Forbidden Desire;A secretary’s secret

Emma POV I froze before my broken safebox, I couldn't believe my eyes. The money I had saved up to pay for a new rent and be free from my aunt and her kids were gone. My bulging eyes began to quiver and my lips trembled, my heart raced and boiled in anger. I couldn't control my emotions, I stormed out from my room in rage to the living room. Cassy and Aunt Kathy were there with Cassy's piano teacher. Cassy sat in front of the piano smiling as the teacher congratulated him for getting the right keys for the song she was singing. The teacher sat behind the piano, while Aunt Kathy sat on the sofa a few feet away. "Stop! Who the hell went to my room and broke my safe?" I asked loudly in anger bringing an end to the piano session. All eyes were on me, Maggy my aunt's younger child ran down the stairs. "Hey, what's going..." "Maggy! Did you go to the room and touch my safe?" I asked loudly again. "Emma, you are interrupting my piano..." "Shut the f**k up!" "Emma!" Aunt Kathy called out. "What is wrong with you? Can't you see my son is having his piano lesson? Whatever you are asking for can wait." "No, it can't. I have been saving my money for over a year now, and someone had the guts to break my safe and stole my money. I need answers now, who the hell went to my room and broke my safe!" I responded angrily. Aunt Kathy walked up to me, "Hey, Emma. What the hell is wrong with you raising your voice in my house all because of a lost money? Have you gone nuts?" "I will not just raise my voice, I will do more if I don't get to know which of your miserable kids went to my room and stole my money!" I spat out the harsh words right before Aunt Kathy's face and what came next was a hard slap at my cheek. I held my cheek and stood still, it was like a dream to be slapped by my aunt, at my age. "Don't you ever talk about my kids that way again. Who the hell do you think you are? This is my house and everything here belongs to me. You want to know what happened to the money in your safebox? Fine, I took it. Cassy needed to pay for his piano class and I ran out of money to pay for it, so I broke the safebox and took the money." I couldn't believe the words my aunt was spilling out to me. "You what?" I didn't let tears out of my eyes in front of the kids. "I work three different jobs a week, so I can have enough to take care of myself. You don't do anything for me except having me stay here, but you always do everything possible to ruin my life." "Do you think I wanted you here? Ever since my brother and your mother died, I had to act like a good aunt and give you a home and now you are raising your voice at me and my kids in my own house. You are no longer accepted here, Emma. Take your ungrateful looking face out of my house!" He smirked, and frowned. I went up to my room and took my phone, returning to the living room I said to Aunt Kathy, "To hell with you and your miserable kid!" I walked out of the house and slammed the door hard, the sound made Maggy shivered. I left my aunt's house about an hour past dusk. I took a stroll for a while along the main street. I didn't pay attention to my surroundings, I just wanted to find a way to clear my head. I have been living with my aunt for over two decades, my parents died in a car accident when I was a kid. I finished my elementary and high school education living with my aunt. I wrote a scholarship exam and got into college. I tried several jobs to raise money to support my education in college, but I was unable to meet up so I dropped out in my second year. My aunt made me do almost everything for her and her kids, I got fed up. I worked as a sales representative at a mall, and also a waiter in a hotel during the weekends at night. The multiple jobs were to raise money to get a place of my own and move out from my aunt's. I would have left a long time ago but I wasn't motivated until I met a college friend of mine, Lucy, a few weeks ago. Lucy was my roommate in college, now she works as a digital marketer in Lake Ventures; she owns an apartment and a car. I didn't feel relieved as I walked on the street. I waved down a cab and it stopped in front of me. "5th Street. Stop me by the club," I said to the driver. It was a twenty five minute drive, I got down and stood in front of the club. I got in and went straight to the bartender. I sat on the bar stool and ordered a drink. The DJ was playing hip-hop beats, and the bartender slid the cup on the table towards me. I snatched it without looking at him. I wasn't the kind that takes alcohol whenever I'm sad, but at this moment I needed one. I held the cup up to my face. Yes, I needed it, but I didn't feel like taking the drink. I dropped it down and looked aside. Someone walked up to the bar and sat next to me. He passed cash to the bartender, I didn't know how much, I wasn't looking. I guessed it would be an amazing amount to make the bartender bring in a bottle and two glass cups. He pulled out the drink on both, and passed a cup to me. I had been to this club a couple of times and I hadn't seen him before. He had well-cut black hair, black small eyes and smelled like lavender. "That's yours." "As you can see I can mine," I said looking away from him. He smirked, "But you ain't drinking it. You need company, to hear you out and help you drink. So do I." He moved the cup to me, "Please, I insist." I was in need of company, that was true, more than the alcohol. "Thank you," I took it. One hand holding the drink I poured for myself, and the other holding the man's drink. He took his own and threw it all, and gulped. "You're having a sad day? so do I. Living a life without the chance to make your own choices. Looking fulfilled and successful on the outside, bit a slave on the inside." His words were sipping into my mind, it was like he was speaking out about my feelings. I turned to him, his face was straightforward. "If I could run away from my fate. If only I could," he chuckled. He turned to me and said, "How about you? Is life treating you fair?"