Sundown Affair ✔️

Prologue

Prologue

It was a lovely Friday morning, well I thought it was, until I was fired from work due to allegedly seducing my immediate superior.

I know what you're wondering, did I? Or did I not?

I am satisfied with my career and never thought of banging a 40 year old married man even for perks or promotion.

I was known as the 'very friendly girl' since high school and at 24 being an Assistant with a benefit of living in a penthouse suite, still didn't excused me for being the 'very friendly girl'.

Let me tell you the difference of being too friendly and being easy. Being friendly is tolerating a flirty or non flirty conversation with a known friend or a stranger with your dignity intact. Being easy is accepting bullshit conversation with a stranger that ends up with you naked and embarrassed with yourself.

It was a bad habit I guess... Being too friendly did have boomerang issues - like stalkers who creeps you out with calls and crazy messages and shit jealous people who tries to bring you down.

But still, I'm confident with myself and I let everyone see that. Sometimes others get the wrong impression and finds it right to call me a slut, I don't mind. I just think it matters if it affects my normal day to day activities.

Like when I get fired from a job I like and I do well. Just because of a lying prick who thinks in between his legs.

Flirting and being friendly doesn't mean a girl is a slut. Sometimes, it just means they are confident enough to talk back at pricks who thinks they can have every girl on the palm of their hands.

Mr. Jackson Lucas is one of those pricks - too much of a prick to even tell everyone in Kritzler Inc that I was the one to seduce him at 9 in the evening inside his own office.

To tell you my side of the story, that d*ck Jackson was the one to made me stay that late in the office for a presentation due by Monday. He was the one to corner me on his desk asking if I could give him a little treat with my little sassy mouth.

Of course, I did do what I did best. I gave him sass, saying I don't s*ck d*cks for free. I was actually real disrespected that night... And me saying I blow for a couple benjamins was not what I exactly meant. I wanted him to f*ck off with a sass on the side.

Now I remembered...

Rapists are known to love scared victims more compared. They want the thrill. They want being in charge, in control. That's why they are rapists.

For those who watched the Red Sparrow, have you noticed how J Law handled the boy from her class? She showed to him that she wasn't taking his shit. Hence he left, and one less of a man I swear.

Principles, also one of the things I hold dear. I would never deliberately get close to guys who are married.

I never saw Mr. Lucas as a man to take to bed or anything and I won't s*ck a d*ck for a fifty or a hundred. I can give it for free, if I want to.

But it seems like 'sluts' don't get to say no... As the next week came and I was immediately fired from work due to sexual harrassment.

CCTVs weren't installed inside private offices for personal reasons, however I was seen flushed when I went out of Jackson's office after 1hr of being inside.

F*ck that was the worst Friday of my life and today being Monday night is even worse.

My bills were piling up from the shopping I did just the weekend before spending almost half of my bank account and hell I need to find a job soon to pay my penthouse suite.

So here I am at the bar just 3 blocks away from home, downing shots of pure vodka. Yes, this is my resolve. Alcohol and partying alone.

F*ck working and f*ck married men who couldn't even have a good f*ck with their f*cking wife to ask someone for a good f*cking blowj*b

Damn the vodka was talking. I smiled at the thought and just let my high school spirit feel alive.

Tonight will be me and my drink. No one else and nothing more, I promised myself. I will let every man in this room to gouge out their eyeballs cuz all they could do is watch me be lit.