Desires Die Hard

The thought wouldn’t leave her head, Carol felt anger burning inside her. Her fingers tightened into fists. She waited as Anya walked past her. The next moment, she was stepping Into Anya’s path and sticking her right foot out discreetly. Since Carol had worn stilettos that day, her pencil–thin heel tripped Anya effortlessly.

A loud thud sounded in the office as Anya landed on the floor heavily. The file in her hands fell onto the floor.

The sight of her sprawling across the ground was a pitiful one. That wasn’t the worst of it. She had scraped her knee. The needles of pain erupting from her scraped knee nearly drove tears to Anya’s eyes.

“Oh dearl Anya. are you

you alright?” Carol’s words dripped with feigned concern. An ugly smile twisted her lips as she stared at the way Anya was sprawled on the ground.

Anya whipped her head up. She had thought it an accident before she caught the sharp smirk on Carol’s bright red lips.

She realized that Carol had done it on purpose. She had tripped her intentionally. But why? She hadn’t upset Carol, had she? They didn’t appear to share a grudge against each other. In fact, she had worked late into the night to help Carol out with her drafts. Anya didn’t understand why Carol did this to her.

She might not understand her intentions but her teacher’s words had stuck firmly in her head. Her teacher had told her that the world was a huge place filled with all kinds of people. She shouldn’t trust

so easily. Instead, she should try her hardest to be true to herself. Because she had no idea whom she could trust her heart with.

It struck Anya then. Her teacher had been right.

She hadn’t done anything to incur Carol’s wrath. In fact, Carol was supposed to guide her at work. That was the job that Jake had given her. But look at what she had done instead. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Carol stared smugly at Anya’s sprawled form on the floor. That was when Jake emerged from his office. He had heard the commotion. He made his way towards them and saw Anya on the ground. Without saying a word, he immediately got down to his knees and pulled her up gently.

“Are you alright, Anya?” Anya nodded in spite of the burning pain on her knee, “I’m fine.”

She looked down at her knee. She had scraped her knee. It was bleeding.

Naturally, Jake saw the blood too. “You’re bleeding. Let me bring you to the infirmary and get this looked at.”

The Welton Group had set up an infirmary in the building for its staff. It was considered one of the perks of working for the company.

“There’s no need for that. I just need some tissue to clean that blood off.” Anya shook her head hurriedly. She wasn’t going to see a doctor because of a minor scrape on her knee.

Besides, this was a lesson of trust. A lesson that she was going to remember. Now, she knew she had to watch out for Carol. She mustn’t let her guard down again. She couldn’t believe how stupid and naïve she had been. She had thought of Carol as her mentor.

“You could get an infection.” Jake was doing his best to show off his positive qualities. This was a good chance to show that he cared for her. In fact, he seemed to have forgotten that he was her boss.

He led Anya towards the door. “Come on, let’s go. You’re hurt. It might affect your work. I have can’t that.”

Anya found herself momentarily speechless. Jake seemed to be making a big deal out of nothing. It was just a scraped knee. But he seemed insistent that she head to the infirmary and get it looked at. Anya supposed there wasn’t any harm in that. She caved and followed Jake to the Infirmary.

Carol had intended to teach Anya a good lesson. Instead, she was treated to the sight of Jake helping the junior designer to the Infirmary, She was livid and trembling with rage.

Her plans had backfired spectacularly. Somehow, she had created an opportunity for them to spend more time with each other.

That whore. She knew it. Anya had Jake wrapped around her finger. The sheer thought of it was maddening!