The Whispering Past

CHAPTER FIVE

Elizabeth wept bitterly as she bowed her head in shame.

"I'm glad you've finally remembered…" Mike said as Elizabeth cut in.

"That's in the past! I'm no longer a prostitute!" Elizabeth blurted amidst tears.

"Once a prostitute, always a prostitute. If you want to work here without having any problems with me, then, you will have to do my bidding, and any day you disobey me, I'll expose you!" Mike threatened.

"What do you want from me?" Elizabeth asked.

Mike smiled mischievously as he stared at her.

"I need you. Ever since I had a nightstand with you, I've always desired to have you over and over again. I've always wondered if I'd ever meet you again but fate brought us back together." Mike said smiling sheepishly.

"This is not right. I can't do this!" Elizabeth protested.

"Then, get ready to lose your job or better still, be exposed," Mike replied.

"I'm your boss, remember." he continued as he stroked his beard.

Elizabeth couldn't utter a word. She knew she was in for it. She stood and left the office slamming the door.

Mike laughed mischievously as Elizabeth left his office.

"Let's see how she'd escape this. It's either she obeys me or she gets fired and her past revealed." He said to himself.

Immediately Elizabeth got to the reception, she sat down and bowed her head on her desk as she wept quietly.

Only Charlotte noticed and heard her cry. She stood and knelt beside her.

"Hey, what's wrong? What did he do to you? Did he hit you? Did he shout at you? What happened?" Charlotte asked wondering why Elizabeth was crying.

"I don't like him. The sight of him irritates me." Elizabeth blurted as she sniffed.

"Why? What did he do?" Charlotte asked further.

"He's just so mean," Elizabeth muttered as she sniffed.

"That's how he is. He's more mean when you break the rules of this company. You have to get used to it. Just do all you can to please him and ensure you don't fall into his black book, ok?" Charlotte said.

"Yeah. Thanks, Charlie." Elizabeth said as she wiped her face with a napkin and got back to work while Charlotte went back to her desk.

The following day, Elizabeth was busy preparing some documents when Mike summoned her to his office.

"Oh! Not again", she grumbled as she rounded up what she was doing and went to see him.

Every step she took closer to his office was like a step closer to death. She breathed in and out several times to calm herself.

"Elizabeth, calm down. He's not a beast. He won't devour you." she said to herself as she got to Mike's office.

She knocked on the door twice and walked in.

"Good morning sir", she greeted with a smile.

"Good morning, my angel. How are you doing today?" Mike replied with a dashing smile.

"I'm not your angel." Elizabeth thought to herself.

"Won't you say anything?" Mike asked.

Elizabeth was already pissed but she tried her best to control her emotions.

"I'm fine sir," she replied forcing a smile.

"You sent for me sir. Is anything the problem?" she asked curious about why he called her to his office.

"I need you to help me arrange my desk. Put these pending documents on my left and put the rest on my right. Then, neatly arrange the remaining items on my desk." Mike said as he stood.

"Just that?" Elizabeth asked in disappointment.

She wondered why he couldn't arrange it by himself. Besides, this wasn't part of her job description. She just did it to avoid having issues with him.

"You can come over to my seat so that you can arrange them easily," Mike added.

Elizabeth walked over to where she sat and started arranging the documents. Mike touched her waist and she flinched.

"Stop this sir! I'm your employee and not your s*x object!" Elizabeth yelled at him without thinking about the consequences of her action.

"Really? But you were once a s*x object. Weren't you?" Mike mocked as Elizabeth sighed.

"Yes, but that's in the past now. You ought to have grown past this. For God's sake, I was a teenager then. I was naive and foolish. I thought I was enjoying my life but little did I know that I was gradually destroying myself." Elizabeth said with a sober look.

"Ohh! So pathetic!" Mike teased.

Elizabeth ignored him and continued arranging his desk. When she was done, she wanted to leave his office when he held her back.

"What again? I thought you…" Elizabeth complained as Mike cut in.

"You don't leave my office until I ask you to." Mike retorted and let go of her hand.

"What do you want?" Elizabeth asked with a shrug.

"You know what I want. Just give it to me and I promise to give you whatever you want." Mike pleaded.

"You still haven't told me what you want from me," Elizabeth replied even though she knew what he meant.

Mike moved closer to her and grabbed her by her waist. He looked into her eyes and said:

"I need you to be mine. I just want you. I want all of you." Mike said desperately as Elizabeth remembered when he asked for a nightstand with her at the nightclub seven years ago.

"No. I can't be yours. I'm not a public commodity. I'm not that cheap." Elizabeth protested as she shook his hands off her waist.

"Please, don't do this to me. Remember what I told you when I first met you at the nightclub? I meant every single word of it though I wasn't ready to get married. Betty, I love you so much. Please, say yes to me." Mike pleaded.

"Do you love me or do you desire my body?" Elizabeth asked with a serious look.

"I love you but I also want your body…" Mike said shyly.

"You are crazy. By the way, the Lady that you slept with seven years ago is not the same lady standing in front of you now. She's changed. She has moral standards…" Elizabeth said boldly but politely.

"Then get ready for I will make life miserable for you in this company. Let's see who wins in the end." Mike replied angrily.

"I'm only respecting you as my boss. I'd have kicked your balls for harassing me." Elizabeth snapped.

"Leave my office!" Mike ordered as Elizabeth gladly left his office.

Mike sat on his desk and thought for a while.

"I refuse to believe that she's a changed person. She's still a slut to me. I must have her and there's nothing she can do about it! She can only rattle for all I care. She can't do anything! I'm t

he boss here! You either do as I say or you have yourself to blame!" He thought aloud as he stood and sat on his seat.