Rendezvous at Silver Lining

Sarah’s POV: MINE

That man f****d the hell outta me. I tried to get myself together but my legs were wobbly and I was damn near hallucinating. I passed out and was out cold for a while. Raphael woke me up around 11:30 pm so I could go home and get myself together for work tomorrow. My ass couldn't think past a second with how much of a haze I was in. He had someone drive me home and will have one of his drivers deliver my car to me before I have to leave for work.

The next day…

I got into work a little early. Even though Raphael rocked my world the night before, I still was hungry for more. I wore a deep blue ribbed turtle-neck midi dress that contoured my figure. It had long sleeves and a keyhole cut out right over my breast, and they were pushed up and out to give off the perfect cleavage. I had my blonde hair in a high ponytail and with my bangs out. The middle was short while the sides of my bangs were longer. I wore my usual makeup and had blue pointed heels. I looked gorgeous as always. I wanted to look especially good just so I could entice Raphael more than I already do. I made my way up to the office building, and as usual, my appearance received praise and compliments. I smiled and waved and sauntered into my soon to be hubby’s kingdom. After yesterday, a wedding ring has to be close by. I entered the elevator and reached the top floor. My legs moved on their own and headed to my station when I spotted Raphel and that b***h in her office. They were so close together and he was all up in her personal space. I saw the moment he reached out to touch her face and she melted. My blood boiled at the sight while flashes of last night shot through my head.

How can he one moment be so deep in me, damn near touch my soul and the next tryna whisk someone else away?

She had to have done something to him. He couldn't possibly be interested in that. She was short, fat, and black. I'm tall, petite and have the fairest skin. Sure I've seen him with a plethora of different types of women but none that look like her. I'm more his speed. I'm more his type, so why is he so infatuated with that beast? I stormed to my desk and threw my stuff down. I needed to keep my composure. She will not rattle me. I refuse to believe that she's who he really wants. He's had his playthings before and so have I, but we've both always come back to each other. A few moments later, I saw him walking towards his office. I stood and walked in front of my desk pretending to be busy and dropped something. I bent down just as he came pass, my ass brushed against his side. I looked back and he moved towards his door paying me no mind. I jumped up.

“Good morning, Mr.McCoy.”

I put on my best seductive voice as I leaned against my desk, placing my foot against the wall of my desk. He looked back at me and I gave him my bedroom eyes.

“Morning, Ms. Welsh”

The hell?

I flinched at hearing my last name and stared at him like he was crazy. What the hell was going on? He's hardly ever called me by my last name. The only time he does is when he's at least balls deep in me. He began to open his door and enter and I followed after him.

“Uhh, is everything alright?”

“Everything's fine. I have a busy schedule today and can't afford the idle chit chat.”

Bullshit! He had all the time in the world talking to that whale in her office but none for me?

“Raphael, are you ok? Is there someth-”

“I'm fine and there's nothing wrong. As I stated before, I have a busy schedule to keep, so be on your way. Your schedule isn't free either, so I advise you to get to work as well. Close the door behind you.”

My heart dropped to the floor. What the f**k just happened? Why was he suddenly so cold? My mind went back to Divinity and her office. The b***h must have told him to be indifferent towards me. But why would he listen? What did I do? I frowned and sat at my desk and needed to figure out a way to put an end to whatever they have going on.

Close to around 1:30, I wrapped up my notes and intake for the day. Raphael’s schedule was ready for the rest of the week and I just finished rewriting his notes from his previous meeting from the day. I was moving to notes from the meeting I just left 15 minutes ago. He hasn't come back from the meeting room yet. He spoke with a partner about their new venture and hasn't made it back to his office. I wanted to be out of here by 2- 2:30 the latest. I heard footsteps and thought it was Raphael. I looked up with a smile, hoping that what happened in the morning was a fluke. I immediately rolled my eyes and dropped my smile when Divinity walked up. Honestly I don't see the appeal. She never dressed appropriately for work. I guess it's fine since there's no real dress code, but still. The position she's in, she should want to dress better than the bullshit she always wore. She walked up to my desk.

“Hey. Is Mr.McCoy here? I need to speak with him.”

I rolled my eyes at her.

“No he isn't. What do you want with him, anyway. You don't have an appointment with him for today.”

She just looked at me.

“I told you that I need to speak with him. When will he be back?”

“I don't know, but I doubt he'll have time for you. So just leave already. You're taking up too much space.”

I smirked at her knowing she'll be offended. My smile fell when she smirked back at me.

“I'll just wait then.”

She took a seat in the lounge area directly next to my station outside of Raphael’s door. She sat in a chair and crossed her legs, looking straight ahead waiting for him. The sight of her angered me. Everyone listens to me and does as I say. She was testing me and I've obviously been too lenient. I smiled spread across my face as I figured I'd give her the rundown of the events last night. Maybe then she'll take a hint. I stood and walked to stand right in front of her. She looked up at me. The way she stared just boiled my blood more. This fat b***h thought she was hot s**t. She won't be able to look at me like that anymore once I'm done.

“You should just give it up.”

She raised her brow at me.

“Give what up?”

“This charade you have with my Raphael. He's not interested.”

I smiled at her and she continued with this bored stare of hers.

“Did I ask what you thought? No. There is no charade. What are you even talking about?”

“Ha. Like you don't know. Just because he took you to the ball doesn't mean nothing. He did that for business purposes only.”

I crossed my arms under my breast and stood over her.

“Are you really talking about that? Girl, that was last weekend. Be upset with Mr.McCoy, not me. He uninvited you, not me. I didn't ask and didn't want to attend. So, if you don't mind getting out of my line of sight, you're starting to burn my eyes.”

I flared my nostrils at her and couldn't believe what she was saying to me. No one speaks to me that way and I damn sure wasn't going to let her do it.

“It didn't seem that way this morning. You were all up on him. What do you have to say about that, huh? Stay away from him. HE'S MINE.”

I was fuming at that point. I was done playing games with her. She needed to know her place and I would be sure to help her find it. That's when she snickered at me.

“You can't be serious right now. You doing all this cause YOU know HE doesn't want you. What he wants. Who he talks to, and what he does has absolutely nothing to do with you. So again, get outta my face. I'm done with this discussion”

I smiled at her.

“Oh no. He wants me. He had me all night long last night. He f****d my brains out and almost had me call out of work because my legs were so weak. He had me c*m over and over and over again. I screamed his name so much I lost my voice at one point but he f****d me into finding it again. He had me squirting all over him and sucking down all his c*m that I'm still full. So, yes, he does want me.”

I stood above her proudly. At least now she'll learn her place and know no man like Raphael would ever want someone or something like her. She began to look around and looked behind her and gave me a confused look.

“What? What are you looking for?”

I was confused by her movements.

“Oh. I was just looking for the f***s I give, cause you must have thought I gave one. I'm pretty sure I left all my f***s to give at home on my dresser. Then I thought you must've been talking to one of your little friends cause I know you weren't talking to me… Oh wait, you thought you had a friend? You may have friends, but it sure s**t aint with me. I don't remember asking for your whole life's story or your hoe tendencies. Whatever you thought you were gonna get out of this conversation only worked to show me that you are his c*m bucket and nothing more and yet you're proud? Glad it ain't me. But hey… you like it, I love it.”

She smiled at me and my anger reached a boiling point. How dare she speak to me that way.

“Listen you ugly, fat black b***h, don't ever speak to me that way again. He's mine, not yours. He would never lower himself to your level. You're not worthy of him nor are you worthy to be in his presence. You'll be good to only lick the bottom of his shoes but nothing more.”

Her smile faded and she glared at me. I smiled at her reaction. She was finally learning to stay in her lane.

“I must apologize. I've obviously allowed you too much space. Bitches too muthafucking comfortable for me.”

She stood up and walked towards me. I took a step back, not sure what she was gonna do.

“You got too comfortable with Raphael when he's mine. So back the f**k up off him.!”

I stood my ground and glared back at her.

She's shorter than me plus I have heels on so she had to look up to meet my gaze.

“Ima need you to get your whole life in order because talking to me like that, gonna get you sent to a funeral home real quick. Before you ever think to say some s**t like that out your nasty ass mouth again, you better pick up Raphael’s d**k and suck on it cause that's the only time you'll be able to say a d**k just saved your life. Speak like that again and watch what happens.”

She looked at me with a look I've never seen from her before. It had me taking a step or two back. That's when Raphael walked up on us. He looked at that whale with concern but cut his eyes at me. After she stormed off he yelled at me and called me into his office.

I was devastated. He cut me off. Our whole situation is no more because of that w***e. I left crying and headed to the bathroom. I hated feeling this way. How could he choose her over me? I couldn't believe it. After my body finished being wrecked from my sobs, my tears and sadness turned to anger. That b***h will pay for this and I will win him back.

You don't ever wanna make an enemy out of me… and she has.