Sinful Affair (Sinful Reads #2)
Chapter 1
CHAPTER ONE
BELLA
I don’t envision that anyone likes their job, but there may be some that will tolerate it. I feel like I am neither. I work purely because I have to. There is a slither of people that work because they love it, because they truly love what they do. But it’s rare.
I work for Satan herself.
It’s not just me that holds a grudge against her, everyone in the office hates her.
Even her husband dislikes her, but yet he still comes in every lunchtime to see her.
Not that she is deserving, but someone has to do it.
I’ve worked for Burnes poor Henry. He is such a gentleman.
“Am I not allowed to come and see my wife?” I hear the playfulness in his voice, and it hurts my heart.
“You see me most nights Henry,” she is direct, cutthroat and I keep my head held high as I walk in and place the folder on her desk, Henry smiling at me. “Or is it someone else you have come to see?”
I freeze on the spot, my eyes bouncing between Clarissa and her husband.
“What?!” He bellows, and I see the crimson creep onto his cheeks at her accusations.
“I’m going to…” I trail off, my voice quiet as I begin to walk towards the door.
“Her; do you come to see her?” and my back is up.
“I have a name,” I turn to face her, brows furrowing. “Don’t get me involved in whatever marital shit you have going on.” My tone is curt. “I’m here to do my job, not to have a love life. Because let’s be honest, with the way you run me ragged, who has time for anything else?!” I scoff, shaking my head from side to side and storming out of the office in a rage.
Bella
Drinks tonight? The bitch is on one. I am fuuuuming !!!!!!!
Hallie
Oh no, that bad? Shit, I don’t know if I can do tonight. What about tomorrow??
Flora
Working late, tomorrow works though?
Bella
Girllllllsss.
Harper
So sorry, working late shift tonight! Xoxo
Taylor
She’s busy. Lucas x
Bella
Ffs.
Lily
Can’t tonight, out of town. Can do Friday? Does that work with any of you?
Bella
It’s only Tuesday. How are you all so busy!?
I lock my phone and shove it into my desk drawer. Argh! She annoys me so much.
Insinuating that her husband comes here for me.
Snorting out a breath I shake my head in disbelief.
I watch as Clarissa gets up from her desk and slams her office door before the sound of raised voices blur around me.
Great.
Now she is going to be even worse than she normally is.
Placing my head in my hands, I mutter to myself, “I love my job, I love my job…”