Chapter 54

I dragged my sour and squishy body to work the next morning and became helpless in sorting through documents. When I remembered that he fucked me till daybreak last night, I had a headache. 

"Did Mr. Donald get you home safely last night, Trista?" Brenda abruptly pushed her head out, startling me!

"This..." I'm at a loss for words; all I can say is, "I drank too much last night, and I'm not sure what happened afterwards..."

Brenda may have known I lived with Donald !

"Didn't you just have one glass last night ?"

"That wine has a strong enough aftertaste. I become woozy after only one cup!"

"So I guess Mr. Donald sent you securely to the door! Because that is exactly what I instructed him to do!"

"Ah?"