HIS SEDUCTION

I See You

"Why?″ My voice was hoarse, the bile in my throat was painful, it was burning from holding back the tears. I blinked my eyes to push back the tears and breathed in.

He was an arm away from me. One stride and I was within his reach.

He took a step forward."You shouldn't have survived. Because of you, they're gone. Gone forever and so should you! " His voice was filled with remorse and animosity.

I let the tears fall. My heart ached. I couldn't breathe.

"I didn't know! Please...Please..."

A strangled scream was ripped out of my throat as my body shot upward. My hands gripped the sides of my head, my heart pounding erratically.

Crying, I shook my head to get rid of those words he threw at me, but it was hopeless. They hurt just as real. His face pursued around my mind no matter how much I tried to shut my eyes and flapped my head.

"Please, go away! Go away!" The sweat covered my forehead down my spine, over my stomach, and all over me. I burst into crying and it felt good to cry. "I didn't do anything. Why do you have to hate me!" I whispered, brokenly pleading, but nobody answered me... Nobody will.

I let my hand slam on my chest, as my eyes kept tearing up, thinking it could hurt me and numb the pain from within. But it didn't.

I laid on my back, breathing in a manner that was not regular. How could I forget him when, even in my dreams, he hunted me? This had become a regular occurrence. Me, waking up from a dream crying or flustered because some of the dreams were very carnal until I fell back asleep again.

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Another day had come. I ploddingly got up from the comfort of my bed. I quickly took a shower. I never bothered shaving at all, not that I have a lot of hair to shave. My legs were smooth and hairless. There wasn't much hair on my body to remove, which I was glad about.

I chose a simple outfit today- a casual sleeveless sundress with a floral design. This suited the weather in Los Angeles. Summer here was warm and mostly dry with a scorching sun glaring at you in the afternoon.

The weather seemed to harmonize with my life; its warm breeze, its dryness in the air. I could feel the warmth but I felt desiccated inside. My life had been on a roller coaster since I left. Nothing interested me nor caught my attention. Everything was just so dull.

I sighed before taking a deep breath to normalize my nerves. I had to keep my chin up and move forward. Life must go on.

My serviceable car appeared in my sight. Poor baby, when was the last time I pampered you? It was an old one but it still served its purpose.

I slid inside and, with a sigh, I turned the engine to life.

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It took me a half-an-hour drive to the publishing company where I had worked for two weeks. It was fortunate that when I applied they hired me immediately, saying the position was indeed available for taking. I couldn't have been happier.

Impressively profitable and operational for 10 years now, the company has been relatively average in size, providing jobs to almost 200 employees. People here were kind, but yeah, I had just joined the company, so it was too soon to conclude, but at any rate, I was still grateful to be employed.

The middle-aged man who was perched at the entrance graced me with his welcoming smile. It was Bert.

"Good morning, Lady. How are you today?" He greeted me with glee. And every time, his cheerfulness was contagious.