[Trouble 02] • Trouble 2

*“Oh, hi. I’m Selena.”*

Looking at the fiancée of the man you’ve recently banged and keeping yourself from crumbling into a confession-riddled heap as you kiss her feet and beg forgiveness…not the easiest thing in the world.

*“Ah, er, hello. I’ll just buzz Mr Lucas,”* I say weakly, keeping my eyes downcast.

So sue me, I am terrified she’ll take one look at me and know what I’ve done. Explaining that I had no clue he is engaged isn’t much of a consolation anyway, and I wouldn’t blame her if she punched me and picked me bald.

*“Hannah,”* he breathes into the phone, making me aware that my time is up as far as the stay of sexecution is concerned.

*“Mr Lucas, sir, Miss Jeffries is here to see you,”* I say calmly, though my heart is pounding and I feel awful.

Is it right to feel like I’m being betrayed here? Probably not, but as he clears his throat and tells me to show her in, I feel used and betrayed and…hurt.

Note:

Short story. Cliffhanger ending. Part 2 of 3. (Very) Adult content.