Emilia Clark I sat still twinging my fingers together nervously as I waited anxiously for my interview with Mrs. Grey. I don’t know much about her other than she’s the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company called the Grey’s enterprise which was previously controlled by her son, Damien Grey. Currently, no one has heard or seen him after he had been reported to have been involved in an accident two years ago. Recently an Ad. was placed by the Grey’s for a job interview with no description of the job whatsoever. I am hoping it doesn’t turn out to be for one those porn adverts or worse because I really need a job,“Mrs. Grey will see you now.” the receptionist spoke up breaking me out of my thoughts, I looked up at her very chiseled face and smiled regardless. I took in a slow deep breath and gathered myself up before deciding to go in.This shouldn’t be so hard, I thought. I placed my hand over my mouth in shock as I made it further into the room, her office was enor...
A week later Emilia I lay on a bed with my legs open as the doctor inserted some sticks inside of me Mrs. Grey was standing next to me but left a minute ago to answer a call, "stay still Miss Clark. "the doctor warns almost making me want to bark at her, how the hell does expect me to stay still while she sticks this shit inside of me. My palms are sweating excessively, I can barely breathe or think properly maybe this a sign that I shouldn’t be doing this. My heart began panting heavily, “Emilia.” the doctor calls in worry. “I need air.” I let out breathlessly. “calm down Emilia, take a deep breath,” she said, I nodded and sucked in a deep breath letting it all out slowly, “its okay to be nervous.” the doctor explains, “just take your time, we will start when you’re ready,” she says with a smile. I nodded and laid back down ready to get it over with it, I take another deep breath and centred my eyes on the ceiling, you can do this Emilia, it’s not like you have ...
Emilia It’s been almost three week since my insemination and I am not quite sure how I had made it those past weeks without attempting to shoot myself, I can barely sleep or eat and anytime I try to close my eyes I am instantly reminded of what a terrible person I am for considering selling my first child for money. Let’s say for the past hour, I have been sitting at the dining table stabbing at the food on my plate, I don’t know what it is I am eating but I know one thing it tastes disgusting. Getting up I grab the leftover on my plate and place it in the fridge deciding to eat it later, I was about to make it back to my room when my phone suddenly began to ring. I pull it out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID, oh! If isn’t the devil her self Mrs. Grey, I battled myself whether or not to answer it because I really didn’t want to speak to her but at the end she will always win because she literally owns me now. “Hello.” I answered with a lot of venom's filled in my vo...
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