enemies
932 Words
And I did exactly that i kept pushing my finger into and out of her wen she relaxed a bit I added another finger and started going very fast she was now trashing on the bed and I knew she was close and intentionally slowed down and asked her what does she want
“I want you to make me c*m “ she said
“Say please “
“Please daddy make me c*m”
Immediately I heard that word “daddy “ I was lost with the way I was feeling I’ve felt this way b4 and didn’t think I could cause of a simple word “daddy”
I lost all reasoning and took off all my clothes literally tore some trying to get off as so as possible
I watched as her chest moved up and down and her lips swollen from all the kissing
I tore off her skirt and panties off
ahhhhh damn it why was i been distracted right now i needed to work, their were f*****g deals worth billions in front of me but all i could think about was a disobedient woman.
pov. Gladys
His words stayed with me long after I left his office.
“I was getting bored i should’ve felt relieved that I had some leverage Instead i felt like I had just stepped deeper into something dangerous.
It started small too small.
At first, I thought I was imagining it.
The same black car parked across the street every evening.
The same man standing a little too long by the gate.
Watching.
Three days later.
I stayed late at work.
The office had emptied out hours ago, leaving only the faint hum of the air conditioner and the distant echo of my footsteps.
I packed my bag quickly, glancing at the clock.
8:47 PM.
Too late.
I headed toward the elevator, pressing the button.
Waiting.
The silence felt… wrong.
The doors slid open.
I stepped in.
Pressed Ground Flosaid.
The doors began to close—
Then suddenly a hand shot through, stopping them my heart jumped
Two men stepped inside i frowned slightly they weren’t staff their eyes didn’t even look at me at first,just the numbers then slowly…
One of them smiled.
Cold.
My stomach dropped.
“Miss Gladys,” he said
My blood ran cold.
“How do you—” he didn't let me finish
“Boss wants to see you,” the other one cut in.
I forced a small laugh. “You must have the wrong person.”
The first man stepped closer too close.“No,” he said quietly. “We don’t.”
The elevator suddenly felt too small too tight.
I moved back instinctively.
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” I said firmly.
A pause.
Then—
The smile disappeared.
“Wrong answer.”
Before I could react one of them grabbed my arm i gasped, struggling immediately. “Let go of me!”
“Stop making this hard,” he muttered.
Panic surged through me i pushed, kicked, tried to pull free the elevator dinged.
Ground floor the doors opened.
And for a split second—
Hope.
I screamed.
“Help—!”
A hand clamped over my mouth.
“Shut up.”
Fear hit me hard now this wasn’t random.
Then—A voice cold familiar deadly
“Take your hands off her everything froze.
The grip on me tightened for a second—
Then slowly loosened.
I turned.
Mr. Jordan.
Standing just outside the elevator.
His expression…
I had never seen it like that before.
Mr. Jordan didn’t respond.
But his eyes—
Darkened.
“Tell your boss,” he said slowly, each word sharp, “if he wants something…
A pause.
Danger filled the air.
“He should come for me directly.”
Silence.
Heavy.
Tense.
The man holding me hesitated… then finally released my arm.
I stumbled back immediately, moving away from them.
Fast.
They both stepped out of the elevator.
One last glance at me.
Then at him.
“This isn’t over,” he said.
Then they walked away.
Just like that.
Like they hadn’t just tried to take me.
My legs felt weak.
My breathing uneven.
“What—” I started, my voice shaking.
“What was that?”
Mr. Jordan didn’t answer immediately.
His eyes were still fixed on where they had disappeared.
Calculating dangerous then slowly…he turned to me and for the first time—
There was something else in his gaze.
Not just control.
Not just possession.
Something… protective.
“They shouldn’t have found you,” he muttered.
My heart skipped.
“Found me?” I repeated. “What does that mean?”
Silence.
Then he looked at me fully.
“You’re in danger,” he said.
My chest tightened.
“Because of you?”
A pause.
He didn’t deny it.
That was enough.
Anger flared instantly.
“You said this was your world,” I snapped. “Your cage. Well congratulations—now I’m a target in it!”
His jaw tightened.
“I didn’t plan this.” he lashed angrily.
“Well it’s happening!” I shot back. “Who are they?!”
A long pause.
Then finally—
“Someone from my past,” he said.
My stomach dropped.
“And they don’t play fair.”
The reality of it hit me hard.
This wasn’t just power games anymore.
This was real dangerous unpredictable I took a step back.
“I’m leaving,” I said. “I don’t care about your contract anymore—”
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