Attempted murder

Lucinda just stared at them, wondering what was happening.

"What is Ralph trying to do." She muttered underneath her breath.

Ralph stared at Barbie. Her eyes were shaking in fear. Sweat was forming on her forehead. He put his hand on her neck quickly and started pressing her neck with great force, trying to choke her to death with his fingers digging into her skin. Her face was burning.

She weakly used her hand to hold his hand, trying to get his hand off her neck. He continued pressing her neck and increasing the force through clenched teeth. His eyes were extremely red. She continued struggling with him as he pressed against her neck.

Lucinda ran to them and dragged Ralph by the hand from behind. He pushed her away roughly, and she staggered and slowly balanced on her feet. Lucinda managed to grab Ralph and pull him backwards, but he didn’t move. His fingers were digging into her skin. Her neck was blood red.

Lucinda grunted, trying to pull him away from Barbie’s neck. They were all struggling through clenched teeth. Ralph's hand slips from Barbie’s neck and he lets go of her. The mark of his hand was showing on her neck as her face was red. She held her neck and ran out of the office, sobbing continuously.

"Ralph, what’s wrong with you? How can you treat someone’s daughter like that? She is your employee. She can sue you for attempted murder." Lucinda said, glaring at him as he sat at his table.

"I am sorry. I don’t know what came over me." He said, putting his hand on his face.

"I know you're upset that Mr. Jones is dead, but killing Barbie won't bring him back," Lucinda said, glaring at him, and he looked up at her.

"i could use a hug." He said weakly as he drew her into an embrace, his hand wrapped around her back, her boobs pressed against his chest, and he sighed in her ear.

Lucinda’s eyes widened. At the same time, she was shocked and enjoying the hug. She moved her hand up slowly and started stroking his back.

                                                             Ralph's Point of View

She is warm and her skin is so soft that I can wrap my hand around her body. I felt my skin warming as I inhaled her fresh flowery scent. She is gorgeous. I held her close to my chest as our skin brushed together, sending shivers down my spine.

I don’t know what I am doing, but it's like I like holding her close to me.  She started stroking my back, and I felt like a newborn baby. Holding her in my hands just makes me forget my worries.

"I know how you feel, but the things that are happening are out of our control." She mumbled, and I disengaged from the hug and stared into her red glowing eyes.

"Thanks for the hug, I feel much better," I muttered as she walked to her office. Staring at me, I put my head down on my desk.