like in his mouth once or twice before. He hurriedly unbuckled her bra from behind, allowing it to fall freely down the curves of her tiny waist and stop at her hips. He was just about to knead them when he heard a knock on the door and was jolted back to reality.


    He opened his eyes and inquired as to who was standing by the door. Sarah responded, and he asked for her toe in.


    ¡°Are you okay, sir?¡± Sarah inquired, her face filled with concern. He had a tired, dreamy expression on his face as a result of closing his eyes for too long and thinking what he was thinking. ¡°How do you look¡­¡±


    His heart stopped beating. He had no idea what he looked like and hoped it wasn¡¯t obvious what he had allowed himself to do. You get a certain look after fantasizing about ravishing someone. ¡°What? ¡°I-I, what do you see?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know¡­ tired and sleepy,¡± Sarah said as she approached him closer. ¡°Are you sick or something?¡± she inquired. He could tell she was concerned by the tone of her voice. That was something he always admired about Sarah. She genuinely concerned herself with his well-being.


    ¡°I¡¯m not cut out for this Sarah,¡± he admitted, sighing. He was relieved he didn¡¯t get the answer he dreaded. ¡°It¡¯s difficult to bnce work and being a nanny. True, I am stressed and tired. Don¡¯t misunderstand me. I¡¯m starting to like her, and I¡¯ve decided on a name for her, but I just can¡¯t do it. Any longer than right now. Thank goodness she starts tomorrow. It¡¯s better for me than it is for her, believe me.¡±Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Obviously,¡± Sarah said as she ced a file on his table. ¡°This is from Human Resources. You must sign them.¡± She said this while spreading the papers out on his desk for him to sign. He drew himself closer to his desk with caution.


    His words about picking a name for the baby rang in Sarah¡¯s head incessantly, and she couldn¡¯t help but wonder. ¡°Have you decided on a name? That is to say¡­¡± She did the math in her head, and her eyes grewrger. decided the decision to keep her,¡± She asked, waving her hands in front of her. He hummed and nodded.


    ¡°Yep, I¡¯m keeping Julie,¡± he says. He gave the baby a tender look. ¡°We¡¯re going to be a family.¡± ¡°I¡¯m going to adopt her.¡±


    ¡°Awn, that¡¯s just amazing,¡± Sarah said, fighting back the flood of tears that threatened to fall down her cheeks. ¡°What a lovely name. She is extremely fortunate to have you.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure about her being lucky because I¡¯m such a shamble. I can¡¯t even do the simplest things to keep her alive.¡± He smiled and returned his gaze to her. He messed around with a strand of her blonde hair. ¡°She will grow up and make that decision for herself.¡±


    Sarah exaggerated her smile. She¡¯d be drenched in tears if she didn¡¯t.


    She had feared what he would do with the baby since the search for her mother had been fruitless, and she didn¡¯t want the girl¡¯s mother discovered because she might just dump her somewhere else, and who knows where this time.


    ¡°It¡¯s only fair after being abandoned by her irresponsible mother,¡± he muttered. ¡°I¡¯d be irresponsible if I didn¡¯t. I couldn¡¯t live with myself if something bad happened to her as a result of my actions.¡±


    Benson had spent the night before thinking about her. That¡¯s when he decided on a name for her.


    Despite the fact that he is unable to have children due to a heinous car ident that urred when he was still married -his ability to reproduce was harmed as a result of the incident, Benson has always wanted children, but he has never been able to fulfill his dream of bing a father.


    He decided to adopt the child because he was forty years old and could never father children.


    He imagined how lonely his old age would be if he was alone. He didn¡¯t want to be alone as he grew older and frailer. After all, who would he leave his fortune to when the timees? Who better than the child he had raised?


    She was named after his grandmother. He and she were very close, and she was the source of most of his life philosophies. His mother did an excellent job, but his grandmother went above and beyond. She taught him how to fight through life, to ovee the raging waves of adversity and misfortune, and to emerge stronger rather than be a ve to circumstance and never achieve his dreams. Her words shaped him into the man he had be.


    As a result, naming the baby Julie was more than just a name for him. From now on, she would be his sole focus. He promised himself that he would do everything in his power to ensure that she grew happy and had everything she required. She would never have to go through what he did as a child. On his watch, no way.


    He had even discovered that Julie enjoys the same type of music that he does. He was ying one of his favorite songs when she burst outughing. They danced together, well, he did the majority of the dancing and enjoyed the fact that he was funny to her the entire time. That particrly softened his feelings for her.


    He thought he could love her, so he decided to try his hand at fatherhood.


    ****


    Alita arrived home in the best mood she¡¯d felt in a long time. She thought about when her money would start piling up and went straight to creating a budget for how she nned to spend it. Sarah was to thank for her getting the job.


    Grumpy face did her a favor by deciding to pay her that much. She could even do twice as much work for half the pay and be content.


    She threw her clothes off and dashed to the bathroom to take a shower. She hummed a tune as she walked.


    She reflected on the experience from earlier as she let the shower water run freely down her skin, savoring the warmth as she traveled down the early hours of the day. She thought about it backward, from when she left Benson¡¯s office, jumping down the stairs like a little girl with candy in her hand, to when she entered his office.


    She recalled the elegant scent that greeted her as she opened the door. She smiled, thinking his choice was excellent. As expected, the air in his office smelled expensive.


    She enjoys his voice. When he spoke, it had a certain depth to it that made her insides vibrate. To be honest, she was barely paying attention when he spoke, trying not to freak out and jump him. The way he pronounced his words, the words he chose. It was all for her entertainment.


    She couldn¡¯t stop thinking about his diamond face and bright pink lips. If she wasn¡¯t so close, she¡¯d swear he was wearing lipstick.


    He was perfectly proportioned. She imagined what it would be like if he grabbed her waist with his strong hands.


    Her hands moved down her belly button as she recalled the various times she had fantasized about kissing him and doing more than her mind had shown her the night before. Her hands found her clit, and she moaned on first contact. She continued to moan and touch herself. She slid a finger into herself, imagining it was him going into her. She moaned his initials. She¡¯d never addressed him in that way before. She liked the sound of it, but she could never call him that.


    She slid in and out slowly, trembling over her finger. She quickly slid another finger and elerated her thrust, squeezing her tits with her other hand. She walked up to the wall and leaned back. She moved her hands faster and faster until she was out of breath and blinded. She let out a loud ecstatic moan. When she realized what she had done, she scolded herself. She finished washing and left the bathroom, giggling and feeling silly.


    She knew she could never stay in a house alone with him after that. She swore she would never spend more than a minute with him in his home else¡­ She had to stop herself from thinking along those lines.


    Sarah returned and found Alita deep in thought. She was certain she had seen the same expression earlier in the day, but she could be mistaken. She was too tired to consider it. So she just let it be.

 Chapter 9

    The first times you do something are always crucial and are usually etched in your memory. You never forget about them. As a result, you do everything possible to make a good first impression. So make sure you don¡¯t getbeled a loser on your first day of school, or you¡¯ll have to live with it for the rest of your life.


    Alita wanted to make a good first impression at work so she could progress from there. She got up early and dressed before she had to leave for his house. Benson had mailed his address to her, so she knew where to go.


    Sarah was surprised and impressed when she awoke to find she had alreadypleted her preparations for her first day at her new job. The strangest thing Sarah couldn¡¯t figure out was why Alita kept staring at her wristwatch. Even stranger, she wasn¡¯t a watch wearer. Alita hadn¡¯t worn a wristwatch in a very long time. She simply does not wear watches.


    Sarah, on the other hand, kept her thoughts to herself, taking in and digesting what was going on.


    They would talkter when they were back from work.


    The girls said their goodbyes and parted ways with hugs and air kisses, with Sarah wishing Alita a wonderful first day.


    Alita believed that if it went wrong on the first day, it would go wrong the rest of the way. It was how she knew whether she would enjoy the job or just get through it until the next one came along.


    She wished for this one tost. If something were to happen and things went wrong, she would believe she was cursed because who would mess this up?


    Alita checked her watch after taking a few steps away from the door and standing to say goodbye to Sarah. She still had about an hour until the time she considers to be fairly early. She didn¡¯t want to arrive too early and appear cheesy. Starting with a time she couldn¡¯t keep up with would be bad and hypocritical.


    She decided to walk there after much deliberation. Benson¡¯s apartment wasn¡¯t too far from where she and Sarah lived, though it was a long walk. Alita was unconcerned. Walking was a way for her to clear her mind, and she needed a lot of clearing at the time.


    She had a very disturbing dream as a result of herte-night perversion. She was attempting to slow everything down in her mind to figure out why and how that happened. How she was falling for Grumpy face so quickly. She has always avoided doing things like that. She could even count the number of times she had masturbated. When she was in high school after she had her first kiss, and one time she saw her junior year crush naked in the pool, and¡­ that was pretty much all she could think of as she probed her mind.


    She was well aware that going down that road would lead to disaster. She couldn¡¯t allow herself to be that stupid. How would anyone who finds out about it react? What do you think Sarah would think of her? In her mind, it was all a bad idea. Everything was telling her to shut the doors and turn away.


    ¡°Stupid, stupid,¡± Alita said, tapping her head on both sides. ¡°Every other girl is smitten by him. Falling into that category is cheap and makes you appear to be after what every other girl wants, which is money and luxury. You are not like every other girl, so pull over and get off this ride,¡± she muttered to herself as she stared into space.


    She¡¯d set her watch to beep every twenty minutes. For the second time, it beeped. She looked at her wrist and saw the time. She¡¯d bete if she spent another twenty-minute on the road so she hastened her steps. It would ruin her ns if she wentte.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    She wiped her brow with her handkerchief. She took her phone and slowed down just as she approached the turn that led to his apartment, swiped to her camera, and raised the phone to check to see how she looked. She cocked her head and pursed her lips.


    All good, she thought as she continued walking. When she arrived at the reception desk, she was directed to Benson¡¯s apartment. As she approached it, she wondered why he chose the apartment that was separated from the others. He prefers to be alone in his own space, free from outside interference.


    The closer she got to the building, the quieter it got. It was a little unsettling, so she crossed her hand over her chest and looked around, taking in her surroundings.


    She got to the front of the door and wondered how she was going to get him toe out. She¡¯d never seen anything like that before. You couldn¡¯t figure out how to open it. She might have seen it in one of the many movies she¡¯d seen. She had no idea how to get in.


    The door was made of ss, which was obviously expensive. There is no handle, and there is no way to know whether to push or pull to enter. She wouldn¡¯t want toe in unless she was invited. However, she lingered outside. He may believe she waste, but she wasn¡¯t going to embarrass herself by trying to open the door.


    From inside the house, Benson noticed her looking around. He purposefully waited before asking for the door to be opened so he could observe her reaction.


    Alita froze and her eyes widened as the door slid open on its own. She slowly raised her head to see the beautifully decorated living room, with Benson standing in the center, buttoning his jacket.


    ¡°You¡¯ve arrived,¡± Benson said, checking his watch. He noticed and smiled when she did the same. ¡°Precisely on time.¡±


    Her lips were pursed. ¡°Sir, yes,¡± She swallowed and cleared her throat. She looked around, but not at him.


    ¡°Well, I¡¯m about to leave,¡± he said as he wiped his hand across his jacket. ¡°Let¡¯s get you oriented then,¡± says the Benson. His hands were syed at his sides.


    ¡°Sir, yes,¡± Her head jerked up and down.


    ¡°Follow me, let¡¯s get this over with,¡± he said as he turned around. He was taking long steps forward and she had to run a little bit to keep up with his pace.


    He led her to his study first. ¡°This is my office at home,¡± he exined. ¡°It is the most vitalponent of the house.¡± ¡°I spend the majority of my time here,¡± He shifted his gaze to her. He returned his attention to the kitchen after she gave a nervous nod.


    ¡°Of course, this is the second most important ce,¡± he chuckled. ¡°A man has to eat. What you eat can sometimes define who you are.¡±


    He proceeded to show her every other room in the house until they arrived at Julie¡¯s room. Julie had fallen fast asleep after breakfast. He opened the door slowly so as not to wake her. He pushed the door open just enough for Alita to see Julie sleeping, then drew it shut again.


    ¡°That¡¯s pretty much it,¡± Benson said, pping. She followed him back to the living room quietly. ¡°Text me if you need anything. Please do not call because I will not answer.¡±


    With the email he sent to her, he had included a phone number where she could reach him. ¡°Have fun and look after Julie for me. She means everything to me.¡±


    Oh, okay, that¡¯s unexpected, she thought to herself.


    ¡°Oh, I nearly forgot. It¡¯s too important; otherwise, you wouldn¡¯t be able to leave the house.¡± He walked to the door, picking up his sses and his phone. He turned around and put on his sses. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. ¡°The door is voicemand, and you must log in over there,¡± he said, pointing to a screen in the corner of the room just before you climb up to his minibar. ¡°After that, you can pretty much talk to anything.¡± Best wishes. You¡¯ll figure it out eventually. ¡°I have faith in you. Open,¡± he said as he turned around. The door slid open and then closed when he stepped out.


    Alita took a deep breath and let it all out. Through the ss, she could still see him outside. When it urred to her that he might have seen her while she was standing helplessly outside, she hissed and shook her head. She grunted and turned to the screen at which he had indicated.


    She walked up to it and looked at it in awe. When she brought her face close to it, the screen lit up. In shock, she immediately retracted. After some tinkering, she figured out how to register her voice to the system. She wasn¡¯t certain she hadn¡¯t made a mistake. After she finished, it synced with her phone in some way.


    She was blown away by what she discovered. The house appeared smaller than it is from the outside. She set out to give the house a proper tour. She messed with many things, marveled at a few, and then went to watch Julie sleep. She, too, fell asleep, but was jolted awake by Julie¡¯s cries for attention.

 Chapter 10

    It was the end of her first week, and Alita would receive her first paycheck at the end of the day. She was ecstatic and couldn¡¯t wait for the day to be over. She had already nned how she would spend the money.


    She had secretly nned a surprise for Sarah as a token of her appreciation for getting her the job. She simply had to do something. It was only right, and she was confident Sarah would do the same. Yes, because Sarah was a splurger, even if Alita would never admit it to her face. It¡¯s a good thing she had a steady stream of good moneying in from working for Benson, because otherwise their lives would be miserable. Sarah just never stopped to consider how much she spends and how it affects her. She only spends, which is fortunate for both of them. It had never had much of an impact on her. Sarah would see a shoe or a gown or anything she liked and go get it right away, regardless of the price, whether it was overpriced or not ¨C most of the time it is.


    Alita, on the other hand, meticulously nned every penny. Perhaps it was because she never had so much but then had too many needs that outweighed her ie. But with her first pay, she¡¯s decided to go all out and squander her money. She had never earned that much in one payment before, and she nned to spend it as soon as it arrived. She would take Sarah to an expensive restaurant and eat expensive food. Given that she had never paid for any of their outings, this would reflect well on her pride and esteem. She had never suggested one because she wasn¡¯t confident she could afford it. This inability had bothered her throughout their time together, and she had never really freely and wholeheartedly eaten out with Sarah because, at some point, she would feel like such a burden and would spend the rest of the day thinking low of herself, unbeknownst to Sarah.


    That night, however, would be different. It would be the first time. It was a first for her that she would never forget. Alita is a big fan of first impressions, and she was determined to outdo every date they had gone on together. Yes, she had literally scribbled the day¡¯s itinerary on a scrap of paper and slipped it into her back pocket. She¡¯d take it out at random times throughout the day, look at it with a dreamy smile on her face, and then put it back.


    Alita couldn¡¯t keep her excitement from showing. Sarah sensed that something was off about her. Benson was aware, but he kept his questions to himself because he had promised not to make overly friendly advances toward Alita in order to dampen his attraction to her. But an stic band can only be stretched so far before it snaps, and he was about to snap. He had no idea what was going to happen to him.


    Alita walked into Benson¡¯s apartment with a broad grin on her face. She was also a little chatty. She began a thorough cleaning of the house as soon as Benson left. During this cleaning, she came across something she shouldn¡¯t have seen. Something she¡¯d have to work hard to keep. Something that would gradually escte the situation between her and Benson.


    Alita wasn¡¯t very good at keeping secrets; she was basically a see-through, but she had to keep this to herself because no one else could know. Even Benson couldn¡¯t tell she was aware of what she had inadvertently discovered.


    Alita requested that Siri y her favorite song, Bruno Mars Finesse. It was fitting for the day¡¯ster event, which was about to take ce. She began with the living room and then moved on to the kitchen. She realized he needed to restock the fridge, so she made a list of what she had noticed he had and other groceries she thought he might need, or, in her words, the things he was missing out on.


    She then moved on to Julie¡¯s room and everything else except his study. She wanted to do itst because the entire ce screamed privacy and sensitivity.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    Alita knew Benson was married, but she didn¡¯t know much about it because he kept that part of his life under wraps.


    When Alita stood in front of his study door, she paused the song that was sting through her earphones. She had always argued with herself about calling that room a study because, as the name implies, a study should be filled with books, but Benson¡¯s study was filled with antique painting and sculpture, as well as vintage first edition books that were kept rather than read. There was more art than there were paperbacks. It felt more like a ce to unwind than a ce to study. It could also bepared to a museum.


    She dusted and wiped down every object in the room, making sure to put them back where she found them. She knew that if she broke one of those objects or books, it would cost her the equivalent of a year¡¯s pay, so she was extra cautious and looked forward to putting them back in ce as soon as she took them.


    Alita stretched her back and felt her spine crack. It was just her and the table in the middle of the so-called study before she was done. She had never paid attention to the things in the study, especially the table that had only aputer, a vase, a coffee mug, and more sculptures, while she was cleaning and throughout the times she had spenting in and out of Benson¡¯s study. She hadn¡¯t even noticed the picture of his ex-wife on the table among all the other things on the table. She noticed it and picked it up to examine it more closely. In the photo, he was holding her waist. She recognized thedy in the photo as his ex-wife right away. She began to wonder why they had divorced because they appeared to be very happy in the photo and there was no evidence of either of them cheating on the other. The news that they had divorced just dropped like a bomb.


    As if some force of nature heard Alita¡¯s question and responded with an answer, a piece of paper fell from the picture just as she was about to drop it. Her heart skipped a beat. She considered opening but decided to put it back and leave right away so as not to intrude on Benson¡¯s privacy. She did leave, but the thought of what it could be consumed her mind, and she sumbed to her curiosity. It was all she could think about until she returned to his study, her mouth agape, her body stiffened, and her eyes fixed on the medical report from Benson¡¯s ident.


    With that secret in her hand, she was defying her personality. It couldn¡¯t be true, she reasoned. She quickly reced it and dashed to Julie¡¯s room. She closed her eyes, hoping that when she opened them again, she would forget what she had just seen, but this did not happen. She opened her eyes, and the paper in her hand was still there. She now realized Mr. Benson Astor was impotent. It was all too much for her to process. She cursed herself, wishing she hadn¡¯t decided to clean the entire house in the first ce. She wished she could forget what she had learned, but she would need magical abilities to do so.


    She felt bad for him.


    Benson¡¯s words from her first day rang in her head as she sat there, legs apart and hand on her head, staring at Julie. ¡®She means everything to me,¡¯ he had told her just before leaving. Suddenly, the statement took on a grave significance.


    She dragged herself off the ground to Julie¡¯s bed, picked Julie up, and held her in the air in front of her. ¡°I will love you with everything I have,¡± she muttered and hugged her.


    Benson returned home a few hourster. He appeared to be a little off. He was moody, as if something was bothering him on the inside.


    Alita immediately assumed he was sad because he couldn¡¯t father his own child. It was reason enough to be depressed for the rest of one¡¯s life.


    Benson feigned a smile as he handed Alita her check. She took it and went home right away. She was depressed, and all of her excitement had faded.


    She walked home instead of taking an Uber, as she had nned. While driving home, she pondered what she would do with what she had learned. But all she could do was keep it, most likely until she died. Nobody else could possibly know.

 Chapter 11

    Nobody goes to work expecting a catastrophe or anything that will ur at some time during the day and then ruin the remainder of the day or even the entire week. We¡¯d go to any length to ensure that everything goes ording to n. Benson was a meticulous nner who always followed through with his objectives. And on that particr day, ording to his schedule. He was attending a VIP party to which he had been invited purely for the purpose of seeing a prospective client and discussing their business. He was opposed to the concept of throwing a party, but he persuaded himself to do it for the sake of thepany.


    Benson disliked gatherings because practically every woman in the room would be smiling excessively at him from a distance, even if they weren¡¯t close enough to flirt with him, which made him feel ufortable. He never appreciates the things that he receives very easily, so the women thate to him and hurl themselves at him just serve to dampen his mood and make him want to flee as soon as he gets the opportunity.


    Like every other time, he was prepared for a lot of drama and rejection. You might be perplexed as to how he can despise parties while still frequenting nightclubs. In addition to the fact that he was never the guest of honor in a club and that there were fewer people who recognized and knew him in the club, the fact that it was almost always dark allowed him to conduct his business in peace and at his own pace with fewer people getting in his way.


    He would go to his office and then,ter in the day, he, Sarah, and Luke would go to the party with the other guests. He always took them since having them with him makes it more difficult for some of the women who would throng around him to get close to him. Although some of them are pretty tant and determined to get their hands on him and didn¡¯t mind if he was alone or not.


    He hadpleted all of the necessary preparations before receiving a phone call from his mother, and the wonderful news left him feeling depressed and out of the mood to party.


    An iing call shed on his phone¡¯s screen. He despised picking up phone calls in his office. They were a source of distraction for him, and asionally they took longer than he would have liked to continue chatting. He rarely answered the phone, but it was his mum¡¯s phone, so he couldn¡¯t avoid answering it.


    He raised his phone to his ear after raising two fingers over the screen to answer it, he smirked. ¡°Hi, Mrs. Astor,¡± he said, raising it to his ear.


    ¡°I¡¯ve told you a million times not to call me that, you fool, but you keep calling me that,¡± his mother said with a groan and hiss. ¡°Someone might overhear you and conclude that I am still married to your father,¡± she eximed rashly. She took a deep breath. ¡°All right, how are you doing today?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m OK, as always, and judging by the tone of your voice, you¡¯re doing fantastic with the money I send you, aren¡¯t you?¡± He muttered this while squinting and rolling his eyes to the side.


    ¡°You arrogant jerk,¡± she snorted. ¡°It¡¯s the guts,¡± she sobbed. ¡°You, too, are a significant portion of your father¡¯s ego, which is why you no longer have a wife. Astors simply do what they want-


    ¡°Stop right there, thank you, and now tell me why you called me,¡± He chimed and scoffed afterward. ¡°You know how much I dislike answering the phone in my office, but you still call, and you call me stubborn and proud,¡± he said as he drew the phone to his face, slightly biting his lips, before swiftly drawing it back to his ear.


    While speaking, his mother¡¯s voice became thinner as she said, ¡°Your brother¡¯s wife has just given birth to a cute little baby boy.¡± ¡°I am in such good spirits right now, and I am looking at the baby right now.¡±


    When Benson heard the news, he was devastated by it. That is not to say that he was not pleased for his brother; on the contrary, he was; yet, he was reminded of his predicament, specifically his inability to provide his mother with the grandchild she had desired for quite some time. He was well aware that he would never be able to have children.


    ¡°Wow, wonderful¡­¡± he muttered into the phone and then wentpletely silent for a moment. ¡°Please tell him that I am delighted for him¡­ I have to get going now; I¡¯ll contact himter when I get home from work,¡± he said. He hung up the phone and mmed it down on the table in frustration.


    He bounced his leg continuously on the ground, drumming his fingers against the surface of the table. He loosened the knot in his tie. It suddenly felt as if it was wrapping around his neck too tightly.


    With his back away from his chair, he stretched his hands out in front of him over the table. He¡¯d lost his ability to rx. Without a doubt, he couldn¡¯t help but think that if he hadn¡¯t taken that wrong turn, he would already be the father of the two children he had always desired by now. He was ustomed to knowing what to do all the time, but at the moment, he waspletely clueless as to what to do with himself.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    Having decided that he needed to do something to silence the whispers in his head, he stormed out of his office.


    The moment Sarah saw him walking out of his office, she ran after him, sprinting behind him to catch up with him. ¡°Sir,¡± she cried, realizing he was moving too quickly for her. Her breath caught in her throat as she panted and tried to regain her breath. ¡°It¡¯s almost time for us to live,¡± She raised her hands in the air I really should go to the gym more often,¡± she whispered.


    His words were nonchnt: ¡°Take care it, you and Luke.¡± He did not look back or slow down.


    Sarah stood there and watched him get into his car and drive away. It was obvious that he was agitated about something. She quickly contacted Luke to let him know about the change of ns and headed back to her office, wondering what had gotten him so wound up that he had to cancel the meeting with the client she had scheduled.


    Despite the fact that Benson was driving at top speed and honking at other drivers to get out of his way, he had no particr destination in mind. He was just driving about, feeling the need to get away from something, but can a man really get away from himself in this world? A truck passed him by and he had to slow down to avoid hitting it.


    After a brief moment of self-pitying quiet, he raised his head to look down the road ahead. He was well aware that he needed to leave before anyone recognized him. He decided to go to his favorite pub, which he enjoyed since everyone there was kind and only the wealthy could afford to drink there because it was prohibitively expensive if you weren¡¯t. So there were fewer and well-coordinated people than in regr pubs.


    After what had transpired, he decided to drive slowly to avoid another ident. What does it even matter in the first ce? He had already lost his ability to generate life as a result of an unfortunate mishap. What else could he possibly have to lose but his life? To him, he appeared to be barely alive at the time.


    He arrived at his destination, got out of his car, and walked into the building after taking a few steps back and looking about for no apparent reason. A few shotster, he took several deep breaths and simply rested his head on the counter, thinking about and overanalyzing matters that should have been left alone.


    It appeared like the booze he had pumped into his system was making things worse rather than better, which was the opposite of what he had hoped would happen. He was obsessively overanalyzing everything.


    Julie¡¯s face popped into his head and he grinned at the sight of her in his mind.


    His attention was pulled to his wristwatch and saw it was time for him to leave and head home. Alita would be waiting for him at the door. He remembered he was to pay her because it was the end of her first week. He got to his feet, shook his head to clear his eyes, and then walked forward with firm steps until he arrived at his car, which was parked just outside. He wasn¡¯t drunk to the point that he couldn¡¯t drive


    He returned home after sprinkling his perfume all over himself in an attempt to hide the stink of alcohol.

 Chapter 12

    Alita pulled her thoughts away from the enormous burden she had ced on them.


    In the middle of her fight to forget what to had found, she walked past a boutique where she spotted a dress she felt would be perfect for Sarah and dashed in to buy it for her. As she checked it out, she hoped that it would draw attention to Sarah¡¯s femininity and indicate her appeal to others. The low neckline, the tightly fitted bodices, and the extravagantly designed skirt are all highlights of the dress. Sarah would appear bare-armed and stunning as a result of the reflective material.


    She bought the dress and hit the road again, this time walking much quicker than she had been. She couldn¡¯t wait to see Sarah test the outfit. She imagined the look of delight on Sarah¡¯s face when she finally put the dress on.


    Keeping a smirk on her lips as she gripped the box that the garment was bundled onto her breast, Alita said, ¡°This would definitely get you a date, Sarah, long time so see, too long.¡±


    She pulled the door open and noticed that Sarah had already arrived home. She pulled her head backward as she squinted her eyes shut. ¡°All right, early bird,¡± she observed as she checked the clock on her phone by tapping the screen. ¡°Can you tell me what¡¯s up? ¡®You¡¯re home early,¡± Alita muttered, cing the package on the table and covering it with her jacket.


    Sarah crossed her over her chest and she hummed. She smiled as she feigned a funny expression. ¡°Party¡­¡± She drawled a little.


    While moving closer to the bed where Sarah was sitting, Alita syed her hands in the air, ¡°Oh, sure, party.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t look like you areing from a party,¡± says Alita as knelt on the ground beside her. ¡°Can you tell me what went wrong?¡±


    ¡°Everything!¡± Sarah moaned and groaned.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Okay?¡± Alita reached out and took Sarah¡¯s hand in hers. ¡°Let it out girl, talk to me.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Astor wasn¡¯t able to apany us,¡± Sarah said, clenching her teeth. ¡°He bolted out of his office, clearly furious over something, and no one has seen or heard from him since,¡± she said. ¡°We were on the verge of losing the deal because he wasn¡¯t there, but we made it. We had to cover for him, and I also had to deal with Luke the entire time,¡± she said, a scowl on her face at the mention of Luke. His denial of her before Benson had left her enraged, and she had carried that resentment with her since that day with Alita at the office. When Alita syed her hands in the air, Sarah shot her a scowl that conveyed the message that she didn¡¯t want to hear anything Alita had to say in Luke¡¯s defense.


    What she tried to forget came pouring back into Alita¡¯s memory, and her expression closed up. ¡°Right, I¡¯m the lucky one to get to see him like that,¡± she said with a snarl in her voice.


    Sarah fanned hershes in anticipation of detail from Alita.


    ¡°He returned with a dismal expression on his face and barely saying anything. ¡°He appeared to be tense and disturbed,¡± Alita responded, her gaze fixed on nothing in particr. ¡°However, he appeared to be rather menacing.¡±


    Yea, tell me about it,¡± Sarah said, a feeble smile on her face.


    ¡°I¡¯m curious as to what it is that has him back to being frighteningly grouchy,¡± Alita wondered out into the air.


    ¡°Hey, I know that look,¡± Sarah said, raising an eyebrow. ¡°Don¡¯t start snooping around. You¡¯re not going to like what you find. Let things be, just let things be.¡±


    Alita agreed, saying to herself, ¡°Right, Where were you when I needed you to warn me?¡±


    As Sarah pointed to a slice of pizza on the couch, she said, ¡°Well, I ordered pizza.¡±


    ¡°Oh, pizza,¡± Alita yelled . She stretched her body towards the couch, but she was unable to get to the couch. She snarled, softly lifted herself, and drew the pizza closer to her face and mouth.


    ¡°You¡¯re such a baby,¡± Sarah said with a smile. They both burst outughing.


    ¡°I bought you a dress on my way back,¡± Alita said sweetly. It is over there and I¡¯m unable to get off the ground right now, so you¡¯ll have to go get it yourself. Sharing the pain of your Precious Astor has rendered my feet numb,¡± she said, gesturing to the table in the center of the room, as she moved to the side to allow Sarah to go and retrieve the package. Immediately, Sarah leaped out of bed and hurriedly walked to the center of the room, a smile on her face throughout.


    ¡°Oh my god,¡± Sarah eximed as she began to remove the contents of the box from its packaging.


    Alita threw the pizza to the ground and lifted herself to her feet, a feat that surprised even her. ¡°Do you like,¡± she asked, crossing her hands across her chest and shing a radiant smile. ¡°You like,¡± she asked again. The fact that the gown was blue, which was Sarah¡¯s favorite color, yed a significant role in her decision to acquire it.


    ¡°Sure, yes,¡± Sarah said, expressing her approval. She pushed the frock up against her nose and smelled the perfume that emanated from it. She was in love. ¡°It has a pleasant aroma about it. Expensive!¡±


    Sarah dashed towards Alita, her arms held wide. They wrapped their arms around one other in loving embraces. Alita motioned for her to put on her dress.


    Out of too much excitement, Sarah removed her top without realizing she wasn¡¯t wearing a bra. She guffawed as she lifted her face to the mirror and realized she was entirely naked from the waist up. With her lips pursed, she hurriedly slipped her legs into the gown and pulled it up, then spun around to ask Alita for help zipping it up.


    Sarah admired herself in the mirror, and her eyelids fluttered as she gazed at herself.


    Tears ran down her cheeks when she spoke the words, ¡°It¡¯s perfect,¡± she said.


    Alita¡¯s eyes were aglow with tears as Sarah spoke. However, even though they were unable to attend her nned dinner date, the evening had already turned out to be a memorable one for her. The two of them got yet another pizza and a bottle of wine, and they ate andughed the rest of the night until they fell asleep together.


    ****


    After making sure Julie was sound asleep, Benson dragged himself to his bar. His hand reached for a bottle of whisky on the shelf. He gulped it down until half of the contents of the bottle were gone down his neck.


    He picked up his phone and dialed his younger brother¡¯s number, just as he had promised. Even though the phone rang, no one answered, he tried a second time but the same thing happened. He then hung up the phone and downed the second half of the whisky in one swallow. He was beginning to feel dizzy by this point.


    He is likely feeling jolly right now and forgetting they have phones


    When his brother didn¡¯t answer his phone, he was relieved since he was still trying to think out what he should tell him and how he should say it to him.


    His entire day had been ruined, and he had been drinking heavily all day.


    Suddenly, he had the strong urge to vomit and dashed to the bathroom. He threw up in the basin and flushed it down the toilet. He was too weak to move so he cautiously let himself slip down the wall until he eventually found himself sitting on the cold floor. Finally, after a long day of battling it and pretending that it didn¡¯t hurt so much, he allowed himself to feel every bit of the anguish he had been fighting away, and tears streamed out of his eyes as he did so. He took a deep breath and exhaled through his mouth. More tears streamed down his chin as he recalled the day of the ident that he had been in.


    He had a minor altercation with Charity, his former wife. He drove away from the house, enraged, and determined to go somewhere else, anywhere else where he wouldn¡¯t have to deal with his nagging wife.


    He was so preupied with his thoughts that he waspletely unaware that he was approaching a turn. He attempted to control the vehicle, but it was moving too quickly for him to maintain control. Unfortunately for Benson, a delivery truck was making the same turn from the other side of the road at the same time as him. He ran into the truck and thest thing he recalled was the beeping sounds that woke him up in the hospital, where he was covered in bandages all over. He was required to stay in the hospital for a month, undergoing a series of treatments and examinations. When he was released from the hospital, he was told the heartbreaking news that he was impotent.


    He divorced his wife a few months after he was able to stand on his own two feet again, primarily because she had failed to visit him while he was in the hospital and because he was simply fed up with their marriage. He would still be a wholesome man if it weren¡¯t for her constant prodding.


    Benson eventually fell asleep on the restroom floor, where he remained until the following morning.


    He awoke about midday and found himself in his room, dressed in different clothes and with no recollection of how he had gotten there.

 Chapter 13

    Alita¡¯s heart sank when she approached Benson¡¯s house, asked the door open, and was greeted by Julie¡¯s screaming. As she rapidly made her way to Julie¡¯s room, her eyes quickly surveyed the living room. She detected the odor of alcohol in the air and immediately knew Benson had been drinking. When she saw the fragments of a broken bottle all over the ground at the entrance to Julie¡¯s room, a shudder rushed down her spine and her heart almost stopped. Julie¡¯s sobbing was more audible as the door to her room was wide open.


    ¡°What exactly happened here?¡± She inquired into the air. Before reaching Julie¡¯s bed, she skipped between the shards of the broken bottle and stretched her hand forward. She took her up and held her, slowly bouncing about and tapping her on the back. Julie¡¯s shouts subsided to coughs and sniffles.


    Alita sympathized with her. She drew Julie¡¯s face to hers, wiped the tiny teardrops off her chin, and hugged her once again. She was ready to sing Julie a luby when she saw the bathroom door was open. Fear grabbed her as she nced in and noticed someone on the ground. Her mind began to do the math on the various situations that may have urred. Did someone assassinate and kill Benson? Her heart pounded, pounding hard against her chest as if it were about to break free from its confines the next second. Alita¡¯s eyes widened as she skipped to a significant distance immediately in front of the bathroom and noticed Benson lying still on the ground.


    She wasn¡¯t sure if he was still alive.


    Please be breathing. You can¡¯t die right now. Julie is still a child.


    She clutched Julie to her bosom as she took long, deliberate strides towards what she hoped wasn¡¯t Benson¡¯s corpse. The closer she got, the colder she became and her legs became weaker. She knelt and ced her index finger in front of his nose, feeling air strike her finger from his nostrils. She felt a weight lift from her chest, only to be reced by questions. How did he end up lying on the floor in Julie¡¯s bathroom with a smashed bottle just outside the door in only his singlets and boxers?


    She stepped out of the restroom, certain that it had everything to do with the previous day.


    He¡¯d had too much to drink and passed out in the restroom. It was terrible, and Alita would have never imagined him the way she saw him on the ground. But everyone has something that breaks through all of their defenses against feeling exposed and leaves thempletely enamored with overpowering pain.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Alita hastily made something for Julie to eat putting her in bed with some toys for her to y with. She swept the ss fragments off the ground and disposed of them.


    When she returned to the bathroom, Benson was still sleeping. She badly wanted to know what had done this to him, though she would take a quick guess. She checked her watch, which she hade to terms with wearing, and noticed that it was past the time he was typically already at work. She yelled out his name in an attempt to wake him up, but he remained motionless and breathing steadily. She called his name a couple more times, but he didn¡¯t respond, so she bent down and softly tapped his hand, but he still didn¡¯t wake up.


    She exhaled and kneaded her temples, trying to think of something to do. She has the option of leaving him there until he wakes up. It didn¡¯t look like it was going to happen anytime soon.


    What will he think of me when he wakes up and discovers I¡¯ve abandoned him here?


    Alita growled as she realized she¡¯d have to carry him to his room. She had never been to his room before, partly because he didn¡¯t show her his room when he gave her a tour of the house, and partly because it was a bad idea and protection against her underlying increasing feelings for him. She was still dealing with the fact that she asionally saw him button his shirt and stood in his natural beauty and grace when he spoke to her, so his room was a no-go zone for her.


    Now is the time for my gym sessions to pay off, or I won¡¯t be working out again.


    She extended herself, bent down, ced her hands beneath him, and attempted but failed to push his upper body up. She was out of breath after attempting to. She looked about and wondered how he could be so heavy. Yes, he was hefty, but she hadn¡¯t anticipated the weight she had collided with.


    She resorted to pulling him out of the bathroom by holding his feet together. She locked the door and stood over him, trying to catch her breath, after his entire body was out of the restroom.


    ¡°Howe you¡¯re still sleeping after that?¡± Her expression contorted as she stared at him, who was still sleeping on the ground like a sleepy baby after she hauled him out of the bathroom.


    Even I can¡¯t sleep this soundly. She rubbed her palms together.


    Who knew you were such a snoozer? Worse than I am.


    She knew she couldn¡¯t drag him all the way to his room, so she epted that she¡¯d have to carry him up. She inhaled and exhaled, clenched her teeth, and pressed her lips together.


    She gave it everything she had and was able to lift him off the ground and ce his hand across her shoulder.


    ¡°Fuck!¡± She eximed as she took the first step forward, realizing what she had done to herself. He was heavy, and she had used every ounce of strength she had to bring him up. She managed to get him out of Julie¡¯s room before copsing. She pushed herself under him on the way down to keep his head from hitting the ground.


    ¡°You¡¯ve got to lose some weight, dude,¡± she whispered quietly as she eased herself out from under him. ¡°Fuck it,¡± she shook her head after regaining her sight and regaining control of her breathing. ¡°I¡¯m going to pull your drowsy ass down to your room.¡± ¡°I tried, man, I tried, I can¡¯t die like this,¡± she slouched, allowing her shoulders to sag as she shook her head sideways, taken aback by how he was still sleeping through all of that just happened.


    She eventually dragged him to his room and only carried him up to his bed. She approached his door and turned to take one final nce at him.


    She took in the view of the room while holding her hips. Her gaze traveled about, appreciating everything she saw until itnded on him. She moved closer to the bed and examined him.


    You¡¯re such a work of art¡­. and such a crazy-ass sleeper.


    Her gaze moved up and down his body, from his feet to his hair. She was going closer to him and wriggling her body side to side, unbeknownst to her. She lowered her fingers to feel his abs. It was warm and inviting. It felt sensitive and firm in her hands. She giggled faintly as she touched his jawline. She felt a flood of warmth go over her. Her insides started to throb. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes as a slew of possibilities flooded her head, none of which could possiblye true.


    She dashed to the door after deciding that remaining there was a bad idea. Something bad would happen that would feel good.


    When she got to the door, she turned around, and the stain on his singlet became obvious. She considered changing him and loved the idea because it would allow her to see and touch him more.


    She chose a casual shirt for him to sleep in and put it on him after removing his singlet.


    She finally went out of his room, biting her nails the entire time. She returned to Julie and gave her a warm bath, then stayed with her, singing and ying with her to keep her mind from wandering and thinking of the things she would do to Benson if she had the chance. If she ever had the opportunity.


    She soon heard his voice reverberate throughout the house. When she heard his footstep approaching Julie¡¯s room, she stiffened. She hadn¡¯t considered how the topic regarding his translocation would unfold when he awoke.


    He looked pallid as he opened the door. When his gaze met hers, he averted his gaze. He looked down at his shirt before turning to face her. He grinned awkwardly and waved at her before immediately returning to his room. After he departed, Alita pursed her lips and hugged herself. ¡°I had to do it,¡± she said to Julie, who merely cackled back.


    He had no idea how he got into the clothes he was wearing or how she got him from the restroom to his room. He refused to believe Alita would have carried him. He sat on his bed, staring out the window, wondering how he would face her again.

 Chapter 14

    It was Julie¡¯s room that Alita stayed in until it was time for her to go. She didn¡¯t want to run across Benson by chance and be forced to engage in the unpleasant conversation about how he is in a different shirt. she didn¡¯t want to be forced into having that talk with him. Alita believed that it was easier to just let things go. Simply leave it alone, and it will take care of itself, and everything will be okay. If you keep prodding at it, it will eventually turn into something regrettable. Simply leave it alone.


    She stayed in with Julie and only left to get something from the kitchen for Julie on rare asions. She essentially snuck around the house till she was back in Julie¡¯s room again.


    ¡°Where would we even begin?¡± Alita inquired of Julie, who looked at her with a cute smile on her face and blinked at her. ¡°It¡¯s going to be really strange and cutthroat unpleasant.¡± ¡°I¡¯m just not able to.¡± She made a motion with her hands.


    A voice in her thoughts began lecturing her on the consequences of what she had done. And she began to have second thoughts.


    Was that considered to be crossing a line? I couldn¡¯t just abandon him like that¡­ but why is this so? Why can I not simply ignore things and leave them his I met them?


    Alita pushed the unpleasant questions that had shed into her head to the back of her thoughts.


    ¡°I did the right thing, and I don¡¯t have to feel terrible about it,¡± she said to herself as she rubbed her palms together over her thighs.


    Even the part where you made the decision to take his shirt off? That was a very stupid idea on your part.


    Her mind shed back to a memory of her biting her nails as she walked out of his room, and she squeezed her lips together in concentration. She shook her head in an attempt to push the notion away, but she ended up yanking her head too forcefully and twisting her neck so much to the left that it hurt.


    ¡°Fuck, that hurts,¡± she said as she groaned and tossed her head backward, clearly upset with herself.


    When it was time for her to leave for home, she tucked Julie into bed and packed her belongings, including her jacket. The moment she reached for the doorknob, she halted, her mind racing with ideas for how to facilitate her silent escape. She would disappear into thin air as if she had never been there.


    With her body hardening as she moved slowly towards the door, she drew it closer to her. As soon as she was persuaded that she was free to leave, she peered down the corridor and walked through the door with her entire body.


    Alita was resolved not to be noticed by Benson on her way out of the house. She leaned against the wall, taking slow silent steps and peeping around the corner before beginning her turn. The mansion appeared to grow in size, while she appeared to shrink. Balling her fist, she went past the kitchen and straight through the living room to the front door. Benson spoke just as she was about to ask for the door to be opened.


    ¡°On your way somewhere,¡± he said in a rather calm and controlled manner.


    Alita froze, biting the inside of her bottom lip. All of that nning hase to naught¡­ Fuck!


    She didn¡¯t know what to say, so she just remained there facing the door until he spoke again, at which point she had no choice but to turn around and confront him.


    Taking another sip of the cup of tea he had prepared, he stated, ¡°There are many things I can sue you for right now.¡± It waste in the afternoon, and he was drinking tea. Who drinks a cup of tea in the evening? If it weren¡¯t for some bizarre reason simr to the one he¡¯s currently experiencing, which was bizarre enough topel him to make tea. ¡°And, thanks to my contacts, you could be imprisoned until the rest of your days on this.¡±


    Alita¡¯s chest rose and fell with each difficult breath she took as she looked Benson in the eyes. He had a distorted expression on his face as he looked into his cup of tea.


    Her legs suddenly went weak


    Exactly what the heck is he talking about? So why is he bringing up the subject of prison after I just cleaned his intoxicated ass and escorted him to his room?


    Alita simply stood by the door and stared at him without saying anything. The look of horror on her face said everything she couldn¡¯t say.


    ¡°If I wanted to, I could erase everything about you with a single phone call,¡± he said, raising his face to hers. His brows were furrowed, and his tone became more hushed. ¡°Were you nning on leaving like that?¡± And after that, what? You don¡¯t show up tomorrow, and you don¡¯t show the day after? Please tell me because I ampletely confused. Can you tell me what you were thinking sneaking out like that?¡±


    She didn¡¯t think about what might happen the next day. She didn¡¯t give a thought to what would happen the moment she stepped out of the house after that. She really wanted to get out of there as fast as she could. But there she was, right in front of him, terrified to her very core. She¡¯d never seen him like this before, and she was surprised. He was saying all kinds of horrible things, and she was feeling a great deal of guilt over what she¡¯d done.


    ¡°If you will not ept the responsibility, don¡¯t do anything at all. I understand you were trying to help me by somehow carrying me to my room, but that was inappropriate,¡± he pointed at the shirt he had on. ¡°You don¡¯t suppose I skipped my room during the tour for no reason? I adore my privacy, ¡°He exhaled and took a long pull drag of air. ¡°It¡¯s insane that you¡¯d leave like that without saying anything. If you can¡¯t talk to me, you have to work with me. How can I trust you if you¡¯re skulking around like a thief? I trust Sarah, and I have to trust you as well, but inconsistencies like this are bad for business,¡± He exhaled and shook his head. ¡°I just can¡¯t afford it, and I don¡¯t do bad business. That¡¯s how I stay on top of the food chain. And bing a great businessman in Los Angeles isn¡¯t simple,¡± He straightened his back. ¡°This is outrageous, Alita, it should never happen again, do you understand what I mean?¡±


    Alita nodded, standing still and holding her breath.


    What have I done? Alita blinked incessantly.


    ¡°Now, go think about this,¡± he said, motioning with his hand. ¡°I¡¯ll catch up with you tomorrow.¡±


    Alita nodded once more and turned around. ¡°Open the door, Cece,¡± she said, but it didn¡¯t. ¡°Cece, open the front door,¡± she pleaded, but the door remained shut.


    Benson cleared his throat after gulping thest of his tea, which had provided him with the moral strength and stability he required to speak to Alita in that manner. He stared into his cup when he couldn¡¯t make eye contact. ¡°I had disabled the multi-user control so you couldn¡¯t go till this happened,¡± he added, swiping and tapping his phone before saying, ¡°try again.¡±


    ¡°Cece, please open the door,¡± she begged, trying not to tumble down whore she was standing on. The door slid open, and they exited. She expelled air and then drew it back in.


    ¡°My goodness will kill me,¡± she muttered as she walked away from the house.


    Instead of walking home, she took a cab. She was too tense and shocked, and she was seriously contemting if she could keep up with the job. She was merely trying to help¡­


    She returned home and ran into Sarah.


    ¡°You¡¯rete,¡± Sarah replied, her gaze locked on her phone. ¡°What happened?¡± She raised her head to face Alita. ¡°You look like you have seen a ghost. Please tell me what has happened. Are you all right? Were you robbed, or what?¡± Sarah¡¯s brows furrowed, her eyes wide with concern.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°I wish,¡± Alita muttered, sinking into the couch.


    ¡°So, what now?¡± Sarah returned to her phone after it beeped and the screen illuminated.


    ¡°It¡¯s Grumpy face,¡± Alita said, putting her hands over her head. She told Sarah everything that had happened between her and Benson, excluding when she was salivating over his abs.


    Sarah snorted augh. ¡°He can be like that. You will get used to it.¡±


    ¡°Hell no, I won¡¯t,¡± Alita responded, shaking her head incessantly.


    Sarah hummed as she typed into her phone.


    ¡°Who is this distracting you, Sarah?¡± Alita reached for Sarah¡¯s phone, but Sarah had quick reflexes and was able to retract it before Alita¡¯s fingers could reach for it. ¡°I¡¯m traumatized, and you¡¯re riveted to your phone, typing god only knows what.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing you need to know.¡±


    Alita leaped off the couch and ran after Sarah for her phone, but Sarah was faster. Alita eventually gave up and copsed on her bed. ¡°No fair, Sarah,¡± she yawned, closing her eyes. She was dozing off.

 Chapter 15

    Benson looked forward to this time of year. It was the coldest month in Los Angeles. In December, he always had the best fun of the year. There were fewer people in the city at the time, and traffic was less congested. His life was made easier because people didn¡¯t know him because of way he would dressed, so he didn¡¯t have to be as reluctant as he typically would be. His nocturnal actions be more intense. During the asional winter thates the normally hot metropolis, he goes clubbing more.


    Benson is frequently reactive to the weather in Los Angeles. The hotter it gets, the angrier he gets, the less he talks, and the more he yells. He is unaware of the shifts in his attitude, but those close to him are acutely aware of this dynamic nature. As a result, whenever a little cold reached the city, they were always overjoyed.


    He¡¯d go from formal suits to casual rainproof leather jackets, pea coats, jeans, and boots. During the winter, he was more stylish.


    He was generally kinder and less arrogant at this point. If you met him for the first time at the end of the year or the beginning of the next, you¡¯d have no idea he wasconic and reserved. It¡¯s ironic, because Benson only chatted and was outgoing during business meetings to avoid appearing weak, bu when he wasn¡¯t surrounded by business partners and individuals who worked for him, he was restrained and nearly misanthropic, but that would be an exaggeration.


    But hees out of his shell and speaks more, parties more, yep, the parties he despises. Every night, he was virtually always at the club. He slept very little in the house. Alita is ignorant of these regr swings in his temperament, but she will soon discover why.


    Sarah and anyone who had a direct link to him were always the ones that enjoyed him the best when he dynamically changed into what most would consider his better self. He gave gifts and was exceedingly charitable at the time. He was like a genie at the moment, and he was all about having fun. Despite this, he continued to take hispany¡¯s management very seriously and would not allow underperformance. The difference is that he wouldpletely fire you and then go party about it.


    Alita had been working for him for nearly three months and he had developed a weakness for her that had only grown stronger. Until now, he had fought the sensation. He¡¯d have to figure out if what he was feeling was genuine, something that wouldn¡¯t dissipate with time, or if it was just because he saw her every day.


    He hadn¡¯t had his typicalte-night flings in a while, not since he met Alita, but that was about to change. After he finished with winter, he wouldn¡¯t have anything left to feel for Alita.


    He sipped his coffee before cing the mug on the couch. He sat down, waiting for Alita to arrive so he could go out and perform the day¡¯s work, which was basically the strange ns he had for the day, which were mostly drinking anddies.


    When Alita entered, he rose up to leave. They exchanged greetings before he exited. They hadn¡¯t spoken much since the strange urrence in Julie¡¯s bathroom when she helped him from Julie¡¯s bathroom to his bedroom. She¡¯d been watching her boundaries ever since, and she¡¯d been more reserved than he had been.


    He wasn¡¯t sure what to do after that day, and it troubled him, but he wasn¡¯t going to let it derail the energy he had woken up with and nned to increase throughout the day.


    He was exuberant and eager as he went out of his residence. He drove leisurely that morning, soaking in the sights and sounds of the city, including the gorgeous individuals he was always apprehensive of associating with, the houses, the skyscrapers, and the music. He breathed, picturing himself standing on top of the mountain, screaming.


    When he arrived a littleter than expected, Sarah and Luke were already waiting for him at the reception.


    ¡°Hello there, you as well,¡± Benson said with a smile. They exchanged a familiar expression of astonishment before returning their attention to him. ¡°Why are you standing here like statues rather than in your offices?¡± ¡°Did I not make themfy so you wouldn¡¯t stay in the reception?¡± He posed a scowl as he noticed their worried expressions, each trying to speak over the other. ¡°Please, one at a time,¡± he said, folding his hands over his chest.


    Luke gave Sarah a nod before stating, ¡°Ladies first.¡± She rolled her eyes at him before turning to face Benson, feigning a smile. ¡°Well, Sir, you have four meetings this morning, each within an hour, and then there¡¯s nothing for now,¡± she grumbled.


    ¡°All right, let¡¯s get started, shall we?¡± Benson¡¯s words startled Luke, who had been staring at Sarah dreamily while she spoke. ¡°Luke,¡± he whispered, taking a few steps closer to them. ¡°Do you have something to say to me, or are you just going to stand there wasting my time?¡±


    ¡°Um, no¡­¡± Luke stated as he carelessly flipped the page in his hands. ¡°A representative from J&Ms has arrived with their annual financial report.¡± She¡¯s near your office.¡±


    ¡°Near my office?¡± He rolled his eyes and hung his head. ¡°By my ce of business?¡± He stared at both of them, expecting an exnation for why a representative of one of his most important clients was standing outside his office rather than sitting in reception or one of the VIP suites.


    ¡°Sir,¡± Luke mumbled as he squeezed his lips together.


    ¡°Right now, Luke, I¡¯m disappointed in you. You¡¯re my personal assistant, and you can¡¯t handle a woman?¡± Benson twisted his face as he walked past Luke on his way to his office. ¡°That is very uneptable, Luke. How can I put my trust in you now? If this happens again, we¡¯ll lose half of our clients, and poof,¡± he pped his palms in the air. ¡°We¡¯ve gone out of business.¡± Is it your intention to put me out of business, Luke?¡± He inquired. ¡°I have a list of rmendations for personal assistants, Luke.¡± ¡°If you want to get fired, let this happen again,¡± he said as he came to a halt and turned to face Luke. ¡°If they insist, you keep going, okay?¡± That¡¯s how we roll. You impose the nice stuff on them and they¡¯ll thank youter, plus I built those suites specifically for this purpose, so having it lying about unused is a waste of space and money.¡±


    Luke nodded, his face flushed. Sarah stayed far behind, battling the impulse to burst outughing.


    ¡°Who are we?¡± Sarahughed. ¡°You have to ept responsibility for your actions, sir; I warned him it would be bloody, but you demanded that she insisted.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right,¡± Luke squeezed his lips together and wiped sweat off his brow. ¡°I¡¯m sweating now, although it¡¯s winter.¡±Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Well, so long, sucker,¡± Sarah said as she sashayed down the corridor. ¡°See you around, mate,¡± sheughed as she continued to swing.


    Benson dashed to his office. When he spotted the voluptuous girl hooked to her phone, standing on one foot with a file under her arm, he cracked a smile.


    ¡°So you¡¯re the inflexible rep?¡± As he approached her, he opened his hands wide. ¡°What happened to Sam? Sam with the blonde hair and the slender body, you know who I¡¯m talking about ¡°He made a motion.


    ¡°He couldn¡¯t make it,¡± she murmured as she turned to face him, her hands crossed across her chest and her hip jittering as she pushed a leg forward. ¡°So here I am. What difference does it make? Let¡¯s get this out of the way.¡±


    ¡°OK, let¡¯s get this over with,¡± he said, not moving an inch. He sped his arms in front of him and pressed his sses to his face.


    Thedy arched her brows and cocked her head. ¡°All right,¡± she murmured, expecting him to lead the way to his office, but all he did was stare into her eyes. ¡°Are we not going to your office, or¡­ Is there something I¡¯m missing?¡± She let her hands drop to rest on her hips.


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure,¡± he pocketed his hands, ¡°but tell me if we¡¯re going to cross our hands here outside my office and get this over with. You¡¯re the one who believes reporting is so important. Based on what I see in that file, I decide whether or not to continue doing business with your boss. Now that I think about it, I can opt not to see it, and we¡¯ll see what your employer says about it. I¡¯ve got a lot of corporations lined up, so let¡¯s get this over with.¡± He clenched his teeth and smirked. ¡°I¡¯m not sure why you¡¯re being gruff about this, and I don¡¯t care what reason you have for it; it¡¯s really wearing on my nerves, and it¡¯s not just the morning. So please greet your employer on my behalf.¡±


    She let everything he said soak in, blinking her eyes and swallowing air. She could be the reason why herpany is severing rtions with his. She would be doomed.


    ¡°Now, let¡¯s not get too fired up, okay?¡± she remarked, attempting to halt her bouncy feet.


    Benson strolled passed her, pushed open his office door, and then turned to face her, nodding sideways. ¡°You can tell her I want to meet her in person because of a minor misunderstanding, very minor,¡± he smirked as he entered his office, still enjoying the game he was ying.


    She followed him inside, absolutely dazed, exactly as he desired.


    ¡°¡±I can¡¯t do it, sir,¡± she murmured, looking down. ¡°What exactly do you want me to do? I¡¯m not sure what I was thinking. I was too excited to be here for the first time, and my ego got in the way, and now I¡¯m about to lose my job.¡±


    ¡°I see,¡± he said, sitting down on his table and leaning slightly backward. ¡°Luke was on the verge of losing his job this morning because he couldn¡¯t get you to wait for me in one of my VIP suites. If you ask me, I¡¯m only repaying the favor.¡±


    ¡°No, Sir, no favors, I will do anything,¡± she bit her lower lips, sending an unspoken message. ¡°Anything,¡± she said as she looked him in the eyes.


    ¡°Let¡¯s see whether you mean that,¡± he said as he assessed her. ¡°Pleasee here tonight,¡± He said this while handing her a card with simply his address on it.


    She epted it with a smirk on her face, instantly relieved. She would go to any length to retain her work, and everything for Mr. Benson Astor waspletely worth it.


    She was ready to go when he stopped her and drew her close to him. He leaned very close, his mouth near to her ear. ¡°I¡¯ll take it,¡± he said as he took the file from under her arm, his breath falling on her vulnerable flesh. He then shoved her away, leaving her gasping for air.


    She sighed and turned to walk away.


    Winter gets off to a strong start.


    As he watched her leave, he inhaled the file and savored the scent of her perfume.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t get the name,¡± he eximed.


    ¡°Jane,¡± she muttered, trying to regain control of herself.


    Jane, Jane, Jane¡­

 Chapter 16

    Benson¡¯s game of distraction was in full swing. He already had a hookup date and was very eager about it.


    He bounced in his chair, a grin on his face and an upward gaze. Alita came to mind as his mind wandered through many thoughts. He realized he hadn¡¯t had sex in a long time, and it was all because of his feelings for Alita.


    I have no ties to her, so¡­


    He stood up from his chair, ruffling his hair with his hands. He turned around to face the city, his hand in his pocket.


    He felt the urge to drink, so he returned to his table, grabbed his phone, and exited.


    Jane tottered towards him as he pulled the door open and turned to walk to the elevator.


    He was taken aback when he saw Jane. It wasn¡¯t yet time. What was her purpose in being there? She had only been gone for a few hours. He furrowed his brows and pursed his lips.


    ¡°I know you¡¯re wondering why I¡¯m here,¡± she whispered as she came to a halt, palm on the wall, gasping for oxygen. She sat up straight and cleaned her clothing. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but I neglected to tell you something crucial.¡±


    ¡°Howe you forgot about that if it¡¯s so important?¡± Benson put his hands in his pockets.


    ¡°Well, Sir, the way I left¡­¡± she trembled, her cheeks reddened. ¡°I couldn¡¯t think of anything¡­¡±


    Benson¡¯s eyes gleamed with delight, but he immediately concealed the flush of pride that washed over him. ¡°OK, so what¡¯s the big deal? He drew his arms in front of him and folded them.


    ¡°I have to show you something in the file. It is a year¡¯s worth of extra information in the sums. Due to several transactions, the share allocation had been significantly adjusted,¡± she indicated with her hands.


    He turned around and walked into his office. He ushered her inside and asked her to take a seat. He handed her the file and sat alongside her at his table, saying, ¡°Get on with it. I was about to go get a drink,¡± says the narrator.


    She whispered, her eyes locked on the documents in her fingers, ¡°A drink, hugh.¡±


    ¡°What was that, exactly?¡± He inquired, oblivious to what she had spoken.


    She flipped through a page and said, ¡°Nothing really. It appears to be a pressing matter¡­your thirst.¡±


    ¡°It is, indeed. I¡¯m hungry and thirsty. I don¡¯t like being thirsty for long periods of time.¡±


    ¡°You could¡­¡± she said, her gaze rising to meet his. ¡°D-d¡­¡± she said, chewing her and batting her lower lip as she returned her gaze to the documents. She discovered what she was looking for and pressed her finger against it. ¡°Here,¡± she said as she stood alongside him, her nails on a part of the paper.


    Benson took the file from her and flipped through the pages. ¡°I¡¯ll check through itter and have my ountants look at the numbers to make sure they match what we have on hand. This should have reflected earlier,¡± he said, noting that she was leaning closer to him and starring at him rather than at the file. He pretended not to notice her advances.


    ¡°Right,¡± she answered lightheartedly.


    He carefully walked away from his table, still scrutinizing the page she presented him, and then walked around the table to his chair, bowed slightly, and slid the document into his drawer. Before tossing the page into the drawer, he took onest look at it. ¡°This is quite unbnced and rming,¡± he added as he closed the drawer.


    He raised his face up after hearing Jane exim, ¡°Are you truly thirsty?¡± The sight in front of him astounded him. His pupils dted and remained concentrated on what he saw. Jane had slid back in her seat and hung her left leg over the armrest. She didn¡¯t wear panties and kept her skirt open so he could see her pussy. She gave him a grin and sucked her lips. Her eyelids drooped as she butted her nails at him, ¡°A drink, you say, or something¡­ tastier.¡±


    For a brief moment, he was speechless as he took in the view. She was shaved and pink, just the way he likes pussies to be. She softly separated her lips, allowing him to peer inside her clit.


    Fuck!


    He whispered to himself in a drawl, ¡°Damn.¡±


    ¡°Certainly,¡± he said as he moved carefully up to her and knelt in front of her. He took a deep breath and looked into her own eyes. ¡°You have another purpose for returning?¡± He inquired, and she nodded hopelessly, his fingers traveling the canvas of her inner thighs. Her body shook as it absorbed his gentle touch.


    He abruptly split her legs, lifting the right one to the chair¡¯s opposite arm. ¡°Hmm,¡± he grumbled as he considered what he was about to do to her gorgeous pussy. He inserted his finger into her pussy and slowly took it out to taste her. He dove in between her knees, his head between her thighs, saying, ¡°Tastier indeed.¡±


    As his lips touched her clit, she trembled, closed her eyes and sighing softly. She soon had his head pressed against her as he proceeded to flick his tongue across her clit and softly nibble on her pussy lips.


    ¡°Fuck!¡± She growled as she felt his finger sink into her clit while he sucked. ¡°I like that,¡± she whimpered as she jerked forward to press her pussy against his lips.


    He added a second finger to his index finger and sped up his slide in and out of her. Her waist trembled as she felt a surge of warmth inside her. As she came, she let out a screech; fortunately, his office had been soundproofed at his request. Only he is aware of it. As he sensed she was cumming, Benson took her clit in his lips and licked it skillfully.


    The words ¡°fuck, fuck, f-u-u-u¡± were reced with gasps for air and heaves. Her eyes rolled into their sockets as she was absolutely out of breath. She let go of his head and clung to the chair to keep herself still, but she was at her weakest and couldn¡¯t stop Benson¡¯s tongue from whipping her body into a frenzy.


    Benson rose to his feet, a pleased smile on his lips. His stud protruded from his jeans, pressing firmly against them.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    She continued to shiver uncontrobly.


    She regained her vision and gasped as she saw the contour of his rock-hard dick. He was enormous. She couldn¡¯t have guessed?


    He gently yanked her from her chair and walked her to his table, where he forced her face down. He hiked her skirt to reveal her round smooth ass, which was the first thing he saw about her when he came out of the elevator that morning. He shed a wicked grin and unbuckled his belt, letting out his dick. She moaned as he spanked her ass cheek. He said, separating her legs to put his cock in her, ¡°You are one nasty little bitch.¡±


    ¡°Hmm,¡± she grumbled as she patiently awaited the sensation of his cock into her.


    He carefully pushed himself into her and loved the warmth that enveloped him. As his cock vanished into her and her ass cheeks touched his thigh, a shiver ran down his spine and she moaned.


    She heaved and trembled under his weight. ¡°You¡¯re so enormous,¡± she mumbled, her mouth gaping as he slipped out and drove into her again, this time faster.


    He leaned forward and grabbed her boobs from under her, kneading them as he cradled them in his hands.


    After a few thrusts and exchanged sighs between the two of them. He proceeded after she moaned in agreement.


    Benson quickened his pace, and she groaned even louder, urging him to push harder and go faster. ¡°Fuck me,¡± she screamed, and he did exactly what she ordered, plunging himself deeper into her. He admired the way her body absorbed the joys that their meeting had brought them.


    He leaned in even closer, softly nibbling on her neck. She grumbled even louder.


    He shifted his weight sideways and resumed thrusting. She shouted as she felt him go further into her and strike her harder in a different spot, sending an exquisite sensation through her body.


    ¡°Don¡¯t stop,¡± she said as she took his hand in hers and squeezed it strongly. ¡°Just like that¡­ fuck me just like that,¡± she yelled, jerking her body back and forth in time with the rythm he created as he fucked her harder than she¡¯d ever been fucked. She¡¯d never had a cock as huge as his before, and it was a whole new level of delectation for her.


    She began to shake violently under his him, and he had to let go of her boobs and slip out of her grip to keep her in ce.


    He felt himself throb inside her and was on the verge of cumming. Their culmination was a ming blossoming of synergy.


    Benson felt an ethereal ecstasy go through his body almost at the same time as she did. He sighed and tensed his muscles to maintain his grip on the ground beneath his feet.


    He backed away slowly, leaving her transfixed and enthralled by his sensual cock.


    He hadn¡¯t felt that fluff around his cock in a long time, he reflected as he cherished the sight of her exhausted body, proud of himself.


    He slid his cock back into his pants and tightened his belt. She remained still the entire time.


    Benson then spotted the documents strewn across the floor, hisputer on the verge of toppling off the table, and the chairs that had been thrown over.


    He tapped her behind before gaining enough strength to bend down and pick up the papers that had fallen to the ground.


    Jane wasying on his table, gasping for air the entire time. He grabbed a chair and correctly ced it down after gathering all of the papers and pushing hisputer into ce, then brought Jane and sat her in the chair. She remained speechless and unable to properly control her body.


    Benson heard a tap on his door as he folded his arms and stared at Jane as she struggled tomunicate. He and Jane stared at one other,pletely unsure of what to do.


    He couldn¡¯t possibly have forgotten to lock the door, could he?


    In terror, he stared at Jane once more before returning his gaze to the door. After having sex with a representative from one of his clients, he couldn¡¯t afford to be spotted by his coworkers.


    When the door opened and Alita walked in, Jane was still trying to recover herself. Everyone froze when Alita raised her face and saw him and Jane.

 Chapter 17

    Benson had promised himself that he would never contaminate his office again after thest time, but now he was in the thick of a mess after doing exactly what he swore he would never do.


    Internally, he scolded himself for being such an idiot and for being so irresponsible.


    When Alita opened the door to Benson¡¯s office, she grumbled, ¡°What the heck, Benson?¡±


    What was he going to say to her now that she¡¯d seen what she had? What excuse would hee up with to exin what she had witnessed?


    Jane lowered her head, attempting to hide her face from Alita. She ran outside, covering her face with her hand as she skipped past Alita, who had been ring at her the entire time she was near the door.


    As she breathed and smelt sex in the air, Alita felt a wave of rage and jealously, and then exploded. ¡°I texted you a hundred times telling you Julie was in the hospital, but you were obviously upied,¡± she said, her face twisted in disgust and her arm crossed across her breast. When Benson learned Julie was in the hospital, he went pale. ¡°You said not to phone you, which I think is silly, but I didn¡¯t even though it was extremely necessary,¡± she added. ¡°Is this why you won¡¯t pick up the phone? Your daughter is in the hospital, yet you¡¯re out having carnal hijinks,¡± she screamed at the top of her lungs, letting her rage overtake her.


    Benson hissed, frightening her into quiet, ¡°Alita.¡± ¡°Shut the door and stop yelling,¡± said Benson in a growl.


    Alita swung around and shut the door behind her. She was taken aback by the fact that he had yelled at her.


    As his chest rose and sank with heavy gasps, he continued, ¡°Now, tell me where my daughter is.¡± His anxiety had eclipsed the sex¡¯s aftereffects, and his hazy vision had cleared. ¡°Can you tell me what happened to Julie?¡± he took a step forward, leaning away from his table, till he was only inches from from her.


    ¡°She had a fever, so I took her to the hospital, and they asked for her father, and I¡¯ve been trying to reach you but¡­¡± she pinched her lips together, the echo of his yell still ringing in her head. A worry line emerged on his forehead as he looked downward and back at her with watchful eyes.


    Alita tried to say something but couldn¡¯t get over her annoyance. What she had just witnessed astounded her.


    He surely did ut. It¡¯s something she¡¯d expect from him. What were the chances that a girl would find him in his office and fuck him? He was a beautiful man with girls swarming around him, but what were the chances that one would find him and fuck him? She shouldn¡¯t have been so enraged, but she was.


    There was an unpleasant moment as the two couldn¡¯t think of anything to say to each other, each turning away from themselves.


    ¡°Take me to her,¡± Benson replied, his voice trembling. He remarked as he walked by her to open the door, ¡°Just take me to her.¡±


    She followed him outside and whispered, ¡°Hawkins Memorial.¡± The image of the girl¡¯s drowsy and dreamy face, the happiness on her face as she sat there, legs parted, and struggling with her buttons, shed through her mind. She wasn¡¯t able to conceal the fact that she had had a fantastic time with Benson. It irritated Alita that she could see the girl¡¯s excitement in fucking Benson despite her apprehensive and scared expression.


    Alita had a moment where she hoped it was her, but she pushed the thought aside and concentrated on her irrational fury against Benson.


    They were soon in one of Benson¡¯s cars, on their way to the hospital where Julie was being treated. She sat in the back.Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    Alita was deafeningly quiet for the whole of the journey. When he stole eyes at her, she sneered back.


    She frowned until her face ached.


    As she considered the situation she had walked into, a line emerged between her brows, and her pupils shed with rage.


    She knew she didn¡¯t have the right to be upset, so she med it on the fact that she¡¯d been texting him about Julie and hadn¡¯t gotten a response until she had toe to his office.


    As soon as he passed through the hospital¡¯s gate, she pursed her lips and gazed out the window.


    After he parked and they dropped, she led the way to Julie¡¯s ward.


    When Benson entered Julie¡¯s ward and heard her usual screams, his heart plummeted. When he got to the door and saw many nurses and a doctor with her, he froze and couldn¡¯t move any further. Alita skirted around him and walked into the ward. As her heart grew heavier with anguish and pity for Julie, her expression became muted with sadness in her eyes. When she looked at Benson, even when he had his hands over his face and wasn¡¯t looking at her, she sent him a re.


    I hope you¡¯re having a great time being the jerk that you are.     She stood there, watching as the doctor administered treatments to Julie, wishing she could bear the pain of the kid. She is far too young to go through all of this.


    After the doctor and nurses had gone. Benson summoned his confidence and entered the room to see Julie.


    While she slept, he sat next her and watched her breathe. When a tear slipped his eyes, he had no idea.


    He couldn¡¯t be there for her because she was his only chance for true happiness.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± he apologized as he wiped the sweat from Julie¡¯s brow. ¡°I had no idea,¡± he admitted. He sniffled, ¡°I would have been here with you.¡± He analyzed her breath and said, ¡°I should have been here with you.¡± ¡°What if¡­¡± he thought to himself, but he stopped himself because nothing graver had urred to her while he was busy fucking Jane.


    ¡°I¡¯m new to this, and I¡¯m still figuring out how to fit you into my life. It may take some time for me to adjust, but I promise that I will do everything I can to be there for you as much as I can and as much as you need,¡± he saidpassionately as he touched her tiny feet.


    Alita nearly forgave him, but she kept thinking about it and it enraged her even more, so she kept the same expression on her face, even though he was saying wonderful things and clearly regretting not responding to her texts. Maybe she would have let things go if he was in a conference or somewhere really important where he couldn¡¯t respond to texts, but he was fucking a whore in his office and she couldn¡¯t get that out of her thoughts.


    ¡°Well, Sir,¡± she remarked, looking at her watch, ¡°I have to go now. Now that you¡¯re here, you can keep an eye on her and look after her until I arrive in the morning.¡±


    Benson nodded but didn¡¯t look her in the eyes. He was monitoring Julie¡¯s breath with his attention fixated on her. He was scared she would cease breathing if he turned away.


    Alita turned to face him as she proceeded to the door. ¡°I¡¯ll be here as soon as possible,¡± she squinted, ¡°so you can go home and get dressed for work so you can make it on time. Let¡¯s say five or six o¡¯clock in the morning,¡± said Alita.


    Benson nodded once more, and she walked out the door and returned home. Julie had started running a high temperature. Alita had assumed it was the room¡¯s heat, so she put on the air conditioner. But Julie¡¯s condition worsened, and she had to be rush her to the nearest hospital.


    Alita kept repeating the scenario over and over again on her drive home and until she arrived. She was irritated by it.


    Is it possible that he did this every day? Is that how he truly is, or not? What was the name of the girl? Did he Fuck her because he liked her so much? Was it because he pushed himself on her or because she hurled herself at him and he couldn¡¯t resist? He wasn¡¯t the man everyone thought he was if he couldn¡¯t stand her. What would she do if she saw something like that again? How could she stay in the house with him knowing he was a slutty guy, not that they were actually talking¡­ How could she stay in the house with him knowing he was a slutty man? Alita wondered aloud when the cab dropped her off near their t and she hung her head.


    Alita could tell the female wasn¡¯t his girlfriend by the way she walked away.


    It would be better for her to let go of her feelings for him because she would just wind up hurting herself, something she couldn¡¯t bear. That won¡¯t happen again.


    She was depressed and upset the entire evening, barely speaking to Sarah and telling her that she was thinking about Julie in the hospital when she was asked what was wrong.


    Alita had a hard time sleeping through the night. She stayed up all night trying to figure out what kind of man Benson was.

 Chapter 18

    Benson sat there thinking about the entire day as Alita walked away. He knew Alita was furious with him for choosing pussy over Julie, and he needed a method to prove her that he was a better guy than she thought, so he texted her shortly after midnight.


    He started typing but couldn¡¯t think of anything to write, so he went back to deciding whether to stay awake with Julie or sleep off.


    To keep himself awake, he rose up and walked about the room. The ceiling, the wall, and the bed all caught his attention. He took a deep breath in and out. Something about the smell, the paint, the hospital ceiling, and his struggle to stay awake transported him back to when he was around eight years old and his sister, his only sister, became ill and he was asked to look after her while his mother went to see the doctor in his office after a nurse informed her that the doctor wanted to see her.


    ¡°Take care of her till I return,¡± his mother urged him just before she departed. ¡°Don¡¯t look away from her, Ben,¡± he said, and she kissed his cheek before following the nurse out the door.


    He just had one job, which he did for a short time till he fell asleep.


    His mother¡¯s shouts jolted him awake, and he quickly realized what had happened. He hadn¡¯t thought about his sister in a long time. He couldn¡¯t help but wonder if she would still be alive if he had stayed awake.


    He wouldn¡¯t allow himself sleep on Julie because of this. He didn¡¯t want to sleep since he med himself for his sister¡¯s death.


    He walked back to the bed and sat down next to Julie when he stopped walking back and forth. While observing Julie, he wiped the teardrops from under his droopy eyes.


    While he sat there, a wave of recollections about his sister washed over him. He recalled how they used to y in the sand in their garden as children. Because his brother had not yet been born, it was only the two of them at the time.


    Benson despises being sad. He¡¯d had far too many terrible experiences, and whenever he allowed himself to be sad, all of those memories were jumbled up and reyed in his mind. He¡¯d recall far too much and inflict far too much sorrow on his heart. That¡¯s why he did stuff to upy his mind and keep his thoughts upied so he wouldn¡¯t walk down memoryne and climb back up dejected and depressed. He¡¯d have to find a way out now. He frequently sought sce in the form of booze or sex, or he simply went for a drive around the city to clear his head.


    When he went out with people in such state, he typically screamed and spoke carelessly. This depicted him as nasty and spoiled, although he was never a pampered child; he grew up in poverty, which aided him in his rise to the top. He knew he was dumping his baggage on people, but he wouldn¡¯t stop because a few rants at people made him feel better and more powerful.


    When Benson felt sad, he was either impolite, intoxicated, or lusty. In whatever state he¡¯d shuffled up from his core, he¡¯d respond to you. He dealt with the anguish in one of three ways. And he¡¯d usually do them in excess: he¡¯d either drink himself to insanity, go to the club, find a female, and fuck her till he was out of energy, or he¡¯d make life horrible for the unfortunate people who crossed his way.


    He went to check on the footstepsing from the hallway while he wallowed in the anguish of that encounter. He approached the door, peered outside, and noticed a nurse approaching. He let out a sigh after rxing his fist. He returned to his bed and folded his arms, waiting for the nurse to arrive at that ward.


    When the nurse saw his expression, she realized he had been awake all night watching Julie. She had sympathy for him. She recognized him as Mr. Benson Astor, Los Angeles¡¯ most eligible bachelor. But seeing him stripped of all his fame and money and reduced to nothing more than a concerned parent softened her heart towards him, and she hoped she could do something to make him happy. Maybe if she had superhuman abilities and could heal Julie.


    They recognized him in the hospital since it used to be his family¡¯s hospital. The nurse, for example, was one of the few people who knew he had adopted Julie. He may have given some people an irresistible sum of money in order for them to stay quiet about it, but his secret was safe there


    Benson kept a close eye on Julie as the nurse examined her. ¡°She¡¯s doing much better and should be home by midday,¡± the nurse said, smiling.


    Benson smiled weakly as he blinked his eyes to clear his vision, a sigh of reliefing over him.


    She didn¡¯t pass away. Throughout the night, I kept an eye on her.


    His grin broadened. He sneezed. He had been crying, which the nurse had noticed. She was touched when she noticed he had cried.


    Rich individuals always appeared stylish and confident, especially on television, so you¡¯d never guess they had difficulties that could make them weep like babies, and sad like the rest of us. In truth, we only believe they are living the lives of our dreams, but the reality is they may be suffering much more than we are, and we let money and assets obscure our vision, blinding us to the in human who still feels and experiences what we do behind the glitz. The truth is that when we rise higher, as in make more money, our demands and issues rise with it, thus up in the sky and down on the ground aren¡¯t really that different.


    ¡°You love her so much,¡± the nurse observed Julie. ¡°I can tell,¡± she said with a smile as she walked away.


    ¡°Thank you,¡± he responded, his voice hoarse.


    Alita arrived right on time, as promised, so Benson could go to work and she could stay with Julie until they were ready to return home.


    Alita¡¯s steps were deliberate and quiet, since she didn¡¯t want to disturb anyone who was already in suffering. Benson waspletely unaware that she was approaching. As she approached the open door, she stood beside it and leaned against the frame, watching Benson stare at Julie in the same way she had left him the day before. She couldn¡¯t be upset at him anymore at that point.


    ¡°It may all be a ruse, but maybe he wasn¡¯t such an awful person,¡± she whispered. As she leaned against the doorframe and walked to him, she wondered whether she had exaggerated too much. She actually didn¡¯t have a say in how he choose to live his life.


    He was so preupied with Julie¡¯s safety that she had to tap him on the shoulder to let him know she had arrived.


    She teased, ¡°Hey, sleepyhead.¡± ¡°You¡¯ve been sitting here all night long because you care about her,¡± she remarked as she tossed her bag to the ground next to the bed.


    Benson raised his face to her before returning his gaze to Julie. ¡°Look,¡± he said, clearing his throat. He sounded exhausted and looked fatigued, but he insisted on clearing his name. It was worth it, even if he drawled most of what he said. ¡°I know how it felt yesterday, but if I had seen the first text, I would have been her the next minute. Yes, you saw everything that I wish you hadn¡¯t seen, but you could havee to the office and not met me there because I was literally on my way out to get a drink when I saw here into my office, and I had to wait to hear why she was back after reporting for her corporation,¡± he sighed and inhaled deeply. ¡°You could have met me at a party or somewhere else and concluded that I was irresponsible and unfit to be a father, or that I wasn¡¯t responding because I didn¡¯t care, but I do. You have to believe that. I appreciate you looking after her for me. I¡¯m not sure what I would have done if it hadn¡¯t been for you,¡± he said, squinting his eye and lifting his gaze to her. ¡°You look after her, and I can tell you care about her because of the way you dress her andb her hair, and feed and y with her. Thank you for being such a kind person. Thank you for being there when I couldn¡¯t,¡± he said, turning away.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°It¡¯s all right, Mr. Astor,¡± she muttered grumpily in her head before speaking his name. Her eyes glittered as she said, ¡°You¡¯ve very well paid for your sin by being here with her all night.¡± ¡°Now leave,¡± shemanded with her hands, ¡°before we change our minds and hold you here for the rest of the day.¡±


    Her eyes becamerger as she noticed the bulge in Benson¡¯s groin as he stood up. She averted her gaze almost instantly. She wanted to tell him he was on disy for all to see, but it would be strange, and she didn¡¯t want him to know she had seen it, so she kept her mouth shut, humming to herself.

 Chapter 19

    It was the first week of the new year, and Benson always took a week off. He¡¯d promised Alita he¡¯d be gone for a week and had made sure she had everything she and Julie needed while he was gone.


    Alita was torn between missing him and messing around in the house with Sarah. She had assured Sarah that they would stay together in the house and in his cars while Benson was away, and that they would have the time of their lives.


    Benson, for one, didn¡¯t want to go. But, because he had nned the week ahead of time, he needed to go because he had already made the necessary payments to ensure he had a good time.


    It was almost as if Julie¡¯s fever had brought them closer together. Even though Alita¡¯s feelings for him were pushing her, she managed to keep it under wraps. They were talking more and things were less awkward between them, though Alita still steered clear of crossing boundaries and made sure everything was seemingly tonic between them. She clung to the belief that she did not want to be like the other girl he had. She didn¡¯t want to appear like the promiscuous girls who would do everything to have him in their arms, so she didn¡¯t exhibit her sentiments. Before she could do anything, she would want him to feel the same way she did about him.


    For her, gestures and words meant more than just flirting and flings. She was always expressing herself deeply and was afraid that her feelings would not be reciprocated. After all, she was just his nanny¡­


    ¡°I¡¯d be on my way right now,¡± Benson said, his anguish concealed. He put on his sses and got into the car, saying, ¡°I¡¯ll see you in a week.¡± That morning, Luke was driving him to the airport.


    As they drove away, he returned his gaze to Alita, who stood in front of his house. She shrank and shrank until she waspletely out of sight.


    ¡°So, where do you intend to go?¡± Luke chuckled.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°What makes you so happy that I¡¯m leaving?¡± Benson¡¯s face twisted.


    Luke squeezed his lips together and said, ¡°No sir, it is not like that.¡± ¡°You know, I just want to know¡­ just in case ¡±


    ¡°You¡¯ve been asking me that for two days and I¡¯ve refused to tell you, but your dumb ass would let me be,¡± Benson said, taking off his sses and leaning back in his seat. ¡°All you have to do now is shut the fuck up and drive, okay? Is that something you¡¯re capable of? ¡±


    Luke answered, shifting his gaze to the road, ¡°Yes sir, I can.¡± ¡°Yes, sir, I am capable.¡±


    Luke was silent for nearly a second before speaking again. ¡°It¡¯s simply that I don¡¯t like it when you leave. And everyone will be asking me where you¡¯ve gone, and my inability to provide an answer will make me look stupid and useless. What would others think of an individual if they thought he had a clumsy and ineffective personal assistant? The individual being you¡­¡±


    Benson sighed and shifted his gaze to the window. ¡°Have we arrived yet?¡± ¡± She pped his palm across his face.


    ¡°No, sir,¡± Luke exined, ¡°we¡¯re approximately four kilometers away.¡±


    Benson shouted, ¡°If I hear one more thing from you, Luke, I will fire you.¡±


    Look surrendered with a shrug.


    ¡°However, sir, you don¡¯t seem as enthusiastic about this journey as you are about your vacations,¡± Luke observed in the rear-view mirror.


    Benson¡¯s brows drooped as he said, ¡°Luke, atop the car. I will walk the remainder of the way, I¡¯ll walk.¡±


    ¡°Sir, we¡¯re still a long way from the airport, and what would people think if they saw you walking to the airport with your luggage?¡± Luke pondered. ¡°If it happened, Sarah would murder me.¡±


    ¡°If you don¡¯t let me alone and simply drive,¡± Benson shouted, ¡°I¡¯ll call Sarah right away. Get your mind off of my shit. This is why I need a vacation,¡± Benson bawles.


    Luke hummed and kept silent the entire way to the airport.


    Benson leaned back in his chair, contemting his vacation and wondering what he was missing as he went. Julie was going to be missed by him. All of his previous vacations had been without Julie and Alita, and now that they were with him, leaving seemed like a poor idea. He hadn¡¯t given it enough thought before deciding to go. He thought he could leave and it would be like any other vacation, but his heart was heavy as he was about to leave.


    In his mind, he heard Julie¡¯s first words ring in his ears. He was d he was there to experience it with her, even if he didn¡¯t understand what she was saying.


    They arrived at the airport, and Luke stood there watching him board his private ne.


    Benson had not made up his mind whether or not to leave even while on the ne. He¡¯d be on his own in Miami. And they¡¯d be on their own in this situation. He feltpelled to be present and shield Julie from the outside world. He didn¡¯t think he¡¯d be able to go a day without seeing Alita and flirting with her. He had be more fond of her.


    He¡¯d miss their debates and discussions.


    Alita wasn¡¯t returning home as early as she used to. She stayed with him and Julie for approximately an hour more now.


    When he didn¡¯t go to work, she insisted that he eat at home and not order food, so she prepared something for him.


    Even though he hadn¡¯t left Bel Air yet, he was already missing it all.


    The ne took off and was on its way to Miami. He tried to sleep, hoping to feel better when he awoke.


    ****


    Benson wasn¡¯t the only one who considered canceling his vacation. Alita hugged herself outside the house till she couldn¡¯t see the car any longer. She returned slowly, asked the door open, and entered the living room, which seemed far toorge and spacious for just her and Julie. She pouted on a couch and looked around the living room.


    Her gaze shifted to the bar. She stood up and dragged her feet on the ground as she walked to the bar, prompted by a small voice in her head. She sifted through the alcoholic wines on the shelf until she found one she liked. That¡¯s what Benson usually drank. She poured herself a drink and smiled dreamily. She drank the entire ss and then refilled it.


    She had downed the entire bottle and was feeling light as a feather. She attempted to return to the couch but tripped and copsed. She was barely able to feel her feet on the ground as she held the wall. Being concious and envisioning a week without her employer was too much on her mind and she needed some if the weight off. She waspletely intoxicated.


    When her phone rang, she answered it without first checking who was calling. She pressed the phone to her ear, closing her eyes because opening them made her feel dizzy.


    ¡°Hello,¡± she whimpered into the phone, almost yelling.


    Sarah had called to see how she was doing.


    ¡°What have you done, Alita?¡± Sarah eximed.


    ¡°I don¡¯t think I¡¯ve done anything wrong, have I?¡± Alita smirked. ¡°I just had a small drink, and everything is spinning now.¡±


    Sarah said, ¡°What the hell, Alita, he just left and you¡¯re already drunk!¡±


    Alita stood up stumbling towards the kitchen, saying, ¡°I can¡¯t feel my feet. Have they always been with me?¡±


    Sarah nervously blurted, ¡°Oh my gosh, this is totally unbelievable.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll be there right away.¡±


    ¡°Alright, see you then,¡± Alita said as she hung up her phone and went to open the refrigerator. ¡°What brought me here?¡± ¡± She enquired into the void, anticipating a response. ¡°Well, then, I¡¯ll take milk,¡± she said as she drew the keg of milk and poured it into a ss. She emptied everything into her mouth and slid down the refrigerator carefully. She closed her eyes as a wave of cold washed over her. She slept out in the kitchen, sitting on the floor.


    Her phone rang, jolting her out of her virtual world. She took a swipe to the left and ced it over her ear.


    ¡°I¡¯m standing in front of the front door. Get your drunk ass out of here and let me in,¡± Sarah said, restraining herself from yelling.


    ¡°Coming!¡± Alita yelled as she tossed the phone to the ground.


    She managed to stand up and proceed to the front door, where she asked it to open. Sarah entered, her face contorted at the sight of Alita¡¯s shambles. She was drenched in milk and unable to keep her eyes open due to the strong alcohol oozing from her body.


    Sarah gasped, ¡°My god, Alita!¡± ¡°What the hell is going on here? What¡¯s the matter with you? ¡± Sarah scrunched her face as she searched the living room for Julie.


    ¡°Where is Julie?¡± Sarah inquired, her voice trembling with fear.


    ¡°She¡¯s in her room,¡± Alita remarked as she swayed from side to side, ruffling her hair with her hands.


    Sarah ran toward the room where she had heard small moans and cackles. Julie was OK and ying with her toys when she calmed down and breathed.


    She returned to the living room, dragged Alita to the bathroom, and gave her a cold shower, which helped her regain half her awareness.

 Chapter 20

    After assisting Alita with dry-cleaning her milk-smudged clothes, Sarah escorted her back to the living room. She was seated in the living room, only wearing a bra and panties.


    ¡°Alita,¡± Sarah said, calling out. The reason why Alita had drunk herself to oblivion had baffled her for some time. She did this a lot when she couldn¡¯t deal with a difficult situation at the time. Sarah, on the other hand, couldn¡¯te up with anything to justify Alita¡¯s actions. ¡°Can you tell me how many fingers I have up?¡± Sarah asked, holding up two fingers in front of Alita¡¯s face.


    Alita drew her gaze upwards to the fingers in the air in front of her and smiled. She squinted and mentally counted the numbers, not entirely confident that she had them correct. ¡°Two fingers,¡± she mumbled sarcastically. ¡°Perhaps,¡± she said, just to be on the safe side.


    Sarah looked at her with a puzzled expression. Alita had never appeared to her before in such a drunken state. ¡°Can you tell me why you did this to yourself? Why would you do such a thing in the first ce? I mean, what does it have to say about me? Is this the next thing you do after your boss, our boss, has left the house in your care? Always remember that I am connected to you and whatever you do will also affect me because I vouched for you,¡± Sarah added.


    ¡°All right,¡± Alita said, gesticting with her hands. ¡°I was feeling lonely, and the cocktails provided somepanionship. I honestly had no idea I¡¯d be this high when it happened. However, I¡¯m still unable to feel my feet. Is that weird?¡± she contorted her face.


    ¡°Can you hear yourself?¡± Sarah yelled and took a deep breath. The moreposed Sarah stated that ¡°this is reckless, even for you.¡±Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Please ept my apologies and¡­¡± Alita yawned, closing her eyes, which didn¡¯t open again after that moment. ¡°However, it is not as horrible as it appears,¡± She said and yawned once again and fell onto Sarah¡¯sp, where she soon fell asleep.


    ¡°if you could see your sad sleepy ass right now? So much for it not being as horrible as it appears,¡± Sarah grumbled, shaking her head. She twirled a few strands of Alita¡¯s hair while she watched her sleep.


    Since Sarah had to return to work, she slowly slid herp from under Alita¡¯s head and reced it with a pillow to make her morefortable. She decided she would spend the night with Alita in order to ensure that she remained a good girl in the note she left.


    Sarah stepped up to the front door and realized she couldn¡¯t open it since Alita was fast asleep behind her. If she was going to leave, she would need Alita to wake up, and she didn¡¯t want to disturb Alita¡¯s beautiful sleep by waking her up since she has just fallen asleep.


    ¡°Why not just use a good old lock and key instead of all of this?¡± Sarah stroked her hair with her hands and then nced at her wristwatch for a moment. Her break time was almost through, and if she wanted to make it early, she would have to leave at that moment to avoid beingte.


    ¡°Fuck it,¡± she eximed after pacing back and forth for a few moments. ¡°You¡¯d just fall asleep again,¡± she said and took a step towards Alita and tapped her.


    She roused Alita from her sleep and requested that she open the door for her.


    ¡°Cece, please open the door,¡± Alita said in hushed tones, her eyes closed.


    As soon as the door opened, Sarah left to work, leaving Alita, who genuinely went back to sleep, as if she hadn¡¯t just gotten woken up.


    Sarah dialed Alita¡¯s number as soon as she returned home from work and was at the door. She was worried Alita would be asleep and so would not hear her calling, but fortunately for her, Alita picked up the phone, sounding tired, indicating that she had only just woken up.


    Alita asked the door open, and when Sarah entered the house, she saw Alita put her phone away and properly tuck her pillow under her head before falling back to sleep again.


    ¡°Are you still sleeping?¡± Sarah inquired after her lips had dropped in surprise.


    ¡°Leave me alone,¡± Alita begged in frustration.


    ¡°Wake up, you sleepy ass,¡± Sarah cried as she clutched her waist with both hands.


    ¡°In fact, I haven¡¯t even woken up yet, Sarah, because this is all just a dream, and I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll vanish soon enough so that I can get some rest. I haven¡¯t had a good sleep in months. Actually, I haven¡¯t gotten a full night¡¯s sleep since I started working here, so please leave me alone and go make something for us to eat, okay? Please wake me when you are finished. I am hungry.¡±


    ¡°Unbelievable!¡± Sarah eximed as she flung her bag at Alita and walked to the kitchen to prepare them dinner.


    Alita opened her eyes and threw the bag off her shoulders, adjusting her body on the couch, and then closed her eye tightly again. ¡°I forgive you,¡± she said, mumbling under her breath.


    Sarah prepared a meal for them, and when they finished eating, they proceeded to Julie¡¯s room, where they discovered her sleeping.


    ¡°Did you give her anything? Like little drops of that happy juice you overdosed on?¡± Alita hissed and rolled her eyes at Sarah, prompting Sarah to raise a brow at her.


    ¡°Really?¡± she cocked her head and rolled her hands into fists and took a step towards Sarah.


    ¡°Now, let¡¯s not get into any physical altercation, okay?¡± Sarah backed away and threw her palm up in the air as a sign of surrender.


    Alita lied, saying, ¡°I didn¡¯t even know why I was drinking,¡± she tugged at her ear. ¡°In the end, I just wanted to tick something off my bucket list. Because of the high cost of the wine. It¡¯s possible that he won¡¯t realize that it¡¯s gone,¡± she said, tipping her head to the side and rubbing her jaw as she considered what she had said.


    ¡°What do you think?¡± Sarah squeezed her lips together after giggling loudly, earning a stern nce from Alita which said not to wake the baby.


    After Alita gave Julie air kisses, the two of them strolled back to the living room.


    ¡°So, my darling, best friend, whom I know all too well,¡± Sarah said as she fluttered her eyelids at Alita. ¡°Tell me why you drank an entire bottle of pricey wine just to pass out and not have to think about anything. Can you tell me what you¡¯re running away from at this time?¡± she said as she looked into Alita¡¯s eyes while smoothing down the hem of her skirt.


    Using her index finger to squeeze the bridge of her nose, Alita said, ¡°It¡¯s bucket list trash.¡±


    Sarah whacked the back of her head and shook her head to the side, indicating frustration. ¡°You lying bitch,¡± she said as she hurled her bag at Alita once more.


    Alita resisted all of Sarah¡¯s attempts to get her to tell why she had drunk too much alcohol which was that she missed Benson so much that she turned to alcohol to make herself feel better. Sarah could not ever know the truth because she didn¡¯t know how she would take it.


    After exchanging gossip about a coworker of Sarah¡¯s, they fell asleepte that night.


    Sarah was the first to awaken, and after she was done getting ready for work, she woke Alita from her sleep so that she could open the door for her.


    ¡°Why, Sarah, are you being so inconsiderate?¡± Alita groaned as she regained consciousness.


    ¡°Can you tell me what that was that you just said?¡± Sarah¡¯s pupils dted as her eyes widened. ¡°After all much sleep yesterday?¡±


    Alita whispered, ¡°Let bygones be bygones.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have in today what you had in yesterday,¡± she said and then yawned.


    ¡°All right, prof,¡± Sarah said, coughing up augh.


    Alita opened the door for Sarah, upset that she was going, bringing her back to square one ¨C facing loneliness.


    The strange thing is that Benson was usually always at work, and she had no guarantee that he wouldn¡¯t go to work on any given day, but she didn¡¯t experience the loneliness she was feeling now, perhaps because she knew he¡¯d be back by the evening and she¡¯d see him.


    After finishing her morning ritual of caring for Julie, she went into the bathroom to take a bath. She had undressed in the living room before going to the shower, so her clothes and underwear were on one of the couches.


    She was returning to her clothes after toweling and creaming her body in Julie¡¯s bathroom when the door unexpectedly opened and she saw Benson walk in.


    She screamed and went poker face, then grabbed whatever part of her clothing she could and raced to Julie¡¯s room. She couldn¡¯t believe Benson had seen her naked. She was traumatized.

 Chapter 21

    Benson ced his bags on the ground, wiped his palms across his face, and held his waist with both hands. His knees were feeling a little shaky. That was thest thing he expected to see when he chose to surprise her by returning without warning her he was going to do so the next morning.


    He was perplexed as to what he should do next. Several questions popped into his head: Why was she naked in the living room, for fucks sake? What exactly was she would have been doing What would he do in this situation? Being the one who follows her would be a horrible decision, and standing there would be even worse.


    When he closed his eyes, a vision of her voluptuous naked figure appeared in his mind. You should have seen how her ass bounced as she sprinted down the hall to Julie¡¯s room. He was well aware that what had happened had only made matters worse for him. While she was still dressed, he was still wrestling with his emotions and imagination, now seeing this was too much for him to endure. Almost immediately, he felt the size of his cock increase. His hands were hanging at the back of his head as he gazed down at the bottom of his pants.


    You never know when disaster is going to strike, do you?


    He finally got the confidence to approach her and speak with her, even though he had absolutely nothing to say to her. What could he possibly say?


    He took up a position near the door of Julie¡¯s room. He attempted to knock on the door, but his hand became stuck in mid-air. He took a deep breath and let it out all at once. When he looked down, he could see that his cock was still incredibly hard.


    In vain, he knocked on the door and waited for an answer, which he never received. He knocked on the door once more, but she didn¡¯te out.


    Alita merely sat there, leaning against the door with her legs apart, not bothering to put on her clothes because she had already been seen. She was startled when she heard the knock on the door. Upon closer inspection of the clothing in her possession, it became clear she had only been able to retrieve her shirt and panties, leaving her bra and others at the bottom of the pile.


    I¡¯d never wear those again if I didn¡¯t have to. After hearing the knock on the door a second time, she scrunched her face up.


    As he approached the front door, Benson said out her name almost inaudibly, but Alita could hear him because she was very next to him with just the door in between them. He chuckled and ruffled his hair, saying, ¡°I don¡¯t even know what to say to you.¡± He ruffled his hair with his hands as he said this. ¡°I truly just have one question,¡± he listened for any sound from the room.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    Alita remained silent, but she had risen from the ground and put on her shirt and her panties before continuing. She came to the door and crossed her arms in front of her as if to say something.


    ¡°Can you tell me why you were naked in my living room?¡± Benson squinted a little, feeling weird about the question he had asked.


    ¡°In the first ce, you were meant to be away for one week,¡± Alita mumbled under her breath. ¡°I¡¯m curious as to what you¡¯re doing back here after one day.¡± She inquired, a tone of annoyance in her voice. ¡°If you could¡¯ve stayed five minutes more in Miami¡­¡± she added.


    ¡°Well¡­ugh,¡± He rummaged around in his brain for something to say. ¡°I¡¯d been missing you guys and wanted to surprise you, but what I came in to meet was, even more, a surprise, like¡­¡±


    After a long sigh, Alita remarked, ¡°You could have called, couldn¡¯t you?¡± she asked.


    ¡°It would ruin the surprise if I did¡­¡± He nibbled the inside of his bottom lip. ¡°Look, I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯m sorry, okay. It¡¯s not totally my fault, to be clear¡­ I just happened to walk in on you when you were doing whatever it was that involved you being naked.¡±


    ¡°What the fuck, Sir, with all due respect, I am not the kind of person you are referring to. I don¡¯t¡­¡± She heaved and swallowed her words. ¡°The fact that I was alone in the house led me to dress up in the living room, where your deviant face appeared and raped me,¡± she eximed, iling her hands all over the ce as she talked. ¡°You could have knocked,¡± she said, a crease in her brows showing.


    When Benson leaned his back against the door, he exined, ¡°Remember, the living room is soundproofed so I wouldn¡¯t hear the ruckus from outside when I was in here, and you know it, so you wouldn¡¯t hear me knocking,¡± He closed his eyes. My eyes were drawn to what I saw¡­ the almighty¡¯s wless handiwork. ¡°I would have never thought you werepletely undressed,¡± He added.


    ¡°You have shattered my sense of womanly dignity. You have seen everything about me,¡± Alita whined.


    Benson couldn¡¯t tell whether she was crying or not because she was so close to him. He was befuddled and terrified all at the same time. ¡°Please ept my apologies, Alita, I wish I could unsee¡­¡± No, I don¡¯t¡­


    He slid his hands into his pockets. ¡°For what it¡¯s worth, I didn¡¯t see much,¡± he added, his heart pounding against his chest as he hoped he hadn¡¯t said something he shouldn¡¯t have and that she wouldn¡¯t take what he had said the wrong way.


    ¡°I was there all out, and everything was everywhere,¡± Alitained, her nose crinkling with irritation.


    Except for Sarah, no one had ever seen her naked ever since her first sex with her in high school. Nobody was, in fact, meant totally nobody. Her insecurities were always ringing in her ears.


    While half of her was embarrassed by her carelessness and wished it had never happened, the other half wished she could ask him what he thought of her, but she knew she couldn¡¯t. It would be very disastrous.


    She had seen him with other girls who she considered to be more attractive than she was, and she had been jealous over and over again.


    He might be a little let down with my body. She thought.


    As she regained control of the rampage in her head, she muttered ¡°Could you please leave me alone for a little while?¡± When she realized that he might not find her attractive as she doesn¡¯t also find herself, she flushed with embarrassment.


    This was something she has struggled with since her break-up with her first and only boyfriend a few years ago. It all came to a head when he told her that he had been barely surviving her ugly ass body and that he was finally free of it, knowing that no other guy would ever want anything to do with her. She hasn¡¯t been able to grow past that.


    When she nced in the mirror, she still saw herself as that insecure teenage girlfriend, not realizing that she was a far cry from that girl and that she was a woman that Benson considers to be the best he has ever seen, and oh, how many he has been around and seen.


    She had never put herself out there, and as a result, she had never been on a date since David in Junior year.


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Benson said and left to the living room. he fell into the couch opposite the one she had been standing by when he entered the house.


    The scene kept reying in his thoughts over and again, and his cock refused toe down. She was extremely hot, and she was much more than he brewed in his thoughts regrly. His body trembled as his mind raced around in circles around her naked. His cock was so erect that it was pressing too hard against his jeans, which was causing him some difort.


    He was so far up in his mind that he didn¡¯t realize what he was doing when he drew it out, put his fingers around it, and began softly kneading it. If you look closely, you could argue there was a presence that enforced tant irresponsibility throughout the house, especially in the living room.


    Benson reclined into the couch and moaned as he jerked up, a seriously obscure thought about Alita shing across his thoughts at the time.


    Alita snuck out of Julie¡¯s room after noticing the deafening silence in the house. She assumed he was out of the house. Benson was preupied with himself at the time. She went straight for her pants and bra.


    She heard soft moans reverberating down the corridor. She couldn¡¯t figure out where the noise wasing from. She was befuddled and unsure of the sounds she heard. Her breathing became morebored, and her heart rate climbed. Fright overtook her as she realized she couldn¡¯t make out what the unfamiliar voice she was hearing was saying.


    She took solid steps as she entered the living room, all the while listening intently. As she did this, she kept her gaze fixed on the floor.


    The moaning got more audible, and she raised her face and froze when she caught a glimpse of Benson jerking away on the couch. She really wanted to rush back, but her feet and eyes were both fixed.


    There she was, with the answer she had desired. He did consider her to be sufficiently attractive. His jerking off in the living room couldn¡¯t possibly have been for any other cause.


    She smirked and took a few silent steps back towards Julie¡¯s room.

 Chapter 22

    Benson didn¡¯t spend the night at home that night. After he had gone out, Alita waited for him toe back so she could leave but he didn¡¯t so she had to spend the night there as she couldn¡¯t leave Julie by herself in the house.


    Alita was the only one that knew Benson was back from Miami. He didn¡¯t tell anybody, she didn¡¯t too. Sarah still thought he was away and she could stay with Alita again.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    Alita¡¯s phone rang and she picked it up without checking to see who was calling. She waited to hear a voice speak back to her.


    ¡°Alita,¡± Sarah said with a shaky voice.


    ¡°Sarah, are you okay, w-what has happened to you?¡± Alita¡¯s eye widened as she entertained a thousand thoughts of things that might have happened. ¡°Sarah, Sarah.¡±


    ¡°I am on my way there now,¡± Sarah sniffled. ¡°I will tell you when I get there.¡±


    Sarah ended the call, leaving Alita worried and afraid. It was in the thick darkness of night that Sarah had called. Alita saw the time on her phone before throwing it to the side. It was thirty minutes past the twenty-second hour of the day.


    Alita was restless and at the edge of having a panic attack. She came outside in only her crop top and panties to wait for Sarah. She hugged herself in the cold looking about the environment for any signs of Sarah. After a few minutes in the cold and darkness of the night, Alita saw a figure from far off shing light around and skipping towards her. She put on the sh in her phone and raised it, waving in the air. The figure waved back and Alita knew it was Sarah and started walking towards her.


    From slow steps to skipping and eventually jogging to Sarah, Alita reached. She wrapped her hands around Sarah in a hug thatsted a moment, then held her face to hers and said, ¡°I love you, Sarah,¡± Alita said, her eyes shimmering with tears.


    Somehow Alita knew Sarah was like that because of her mystery man that she had refused to show her. Sarah had had her fair share of bad rtionships over the years and it had made her very weary and afraid of rtionships, but still, she hated being alone. It is like she just can¡¯t stay without having to depend on a very special man in her life and yet she was afraid of getting involved with one.


    Sarah didn¡¯t want to tell Alita about her new boyfriend because she wanted to be sure it wouldst past the time that most of her recent rtionships hadsted. She didn¡¯t want to rush and tell Alita, being over-excited about and then it crumbles and hurt more than it would if she had kept it to herself.


    ¡°Tell me everything from beginning till now,¡± Alita wiped her nose and held Sarah¡¯s hand as the walked back to the house.


    ¡°It is a long shocking story,¡± Sarah chuckled while she wiped the tears from under her eyes.


    ¡°I have all the time in the world, literally,¡± Alita smiled weakly.


    They reached and entered the house and sat down by each other, and Alita still holding Sarah¡¯s hand and while peering into her eyes said, ¡°I am always here for you,¡± She let go of Sarah¡¯s hands and jolted off the chair, heading for the bar. ¡°We need booze for this one, a very strong one and I know just the one,¡± she smiled smugly to herself.


    ¡°You know, I still don¡¯t know how you do this,¡± Sarah shook her head sideways, and shoving her hair back away from her face, she continued. ¡°How does being a nanny and a housekeeper allow you to mess with Mr. Astor¡¯s booze?¡±


    ¡°What? I don¡¯t know what you are talking about,¡± Alita¡¯s brows caved in as she spoke. ¡°I just¡­ you know, clean the house and take care of the baby and find out the bottles empty as I do my job,¡± She did air quotes when she said job. She walked back to Sarah with two sses in her hand, handed Sarah one, and half-filled it with the same wine she had taken that rendered her a five-year-old throughout that day. She filled hers, took a sip, and sat down. ¡°I¡¯ll warn you, as a good friend, only sip it, don¡¯t gulp it down because it is damn sweet. It hits you faster when you throw it all into your throat. I want to hear all that you have to say, so¡­ please don¡¯t pass out on me because I will put your hand in the microwave to wake you up.¡±


    Sarah¡¯s eyes bulged at theter parts of Alita¡¯s speech and then she nodded. ¡°Will not¡­ d-do for my safety then,¡± She said slipping her hand under her shirt.


    ¡°Okay, you are on,¡± Alita said sipping the wine and then twirling the ss in her hand.


    ¡°Well, I know you are dying to hear who had done this to me but I won¡¯t throw the name at you until the end of this story,¡± Sarah batted hershes numerous times.


    Alita grumbled and then shrugged, saying, ¡°You way then.¡±


    ¡°As you know, me and mystery man, started texting a few months ago,¡± Sarah sipped and heaved. ¡°It was lovely gradually falling for him even though I was scared to my bones the whole time and the voices in my head were screaming at me to put an end to it, I couldn¡¯t because I was helplessly falling for him,¡± As she spoke the corner of Alita¡¯s lips twitched and Sarah rolled her eyes. ¡°Now, before you say anything, I know how gullibly vulnerable I am to kindness from the opposite sex, but this was different. I mean, we had been together all my life and everything just change like flicking a light switch on,¡± She smiled sheepishly, deep in her thought as she remembered what that time was like.


    Alita¡¯s eyes darted around a bit before she said, ¡°Alright, I am not saying anything, just keep talking.¡±


    ¡°It was like fluffy pillows rubbing against your cold heart with a sweet much-needed warmth and I fell for it. Believe me, I tried not to, but¡­¡± She massaged the back of her neck looking downward. ¡°About a week ago, we went on our first date, after he asked me out. It was fun and exhrating. I felt alive again after a long while-¡±


    ¡°A long while is three months, Sarah,¡± Sarah chimed in a blurt and pursed her lips, giving Sarah a stern look.


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Sarah hung her head. ¡°The scales by which we measure time is different, please,¡± She raised her palm in the air and gulped the wine before remembering Alita had told her not to. ¡°Fuck, I just gulped.¡±


    Alita shook her head after it dawned on her that Sarah was a sweet tooth and sipping was never going to work. She wondered how she had forgotten that.


    ¡°We¡¯ve gone on at least five dates in a week or so,¡± Sarah beamed.


    ¡°Whoa, all thete nights you have been keeping,¡± Alita¡¯s eyes grew wider and she pinched Sarah¡¯s nipple. ¡°You are not a friend. You abandoned our friendship because of a boy.¡± Alita sneered at her and aimed for her nipple again, but Sarah leaned backward away from her clipping fingers.


    ¡°Why do you always do that?¡± Sarah whined.


    ¡°It is said that a woman¡¯s consciousness is hanging just at the tip of her nips,¡± Alita lied.


    ¡°Who said?¡± Sarah held her other hand across her chest to shield her from Alita¡¯s fingers. ¡°That hurts,¡± She pouted.


    ¡°Mission aplished then.¡±


    ¡°How do we even know each other? Sarah twisted her face.


    ¡°Destiny, fate, whichever you choose to call it,¡± Alita feigned a smile and gulped thest of her wine in her ss and refilled it halfway full.


    ¡°Whatever¡­ It is my cross to carry,¡± Sarah looked down on her breast. ¡°My nipples are slightly longer because of you,¡± She squinted and pushed her lower lip forward.


    ¡°Men like long nips, google it. I am helping your ass be sexier,¡± Alita smiled in a smug. ¡°You should be thanking me.¡±


    Sarah looked at Alita, shocked at what she had said. ¡°My God,¡± She blinked. ¡°We are all about helping each other now.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t want to start what you can¡¯t finish. Believe me, you don¡¯t,¡± Alita shook her head while she stered a wicked smile on her face.


    Sarah grunted. ¡°As I was saying, before¡­¡± She paused on her words as Alita leaned forward. ¡°We have been on a few dates in a short period and it all was overwhelming. I had only been to his house once. He just moved into his apartment,¡± She looked away from Alita¡¯s piercing gaze. ¡°Whatever, don¡¯t judge.¡±


    ¡°Hmm mmm,¡± Alita hummed and sipped her wine.


    ¡°Today was my second. I decided to surprise him after work which is why I wasn¡¯t going toe here without telling you I wasn¡¯t,¡± Sarah squinted, her face wearing a pleading look.


    ¡°Oh wow,¡± Alita nodded continuously.


    Sarah mouthed a sorry and finished her first ss, then stretched her hand so Alita could fill it for her.


    ¡°I walked in on him dressing because I hadn¡¯t knocked and I have my key,¡±


    It is a week of seeing naked people. Alita thought and said, ¡°You have a key already?¡± She rolled her eyes and leaned her back off the couch, squinting and nting her head. ¡°This isn¡¯t what I think it is, is it?¡± Alita inquired.


    ¡°Nope we didn¡¯t break or I should say he didn¡¯t dump me,¡± Sarah dropped the ss in he hand and beamed, hugging herself. ¡°You don¡¯t see,¡± She asked blinking at Alita.


    ¡°See what?¡± Alita dropped her ss too and ran her hand up her thigh, looking at Sarah, clueless of what to look for that rted to the topic of discussion.


    ¡°Look closely,¡± Sarah wore an exaggerated smile, enjoying teasing Alita. ¡°Look,¡± She drawled, raising and dropping her brows as she flickered her fingers.


    ¡°What the fuck, Sarah,¡± Alita Screamed and leaped off the couch, shocked at the ring she found on her fingers. Her mind was blown by what she knew it meant. ¡°You are getting married, Sarah,¡± She screamed again, sying her hands in the air. ¡°Tell me this minute, who is stealing you from me?¡±


    Sarah went pale-faced and then let out a sigh and smiled. ¡°Luke Donovan,¡± She said, shyly.


    ¡°Okay,¡± Alita howled. ¡°So all the drama of you being mad at him was fake?¡±


    Sarah nodded and simpered.


    ¡°Bitch, there is more to this story that you will be telling me,¡± Alita growled yfully while taking Sarah¡¯s finger in her hand as they both admired the ring and giggled over it.

 Chapter 23

    There¡¯s always that news that hits you, that you are happy about for that person but then it makes you think about yourself. Somehow it brings out some ws that haven¡¯t been there all your life or you hadn¡¯t noticed until you sit there being happy and then it hits you:


    you are twenty-eight going to your thirties, although you look at least five years younger, you don¡¯t have a boyfriend, you¡¯ve had only one your whole life and it was messy, you¡¯ve had sex only once and it still was messy and your best friend is already engaged to get married soon and you are nowhere near ever having a rtionship because of your infinitelyrge insecurity about yourself, that you have carried for years, and you still have dreams of getting married and having kids of your own one day even though you have no idea when it will happen given that you have never really thought about it until now.     Alita was morose the entire day thinking about how her life might turn out to be and maybe she was never going to have kids by sexual intercourse with a husband that she would so love and cherish as she has always fantasized about.


    She couldn¡¯t hide it so it was evident to Benson that she was vexed about something but he couldn¡¯t ask her what was going on in her mind. Ever since he identally saw her naked, they haven¡¯t talked and things had been dead straight official and like a wall had been built in between them.


    With both of them not being able to mentally get past what they saw, it had never been more awkward between Alita and Benson. They barely talked or looked at each other. Alita was still ufortable that he had seen her but even more because she saw him jerking off in the living room. She had been clueless about how to start a conversation and would honestly rather let things be and never talk about it, same as he.


    As soon as Benson stepped out of the door, Alita raised her gaze to the bar and her eyes searched for her new favorite wine. She stood up and just before she took a step towards the bar, a voice in her head reminded her of her morning nanny duties to Julie that needed her sane and urately conscious of her environment to be able to do it. She stomped her foot on the ground and made for Julie¡¯s room. ¡°Coming back for you,¡± She muttered under her breath as she dragged herself by.


    She was in no mood for any physical engagement because she felt mentally and emotionally exhausted.


    The smile on Julie¡¯s face was a little bit calming when Alita saw her raising all her limbs in her little bed.


    ¡°Hi Julie,¡± Alita beamed. ¡°I almost forgot about you just now. I was being a bad mother and even worse I am telling you now. Good thing we can¡¯t understand each other beyond the smiles, cries, andnguage else you would hate me right now.¡± She rubbed Julie¡¯s soft cheeks and appreciated the smooth skin.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    She bathed Julie and fed her before dressing her uppletely.


    Alita went straight to her sad thoughts after watching Julie yawn her way to sleep.


    She had concluded that her problem was not being noticed by anybody. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that most of her jobs for the past three years or so had been babysitting, housekeeping, and thetest being a nanny. She had mostly been indoors and hardly stepped outside. She loved staying indoors. She loved the peace and quiet of being by herself indoors where she was either watching a movie or reading a book when she wasn¡¯t busy with a baby or children. But now this is the cause of her immediate problem of not being seen by men out there. She needed to go out more and she was bent on doing just that.


    Alita walked up to the bar on her way from Julie¡¯s room to the living room. She took the whole bottle itself without ss and walked down to sit on a couch. She pour enough to fill her mouth and then gulped it down and leaned forward until bother her elbow was lying on herp, close to her knees. She twirled the bottle in between her legs as she dove deeper in her thoughts, trading grounds that were better left the way they were.


    She had only the evenings to make herself known to the world of men and maybe she would find among the ones that see her, an eligible one that she would love and give herself to. Oh, she was going to make them see her. She was going to climb over her fears and insecurities and dress very provocatively. The event with Benson and enormous cock had given her a little pride in herself. It was all the push she needed to get slutty and get down to the club, any club, orte night party to hunt for a man for herself.


    After all the years she had spent thinking she was ugly and unattractive, she had asked herself the question that struck her when she poured a mouthful of the wine down her throat. The question hit her and her face lit up.


    All this while that I have been thinking I am an ugly ass unfortunate bitch that shouldn¡¯t be in the world in the first ce, what makes me ugly, like what is the problem with me. A lot of women have big noses, a lot of lips, big eyes, something that makes them imperfect in the eyes of both men and women so what do I have that makes me ugly? Let¡¯s go find out, shall we¡­


    Alita dropped the bottle on the ground and leaped off the chair cautiously so as not to hit the bottle. She thought about going to Julie¡¯s room but thought it wise to go to one of the other rooms in the house because she was on a personal and private mission that needs concentration. She choose the room next to Julie¡¯s so that she could hear her when she woke up.


    As soon as she bolted the door closed Alita walked to the mirror and slowly Undressed before it, checking herself out for the first time. She twisted her face until she waspletely naked. She stood straight and stared at herself. Her eyes ran from her feet to her face and back. She turned around and wiggled a bit, observing as her ass bounced. She quickly turned around and covered her mouth as her mind brought to the light the fact that she was running to Julie¡¯s room when Benson saw her. She giggled and bounced again. She like how spotless her ass was. She cupped her boobs and kneaded them, then smirked at herself in the mirror.


    Girls constantly checked themselves out and kept tabs on their bodies but not Alita. This was the first time she intentionally observed herself to notice that the little high school girl was long gone.


    Her face lit up as an idea struck her.


    ¡°Let¡¯s see what kind of body is thought of as hot and sexy,¡± She reached for her phone. She picked it up and searched for the kinds of bodies that were considered perfect all the while she did her research, her other hand traveled the canvas of her soft skin and smooth skin.


    Alita found that she fell had a narrower face shape, she wasn¡¯t that fat, she had fuller lips, the distance between her eyes was fairly okay, her cheekbones were high, she had known this since high school; her narrow brows and long darkshes were also a thing that men liked too. Her legs were well-toned and perfect. She particrly loved her ass and the curve before her lips down to the sides of her thighs.


    Her researchnded her on a porn website and she perused through some videos with women she thought had simr bodies with her. She also found that videos with averagely fleshy women with just the right amount of everything had the most views.


    Alita was getting turned on as she watched the videos. Her other hand found her clit suddenly and she began flickering her hand over it. She closed her eyes and let her phone fall from her hand. Luckily for her, it fell to her clothes on the ground so it did not smash into pieces. She opened her legs wider and arched her back to aid her in slipping her finger into her pussy. She moaned as she savored the sensations that coursed through her body. She quickly slipped another finger still slower sliding in and out of herself. She slid her fingers out and as she had seen in some of the videos she had watched, she tasted herself, smiled, and then slipped her fingers back into herself. She added a finger and increased her pace at pleasuring herself. She tottered towards the wall at her left as she felt her knees go weaker. She ced her hand on the wall to help her stand. Her waist quaked as she approached her climax. She moaned louder and louder while thrusting. She felt a warmth cover her fingers while she stretched a moan as she came.


    She brought a hand to her face and saw she had a lot of herself on her hand and smirked. She rubbed her hand over her nip and pushed her boob up to reach her lips. She wrapped her lips around her nip and a chill ran down her spine. She heard a sound in the house and fear gripped her immediately. She ran to the bathroom and washed and ran back to dress up and go out to see Benson had juste in.


    She weed him unusually. He was taken aback. He wondered what hade over her.


    Benson begins to make advances at Alita.


    She ignores him trying to keep her sanity together.


    Benson feels she doesn¡¯t feel the same way about her and breaks down, feeling less of a man and wondering why she didn¡¯t dig him.


    The one girl in the world that wasn¡¯t head over heels to him. He was overwhelmed.

 Chapter 24

    Benson twisted his face and held his lips together after Alita greeted him. They hadn¡¯t talked that much in about two weeks, so it surprised him that she came to wee him and say more than wee. She asked about his day at work and if he had issues with anybody or not. He missed that warmth. It has only been cold and paletely.


    He was still speechless when he dropped his briefcase on the couch. He saw the bottle on the ground and looked at her, internally ming the alcohol for the wee he got, which he was thankful for. She held her fingers in front of her, pursed her lips, and looked away.


    ¡°Oops, you caught me,¡± she said while ying with a strand of her hair, slowly swaying her body yfully. You might have been wondering why you are running low on a particr favorite brand of wine. Well, there you have it, ¡°she pointed at the bottle on the ground. ¡°Yep, I might have been drinking one or two bottles a week,¡± she mentally counted, shaking her finger in a twirl before cing it on her haw while she looked upwards. ¡°Maybe more but¡­¡± She bit her lower lip and blinked numerous times at him.


    ¡°True, I have been wondering not so far from you, but I wanted to see you for myself before talking about it,¡± Benson said, folding his arms across his hands.


    Alita leaned forward a bit and bent to pick up the bottle from the ground. The weight of the bottle reminded her that she hadn¡¯t finished it before going to get busy with herself. She raised the bottle to her mouth, wrapped her lips around the tip, and jerked her head upward while raising the bottle with her movement to allow just enough of the wine to pour into her mouth. She closed her eyes for a second as she savored the taste of the wine in her mouth. She shook her head and gulped the bottle again.


    She sat down as he did.


    Ben was intrigued by her statement. He was d that she had been observing him. He thought it was a good sign that she might be attracted to him too. Why else would she keep tabs on some of his choices?


    ¡°Good choices, eh?¡± Benson smiled proudly. I think I have the best choice. ¡°Good is mediocre,¡± he sneered. I mean, I can¡¯t just have a good taste in wine and a good eye for art as I do for scent. I am better than good, and I¡¯m d that you have noticed. ¡°He slightly bowed his head.¡±


    ¡°Oh, there you go, being your usual cocky self,¡± She rolled her eyes. At her boldness, Benson jerked his head backward, ¡°The slightestpliment, and your ego is inted.¡± He grabbed the bottle of wine away from her and gulped the rest.


    ¡°That¡¯s enough,¡± he said, gingerly tossing the bottle to his right couch.


    I am sorry that is too forward, but you should know you are just as easily egoistical as breathing is easy. Like, I can bet that in a conversation with anybody, you will say something smug to oppress everyone else in the room. ¡°She nodded.¡± Her eyes darted to the bar and back at him. He peered into her eyes and shook his head sideways. ¡°I want another. I need a drink right now.¡± She blinked at him. He threw his face away from hers and nodded against getting another drink.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    ¡°I believe you have had too much to drink already,¡± He was alert to the possibility that she might attempt to go get another bottle, and he was ardent about stopping her.


    ¡°That feels like an insult,¡± Alita said, screwing her face. ¡°That was barely one bottle.¡± On any given day, I would take three more and still be standing. I bet you can¡¯t. A little more now and you will pass out in a bathroom and sleep through the rest of the day and the next. ¡±


    ¡°Ouch, wow,¡± he nodded. Is that a challenge or am I hearing things wrongly? I have been drinking at least ten years before you were 21, so you might want to draw back and surrender to a pro. ¡±


    It is not how long but how well, ¡± Alita jolted off the chair and held her waist. He looked up at her and studied her curves. He felt chills run down his spine, so he looked downward. He knew he would have to stand up soon enough and a disy of his hard cock wasn¡¯t a good idea at the moment. For all I know, and from how shitty my life has beenpared to yours, I have taken a lot more alcohol than you have and am even stronger. You can¡¯tpare street booze and this fancy rich-people stuff, even though this is good.¡± She pped her hand on her chest; her boobs bounced. Benson noticed and decided to stand off the chair. He was seeing too many graphics sitting down.


    ¡°Lady, you don¡¯t know a thing about me,¡± He screwed syed his hands in the air. ¡°Let¡¯s put the words aside and get this party started,¡± he said, walking to the bar.


    Her eyes bulged. ¡°Wait, this should be a bet, like we should stake something of import to us.¡±


    ¡°What then?¡± Benson said,ing down with three bottles between his fingers on each hand. ¡°I can stake whatever¡­ I know I would win, so I don¡¯t have anything to lose. ¡±


    ¡°Well¡­¡± Alita bit her nails in deep thought. If I win, which I would, I get a raise, twenty-five percent, ¡°she simpered. Benson raised a brow at her and he set down the bottles on the table.


    ¡°Who would have thought?¡± He shrugged and went to get sses.


    ¡°Na, we wouldn¡¯t be needing those,¡± She nodded sideways. ¡°It is apetition and it would ruin the oomph tussle.¡±


    ¡°Alright, bring your A-game,¡± Benson tightened his jaw. ¡°I have been all about A games since the start of time.¡±


    ¡°Say all you want,¡± Alita¡¯s eyes creased. ¡°Cheers to the better drinker,¡± She picked a bottle and gulped half of it and then wiped her lips while looking straight into his eyes and making funny faces.


    He picked a bottle too and gulped just about half of it. He made a funny face and they shared augh.


    Alita had never seen him that yful before. She liked the side of him she waspeting with at the moment.


    They drank, one talking the other down as they did.


    After they had both emptied three bottles each. Alita belched and cringe, covering her face. ¡°How do we know who won?¡± She asked.


    ¡°We have both taken three bottles and we are both still standing,¡± Benson rolled his eyes as he thought of a way to choose a winner. His face lit up with an idea. ¡°We both walk to the door and back here. Whoever falls or leans on something for support loses.¡±


    ¡°Oh,¡± Alita chuckled as she remembered times when she had had to walk long distances from a bar after drinking herself to stupor and made it home without falling. Well sometimes, she fell and rose and other times, when she was much younger, she¡¯d fall somewhere and fall asleep until the next day. This was a piece of cake for her.


    They both tottered towards the door, a few feet apart from each other, each nting firm steady steps into the ground, carefully cing one after the other until they reached the door and came back. Alita was conflicted between being impressed or disappointed. She had hoped to win because she didn¡¯t expect much from him. She thinks him to be a petty rich kid who had everything he needed given to him on a tter. One of her life¡¯s theories is that everyone who is now wealthy came from a wealthy family. Apple¡¯s don¡¯t fall far from the tree. What are the odds that someone from a childhood seriously stricken with poverty,ck of every basic need, and arrant hardship will make it to being the wealthiest man in LA in the 21st century? The chances are damn near impossible. Alita believed so, that is why she never really struggles to get too much and just rolls on with whatever she got her way.


    ¡°A truce,¡± Benson yelled a little sad that he hadn¡¯t won. To say the truth, it had been ages since he had a scuffle like that. No one had challenged him in a while. He loved the experience and missed it a tad bit. He nodded wondering how she was able to withstand all that alcohol.


    ¡°Wait,¡± Her eyes lit up and she syed her hands in the air. ¡°I won!¡± She yelled.


    ¡°Say what,¡± He raised a brow at her.


    ¡°I had something of a bottle more than you did. I had one before you came in,¡± She twirled around yfully, sticking her tongue at him.


    ¡°No, that should not count.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, but it does,¡± She yelled. ¡°In your face!¡± She eximed. ¡°Defeat taste just like this.¡± She slummed into a couch still sticking her tongue at him.


    ¡°Stop doing that!¡± He blurted tottering to the couch she was seated on.


    ¡°Or man, big man,¡± She raised her brows at him. ¡°You¡¯re going to cry and call for mama,¡± she added.


    ¡°This is the wine talking,¡± he said, looking downward as she bent to sit on the arm of the couch.


    ¡°Yeah¡­ how does it feel when you can¡¯t do anything in a situation just like this one,¡± She yed with a lurk of her hair.


    ¡°There is no time when I can¡¯t do anything,¡± He said looking at her, enjoying the funny faces she was making at him.


    ¡°Oh, no¡­¡± She pressed her lips together and batted hershes at him. He grunted and then she stuck her tongue out again.


    He dove reaching for her. She tried to get away from him but he was faster. Just as she jolted off the chair, his hands grabbed her waist and held her down on the couch. They went quiet, just staring at each other then suddenly, Julie let out a Shriek and Alita squeezed out of his grip and went for Julie.

 Chapter 25

    Benson waited there on the couch, waiting for her to return so they could pick up where they left off. He waited patiently till he couldn¡¯t anymore. He rose from his chair and made his way to Julie¡¯s room. He noticed her asleep next to Julie¡¯s bed, seated on the ground with her head on the side of the bed.


    A part of him scowled and raged at Julie for screaming at such an inconvenient moment. He had a distinct impression that they had or were about to have a moment before she did. But as he watched Alita sleep, he smiled and made peace with how everything turned out.


    She was as much a beauty when she sleeps as she was awake. Benson stood by the door, leaning on the frame and crossing his hands over his chest as he studied both she and Julie.


    Julie was quiet and breathing steadily. You could feel her innocence in her breath. She was basking in an angelic peace as she slept. He felt blessed and lucky as she watched her, inevitably smiling as he did. His life meant more than just sess, booze, and women now that she was in it.


    His eyes traveled from Julie to Alita. He started at her hair which was everywhere but he liked it. Somehow, something about the way it looked aroused him. Maybe because she would look that way after hot passionate sex with him. Nobodyes out of awesome coption without messy hair. His eyes set on her closed eye and he squinted. His breath hitched and barely quietly cleared his throat. He remembered one of the times she blinked at him. Her eyes are a great part of her effervescence. He watched to kiss her closed lids. He would like that. He smirked as he schooled himself internally.


    He pictured her lips around his cock driving him crazy and towards a climax. Call him a pervert but every man in his disposition would do the same. She was a beauty to behold and all he could do as he stood there was admire her natural perfection and fill his mind with foreboding fantasies.


    He let his mind go wild and teased him badly. He was in a world of his own making up his thought as he sized her up. He conjured up different scenes for different parts of her body.


    She twitched and moaned when his eyes found her hips. His heart jumped out of his mouth and he drew a quiet step backward and froze while holding his breath. When he was sure she wasn¡¯t waking up, he came back to the door and pocketed his hands, mentallyughing at himself as he did. There he was being disoriented by this one woman whom he was in direly desired. He wanted to eat her up again and again. He waspletely fallen for her.


    He imagined his hands holding her waist down when his head would be in between her legs eating her pussy.


    Oh, what he would do, if she let him. If only she was attracted to him the way he was to her.


    Benson started to wonder why she wasn¡¯t falling for him. Although he didn¡¯t want to push too hard and spoil the chances he might have, however small they were. The fact that she wasn¡¯t throwing herself at him makes him want her more.


    Benson felt his feet move forward as he dwelled on the thought of her ass cheeks bouncing on hisp, riding him off to rainbows and a beautiful sunset in the paradise beyond the sun. He came back to reality and quickly retracted, taking two steps backward and screwing his face. He was sobered up by now. He closed the door and walked back to the living room to clear the table of empty bottles.


    He smiled at the sight of the table as the memories from earlier while they drank together flooded his mind. He missed being that free and vulnerable.


    He brought out another bottle of his favorite wine to drink and rid himself of the thought he had brewed in his mind.


    She isn¡¯t even trying and I am somewhat smitten.


    He cocked the whine open and rested his elbow on the counter of his bar, then sipped the wine and raised his chin as he fell back into his thoughts.


    He knew he was a fine man, rich or not. He was handsome and very sexually capable. Why then wasn¡¯t she attracted to him. She asionally smiled and smirked at him and when he would want to capitalize on that, she would put up a sign letting him know it was a tonic, boss-to-employee smile that needed to exist to keep their professional rtionship smooth and easy-going as it ought to be. He hated that he was desperately lusting for her, but that is all he could do.


    As he sipped and sipped his drink, a question popped into his head as the moment when his leg moved forward on his own ord shed across his mind: what was he going to do? What would have happened if he hadn¡¯t left? He knew he wasn¡¯t like that. He was one to force himself on a woman. No, he didn¡¯t need to as a pretty woman was always lurking at every corner he turned, lusting after him the luxury that went with him. And he has always held women with high regard and respect. He was too principled to allow himself to do that. But he also knew he had never wanted to be inside a woman this bad before.


    He also hated his frustration. He questioned his confidence and ability to see something he wanted and go get it no matter the cost and odds, the qualities that principally helped him seed.


    His n to distract himself failed and he found out that what he feels for the damsel thaty before him was concrete, a feeling he hadn¡¯t had in a long while.


    He tried to drink it away, he tried to fuck it away even, but it didn¡¯t work.


    He had recently opted for a threesome but ended up calling one of the girls Alita when she sucked him. He asked the girls to leave after that. Alita was seeping into every part of his life without trying to, without doing anything. She was just being her.


    Benson finished his wine and headed for his room. On getting to his door, he checked his watch and saw the evening was still young. He knew going toy in his bed wouldn¡¯t give him rest nor help his frustration. He would justy awake doing more thinking that would only render him more frustrated and horny. He considered going out to the bar and finding a curvy girl to bang. Good sex would at least calm him down and should help him momentarily forget.


    Though, these days, he didn¡¯t get the satisfaction he usually got from histe-night endeavors. In fact, he rarely even went. This was the first time he would be going out ever since he got back from his failed vacation to Miami.


    He pushed his door open and entered his room. He showered and was soon on his way to his favorite bar.


    He was drunk but still forced himself to drive. He took corners and turns different from his usual route to avoid the cops. It would be explosive if they caught him driving drunk.


    He parked his car away from the bar so he wouldn¡¯t be noticed. A lot of people around the bar knew him for his favorite automobile and he was in no mood to be noticed outside the bar.


    He had worn a sleeveless hoodie and dark shades to hide his face. So as he entered the bar, he was just another man that wanted a drink. Unless you came close enough and heard him speak, you wouldn¡¯t know he was the one.


    He walked up to the counter and took a seat. ¡°Give me a shot of something very strong, anything,¡± He drawled at the barman who just nodded and went to work mixing a shot of something strong.


    Ady spoke beside Benson and he turned to look at her. He hadn¡¯t noticed when she came by the counter.


    ¡°You are one troubled man,¡± She hissed at him, admiring the bulge of his biceps. She could swear he was glistening. She had an eye on him the moment he walked in. ¡°What do you want to forget so badly?¡±


    Benson took in the sight of her and the word ¡®curvy¡¯ popped into his head, then he smirked.


    ¡°Does it matter?¡± He raised his brows. ¡°It¡¯s the forgetting that is important.¡±


    ¡°Definitely,¡± She slightly turned to face him and then leaned forward so her chest would be insight.


    ¡°The wine at my penthouse didn¡¯t work so I came for something stronger,¡± He smirked sizing her up. She smiled and bit her lower lip at him. ¡°I am hoping to find a very strong something to drive me high enough to forget what needs to be forgotten.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see,¡± She said, raising her leg to unravel her thigh from under her gown¡¯s slit at her side. ¡°Here you have it,¡± She blinked at him, then dipped her hand in her ss of wine and sultrily sucked on it.¡±


    He approached the bartender and handed him his business card. When the bartender saw the name on the card, he was taken aback.


    Benson took off his sunsses to expose his one-of-a-kind face.


    When she recognized Benson, her eyes widened and she held her lips together, swaying her waist sideways.Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°If this¡­ strong cocktail came around, I¡¯d have a taste to see if it would do the trick,¡± he smirked as he drank his shot of whatever the bartender had concocted before moving upstairs to the luxurious apartments designed specifically for sex. She trailed behind with an overdone smile on her face.


    Benson had got himself a curvaceous suppressant that he was going to guzzle down to feel better¡­ hopefully.

 Chapter 26

    26.


    Alita knew Benson was by the door watching her as sheid down by the bed. A position she had quickly morphed into to pretend she was asleep when she heard himing.


    Alita was d Julie had screamed when she did. She knew she could not have resisted him when he held her waist like that.


    When she ran into the room to tend to Julie, she was so thankful that she picked her up and smothered her face with kisses before noticing she had wet herself and was screaming in difort and hunger.


    Alita could still feel Benson¡¯s hands on her waist. The way he gripped her, holding her down like that flipped a switch in her body. She suddenly became warmer as a chill ran down her spine. Her face flushed and she remained still, savoring the feeling of his manly hands holding her down. She had pictured his hands holing her ways way too many times for her not to be affected by the reality of it at that moment. She was melting as he peered into her eyes.


    Her body had gone deaf to all the voices screaming in her head to do something to break out of his hold. She just sat still waiting for anything to happen. She waspletely done. She knew she wouldn¡¯t do anything.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    She sat down on the floor after Julie quieted down to slumber, thinking of the many things that could have happened, that she would surely enjoy and not forgive herself for. She was typically like this. She would shy away in such moments and then go back regretting and thinking of how things would have yed out.


    She hesitated in fear and utter confusion when she heard his footsteps towards the door. She jerked her head towards the bed and then slipped her hands beneath her chin to bnce her head on the bed. An ufortable position to sleep that she had resorted to instead of facing Benson.


    He stood there a while longer than she had expected. At first, she thought he just came to check op on them after some time of silence from both of them, but when he lingered there, she knew he was up to something else, something she didn¡¯t couldn¡¯t figure out until she slightly opened her eyes and saw the growing stud in his crotch.


    She was awake the whole time he stood there observing her. She just closed her eyes to see what was going to happen. She liked how he looked at her. She could feel his eyes crawl every inch of her skin that he could see. She was proudest of her body while he was there staring at her and getting aroused by what met his eyes.


    When she couldn¡¯t bear the strain on her neck for keeping her bent for as long as she did, she twitched and moaned.


    Seeing the way he reacted after she moaned, Alita almost burst outughing but managed to hold in the urge as it would blow up her act. He was legit scared and if she didn¡¯t know he was admiring her, she would think he retracted because he didn¡¯t want to wake any of them.


    After a while, of savoring the dreamy look on his face, she heard him take a step forward. She almost opened her eyes when she heard him move. She was scared he would do something to her. In her mind, she had decided to stand up if he took another step forwards, but thank God he didn¡¯t. He left the room looking confused afterward.


    Alita stood up after she was sure he was not anywhere near the door. She couldn¡¯t stop smiling and giggling to herself as she recollected the moments from when he was checking her out.


    You might want to ask why she was not giving in yet if she already liked him after knowing he digged her, but Alita had one more box to check in her mind. She needed to know he did just want her because of her body. Somehow, she¡¯d have to make sure that he wasn¡¯t just going to fuck her and then abandon her as her dutch bag high school boyfriend did. She didn¡¯t want history to repeat itself. She would not know how to cope with that, especially after having such high hopes that Benson was different. She didn¡¯t even know or notice that she was desirable and admirable until him.


    Sumbing to her imagination that was highly influenced by alcohol, she filled in the rest of the evening with her thoughts, starting from when Julie screamed, imagining she didn¡¯t and Benson held her for one second more.


    She surely would have turned off her brain and let her body take control first by pecking his lips and waiting to see what he would do and if she noticed any ounce of hesitation, she would wrap her legs around him and be the one holding him down. She would take his beautiful face by his perfect jaw and raise his lips to hers and then kiss him with everything she is. She would totally let him have her as she would have him.


    She pictured ripping off his shirt and pants and then turning taking his cock in her hand and wrapping her lips around him, she¡¯d take him down her throatpletely. She had thought about how his cock would feel in her mouth when she would take him deep into her throat.


    It had been ages since she held a dick in her hand. She saw her fingers wrapping around his cock and stroking him up and down as he disappears into her throat just the way she had seen in some of the videos she had revisited a countless number of times ever since that day when she discovered such a woman she was.


    She picked up her phone after thinking about watching one of the porn videos she had saved into her secret folder in her phone, strictly for educational purposes. She didn¡¯t see herself as a pervert but as someone who was preparing for epic sex with an amazing man because she wants the very first time to be remarkable and one to remember for the rest of her life. And knowing she had to beat the performances of the countless women, some of which would have beenplete prostitutes that had mastered the art it pleasuring a man. She would have to be the best he had ever had to keep him locked onto her, to make him want just her.


    Alita was preparing to possess Benson, and until she felt prepared, she wasn¡¯t going to do anything with him. This was why she would have definitely starved herself in regret for giving in to Benson if Julie hadn¡¯t stepped in to save her.


    ¡°Although it is getting unbearable to resist you, I have to, because I have to make sure you are right for me and I am not just a change of dress that you would throw after the next day to put on another. That would wreck me,¡± she said staring into space. ¡°And I have to prepare for you. I can afford to be bad sex,¡± she shook her head. ¡°I would disappear like I never existed if that happens,¡± she added looking down at her phone screen, navigating to her secret porn folder to pleasure herself under the name of learning.


    She found a video and yed it while biting on her nails and rubbing her thighs against each other.


    She peered at Julie a saw she was still sleeping, then she slowly parted her legs and her hand found her pussy. She slid a finger up and down her pussy lips and arched her lower back as she did. She licked her bottom lips, eyes glued to her screen.


    She closed her eyes and slid a finger into herself then moaned and licked her lips again. She threw her phone away and started sliding in and out of her pussy faster, making her moan louder. For a split second, she forgot Julie was there, fast asleep, and waking her when she had just fallen asleep was a bad idea.


    She quickly slid in a second finger and the words, ¡°Fuck, BA,¡± left her lips. She shit her eyes tighter as her thrust became faster. When she felt she was close to a climax, she slid in a third finger and kept to her speed and rhythm.


    After sliding three fingers in and out of her pussy a few more times, she felt a wave of electricity course through her body. She covered her mouth with her other hands to dampen an expected outgoing scream. She savored the feeling that weed her into pleasure, the feeling which encouraged her to thrust faster.


    As Alita let out a moan as she reached her climax. Everything went dark as she let herself fall back to the bed. Sheid there, legs parted, gasping for air. She licked her fingers, still blind from her orgasm. She moaned as she licked her cum off her fingers. It was a strong taste that she had grown to like during the past weeks of serious masturbation -a way she found to calm herself down whenever she was horny.


    As she opened her eyes and jerked herself up to check if baby Julie was still asleep.


    She was startled by a voice that spoke. It took her a moment to recognize it was Benson that had spoken. She froze, her leg still parted. The loom in his face told her he had been there long enough to see her masturbate to a climax. She didn¡¯t hear hime in.


    They both stayed still, staring at each other, wordless and confused but more so, drunk and aroused.

 Chapter 27

    Benson pushed the door to the suite he had bought off for just himself. He smiled at the interior as his eyes darted through the familiar decor, the leather cushions, the chandelier with blue lighting, and the ss tables. He had redesigned the room to his taste. This was where he had most of his one-night stands over the years. He did sleep with some of the women a couple of times but soon got bored of them.


    As with all of thedies that entered the room, this one too was overwhelmed by the sight that weed her. His suite was totally different from the already expensively decorated rooms. Her feet felt warm on the shiny wooden floor, her eyes caught the king-sized bed and she smirked. The walls were painted white. As you would guess, Benson¡¯s love for art followed him even to where he only cane to bang chicks for fun. He had a lion painted on the side of the wall that was adjacent to the door.


    She gulped as she took in the sight of the room. ¡°You really are a man of style,¡± she smirked, letting her gown fall to her waist after unzipping it from the side. Benson turned and bit his lower lips when his eyes caught the gown hanging firmly in her waist. She was that full-figured and the gown too was right -purposed to enunciate her features that could be seen even with baggy jeans and oversized shirt.


    He shrugged and syed his hands at his sides. ¡°I hear that a lot,¡± he smiled smugly to himself, slipping out of his hoodie and taking slow steps towards her. She dragged the gown down and stepped out of it as he approached her.


    She was braless and also bare underneath the gown around her waist. Benson hissed and inaudibly grunted when she unraveled her nakedness to him.


    She turned and wiggled her ass at him. He drew in air audibly, and as she heard him breathe heavily, she bent forward and slightly parted her legs to bring her cunt into sight.


    At the sight of her shaved pussy, he darted down towards her and almost in an instant buried his face in her ass, digging his tongue into her pussy for a taste. He smiled in-between her ass cheeks, liking what he tasted.


    She arched her back and gasped for air when she felt his tongue go inside her. ¡°Fuck¡­¡± she muttered shakily, barely keeping herself standing as her legs quivered while he skillfully ate at her pussy.


    ¡°You are one tasty piece of cunt,¡± Benson heaved from under her aftervishly having at flickering his tongue between her pussy lips to get as much of her as he could.


    ¡°I-i get that a lot,¡± she said stuttering as much as she was shivering. She stretched her back up until she was standing erect, then she turned and faced him. ¡°Who knew you were good all kinds of business¡­¡± she stuck her tongue at him, sultrily peering down on the bulge in his pants.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°You are about to find out a whole lot more¡­¡± he said unbuckling his belt and sliding it off. ¡°And I am not just good, I am great at being the best in the business, and about this business¡­¡± he smirked stretching his hand towards her, she took it and he suddenly drew her towards him and after a moment of breathing on her neck and cupping her boobs in his hands, he pushed her to the bed. She yelped and then smiled excitedly, loving the way he handled her. ¡°Let me have myself a strong drink,¡± he said joining her on the bed after removing his pants.


    Her jaws dropped when she saw his dick. She nodded and licked her lips at the realization that she would be left utter sore after their rendezvous.


    She parted her legs and then smiled airily at the full sight of her pussy. She bit her lips at him and further spread her legs for him.


    He stretched himself on the bed until his face was less than an inch away from her pussy. He closed his eyes savoring the heat that patted his face. He slid a finger into her pussy until half of it was inside her. He twirled his finger a little bit and then ced his tongue on her clit and began slowly flickering on it and at the same time slowly sliding in and out of her. He enjoyed the way she moaned as he did what he did. She twitched and twirled and quivered. He removed his finger and tucked his tongue as deep as he could into her. She moaned louder, encouraging him to go on so he did.


    ¡°How are you,¡± she moaned. The rest of her words at that moment disappeared into heaves and gasps as Benson took both her clit and lips in his mouth, sucking on her clit with her whole pussy in his mouth. It was too much for her and she let out a sustained moan. She felt like she would burst open if she didn¡¯t.


    He raised his face so she could see him lick her cum off his glistening lips. He dragged himself over her to reach her boobs. He wrapped his lips around her nip and suck on it. Her body shuddered under him in agreement with the pleasure he sent coursing through her.


    He slipped his cock into her. Her body vibrated in shock as it adjusted to the stud that dug through it. She was stiff for a moment, breathless, eyes rolled into her socket and her back arched, leaning off the bed.


    For a moment he thought she had passed out. He started thrusting slowly as soon as he felt her breathe again.


    She moaned out his name weakly and held his hands to her waist. He thrust in deep and her waist trembled. He then increased his pace, making sure he was deep in before sliding out.


    She raised her face to him and ced her finger in her belly button, saying, ¡°I can feel you here,¡± her brows caved in and she bit her lips, painful pleasure spelled on her face. ¡°You are so big,¡± she squealed.


    He smiled smugly, pulled out of her, and turned her over. As he gazed at her ass, an image of Alita¡¯s bum bouncing as she ran to Julie¡¯s room shed through his mind, dumping a question in his mind before disappearing.


    What I¡¯m I doing? He asked himself.


    He slid his cock into her pussy, raised his face, and to the lion painted on the wall.


    He wanted more than what he was getting. The. Sex wasn¡¯t helping him forget. Internally he felt sex with Alita would feel better than what he was having.


    As he let his thoughts and desire for Alita take over him, he ignorantly trusted deeper and faster. She moaned louder and louder. He was thinking, wishing he was thrusting into Alita instead of some randomdy he¡¯d just meant.


    Up until he met Alita, sex meant just what he was having at the moment. It was simply a way to cool off and rejuvenate but mostly a way to get out of his head when he was beginning to entertain depressing thoughts.


    Now, he wanted it to mean more than just a fling, more than just a routine to pass time away from sadness and stress. he wanted Alita, even more badly right there as he was fucking another woman.


    He stopped thrusting and slid his cock out of the now dripping wet pussy when he noticed she was stiff and quiet. He jerked away from her and got off the bed.


    He turned and looked at her as he reached for his pants. Her lids drooped as she smiled weakly at him. It tickled his pride when he was she was barely moving but the matter on his mind was more pressing.


    As he dressed up to leave, he filled his head with more fantasies about making love to Alita. He took onest nce at his deed on the bed before heading down the hallway.


    He came back to the bar and ordered the same shot he had ordered earlier. ¡°Give me more of that stuff again,¡± he said to the bartender.


    ¡°Are you okay, man?¡± Joel asked while mixing his concoction. ¡°I could barely recognize you when you came earlier and I could tell you were already drunk before asking for a shot of this,¡± he pushed the drunk to him hesitantly.


    ¡°I¡¯m just really stressed out, that¡¯s all,¡± Benson said, then poured the shot down his throat and gestured for another.


    Joel, the bartender, nodded his head sideways. ¡°Take it easy, Ben, I think you have had enough for one night,¡± he suggested but Benson sent him a re and he gave him another shot as he requested.


    Benson steered out of the bar and decided to take a cab home because he was too drunk to drive.


    He reached home and decided to go and check on Julie before retiring to his room, thinking Alita was probably gone.


    He froze when he opened the door and saw Alita touching herself. He wanted to retract and turn his face away but his body was way ahead of his mind. It was the hottest sight ever as he watched her moan to fingering herself.


    He was rendered weak when she experienced her cum and fall back on the bed. She suddenly lifted herself off the bed and turned towards the door. Their eyes met as they stared at each other. He couldn¡¯t move or say a word.


    A few secondster, his feet moved forward toward Alita. He couldn¡¯t stop himself. There was just one thing in his mind¡­

 Chapter 28

    Alita sat there surprised, confused, and shocked to her bones,pletely disappointed in herself for being so careless. But she was drunk and horny.


    She was clueless as to what to do so she just sat still wishing it was a dream and she¡¯d blink and snap back to reality.


    Her heart raced as her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. What would she say or do that would make sense at that moment? She was taken aback by the mind bogging look on his face. He was looking at her exactly how she would stare at a cheeseburger anywhere she saw one. It scared her but she didn¡¯t know what to do.


    She wanted to say something but silence arrested her. She just sat there, knowing that her legs were still parted and he could see her pussy. She had never been so still for so long in her life.


    Suddenly Benson took a step forward. Her eyes grew bigger. She was more perplexed than ever. She couldn¡¯t make head and tail of what was happening. Her heart skipped a beat. She felt hot suddenly and began sweating. Her breath hitched as the only possibility of the scenario ying out dawned on her.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    Why else would he look at her like that and take a step forward?


    She slowly pushed herself backward as he took another step. He seemed conflicted about his action but still took another step forward. He peered into her eyes when he was a few inches away from her. She stared back at him, pale-faced as she came to terms with her fate at that moment.


    All the voices in her head had quieter down and her mind was nk.


    Benson took a few more steps and stopped when he was very close to her. She held her breath and stiffened her body when he knelt before. She looked heavenward and balled her first in front of her.


    This is not a dream, is it? She pressed her lips together and closed her eyes.


    She held the bedsheet with one hand and covered her mouth with the other when she felt his warm tender tongue touch her pussy. It felt really good, but more so forbidden, and she had to hold her breath to stop her from screaming.


    All the voices in her head came screaming at her: what would Sarah think? What would everyone else think? She was betraying herself but it was toote. She had shut off her mind and was now pressing his head against her cunt.


    She looked down at him and spread her legs farther apart. He moaned and increased his pace flickering his tongue on her clit as she spread wider for him.


    Touching herself usually felt great but his tongue on her pussy was her crazy. She hadn¡¯t felt like this in a long time. Too long. She was up in the sky past the stars and in a different gxy while his tongue worked her pussy.


    He slipped a finger into her like he saw her do. She pushed deep into her as she moaned softly. He then slipped a second finger all the while sucking on her clit.


    ¡°Damn¡­¡± she eximed. Her voice was thin and shaky. She felt a rush of warmth build up in her from her waist and at once she knew she was about to cum. She moaned again savoring the feeling of being so close to a climax. It had never felt this good when she was about to cum from masturbating. This feeling was new to her. She liked it. It was stronger and better.


    She left his head and leaned back and grabbed a sheet as soon as her hand touched the bed. She wrapped her legs around him and pushed him into her. Her waist quacked in heavy vibrations. Her whole body was trembling when lot out a suppressed moan, biting on her lower lip.


    Benson slid his finger in and out of her pussy faster as she came. He was overwhelmed by the effects of his tongue and fingers on her. It was more sensual than anything he could remember. She would not stop shaking on the bed, even after he had stopped and stood up before her. She still held the sheet in her hands.


    He ripped her shirt open. To reveal her amazing perfect-sized boobs cupped in her bra. He had had a thousand different pictures of him squeezing her boobs in his hand but that moment as he took them in his hand and I kneaded them, the feeling surpassed his imagination. He quickly slid his hand under her and unbuckled her bra, taking it out of the way. She slowly lowered himself to take her nips in his mouth. He had never been more confused in his life. He wanted both in his mouth at the same time but how to do it was a conundrum.


    He squeezed her together boobs until one nip was almost touching the other and then took her nips in his mouth. He was overjoyed by his achievement as he softly nibbled on her nipples. She yelped and twitched and shuddered continuously under him as he had his way with her boobs.


    Alita¡¯s hand found its way to his hard click brushing against her pussy.


    Benson looked down at her hand and back up at her face. Her eyes were closed while she bit on her lips. He unzipped his pants and brought out his cock. The tip of his cock brushed against her lips as he went back to sucking her boobs. He felt her hand fund him again. She moaned as she took him in her hand. A chill ran down his spine as he felt her fingers trace his cock. He leaned forward until he felt his tip open her lips slightly. She lifted her lower back awaiting to be prated.


    Benson saw the need on her face even while her eyes were closed. He pushed himself forwards again and felt his tip slide into her. She quivered at the sensation of the warmth around his cock.


    Alita held his hands and squeezed them, pushing herself towards the edge of the bed so she could feel more of him go into her. She slowly jerked her body up and down on the tip of his cock. He bit his lower as his brows caved in. He closed his eye too and let himself slide into her.


    She stiffened her body as she felt him enter her. She felt the air in her lungs cut off as she inhaled. Her fingers dug into his arms as she squirmed.


    He stood still with his dick into her pussy as he observed her body. He looked down and admired her curve. He suddenly looked up at her face and saw her licking her lips.


    She trembled on his dick as he stood still without thrusting in or out of her. She moaned and held the sheets again while her body vibrated violently. She was having an orgasm and Benson was mind blown. He just had his dick in her, that was all.


    He slowly began pushing his waist back and forth. Alita let out audible moans as he repeatedly thrust in and out of her.


    Her moans became more consistent, more like an enduring reverberating note that starts a musical masterpiece in his ears. Something about the way she moaned drove him crazy. Her soft and tender whimpers were a melody to him, and her asional shudders sweetened the rhythm they moved with.


    He felt a chill run down his spine as his legs grew weaker. He was about to cum. His sliding motion became more of a skid as he approached orgasm.


    He moaned falling frontward spreading his fingers on the bed to support him so he wouldn¡¯t fall on Alita. Just about his climax, Alita too began shaking furiously that her waist left the bed and came back a couple of times.


    As he shot his load into her, she an airy sigh that transcended into a loud sharp scream.


    He pulled out and gazed at her pussy. His cum mixed with hers dripped out of her as her pussy throbbed erratically.


    He bent down and took licked her pussy taking in his and her cum. She was surprised when she raised what he was doing but she was too weak to move. He slipped his tongue into her to get more cum from inside her. She heaved and quaked whenever his tongue touched her now sore clit.


    She sucked her clean and then before standing up, took a moment to admire her pink pussy. Her clit wasrger and had turned purple from going through proper fucking and sucking.


    The effects of alcohol had faded so they were both more aware of themselves than a few minutes earlier. She opened her eyes, looked at him, and turned away feeling embarrassed. She climbed into the bed and curled herself facing the wall.


    He opened his mouth to say something but only air gushed out of his throat. They were no words to say.


    He knew she wanted to be left alone so he backed away and walked to the door. He walked straight to his room confused about what to feel about what had just happened.


    After he had gone, Alita sat up and leaned her back against the wall. She spread her legs and peered down on her pussy to see how he had left her. She was still shaking. Ahe was baffled at the size and color of her clit. She didn¡¯t know she could ever get that big and pointy.


    She screwed her face and hugged herself, internally schooling herself for going back on her word. All she had to do was say something, anything, or even scream but didn¡¯t. She just let it happen.

 Chapter 29

    Alita¡¯s eyes searched the bed for her phone. It must have gotten lost in the action. She spread her fingers on the bed and moved her hand around feeling for her phone. After a few frustrating swipes and hovers on the bed, she found her phone, double-tapped the screen and the screen lit up. She saw the time and felt her heart skip a beat. It was past the time she normally leaves with about two hours. She hissed and threw the phone away, her eyes followed it to see where itnded because she didn¡¯t want to look for it again.


    She usually called Sarah to tell her she wasn¡¯ting home so she knew Sarah would be wondering why she wasn¡¯t home yet. Alita hadn¡¯t nned to but the only reasonable thing to do was a sleepover at Benson¡¯s and not go home.


    She was dazed about what had just happened and her usual over analytic self was preying on her at the moment.Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    She didn¡¯t know whether to feel bad or not about letting sex happen between her and Benson. She loved it while it happened. But now, she was there having a mix of distraught and excitement.


    She pursed her lips and then rubbed her palms over her face, pressing hard on the tender skin and dragging her chin down, and going partially blind. She then jabbed her hand unto the bed. She suddenly felt nauseous so she squeezed her stomach and arched her back slightly leaning off the wall.


    She groaned as she thought of what to say to Sarah or if she would ever tell her about it. They never kept things from each other but this¡­ she couldn¡¯t tell her this, could she?


    Her thoughts went wild and deep. She had parallel deductions in her mind. She was wondering what he had thought about her. She wanted to know everything on his mind about their abrupt encounter. But at the same she felt mad at him as a part of her believed he took advantage of her, however, this thought was countered by the fact that she could have stopped the whole thing at that moment. She was simply confused and was thinking too much.


    Prominently she wished it didn¡¯t happen the way it did. Her epic first time was ruined courtesy of her, mostly. This wasn¡¯t his she imagined it would be so it bogged her.


    As she recalled the event second by the second she realized that he was all over her and she didn¡¯t initiate anything that happened. He ruled over her. She thought this to be disturbing because she wanted to be involved too, like take control sometime in the act but since the whole thing was not nned, it turned out far from her expectations except that it felt better than she had anticipated it would feel. Apart from the overwhelming ecstasy, she couldn¡¯t make so much sense of it.


    She bit on her nails too hard, it broke and snapped her out of her thought for a bit. She screwed her face and then bit the nail offpletely and chewed it, delving back to her rampant mind.


    Amongst the haphazard images and questions in her head, the weird scenario that would ur between them the next day and the question: how would she know for sure that was a spur of the awkwardly sensual moment she pioneered.


    Her eyes teared up at the realization that she couldn¡¯t know. You can¡¯t ask people these kinds of things. You just met it be and believe one day, life would bring it your way. But Alita didn¡¯t want to wait, she wanted to know, but couldn¡¯t figure out a way to. She finally agreed to let it and then promised herself that it would never happen again, forcing herself it was an ident that would never repeat itself. She would be more careful.


    She peered down at her wrist expecting to see a watch to tell her the time but nothing was there. Her eyes grew bigger and she gently jabbed the tip of her fingers on her temple. Her watch too was victim to their weave. She shook her head and then reached for her phone and checked the time to see it was a few minutes past nine.


    Starting into her phone, she pursed her lips considering going home even though it was alreadyte. She wasn¡¯t scared of walking home in the dark. She wanted to leave. Being in the same space with Benson had be ufortable as time whisked by.


    She carried herself off the bed and spread the sheet back in ce.


    She pecked Julie on her head and then smiled. ¡°I am sorry about all that irresponsible disturbance. Your dad and I were being very bad,¡± her smile faded into a frown. She batted hershes and gritted her teeth.


    She took a few steps towards the door and then walked back to the bed to search for her panties. She felt liquid drip down her inner thigh as she walked and it was ufortably squishy. She found it under the bed and then picked it up and raised it to her face. If I hadn¡¯t taken you off.


    She sat down on the edge of the bed parted her legs with her hands and peered down at her wet pussy and shook her head and observed herself. Her clit had gone down but she still had cum dripping out of her. ¡°That was a lot of cum,¡± she pursed her lips. She slid her finger into her pussy and twirled it around and then brought it to her face. She raised a brow and then used her panties to wipe her pussy dry instead of wearing it. She then stood up and took a step forward and paused to see if more cum would drip out of her. It didn¡¯t so she walked to the door and drew it open, walked out, and drew it closed. She looked down the hallway to Benson¡¯s door and a weightden her chest. She hissed and turned away to the door. Her brows caved in and lines appeared on her forehead.


    She covered her mouth with one hand and then sobbed into her palm. Her eyes shimmered with tears as she hastened her footsteps to the door and out of the house. She let out a sigh when she was outside the house and more tears came flooding down he chin.


    She started for home in the thick darkness of the night. She remembered deducing that her problem with her first rtionship was that she was cheap and easy to get. She let herself loose and suffered for it. A part of her felt like history was repeating itself. She feared that things wouldn¡¯t turn out how she so wants them to. She prayed internally that Benson¡¯s desire for her wasn¡¯t like hers for chocte candy when she was a kid. She so wanted chocte candy as a little girl but it took what felt like ages before her mother was finally disposed to by her one. But after finally holding her precious candy in her hand and tasting it she didn¡¯t want it anymore.


    She stopped at a corner down an alley with a trash can just by the corner and leaned on the brick wall. She let loose and cried there not entirely sure why she was crying, just that she would feel better after crying and she did.


    She reached home prettyte and found that Sarah wasn¡¯t at home. A handful of negative thoughts flushed her mind and she quickly speed-dialed Sarah while she rummaged through her bag for her key which she found and then opened the door.


    Sarah picked up amidst a giggle and shortughs. She heard Luke¡¯s voice in the background and the weight on her chest lifted. She was scared something bad had happened to her but as it turned out, Sarah was over at Luke¡¯s for the night and she didn¡¯t call her to let her know. Alita could get mad at the moment because it would have been Sarah who would be mad at her for not calling if she was at home.


    ¡°I was worried about you,¡± Alita said, rolling her eyes and gnashing her teeth. ¡°You didn¡¯t call,¡± she added and then waited for an answer.


    ¡°Yeah, I am sorry, I forgot,¡± Sarah muttered.


    ¡°Yeah, you sound pretty distracted,¡± Angry whined trying not to sound upset. ¡°Well, take care, and remember I was here all the while before Luke¡­ what happened to girl code and hoes before bros¡± Alita grumbled dropping her bag on the couch and falling to the bed.


    ¡°Okay¡­¡± Sarah giggled again. Luke was tickling her and she was trying to keep calm and quiet but she was bad at it.


    ¡°Whatever, see you in the morning,¡± Alita said and cut the call. She exhaled and drew in air.


    She grunted and reluctantly dragged herself off the bed as it dawned on her that she needed to bathe to wash off the sweat and scent of sex that followed her home.


    She barely slept throughout the night and at some point decided she wouldn¡¯t go to work the next day and Julie would have to forgive her for being so selfish. She texted Benson to let him know she wouldn¡¯t show up for work because she wasn¡¯t feeling so well. Although they both knew she was avoiding him.

 Chapter 30

    Benson didn¡¯t see Alita¡¯s text until he was already at work and on his way to the boardroom for a meeting with his board of directors. He just saw her name pop up on his screen and thought it wise not to read it so he could preserve his sanity for the meeting.


    He managed to keep his mind from wandering into wondering what the content of the text was until after the meeting. As soon as he was settled down in his office, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and swiped up to unlock it. His heart raced when he saw the first words in the text before tapping on the notification to open the message.


    As he read it, his heart sank. It was exactly as he feared. She was now avoiding him. He knew he shouldn¡¯t have done what he did. He should have left and he really wanted to but his body screamed at him and kept him still, standing there and watching her. He could only barely remember some parts of what had happened but he did remember his mind warning him against engaging Alita when he walked in on her masturbating.


    It was just too hot a sight for him to leave. The alcohol in his system aggravated things and pushed him amplifying everything he would normally feel if he wasn¡¯t drunk. He thought she liked it. She looked like she did until she didn¡¯t until she curled away from him. And he was helpless and clueless about what to do. Not that he had been in that situation before. Nothing made sense at that moment and he felt being there would only make things worse.


    He was more confused than he was worried. He hoped he hadn¡¯t gone too far and sabotaged his rtionship with Alita.


    He dialed her number and it didn¡¯t go through. She had shut herself out on him. Maybe she had blocked him, he thought. He let his phone fall out of his hand to the pile of files on his table. He ruffled his hand through his hair and let out a sigh. He thought to go and see her so they can hash things out so he stood up, and wiped his hand over his jacket. He abandoned the pile of work on his desk, some of which probably needed urgent attention, and walked out hastily to the garage.


    On his way out, he saw Sarah but shushed her by waving his hand before she could say anything. She skipped to his car, entered, and drove off to Alita¡¯s house. None of the girls knew he knew where they lived. They didn¡¯t think he would care and he didn¡¯t until he started sending flowers to Alita, although he had only sent them twice and stopped after she behaved like she didn¡¯t get anything from him the two times he sent them over to her. She ignored it.This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    He came to an abrupt stop in front of their apartment and came out with such gusto that one would think Alita was in great danger and he was going to rescue her. He slowed just to a stop a few inches away from the door. ¡°Shit,¡± he eximed. He didn¡¯t think about what to say or how to say anything to her. He shrugged and then bravely took a long step forwards and knocked on the door.


    Alita heard the roar of his car and rushed to the window to see who had parked in front of her apartment. She freaked out when she saw him alight the car. She wondered what he was there to do. She ran to her bed and covered herself up from head to toe, certain that she wouldn¡¯t get up to go and open the door.


    Benson knocked a few more times without an answer. His eyes lit up with an idea. He brought out his phone and dialed Sarah.


    ¡°Any idea where Alita is? She didn¡¯t show up for work today and I got a text from her that said she was sick but I am here standing in front of your door knocking under the scorching heat from the sun and nobody is answering the door and her number is not going through,¡± he blurted pocketing his other hand.


    ¡°Um, Sir¡­I was at homest night so I don¡¯t know all about that but I will try calling her right now,¡± she said in a shaky tone.


    He cut the call and waited about a minute before calling Sarah back. ¡°Where is she?¡± he inquired in a grounded tone.


    ¡°She is not picking up, sir,¡± Sarah muttered.


    ¡°She is not picking up?¡± His brows furrowed. ¡°Hold on, let me call you back,¡± he cut the call and dialed Alita¡¯s number but it didn¡¯t go through. He smiled and shook his head. She had blocked him.


    ¡°You said she didn¡¯t pick up?¡± Benson said as soon as Sarah picked up after he buzzed again.


    ¡°Yes, sir, she still isn¡¯t picking up,¡± Sarah said with worry in her voice. ¡°Maybe she had taken her pills and fallen asleep. I aming right away.¡±


    ¡°Right, get here soon,¡± He gritted his teeth and knocked again but Alita didn¡¯t answer.


    A few minutester, Sarah arrived in a cab and hurriedly walked to Benson. She raised her brows at him as she walked past him to the door andnded two knocks on the door. ¡°She is such a sleepyhead,¡± Sarah mumbled and then walked to the window and peeped through it.


    ¡°Is she in there?¡± Benson asked folding his arms across his chest. ¡°Julie is all alone at home right now and that is not good for her. She needs somebody to look after her.¡±


    ¡°No, she is not,¡± Sarah walking back to the door.


    ¡°Alright,¡± he said, twisting his face in a frown. ¡°Have look bring the documents to my apartment.¡± He said walking to his car and driving home.


    Sarah was surprised that he was going to stay with Julie in Alita¡¯s absence. She called Luke and asked him to pack up all the documents on Benson¡¯s desk and take them home for him. She exined the situation to him so he wasn¡¯t at odds with what was going on.


    Sarah knocked on the door and screamed Alita¡¯s name. ¡°Alita,e out this minute,¡± she yelled and Alita bounced off the bed and ran to the door to open it. She opened it and pursed her lips, batting hershes at Sarah and rubbing her palming together. Sarah entered the room ring at Alita.


    ¡°Spill, tell me everything, skip a detail and you are dead,¡± Sarah held her hip, still ring at Alita.


    Alita went pale instantly. She knew she would have to keep some parts of the gist to herself. At least until she wraps her head around it.


    ¡°Um. I am not feeling too well. That part you know already,¡± Alita simpered. ¡°I texted himst night. Nothing is my fault. He is the one that said I should only text him,¡± she added in a pout.


    ¡°C¡¯mon, Alita, we both know you are perfectly well,¡± Sarah raised her brows at Alita.


    Alita pressed her lips together and shrugged in surrender as she retracted to sit on the bed.


    ¡°Why then are you in here pretending not to hear him knocking? Why are you hiding away in here? I had to cover for you so he would leave,¡± Sarah growled with furrowed brows and tightened jaw. ¡°You are avoiding him, aren¡¯t you?¡± she added as she crossed her hand on her chest.


    ¡°Genius! You figured it out,¡± Alita drawled, weakly fisting into the air. ¡°Her expression dullened as she sat down. Sarah noticed and loosened up, walking up to sit next to her on the couch.


    ¡°What happened,¡± Sarah wore deep concern on her face.


    Alita searched her head for an improvising, something that would not be a lie but can suffice to justify why she is avoiding Benson.


    ¡°I think he has feelings for me,¡± She said then pressed her lips together as she looked downward. She rested her hands on herps and leaned forward. ¡°You know how I am with this kind of stuff,¡± she sneered and sniffled.


    ¡°You are sure about this?¡± Sarah¡¯s voice softened.


    ¡°No, I¡¯m not and it is messing with me. That¡¯s why I am avoiding him. I don¡¯t know how to be sure, like, I obviously can¡¯t walk up to him and say, ¡®Do you have feelings for me?¡¯, it doesn¡¯t work like that,¡± she sniffled again, fighting the urge to cry. ¡°I am pretty messed up right now and I just want to get away from him for a minute and clear my head but, you see, he wouldn¡¯t leave me alone,¡± tears rolled down her chin as she spoke. ¡°What is a girl to do? It is freaking Benson Astor we are talking about and if I am wrong, I would look like those hungry bitched that usually lurk around him and that¡¯s not me. You know that, right?¡± she sighed, drew her shirt to her face, and wiped the tears on her face. ¡°Worst of all, I think I am falling for him too and I can¡¯t help it.¡±


    ¡°Wow, that is a lot to take in,¡± Sarah exhaled and patted Alita on the back. ¡°Can we talk about it when I am back from work? I have to head back to work, like, right now.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, it¡¯s okay, see youter,¡± Alita whimpered. ¡°I will survive¡­ thanks for covering for me anyway.¡±


    ¡°Hoes before bros, girl code, always,¡± Sarah tapped her chest twice and then stood up to leave.

 Chapter 31

    Alita hated herself for keeping the truth from Sarah but she had no choice. It dawned on her that she hadn¡¯t told Sarah right from the onset. Things wereplicated now. She kept telling herself that she didn¡¯t lie. After all, withholding the truth is not exactly lying, is it?


    She was in tears of different pain than the shallow tale she told Sarah. Yes, she wanted to know if he truly liked her, and yes she was falling for him too but the circumstance had taken a thicker hide. She wanted to ride the waves like she naturally does but it all happened suddenly.


    She wore her headphone and yed her favorite ylist of sad songs until she fell asleep.


    Sarah came back and met her fast asleep. She checked around and found that Alita hadn¡¯t had anything to eat but morning coffee. She went to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat. She was confused about which fry dish to make and it took a while before deciding to prepare Badmaash.


    Afterward, she woke Alita up so they could eat.     Alita was utterly dismayed. She looked pained even while she slept. Her creased brows and tightened jaw, how she coiled herself putting her hands in between her legs and arched her back. You would think she was having a nightmare.


    Sarah tucked her into the nket and left her be.


    Sarah had a gut feeling that things were more critical than it seemed and Alita didn¡¯t her in on everything but kept it to herself because Alita was already going through so much.


    ¡°C¡¯mon quite stretching like a haggard and let¡¯s eat,¡± Sarah blurted and Alita screwed her face and pouted her lips.


    Alita¡¯s face loosened at the sight of the meal in front of her. She moaned as said, ¡°I am haggard,¡± her eyes glued to her te. ¡°Awn, thank you so much. what would I do without you?¡±


    ¡°Starve yourself to death,¡± Sarah said pale-faced. ¡°And go deaf,¡± she added.


    Alita¡¯s eyes darted around the bed for her headphone. Her face contorted when she didn¡¯t find it. She turned to Sarah and stared into her eyes expectantly.


    ¡°What?¡± Sarah¡¯s brows lifted as she pressed her lips together. She looked away. ¡°You didn¡¯t even know when I removed it,¡± Sarah scoffed.


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Alita massages the back of her neck. ¡°I was asleep,¡± she whimpered while batting hershes at Sarah. ¡°Where¡¯d you keep it,¡± she pouted.


    ¡°I keep telling you, you going to need a hearing aid when you¡¯re thirty the way you are going at this rate with that thing,¡± Sarah rolled her eyes and sipped the soda she had poured into a ss.


    ¡°Live, Sarah, music is life,¡± Alita said picking up her te and keeping it on herp. ¡°Besides I have been using headphones forever and I¡¯m not deaf yet so¡­¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re half dead, telling me to live,¡± Sarah jerked her head backward. ¡°Yes, music is life but not loud music that is hazardous to your hearing. Nope, pass. I do listen to music responsibly and that¡¯s okay and normal.¡±


    ¡°You listen to music? Did I hear you right?¡± Anita chuckled. ¡°How many songs do you have on your phone?¡± She pursed her lips and lifted a brow at Sarah.


    Sarah pressed her lips together and looked heavenward. ¡°A couple¡­,¡± she snickered and moaned the rest of her words.


    Alita coughed augh, saying, ¡°Yeah, that¡¯s what I thought¡­ probably just your ring tone that I choose for you and¡­ um,¡± she added then paused and plopped her finger on her face -below her lips. ¡°The songs on Luke¡¯s phone. God help me he is not like you,¡± she hung her head and stared into space, flickering hershes.


    ¡°Ouch¡­ wow,¡± Sarah eximed.


    Alita swallowed air and raised her face to Sarah¡¯s, ¡°Please, you are missing out on life-giving so much to work like this,¡± she twisted her face and continued, ¡°You even got a husband from work¡­¡± she pressed her lips together as Sarah red at her.


    ¡°You do not want to mess with me now, trust me,¡± Sarah shook her head, staring into her te, confused about which fry to pick and eat.


    ¡°Mess with you? Of course not. Thank God the rest of the words didn¡¯te out,¡± Alita simpered before covering her mouth with her hand.


    Sarah raised a brow at her.


    ¡°Hey¡­ now you¡¯re the one shooting threatening looks,¡± Alita let out an exaggerated giggle. Sarah rolled her eyes at her. ¡°Stop it, you know I live to make sure you are living,¡± she whined.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    ¡°I don¡¯t even want to put a thought to that,¡± Sarah jerked her head sideways.


    ¡°What are you talking about? You know if it weren¡¯t for me you would have not even met Luke,¡± Alita said and looked sideways.


    ¡°Really, Alita, you spilled a drink on him at that party and I almost didn¡¯t get my job because of that. We didn¡¯t even know he was Mr. Astor¡¯s PA untilter,¡± Sarah¡¯s eyes grew bigger. ¡°And you disappeared when someone pointed to him as the PA we were looking for,¡± Sarah blinked numerous times at Alita.


    ¡°Well¡­you have to travel some parts of your journey alone. I can¡¯t be there with you all the time,¡± Alita pressed her lips together to hold in the surge ofughter that gradually built up in her gut.


    Sarah cocked her head and then bit her lower lip. ¡°You are a stupid ass bitch, you know that,¡± she eximed.


    ¡°Come on,¡± Alita syed her hand in the air. ¡°I was in the middle of that anger that morphed into the crazy love you have for Luke now, so indeed, am living so you can live¡­¡± She raised her chin and nodded. ¡°Because of me, you got the man of your dreams that is gradually recing me in your life.¡±


    ¡°Wait,¡± Sarah paused as if giving serious thought to what Alita said and then scoffed, saying, ¡°you call losing your job living?¡± Sarah smacked her palms against herp. ¡°You are have gone mental, totally, I see it now¡­¡±


    ¡°Wow,¡± Alita drawled. ¡°That¡¯s where we are going with this?¡± Her face warped as she tightened her jaw.


    ¡°No, don¡¯t look at me with that face because you started it,¡± Sarah extended her hand and wiggled a finger in the air. She brought her hands down to her ss and picked it up to speak when Alita spoke.


    ¡°Right, I started it and now I am ending it,¡± Alita let her eyes droop. ¡°Just know you owe your wedding to me¡­¡±


    Sarah sipped her drink and Alita¡¯s eyes followed her ss up to her mouth and back on the table, she then looked at the ss of water Sarah pushed to her side of the table. ¡°Why do I have water, Sarah?¡± Alita pursed her lips and batted hershes at Sarah, staring at her expecting an exnation to justify why she had water and not juice in her ss.


    ¡°You ask that question when it¡¯s you who made the food and brought it down here for me,¡± Sarah pushed her ss farther away from Alita¡¯s reach.


    ¡°Alright, Sarah Harshman,¡± Alita grabbed her ss and gulped half the water, and dropped it on the ground next to her feet so she wouldn¡¯t have to stretch for it again.


    ¡°Girl, you will mop the whole room if you pour that water on the ground.¡±


    ¡°I won¡¯t, Harshman,¡± Alita squinted. ¡°I am that careful,¡± she muttered.


    ¡°Don¡¯t call me that. I¡¯ve told you a zillion times but your bug head won¡¯t stop,¡± Sarah whined.


    ¡°Sorry,¡± Alita said sarcastically.


    Sarah¡¯s face dulled as she shook her head sideways. ¡°Whatever,¡± she mumbled. She looked straight ahead at nothing and then jerked her head towards Alita. ¡°You know, I have been thinking about the whole drama,¡±


    ¡°What about it,¡± sadness overtook Alita¡¯s face.


    ¡°I think he has feelings for you,¡± Sarah muttered.


    ¡°He does?¡± Alita¡¯s face lit up.


    ¡°I might be wrong so don¡¯t get excited. I am not the person to trust about opinions concerning men as I have had my fair share of heartbreaks. But I do know Mr. Astor,¡± she said looking lost in her thoughts. ¡°The way he left the office in such a hurry¡­ he wouldn¡¯t do that if you do not interest him. It might as well truly be because of Julie, as I said anything I say can¡¯t be trusted, don¡¯t take it to heart,¡± she chuckled. ¡°He¡¯s changed though, ever since Julie, he¡¯s been a different person, better if I am allowed to say,¡± she squinted as she stared into Alita¡¯s eyes and said, ¡°you can¡¯t say a word of this to him, but really, he says more than usual these days and don¡¯tugh¡­ I think he is less of a grump¡­¡± she looked her face to the side and turned back to Alita. ¡°There¡¯s a great chance I am saying things just to make you feel better¡­¡± she covered her mouth with her hand.


    ¡°I do feel better,¡± Alita smiled weekly. ¡°At least he is only half the grump he was.¡±


    ¡°Although, Alita, I won¡¯t lie to you, he is not the kind of man you want to mess with. There¡¯s just too much attention andpetition and then there are histe-night affairs which I know you already know about,¡± Sarah peered into Alita¡¯s eyes.


    Alita ced her palm across her forehead and leaned forward until her elbow touched herp as she wrapped her other hand over her stomach. ¡± I know,¡± she muttered to herself.


    She was silent for a moment before joking off the bed and carrying her te. As she took a step forward she kicked the ss she had kept on the ground and the water spilled.


    ¡°Oops, turns out I not as full of care as I thought.¡±

 Chapter 32

    32


    ¡°Where has she gone to,¡± Benson muttered as he parked in his garage.


    He knew she had blocked and it bothered him. He feared she wouldn¡¯te back. He¡¯d not be surprised if she did. It would be typical of her. She was different from all the women he had had. They always wanted more either because of his enormous cock or his money. But Sarah was different. He knew she could decide to stay away from him for what he did.


    He felt helpless whenever he thought about it. If he had been a tad bit more responsible, everything would be normal. But he was helpless and not in control of himself. He med what happened on the alcohol that he took but deep down he knew he wanted to have her badly. He also knew the chances that the same 5hjnh would happen if he wasn¡¯t drunk were very high. He felt disappointed in himself self. Like, he had refused so many women in thest, some of which were named in front of him. What was different with Alita? He couldn¡¯t quite tell. He was flustered about it.


    He leaned on the door of his and crossed his arm over his chest, tightly squeezing his biceps. He looked down at his shoes without really looking. He was way up in his head battling between numerous thoughts and different possibilities. Had she shut him outpletely? Would shee back? She had to, for Julie¡¯s sake. He would make sure of it. But could do anything about the situation? He had never felt so incapacitated and foolish.


    He finally took the walk to the door. It seemed longer than usual to get to the door.


    Even though he knew the number won¡¯t go through, it gave him some constion to dial it again. At least he was trying.


    He drawled themand to ask the door open and had to say it again before the door opened. He sank into the couch closest to the door, throwing his phone to the side and closing his eyes.


    He thought about drinking to cool off but kicked against it as alcohol was at the center of the dilemma at hand.


    ¡°I am sorry,¡± he opened his eyes and spoke with an airy voice into space as he reclined, wishing she would hear him and appear from wherever she was and all will be okay.


    After a moment in silence and self-contempt, he said, ¡°where is a reset button when you need one?¡±


    He pressed his lips against each other and flickered hisshes, then the doorbell rang. He turned and saw Luke at the door. He pursed his lips, lifted himself off the couch, and then removed his suit jacket and unbuttoned his cor after struggling with removing his tie. He opened the door for Luke after drawing a long breath and letting it out.


    ¡°Morning¡­ Sir,¡± Luke greeted him.


    ¡°We saw each other this morning, Luke,¡± Benson rolled his eyes and jerked his head side. ¡°We literally sat next to each other in the meeting so drop that act and put the files down on the table. You already know I am babysitting and today,¡± he tightened his jaw.


    Luke walked to the table and dropped the files then turned to face Benson, saying, ¡°Yea, I know you are many sitting today and you are not happy about it so I have to be careful not to do or say something out of order that¡¯ll piss you off. You are not the best person to be around when you are like this,¡± Luke turned his face away towards the end of his statement. ¡°I should head back to work now,¡± he added.


    ¡°Really?¡± Benson raised his brows at Luke as he leaned forward.


    ¡°Sir, I don¡¯t know what to say right now.¡±


    ¡°I am not the best person to meet when I am upset, Luke, really?¡± Benson stared at him expectantly.


    ¡°I will not say anything, with all due respect, I love my job now more than ever,¡± Luke looked at the ring on his finger and imagined a wedding ring on it, then smiled. ¡°My life just started and I need to be able to fund it all the way through so forgive me if I am ying safe here.¡±


    ¡°Luke, calm your frenzy,¡± Benson spread hand his hand in front of him. ¡°I am not mad enough to fire you yet so hang up acting funny, and man, marriage is not worth the excitement you are throwing at it. Believe me, I have been there and it¡¯s not what you are thinking it is. Yeah, maybe at first, the first year would be amazing and all love-Dovey until you begin to see a different person emerge from the woman you married,¡± he said looking straight up at Luke who quietly wearing a nk expression. ¡°I¡¯m telling you, it just means you would bang one chick and live with her for the rest of your life with supernatural help. Can you sacrifice that?¡±


    Luke was quiet, giving a thought to what Benson had said. ¡°Yes, I can sacrifice that. I have had so many but she is the best and I can¡¯t afford to let her pass. She is the funniest and most serious person you¡¯ve ever met. And she has the body of your dreams and cares about you much as you care about her,¡± A wide smile grew on Luke¡¯s now dreamy face while he gesticted. ¡°You sit there and just stare at each other not saying a thing but somehow in that silence a million words are being said and that turns out to be the best conversation you¡¯ve had throughout the day. You would do anything to keep that treasure with you.¡±


    ¡°You are finished man, she¡¯s bewitched you,¡± Benson shook his head. In his mind, all he thought about, while Luke defended the life ahead of him, was Alita. He managed to hide the sadness he felt. He thought maybe he did feel that way about Alita.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    ¡°Call it whatever you want, man, I don¡¯t care, some call it luck struck, head over hills in love, but I just know I have never felt the way before. It¡¯s all new to me and I want to keep it forever, and it feels good to be bewitched. You should try it.¡±


    Benson pped his hand on his face while he nodded sideways. ¡°This is bad, really bad, you are far too gone down the drain. Nothing I say is going to get you back, is it?¡± His forehead crinkled. He threw his hand in the air, saying, ¡°I wish you good luck, man, I mean what are the odds that you get a divorce after the first year, huh, very slim¡­¡± he jerked his head up and down continuously. ¡°Wait¡­¡± his eyes rolled into his head. ¡°I didn¡¯t know Sarah was funny. She was always serious, loading me with paperwork and meetings. The best I have seen is a simper. Uh, I hate work ethic. It so official that you never meet the real person beneath the very necessary act.¡±


    ¡°Man, I have been wanting to talk to you but you have been such a grouch these days that there was a fifty percent that if we had this conversion I might lose something important or get a demotion,¡± Luke simpered.


    ¡°Okay, a lot of things I don¡¯t know about myself¡­¡± Benson folded his hand over his chest and stood off the couch. ¡°Go on,¡±


    ¡°Right¡­ this might seem a little overboard and personal but I am your personal assistant so I am probably not crossing any boundaries, hopefully,¡± he squinted his eyes jotted his shoulder, s and pocketed his right hand.


    ¡°I have a good feeling about this,¡± Benson said sarcastically.


    ¡°Here goes nothing,¡± Luke caressed the back of his neck. His tone dulled as he said, ¡°we rarely talk these days. You are hardly around even¡­ you drink a lot, talk less, you¡¯re angrier¡­¡± he paused to observe Benson¡¯s countenance and then continued, saying, ¡°I told you, the clubbing and the drinking never do you good. It only worsens the situation.


    ¡°Tell me about it,¡± Benson murmured to himself.


    ¡°Life is better when you are focused on one and just one who¡¯s worth being with. Once upon a time I patronized moving from one girl to another having sex here and there and drinking too but it only made it worse. And I missed the days with¡­ well I am better now and I found someone even better.¡±


    ¡°I guess we have both been to bad ces with girls, right?¡± Benson said


    ¡°Yes¡­I guess,¡± Luke gazed upward. ¡°I have been with you for long enough to know that something is eating you up from the inside out and it¡¯s bad and it shows. Whatever it is, you have to fix it before you¡¯re far too worn down to repair.¡±


    ¡°Sarah has made you a therapist, hasn¡¯t she?¡± Benson twinkled his eyes and feigned a smile.


    ¡°She a made me a lot of things more,¡± Luke grinned.

 Chapter 33

    ¡°You know you are going to have to get up and go to work, right?¡± Sarah said as she picked up her bag and headed out to the door. ¡°For Julie¡¯s sake, don¡¯t be a bitch or you have drugged your heart to sleep with your sedatives, then you must go. As much as I feel you, I can¡¯t allow you to make little Julie suffer because you can¡¯t face a man you are having a crush on. After all, you are not sure he digs you,¡± Sarah red at Alita and then hung her head and walked up, banging the door closed behind her.


    The sound of the door startled Alita. She reluctantly got off the bed and dragged her feet to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and her face contorted. Her eyes drooped and were red like she spent the night swimming in alcohol, her cheek was puff, you could say swollen. She picked up her brush and put more toothpaste than she normally would. As she brushed her teeth, she pictured meeting Benson and then sneered. There was no way in hell it wouldn¡¯t be the most awkward moment she ever had. What would she say to him? What would he say to her?


    Sarah¡¯s words rung over and over in her head while she prepared to go. ¡°For Julie,¡± she muttered after parking her hair with a ribbon. She decided to walk instead of taking a cab. She wasn¡¯t in a haste. She didn¡¯t want to go even.


    Her feet stiffened when she was a few feet away from the door. She heaved and gasped for air as she suddenly felt breathless. She took a few slow steps towards the door said the usualmand to open it, it opened and she came face to face with Benson and froze for a split second. She cleared her throat and raised her head and slightly lifted her shoulders. ¡°Good morning Mr. Astor,¡± she fiddled with her fingers in front of her. ¡°I heard you got my text prettyte and was at my house looking for me,¡± she blinked. ¡°I wasn¡¯t feeling well so I texted youte in the night and before you ask why I didn¡¯t call, it was prettyte in the night and texting seemed the best option at the time.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay¡­hope you are feeling better now,¡± Benson pocketed his hand as he peered into her eyes. She looked away and so did he. ¡°I had toe back and stay with Julie since you were not here, but that is okay too. I haven¡¯t had that kind of time with her in a long time and it was more good for me than it was for her. I had forgotten what herugh sounded like¡­and she called me daddy, somewhat. She is growing fast and it is overwhelming.¡±


    ¡°Right, you guys bonded while I wasn¡¯t here,¡± she pressed her lips together. ¡°I should go and check on her to make sure she is in one piece,¡± she gesticted and then walked past him, face glued to the ground. She went around the couches instead of following straight and through them just so she wouldn¡¯t be close to him. She held her breath until she had bolted the door behind her in Julie¡¯s room. She rested her back on the door as she bnced her breath. She heard Julie cackle and raised her face towards her. The sight of the bed sent a chill running down her spine and she felt her clit throb. She shook her head in confusion. The atmosphere in the room felt different. She mped her thighs together as pictures of that night of their meeting shed through her eyes. Her body created sensations that coursed through her body. She shook her head furiously as she shut her eyes in a poor attempt to shake the thoughts of her mind and to rid her body of the d¨¦j¨¤ vu chills that overwhelmed her.


    She walked to Julie¡¯s bed and knelt by her. She felt warmth on her chest as she beheld the simple happiness and graceful smiles were a wonder to behold. ¡°I am sorry I put myself over you,¡± she said feeling a heaviness on her face.


    She caressed Julie¡¯s soft cheeks and smiled as she did. It was freeing to be with her. She wished she was little Julie whose only problems were food a good bath and sleep. No emotional tragedies. She wanted to bask in the fundamental simplicity of life like Julie even if that was impossible.


    She sat on the ground and sprawled as her thoughts ran amok. She knew she would have to create boundaries that would never be crossed again. She needs to set rules she won¡¯t break to keep their rtionship as innocent as possible. Sex simply couldn¡¯t happen between them. Not until she is ready for it, that is if she ever would be after ruining the first her first time with him because she couldn¡¯t control herself and simply say no when she needed to.


    She pulled out her phone and tapped a browser open and typed ¡®How to resist a man¡¯ into the search bar and waited for it to load up results. She was so helpless that she was now looking for external knowledge to extinguish her vulnerability to Benson. She browsed through a few websites and found little to no tip that was helpful in her situation. She hissed and dropped her phone on herp and kneaded her temple with her finger. She felt a searing pain strike her head and she squinted. The headache had beening and going like that since that morning.


    She nced up to the ceiling and wiped her hand over her face and groaned. She stood up and reached for her purse that she had tossed to the ground just before making sure the door won¡¯t open from the outside except she opened it. All the doors in the house wereputerized so all the had to do was press a button and the door was jammed until she pressed it again. `


    She threw two pills of the painkillers she always carried for such emergencies into her mouth and swallowed it. A memory of her mother scolding her for throwing pills into her mouth with drinking them with water shed through her mind and she smirked. She always did exactly the opposite of whatever her mum asked her to do. Making things forbidden just makes it the only thing she wanted to do. What are the odds that you won¡¯t open a door your dad says not to?


    Soon the drug kicked in and she felt better. She stood up and went out of the room to the living room. After being sure that Benson was not in the house anymore, she sighed and looked around the room. She decided to clean the whole house and went right to it.


    ***


    Benson was happy to see Alita back at the house. It lifted some weight off his chest but he was still heavy-hearted. She was still avoiding him and she hadn¡¯t unblocked his number. He had tried to call her earlier that morning but got the same message he was getting the previous day about not being able to call her number. The drive to work was worrisome.


    She was still avoiding him too. She was barely looking at him. He was disturbed about it and was frustrated about the fact that he could not do anything about it. It was, in fact, safer not to do anything. Normally he would take a detour to a bar and drink himself to stupor and then call Luke and tell him to take care of everything as he won¡¯t being to work for that day, but he was currently staying away from alcohol and anything that would upset his normal state of mind and consciousness.


    He drove into his garage andid his head on the wheel for a considerable amount of time beforeing and heading straight to his office. His countenance was warning enough for everyone that say him to leave him be. As he walked by, he heard murmurs from his workers but turned a blind ear to the whispers he heard.


    After about a minute of entering his office, Luke came in, and as soon as he saw him, he took the same face Benson had on ¨Cthe typical look of a heavy-hearted man who is in regrets about something he did.


    ¡°C¡¯mon man, what is going on with you,¡± Luke inquired pulling a seat for himself.


    ¡°You should probably leave me be right now. You might lose something important,¡± Benson said, flickering hisshes after rubbing his palm over his face.


    ¡°No, I¡¯m not leaving you like this,¡± Luke blurted. ¡°You look too bad, Benson, talk to me.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m just tired from a whole day of being a nanny, that¡¯s all,¡± Benson lied.


    ¡°No, man, you can¡¯t do that right now,¡± Luke syed his hand in front of him and then pped his palms on the table. ¡°You didn¡¯t look this bad the day you found Julie in front of your door, so that doesn¡¯t cut it. Spill your guts and be rid of this weight that is eating at you.¡±


    ¡°I look that bad?¡± Benson asked, his eyes crinkled


    Like nodded.


    ¡°I think I am in love,¡± Benson muttered under his breath but Like heard and his eyes bulged.This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    ¡°What the¡­ you in love?¡± Like yelled. ¡°Un-freaking-believable!¡± Luke eximed.


    ¡°With Alita¡­¡± Benson said looking downward as he drummed his fingers on the table.


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