---- Book 1 Chapter 14 further apart and pressed himself against me, deepening the kiss. My hands went to his shirt, and I kissed him back, his scent overwhelming me, and I felt drawn to him like a moth to a flame. The sound of someone clearing their throat made me jump, and I gasped in horror, my hands going to my mouth at what I had just done. I kissed my boss. I kissed my other bosss husband. Dinner is downstairs. Hurry up before it gets cold, Eli said before turning on his heel and walking back downstairs. T shouldn't... I should... I couldn't even form a sentence. Instead, I jumped off the basin and ran for the bedroom. Shame and guilt smashed into me. If Eli didnt hate me before, I knew he definitely would now. Dread filled my stomach, and I suddenly lost my appetite. I quickly got dressed but didnt go downstairs. I missed home, and now I couldn't bear being under the same roof as them. This day just keeps getting worse, I thought to myself. Grabbing my phone, I tried to ring my sister, her phone going automatically to voicemail, and I listened to her voice, letting it calm me. I did it a few times, just needing to hear her 2/5 ---- Book 1 Chapter 14 voice, needing some sort of comfort while I felt so uncomfortable and out of my element here. I didnt expect her to answershe never didbut hearing her voice always helped. I messaged my mother, asking if Maya got to her okay, and she sent me a picture of Maya eating her dinner. I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I felt lonely here, unwelcome, and well and truly out of place. The door opened, and Eli walked in. I half-expected him to yell at me or call me a slut. Instead, he put a plate of food on the end of my bed and said nothing, just walked out, shutting the door, which was almost worse. I was ready for him to curse me out and call me every name under the sun. So, why did his silence scare me more? The night passed by in a blur, my anxiety reaching magnitude levels. I didn't leave the room, too frightened of what might happen when I did. I ate my dinner, which was the Chinese they'd ordered from somewhere. I was extremely thirsty, and I was nearly debating whether to duck out to the bathroom and drink from the tap, just to avoid going down the stairs and possibly running into them. I was so fired, but I didnt care. Ino longer wanted the job. Working for them was sending me insane. Sending my body out of whack and muddling my thoughts, I dreaded ---- Book 1 Chapter 14 being stuck on the plane with them tomorrow. For once, I found something more terrifying than getting on that flying death trap; I feared Eli's wrath more. Grabbing the plate, I decided to go find the kitchen. I couldn't exactly leave dirty dishes in the bedroom. That would be rude. And it was also the perfect excuse to go down there so I could get a drink of water. Opening the door, the house was dark except for the foyer light that had been left on, making the stairs visible. I crept down the stairs, making as little noise as possible, went into the dining room, and walked through the other entryway, which I assumed would be where the kitchen would be. I was right. The rangehood light was on, giving off some light, though it wasnt very bright but plenty enough for me to see. I put the plate in the dishwasher and found a glass before filling it with water. I drank quickly before refilling the glass; I felt so dehydrated. The water soothed the dryness of my throat. Rinsing the glass, I turned to place it in the dishwasher when I jumped, seeing Eli standing directly in front of me. I stepped back. His eyes looked so dark in this room as he stepped closer, trapping me between him and the black marble 4/5 ---- Book 1 Chapter 14 benchtop. Look, I'm sorry. I didnt mean it, I... I stuttered over the words, trying to explain myself, but nothing would be a reasonable explanation for kissing his husband. Panic hit me, and my heart thumped erratically in my chest when he just stood there. He turned his head to the side, observing me, and I gulped, fear consuming me. The way he just stared was making him look even more sinister. My hands started shaking, the glass at serious risk of slipping from my fingers. They shook that bad. Eli's eyes darted to my hand, and he reached for the cup, taking it from me and placing it in the dishwasher before closing the door and standing back up. That's not why I am mad. I know Cyrus kissed you. I dont care about that, he said, confusing me. Goosebumps raised on my arms, and a chill ran down my spine, and I fought the urge to shiver. Elis hand moved, and I flinched, wondering if he would slap me before his fingertips traced over my nipple that had hardened and was poking through my thin shirt. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!