Another Job

Genevieve winced as she took the last step to her room, she quickly opened the door and made her way to her bed. Her thighs, body, and core were burning like they were on fire.

Just what did that Mr did to me anyway? She thought.

A sigh of relief left her mouth as soon as her body hit her soft bed, she would agree that that green-eyed man did a number on her. No wonder she was so sore that standing became a tedious job for her.

Another sigh left her mouth as she closed her eyes and let the recollection of what transpired today clash through her mind.

Today was just too toxic for her, nothing has been going to plan since she got up from that darn hotel.

But come to think about it, who would dare drug me, her eyes opened at that thought.

No matter how much she tried breaking it down and finding who did that to her, she just couldn't remember. Her memory of last night was blurry and it was hard for her to get all the pieces of last night.