Red and Yellow Against the Stars and Stripes (0.2/?)
anonymous
November 9 2010, 10:20:22 UTC
Every time I see Anne, my secretary, I see what my wife, Wang Yue could not give me. Anne is like sunshine, Yue is like darkness. And I didn't say that because their hair colour by the way.
"You really need some time off."
"Does it matter? The company will fall if I'm not around."
"It does. A rubber band that is too tense will snap eventually."
I kind of like it when she walks away from my office. Maybe she is teasing me, and hell yeah, I'd like to respond, but a ring in left ring ringer stopped me from doing so. Anne is a form of comfort for me.
When did it really went wrong between Yue and me? Work? Gossip? Jealousy? I don't know, but that Russian guy, Ivan I think, is making my knuckles go white. I see that gaze in his eyes when I happen to stumble by her place. Full of lust all the time when it focused on her.
I leaned back on the chair, closing my eyes. I recalled asking Yue out, when I was a struggling boss with a small company while she was an heiress to probably the biggest industry in textiles. But she was no ordinary heiress like Paris Hilton, with an aggressive, cunning and smart way to do business. Maybe that's why I married her in the first place, I wanted an equal, not a softie like women of my age. Now I think I made a mistake.
All of those whispers of our age gap, or one of us marrying the other for money, or it being a marriage of convenience. Let alone with our political tensions. I was stressed one day and I argued with her like I've always used to, this time about Google. Well, she is smart to shut me up with my country's debt with hers. Is this weighing me down? I hope not.
OP is back! Again, I really liked the update, seeing the other side. Not much about "the secretary" yet, but I got a strong feeling about Al and his personality. Workaholic much?XD Even though, when things aren't good at home, people tend to hang around workplace more often, so that fits really well. Can't wait to see what's next!
OP prefers Happy Endings always, but if you have in mind a good Sad Ending, I will also love it! ^^ post to the Fills Page, author anon! More people have to read this, and othewise they can only find this fill by chance!
All right then! But Op, I'm really sorry but I have major exams ATM for a month, so I won't be back till Christmas ><. I'll try to update within this week, if I didn't I'm really really sorry.
Red and Yellow Against the Stars and Stripes (1/?)
anonymous
January 14 2011, 16:33:35 UTC
OP, Forgive me.
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I felt my breathing went deeper and deeper as I puked my guts out. Possibly, I wish not to experience morning sickness in the office, but what can you do? Heck, It suprised me when I found out I was pregnant. Even a woman my age is still fetile eh?
I was about to come out of the door when I heard two gossipy ladies talking. "Did you saw that pretty british secretary that has been around our boss's husband?" "Yeah...Are they having an affair?" "If so, I pity his Chinese wife. But it's not like you can blame him. She's 10 years older for crying out loud." I waited till they exited the bath room.
I don't think I remember washing my face so many times. Is it because I feel disgusted about myself? I look into the mirror. Dark circles were forming, no matter how much of concealer I apply, it just wouldn't hide. I've lost it now eh?
I didn't care about my duties at that point, I just took a taxi to his work place. Entering the building, going up the lift and to his office, where I opened the door to see his secertary on top of him, his shirt unbuttoned. The answer was right in front of me. Yet I wish that It was all a lie.
"You really need some time off."
"Does it matter? The company will fall if I'm not around."
"It does. A rubber band that is too tense will snap eventually."
I kind of like it when she walks away from my office. Maybe she is teasing me, and hell yeah, I'd like to respond, but a ring in left ring ringer stopped me from doing so. Anne is a form of comfort for me.
When did it really went wrong between Yue and me? Work? Gossip? Jealousy? I don't know, but that Russian guy, Ivan I think, is making my knuckles go white. I see that gaze in his eyes when I happen to stumble by her place. Full of lust all the time when it focused on her.
I leaned back on the chair, closing my eyes. I recalled asking Yue out, when I was a struggling boss with a small company while she was an heiress to probably the biggest industry in textiles. But she was no ordinary heiress like Paris Hilton, with an aggressive, cunning and smart way to do business. Maybe that's why I married her in the first place, I wanted an equal, not a softie like women of my age. Now I think I made a mistake.
All of those whispers of our age gap, or one of us marrying the other for money, or it being a marriage of convenience. Let alone with our political tensions. I was stressed one day and I argued with her like I've always used to, this time about Google. Well, she is smart to shut me up with my country's debt with hers. Is this weighing me down? I hope not.
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OP prefers Happy Endings always, but if you have in mind a good Sad Ending, I will also love it! ^^
post to the Fills Page, author anon! More people have to read this, and othewise they can only find this fill by chance!
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I felt my breathing went deeper and deeper as I puked my guts out. Possibly, I wish not to experience morning sickness in the office, but what can you do? Heck, It suprised me when I found out I was pregnant. Even a woman my age is still fetile eh?
I was about to come out of the door when I heard two gossipy ladies talking. "Did you saw that pretty british secretary that has been around our boss's husband?" "Yeah...Are they having an affair?" "If so, I pity his Chinese wife. But it's not like you can blame him. She's 10 years older for crying out loud." I waited till they exited the bath room.
I don't think I remember washing my face so many times. Is it because I feel disgusted about myself? I look into the mirror. Dark circles were forming, no matter how much of concealer I apply, it just wouldn't hide. I've lost it now eh?
I didn't care about my duties at that point, I just took a taxi to his work place. Entering the building, going up the lift and to his office, where I opened the door to see his secertary on top of him, his shirt unbuttoned. The answer was right in front of me. Yet I wish that It was all a lie.
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