A loud knock sounded at my bedroom door. Instantly, my eyes opened to realize that I had slept through my four alarms. For a while, I sat up on my bed, my fingers scratching my disheveled hair as I looked around to see the mess I had made the night before after drinking too much. The feeling of being betrayed by Mr. Barney hadn't left; I was so bothered about it that I wished everything had been a dream. But it wasn't. There were clothes all over my room that I had scattered out of a fit of rage. I even spotted my bra hanging on the fan. It was, in fact, then that I realized I was naked, exposing my tits and vag to the chilly morning breeze of New York. No wonder I dreamt of being fucked by an ice dildo.
I squinted my eyes, trying to remember anything else from the previous night, but it felt like the memories of the time after Nadia and Aaliyah tried to cheer me up were gone. Just before I could react to the first knock, another one came on the door—this time, with a voice.
"Bitch, did you fire yourself or something?" I heard Nadia's voice.
Spontaneously, it was as if all the memories I was struggling to get back resurfaced in my mind. I remembered everything, from when I was rocking a chair to how I stripped myself naked on the balcony, telling every neighbor to fuck off. I could, in fact, remember dropping my pant on Mr. Kelsey's head. Mr. Kelsey was our next-floor neighbor who had never minded his business. He had a white-tinted moustache that covered his upper lip. His stomach was like he kept a ball under his shirt. He was bald, fat, and he used glasses that were too small for his big head. He called the cops on everything, even on two dogs fucking by his car tyre.
Remembering all this actually increased my anxiety, as I didn't know how I was going to face all our neighbors I flipped off. Fuck alcohol. Like, fuck me for letting it influence me. Though it felt like I was long lost in thought, it was quick because I instantly jumped out of bed when I heard Nadia's voice. I stared at the clock, realizing it was past eleven in the morning.
What have I done?
I felt so bad, remembering how I threatened Asher if he ever became incompetent, but it turned out I was the incompetent and irresponsible one. I hurried straight into the bathroom, then rushed back out like I had just gone inside to wash my face. After I got dressed, I hurried out of the house, leaving my friends on the long sofa. I could hear them laughing before I entered the elevator.
When I arrived at the garage of the tenement building we lived in, I could see Mr. Kelsey and his wife by their car, just a few steps away from mine. I hurried into my car before they noticed me, but they eventually did when I turned on the ignition. Before Mr. Kelsey could walk up to me to rant about what I did to him, I drove out of the garage, almost hitting him with my car.
Some minutes later, I arrived at Berkscorp. I pulled over outside the building and tossed my car key to one of the guards to repark my car. He hadn't gotten close enough when I threw it, so he wasn't able to catch it. I was already late, and only God knew what Asher was going to do to me after the threat I made to his face.
I stormed into the building, trying to compose myself as the eyes of junior workers didn't go off me. Initially, it was the day of the handover, and I wasn't supposed to be late at all. By the time I got to the other conference room, the meeting had already begun. Asher had already seen me through the glass. I walked in silently. Eight of the board members were sitting around the table; the last shareholder was not present. Mr. Barney was sitting at the head of the table. The closest seat to his right was empty, while Asher was sitting on the one by his left, looking so irresponsible and absentminded throughout the meeting. Mr. Barney's female assistant was standing behind his chair throughout the meeting.
"Isla, you're late. It is unlike you," I heard Mr. Barney say when I walked in.
"Sorry, I had issues with my neighbor again." I didn't hesitate to lie.
"Kelsey again? I already offered you one of my houses, but you always decline my offer."
I walked closer to sit in the spot they reserved for me, bowing to apologize to the board members. "I'm sorry for being late. I promise to make up for it," I replied, sitting up.
One of the board members smiled. "We have never for once doubted your competence, Isla. See how far you've brought Berkscorp."
How far I've brought it? But y'all didn't remember that when my place was handed over to that buffoon. Several thoughts quickly coursed through my mind, and I let out a deep breath.
"Thank you," I replied promptly.
"Shall we continue?" Mr. Barney asked rhetorically.
The meeting went on for almost one hour. We debated on where to make improvements and how to increase our stocks. Every few minutes, I stared at him with hatred. He didn't even have what it took to handle the company. What an incompetent fool. Maybe he didn't actually care about the company because he just continued to stare at the transparent glass throughout the meeting. In fact, he was called twice before he knew he had been called to sign the necessary documents.
After the proper documents had been signed, the board members got up and exited the room. Mr. Barney shut the files he had with him and handed both his laptop and his files to the assistant, who was now standing closely beside his chair. Asher soon got up to leave too but was called back by Mr. Barney.
"You should wait behind with Isla so she can brief you on the mission of the company," he said to Asher.
"I know enough about the company. I don't need her to babysit me."
"Always arrogant. I think it is time you start seeing yourself as the CEO. You have always been irresponsible, but I think it is about time you have a rethink." Mr. Barney got up from his chair. "You need her experience to handle the press conference tomorrow."
I smiled intently.
"Press conference?" Asher was shocked.
"Yes. Isla will talk to you about that," he replied before exiting the room with his assistant.
There was so much hatred and anger in Asher's eyes. Maybe he didn't really want all of this and he wasn't lying to me, but I was so happy to see him frustrated. It almost seemed like the frustration on his face was an atonement for his trespasses against me.
But has he really done anything to me?
It was like I was passing aggression on the wrong person. I watched him bite down on his lips as Mr. Barney exited the room. Then he turned to face me.
"What press conference is he talking about?" He asked, walking up to me where I was sitting to sit on the edge of the table, perhaps he thought I was going to be seduced or intimidated by that.
"You really don't know anything about Berkscorp, do you? Now you see why I'm valuable around here," I replied to him, staring directly into his eyes that once charmed me. This time, I wasn't finding it attractive at all.
He heaved a sigh, "you know we don't have to fight over power"
"Says the one who seized the power that belonged to me," I responded before slowly getting up.
He suddenly gripped my wrist as I was about to leave. "Isla," he said, looking straight into my eyes.
"Let go," I replied promptly.
"You know I need your help with things around here."
I almost pitied him—but I didn't.
"I said let go," I yelled at him before forcefully taking my wrist from him. "Are you not son to the founder?"
He furrowed his brow in confusion.
"Find your way without my help," I replied coldly before walking to the door.
"Isla," he called me again, then I looked back to him. "I have tried to be reasonable with you but it seems you've already made the wrong person the enemy," he got up from the desk. "If rivalry is what you want, then I'll give it to you."
"Like I care," I mumbled before storming out of the room.
I spent the rest of the day in my office, working, and sorting out the files that were meant to be sent to his office. Initially, I had kept them, thinking I was going to become the CEO, only to realize that all my efforts for the company was a complete waste. I tried pulling some documents from the archive on my computer too, and it was all these I was doing that I didn't know it was dusk already, and I wasn't even done with what I was doing. Everyone had gone home already. The whole place was already dark, except for my office on the top floor which still had its light on. I picked up my phone to check the time and I realized it was already past 9 in the night. Even though I didn't originally have the intention to stay the night in the office, I had to finish the files as soon as possible so that Asher wouldn't have a reason to complain about me. I got out of my seat to stretch my bones, then I walked to the light switch to turn it off since the rest of the work I had to do was on my computer. I used the intercom to call one of the guards to get a cup of coffee for me, then I walked back to sit. I was about to continue working when a call came in on my phone, it was from Aaliyah, asking me if I was coming home or not.
"Bitch, have you forgotten you had a home? You fucking the guy already?" She asked me.
At this point, I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding. "I'm so tired right now. I'm trying to get the documents ready ahead of his press interview tomorrow," I replied.
"Don't overwork yourself, you deserve better than dying for Berkscorp," she said over the phone.
"I know right? I'll probably round up soon and get some sleep?"
At this point, I noticed the lights in the junior cabins turned on, and I heard footsteps approaching the door of my office. I got up from the chair immediately, walking towards the thick glass door to see who it was. About a minute after I heard the footsteps, the guard had arrived with the coffee and cookies I'd requested. I used my shoulder to pin the phone to my ears, while I opened the door to take the coffee from him.
"Thank you," I said to him, shutting the door gently in his face.
"What did you say?" I heard Aaliyah ask me over the phone as I was walking back to my seat.
"I wasn't talking to you. It was the guard I sent to get me coffee."
The guard's footsteps receded, and the lights in the junior cabins went out again.
"Hmm," Aaliyah hummed before I heard her and Nadia laugh over the phone. "Or probably the guy you are about to fuck," she said and they laughed again.
I laughed too before dropping the coffee on the table. I sat down, using the wheel of the chair to pull myself closer to the desk. "Is Nadia there?"
"I'm all here Bitch," I heard Nadia's voice over the phone too.
They were silent shortly after this. It was almost like they were having a brief conversation. I could hear Nadia telling Aaliyah that someone was at the door. They sounded really excited and anxious. I felt they must have gone to cause trouble in the neighborhood again, those girls had never been serious.
"You there bitches?" I asked to confirm if they were still with me.
They hesitated for a while, then I heard Aaliyah's voice. "We'll talk later Isla. We have to go now."
The call ended.
I smiled softly before dropping my phone on the table. I took a bite from a cookie and a sip from the coffee. I ate this for about seven minutes then my phone buzzed when a text came in from Aaliyah. I picked up my phone, only to see,"check your footage bitch." I instantly knew that meant that I should get the live footage that was being broadcasted to my phone from the camera we had installed in the living room for security purpose. I opened the app, only to see Nadia and Dante; our next door neighbor kissing aggressively. I wasn't shocked because I knew the type of girl my friends were, and she has always joked about fucking Dante. I wanted to drop the phone at first, then another text came in from Aaliyah, telling me that it was about the happen. I stared curiously at the screen of my phone, then I saw Nadia unbutton Dante's shirt. She slowly ran her fingers on his chest, then she pulled down his trouser, revealing his massive cock. She pushed him to the longest sofa, and slowly pounced on the cock. I suddenly felt this hotness in my vag, my nipples got itchy, and there was no argument, I was horny as fuck. I slowly bite down on my lips seductively. I watched her suck his dick for almost three minutes before pulling off her shirt, revealing her big tits. She pulled down her short skirt too as Dante stared into her eyes with impatience. At this point, I accessed the feed on my laptop, then reached out for my dildo in one of the locked shelves in my desk, while I continued to watch with the side of my eye. I unbuttoned my shirt to the button below my boobs, stretched my two legs on the table while the laptop remained in-between them. I pulled up my skirt, and my left hand reached out into my shirt to fondle my boobs. Nadia got on his laps to ride him in cowgirl's style. I slowly slip the dildo into my wet vag. I watched Nadia ride him like a professional for almost seven minutes and all he did was just to put his head on her boobs. He must have never seen a girl with so much energy, I guessed he must have cummed already but she isn't stopping, then he took over, he gently placed her in the sofa before fucking her in missionary style. Even though it was only his head I was seeing as he aggressively fucked her, I had constructed the rest of the image in my mind. I fucked myself with the dildo. I moaned softly, slowly curling up in the chair, then I squirted, marking the seventh time I cummed as a woman. I breathed heavily, then seeing that they had already stopped too. This dark side of ours just continued to get darker.