"Don't touch me..." I whispered, slightly begging for him not to come near me.
"Sofia!" His voice was as loud as thunder, causing me to come into reality.
I saw how his eyes looked at me differently. I looked away just to see that I was not at home. I am not anywhere near him. I am in the office.
And... the person in front of me is my boss.
Holy shit.
"I-I'm sorry..." I immediately stood up and looked at him. His eyes furrowed while he gazed at me.
A loud sound of a stiletto is coming. I gulp as I look behind my boss. A woman, probably of the same age as mine, walks in a classy way toward us.
"Who are you?" she asked in a very insulting way. Like I am here just to spoil a very special moment.
Wow. Just wow, Sofia.
"Stop it, Cassie." Mr. Marchetti looked at her immediately.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt or disturb you. I... I was just..."
I am lost for words.
My eyes dropped to the ground only to see how scandalous I look right now.
The side of my skirt is blown up and my lacy panties can almost be seen.
My face is heated when realization spreads like acid.
I hurriedly covered it with my hand. His eyes darted toward what I was doing. My heart beats rapidly.
"Let's go, Ylliz-"
I covered my skirt more. I saw how his eyes darkened so I glanced at my skirt, trying not to cause any sound as I tried to lift my body to move out of this place.
"Let's go, Ylliz. I'm still so..." her voice is so full of temptation that I am tempted to rip off her vocal cord right now.
"Wait, Cassie-"
"I'm sorry for disturbing you, sir..." I bowed down my head and hurriedly turned my back against them.
I still hear the woman's voice. But what consumed me more is what happened earlier and his reaction after they saw me.
Tears rolled down my cheeks after I remembered what I remembered earlier. The chills of remembering what happened in the past.
"Sofia."
I stopped when I heard his voice. My heart felt so numb as I removed my tears fast.
I smiled and looked at him. He gawks at me like I am prey. Accepting my defeat, I smiled timidly.
"I am so sorry about what happened earlier. I didn't mean to interrupt something or what you're doing, sir. I finished my tasks late and...I didn't expect to see it-"
My hands are shaking yet I am still trying my best to keep myself calm. To look calm.
" If you fire me right now for being such a disturbance to you and your girlfriend, it's fine with me-"
"Cassie is not my girlfriend," he hissed.
I bit my lower lip as I looked at him. His eyes furrowed and then I saw him walking closely.
"I'll drive you home."
My eyes widened when I heard him say that.
"W-What? Wait, it's not right, sir. And I don't want to be a bother-"
He didn't notice my appeal. He just got some of my things from my arms and walked towards the other side of the building where his car was parked.
"Hop in."
The shock is still very obvious to me and I don't know what I should do next. Should I ride in his car or not?
"Sofia, hop in."
I didn't think twice anymore. I got in his car without any protest. I sat in the back of his car and when he looked at me, his brow shot up.
"Am I your driver?" he said with a chuckle.
My face felt like it was burning when I realized what he had said. I quickly got outside and got onto the seat beside him.
He asked for my address and I immediately gave it. There was a long awkward silence until we reached our house.
"About what happened..."
I looked at him while I was removing the seat belt.
"Oh! It's nothing, sir. There's nothing to worry about. I won't tell anyone about it-"
"I'm sorry you've seen it. Just forget it," he said in a low tone.
I nodded and gave him a small smile.
"It isn't new to me, sir."
He looked at me amusingly. I gave him a sad smile.
"Not new to you? Why?" He seemed to be intrigued.
"Well, I have a husband. Uh, ex-husband I mean..."
" Ex-husband?"
I nodded. I couldn't hold my tears anymore. It's starting to form in the sides of my eyes again.
"We've been together for how many years. Well, since high school and we got married a year ago."
"Just a year ago?"
I nod. My heart feels numb after I remember those times that I didn't expect to have such a major plot twist. I know how unfortunate I've become after marrying John. The guy who supposedly my dream and future.
My heart feels numb after I remember those times that I didn't expect to have such a major plot twist.
"Just like you, we've had intimate moments. But, months ago, I...lost our baby."
Another silence filled the car. I cannot glance at him anymore, so I looked outside.
The sky is already so dark and lamp posts are the ones that give light in the streets.
"That's why you've broken up?" He broke the silence.
I shook my head. "Somehow, yes. But, the main reason was he...cheated."
"He cheated..." he repeated.
I didn't respond anymore. I heard him sigh.
I decided to open his car. His piercing eyes were now darting at me, so I gave him a reassuring smile.
"I am okay now, though. I filed for divorce. He hasn't signed it yet but I want him to do it fast."
"Good thing, you finally got into your senses."
I laugh a bit. He gave me a little smile.
"Thank you for tonight, Mr. Marchetti-"
"Just call me Ylliz, Sofia."
I gulped. I know it's better to call him that way, but I can only remember that woman's voice.
"Drive safely, sir," I responded. "Good night."
"Good night," he breathily said.
He watched me intently before he sighed and closed his window.
I stared at his car driving away from our home. It was a peaceful night that ended despite the chaos, not until I heard barks of laughter somewhere.
"So, that's the reason why you filed for divorce, Sofia. You have a new guy."
I looked to the side, only to see John with a flower in his hand.
My stomach churned, as well as my heart ached to see him now. I decided to walk near the gate, but he immediately came closer and grabbed my arm.
"Don't touch me," I said with conviction.
"I'm your husband. You cannot push me away-"
I slapped him. How dare he! How dare he come near me! After all my sacrifices, it will be okay again! After those months of misery, he'll come here as if I am the one to blame!
"You have no right to come here, John!" I yelled. "We are over!"
He captured my arms again and, with full force, he pinned me to the wall.
"John!" I shouted. "Don't touch me!"
He lowered his head and kissed my lips and his other hand was massaging my boob. My tears start to linger when I feel my heart thumping so fast and my knees weakened.
"See that? You'll still beg for my touch..."
My ripped slit caused him to see my undies. He gave me a smirk before he touched my leg.
"D-Don't...touch me..." I pleaded. My voice is shaking as well as my hand.
I am trying my best to push him, but my hand feels so weak.
"Why not, hmm? You're a slut and now you're preying on another man while still being married to me."
My tears rolled down my cheeks as I felt so exposed and disgusted by his touch.
Before his finger could touch the between my legs, John already grunted in pain, and the man punched him multiple times.
I couldn't speak anymore. My hands are still trembling and my body feels like shaking too.
"You okay?" he asked me.
But before I could respond, everything turned black.