A One Night Stand With My Boss

an exciting interlude

/Adrian's pov/

I try to open my eyes heavy eyes after feeling the warmth of another person's body close to mine instead of that of my cat, Marcella only for me to realize that a woman is sleeping next to me.

I quickly force my eyes open because this is something that has not happened to me for once in the past three years.

I pause for a moment to pinpoint what exactly is going on here but the constant pounding in my head won't allow me to do that.

I try to sit up but it is difficult to do so because someone's leg is sprawled lazily over mine and our fingers are intertwined which further confirms the fact that I am not hallucinating and someone is lying on my bed.

"How the fu*k did this happen?" I groan as I free myself from the entanglement.

"It must be one of those attention-seeking girls at the club that has been trying to work their way into my bed" I hiss

"How the fu*k did I lose my guard last night when I have gotten used to drinking over the past three years?" I question myself.

"Yeah right, those desperate bitches must have spiked my drink " I mumble as I angrily roll off the bed

"I think I will be better off with not remembering this manipulative bitches face "I conclude as I put on my brief while staring at the beige complexioned lady sprawled lazily on my bed with her dark cocoa hair covering her face

"But why does this dark cocoa hair with caramel highlight look oddly familiar?" I pause for a moment while observing the lady only for her to sleepily brush her hair off her face like she was being inconvenienced

There are still streaks of hair on her face but she looks very familiar to me in a way I can't explain

"most importantly, wasn't yesterday Thursday?" I ponder for a moment because I only go to clubs on weekends.

"On s**t" I curse as I quickly pack my clothes and make my way out of the room stumbling across the hallway hoping I will make my way to the guest room before she opens her eyes.

"That was Ember Weston," I mention as I quickly lock the door behind me as last nights event floods my memory

I remember that Ember and I were celebrating my koala's third anniversary because my baby girl made it very clear to me while she was hospitalized that under no condition should I turn her death anniversary into an Avenue for mourning but I just laughed it off every single time she mentioned it that hoping we won't ever get to that stage but now here we are.

Instead of mourning, she wanted me to celebrate her death anniversary in gratitude for a life well spent which is way more difficult than it sounds because even though it has been three years since she died, the pain is still as fresh like it just happened yesterday in my heart.

Because of the fact that my koala rarely demanded things from me, I had to put her last wish into consideration because she used every means possible to remind me about the celebration of her death anniversary even after her death.

She prepared gifts, wrote letters, and at the end, she emphasized the same thing so I just had to honor her last wish because it is the last thing I could do for her.

I have always celebrated my Koala's death anniversary alone in Orion over the past two years, but this year my father decided to be his typical stubborn self by forcing me down to silver city because according to him, " I am wasting my life away just because I lost the love my life".

I won't say that he made that statement because he doesn't know how it feels to lose the love of one's life because he knows that feeling well, my mother died shortly after I was born so he knows what I am going through, it is just that he has refused to be understanding which is quite expected because that is how he does his own parenting .

While I was away from silver city, if there was one person who constantly reached out to me no matter how many times I ignored her, that person will be Ember Weston who kept on sending me links to a particular website, forever miss a memorial site for loved ones.

The first time she sent me the link, she left me a message that what the website does is to provide a shared easily accessible virtual space where family members, friends, colleagues, and acquaintances can pay homage to a very special life.

Apart from that, she told me in her message that we can also help each other heal by sharing our feelings, warm memories, and words of supports so I checked out the website because I have never heard anything like a memorial site before.

I made an effort in reading reviews about the website and In the first review, I saw something about the website being such a wonderful thing because it helps us let out our feelings but I guess everybody's definition of wonderful is different.

I didn't want to heal from my pain neither do I want to move on from it, I want to keep my pain bottled up because healing means forgetting my koala but I will rather choose this pain over anything else because it is my punishment for not being able to do anything to help my koala when she was hospitalized despite how rich my parents are.

Over the last two years, I always celebrated her anniversary alone taking a break off whatever it is I was doing but this year I couldn't do that because my father looked for somebody to keep tabs on me and that person is Rhea, the chief operating officer of E-shine jewelry.

Instead of referring to Rhea as the coo or 2ic of the company, I refer to her as my father's police dog because that is exactly what she is.

Instead of paying more attention to her duties as COO of the company which is supposed to be a contingency plan for when I am absent or unable to dispense my duties, she follows me around without giving me the space to breathe because apparently, that is the agreement she has with my father.

I was supposed to be absent from work yesterday but Rhea didn't stop calling me and when I stopped picking her calls, she called my father who knows what exactly to threaten me with so I just had to get down to the office.

Sometimes, I wonder if Rhea and I have switched roles because of how she pokes her nose in my business and no matter how many times I snap at her or treat her badly, she doesn't seem to get out of my space which is twice as frustrating and sometimes I wish either of us can just completely disappear.

Because of Rhea's choking supervision, I went to the terrace on the last floor of the building to breathe and that was where I met Ember.

"I was not going to pay attention to her but she was dressed in the same way my koala used to dress and as much as I tried to ignore her, I couldn't so I walked up to her and asked her if she will be willing to celebrate my koala's death anniversary with me and she agreed but what I don't understand is how such an innocent celebration turned into this" I lament as I caught a glimpse of myself half-naked in the full view mirror

Ember and I were having dinner innocently in my apartment to commemorate my koala's death anniversary but it got to a point that she started drinking way too fast and I just allowed her to do that because I understood the kind of pain she must be going through since she and Olive were not just sister, they were best friends but I had no idea that she has a low alcohol tolerance and will get wasted so easily.

I remember now that Ember had an emotional outburst yesterday night and even though I can't remember everything she said, I have a vague memory of helping her undo her zip at one point because she wanted to use the restroom.

After she came back from the restroom, I can't remember what exactly happened but I know that one thing led to the other when she started flashing that smile at me and I just lost it.

There is something common with the three Weston sisters, and it is their signature smile. My koala used to smile so much and over the years, I missed that smile of hers and I was dying to see it again.

My koala's anniversary was always an interlude from the life misery that I have been plunged into since her death but yesterday seemed like an exciting interlude because I found someone else that shared my grief and pain.

For one night, I just wanted to pause the switch of my pain, I also wanted to pretend that things were different even if that was just for a little while but I went out of line and crossed all boundaries.

"For crying out loud, I just cheated on my girlfriend with her sister and her best friend in the whole world which makes nothing but a cheating bastard" I groan punching the wall out of anger

Ember will never forgive me for what I did to her and even if she does forgive me, I don't think I will ever be able to forgive myself for what I have done

"What came over me?" I finally break down in tears because the guilt that I am feeling is weighing me down, and the constricting pain in my chest is not helping matters at all

I turned what was supposed to be a death anniversary into a one-night stand because I lost control over myself and my emotions and Because of my selfishness, and lack of control, I have scared Ember for life and no matter the excuse I give, I don't deserve her forgiveness because my actions can not be justified