Betrayal
CJ Cregg took a deep breath as she stepped into Allan Bernez's office. She never felt comfortable around the young, cynical speechwriter in the first place. But now, it being eleven o'clock on a Friday evening, she only wanted to give him the notes of the press conference and high tail it home.
"Think bubble bath," she chanted to herself. "Bubble bath, bubble bath," she slowly opened the door to the small white house office and was greeted by a raspy, "Claudia Jean, what gives me the pleasure?"
She glared at the conceited, but decent looking thirty-something year old and replied, "Actually, Mr. Bernez, Suzanne had to go home, so I promised her I would give you the notes myself. No need to pass the flu on to you." The bubonic plague, of course, that would be a different story, she thought wryly to herself.
He rose, walked around his massive desk, and took the papers from her outstretched hand. "Thank you, sweetie." He stated, slowly and alluringly.
She forced a small smile. "Not a problem. See you around." With that, she turned and started to open the door. However, the door was stopped by a strong, firm hand, pushing it shut again. Gasping slightly, she turned to face a smiling Bernez. Regaining her composure, she replied, "Funny, Allan. Cute. See you." But this time, when she reached for the knob, the muscular arm pulled its hand away from the door and grabbed the press secretary's arm, twisting it behind her back. Quickly, he pulled her so her back was against his chest, his other arm wrapped around her waist tightly.
"Come on, darling. Let's see how good you really are," a raspy, subtle voice spat into her ear.
Fear was instantly mirrored in CJ's eyes and voice. "Let go of me, now. This is harassment." She struggled in his arms.
"What, afraid I'm too good for you?" He taunted, rubbing the small of her back with his thumb, pressing her arms into his chest.
"Let go of me!" CJ screamed. "Help! I'm being raped!" She yelled as loud as she could. Allan clasped his left hand over her mouth, silencing her.
"Rape? I would never. But, casual sex...well, then...there's an idea." He whispered into her hair, kissing her ear.
CJ breathed in raggedly, a single tear making its way down her cheek. "Now, if I let go of you, do you promise not to scream?" He asked quietly. She nodded. With that, he loosened his grip around her waist and let go of her arms.
She instantly elbowed him in the chest forcefully. Then she stepped on his foot with her shoe- though it being a flat wasn't all that useful. "Nice try, bitch," He spat at her as he tightened his grip on her arms before throwing her on the floor. She landed harshly on her side. In a half moment, he was sitting on top of her stomach, forcing her onto her back.
"Please! Stop. Get off of me. This is rape. Let me go," CJ half yelled at him, her side and arms throbbing with pain.
He pulled back his arm, and before CJ could even close her eyes, he slapped her squarely across of the jaw and her cheek. With a soft scream, her face snapped to the right. Tears began to fall from the immense fear. She attempted a futile scream, which was difficult as his hand covered her mouth. Suddenly, Berenz pulled his left hand back off of her breasts and punched her squarely in the face. All went black.
To be continued. Will be finished by end of week. Keep reading, and please feedback or review. Loves, Nicole.