Sidd didn't miss a beat. "How much for just a night?" "S-sir?" Lois stuttered. Then he composed himself. "Excuse me sir, I don't quite get you..." "I asked how much it would cost me to have her for a night." Sidd said again, turning around to pin Lois down with a hard stare. "I don't like repeating myself." Dumbfounded was an understatement to describe what Lois felt. The expensive MacBook pro nearly toppled from his hand, along with the suitcase, but a tiny part of his mind was able to stop that from happening. He tried to get something out, but whatever came out of his mouth was unintelligible. Sidd's stare never wavered. He stared down at his secretary, who was a couple inches below him in height, and Lois was actually a tall man. Sidd was losing patience. "I am waiting to hear you talk." Lois slowly got over the surprise and considered his options. When he remembered that the CEO asked how much it would cost, the gears in his mind clicked fast, reminding him of how he could elevate himself to the next level financially of he played his cards right. The CEO was a gold mine, and he could make a fortune if he gave him what he wanted. He didn't think twice about what he wanted. "To have ten percent share of D&S."
Nuella heard her stomach rumble uncomfortable under the curve of her soft, voluptuous breasts in her tank top. She sighed and stared up at the majestic and giant clock hanging on the tall glass wall of the lobby.
Three hours.
Three damn hours and her boyfriend Lois hadn't stepped out yet so they could go home and eat something. She only had a milkshake before rushing off for a lecture in the morning, and now she was ready to devour a whole cow alive. Yes, she was at that point. It didn't help that this place was making her even more nervous.
Everything was glass and screamed billion-dollar wealth. The employees that constantly passed by all looked like they stepped off the cover of a business fashion runway. They all had that air of self importance, barely throwing her a glance as they breezed past. Even the giant porcelain painting of an angel with large wings seemed like it cost more than her entire existence.
Where the hell was Lois?
She stood up from the seat for the umpteenth time in a row, pacing slightly. If he didn't show up in the next ten minutes, she made up her mind that she would just leave. She frowned slightly, smoothly down the invisible creases on her small skirt. After all, this was a Friday. He shouldn't be taking this long. Worse, he wasn't answering his texts.
She could not call, because D&S production billion-dollar company was really strict with unnecessary calls during work hours. Lois had warned her about how ruthless his boss could be, and she didn't want to get her boyfriend in trouble at work.
Especially when the job was so important to them.
Lois told her he'd been working here for five years before he even had the honor to become the secretary to the CEO. That position came with a lot of opportunities and a giant paycheck, and he had been doing so well financially. He even got her gifts and so many things that made her heart melt from the sweetness. The only thing about the job she didn't like was the big boss.
She shuddered just thinking about him.
The man was Satan himself. Well, that was what she heard. He was ruthless, unstoppable when it came to acquiring power and he had the infuriating confidence that he can get whatever, that is anything at all, he wants in this world without sweat. From the whispers about him being the terror of the business world, she decided she hated men like that. Men who had complete disregard for anyone who was beneath them.
Nuella didn't care one bit about riches, or how high he might be on the Forbes' list. She only cared about how human a man was. That's what attracted her to Lois. He was so humane, sweet. He might be annoying sometimes -like right now- but she loved him for who he is, not his paycheck.
Shaking her head, she muttered. "Why am I even thinking about such random stuff?" She adjusted her small bag on her bare shoulder and checked the time again. "Five more minutes and I'll leave."
Her legs were starting to ache from pacing around, so she made to go back to her seat. However, the elevator at the far opposite end beeped suddenly, making her pause in her tracks.
The sleek elevator doors began to slide upon and she perked up, hoping it was her boyfriend, but the person that strode out made her small smile fade off. And she went still, stunned by the sight in front of her. It was a Greek God. He was towering, tall and broad and well-built like a stallion. His aura was so powerful that it blinded her, overwhelmed her senses and scrambled her mind. It didn't take two guesses for her to know exactly who he was.
The big boss. The CEO.
He looked straight at her, and Nuella was shocked by the intensity of his dark stare. He had mesmerizing eyes, but that realization made a spike of fear shoot down her spine. That made him more dangerous. This was her first time seeing him, and even sharing direct eye contact with the devil. But she decided it would also be her last.
Sidd did a slow, tortuous appraisal of the beautiful, soft and exotic-looking girl standing in the lobby, with a lost expression on her face. He was a master of reading people, and he could see her sheepishness and innocence in the uncomfortable way she held her bag tighter, and nibbled on her bottom lip.
Those lips. She was like a puppy. And he would have fun vandalizing that innocence.
He shifted his gaze forward, listening to the footsteps of his secretary echoing behind him like a little shadow. He did not have to look back to know that Lois, his employee, knew that girl. So he asked coolly, "Who is she?"
Lois looked up from the MacBook pro he had been staring at and trailed his eyes to the other side, instantly noticing Nuella. He could recognize his girlfriend's beautiful ginger-red hair and petite, curvy body anywhere.
"That's my girlfriend." Lois said, staring at his Boss' side profile warily.
Sidd didn't miss a beat. "How much for just a night?"
"S-sir?" Lois stuttered. Then he composed himself. "Excuse me sir, I don't quite get you..."
"I asked how much it would cost me to have her for a night." Sidd said again, turning around to pin Lois down with a hard stare. "I don't like repeating myself."
Dumbfounded was an understatement to describe what Lois felt. The expensive MacBook pro nearly toppled from his hand, along with the suitcase, but a tiny part of his mind was able to stop that from happening. He tried to get something out, but whatever came out of his mouth was unintelligible.
Sidd's stare never wavered. He stared down at his secretary, who was a couple inches below him in height, and Lois was actually a tall man. Sidd was losing patience. "I am waiting to hear you talk."
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After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.