Chapter 9
“Hmm, now is not the time for that, Leah,” my stepmother hissed.
Still putting on her fake smile for Xavier's parents.
My sharp eyes went to her, and I could only bite on my lips, staying quiet.
After all, I could not afford to anger her.
Not when my mother’s life lay in her hands.
Her stern gaze fixed on me, as she wrapped her hands around me. Her sharp nails dug into my skin.
“Let’s leave things at that, children.
You have all the time to show your concern for each other when you get married,” my stepmother said, ending with a laugh so loud it was obvious that it was fake.
I flinched in pain when her nails tore through my skin, as blood trailed down.
“No mother,” Xavier spoke up abruptly. “I have to make sure my future wife is settled,” he sighed.
My eyes narrowed wondering what game he was
playing at now. And what exactly brought this change in his heart.
If it were to be in the past, he wouldn’t care if I caught him cheating. He would have been glad rather, because then—he could do it openly.
It wasn’t like I had any say in what he did.
Not when he had nothing to lose if this marriage broke off. But as for me, my whole life depended on it.
So what was he playing at now; why is he acting all nice and concerned when he never bothered to do it in
the past?
Was there something I was missing?
Or did something happen that I had no idea about?
“I cannot let my future wife carry on, thinking I had lied to her, so please let me sort this out right now, Mother,” he muttered.
“Leah, yes I did make you believe I forgot our anniversary by sending you no gifts or message,” he breathed.
“And yes, I also did not show up at work all day yesterday.
But before you say or think that I did it for one reason or the other, just listen to me.
I did everything intentionally.
I was busy preparing something special for you, to show my love,” he said, putting on a bright smile.
He twisted, bending down to his seat to retrieve what looked like a jewelry box.
“I realized that we had known each other for years, being close friends for over a decade before we turned lovers.
But then…I never truly showed you how I felt.
Our wedding might have been fixed since you were four—and foolish of me.
I never came to realize that I had never given you something as a token of affection until now.
And now, we are finally getting married, Leah.
You are finally going to become my wife and we will be one.
Just like it was always meant to be—exactly as it had been written in our stars.”
I stared at Xavier, my mind reeling with how good at acting he was.
He sounded so affectionate, so genuine and honest that it almost made me wonder if I had imagined him cheating.
I stood rigid as he walked towards where I stood, with a bright smile etched on his face.
“So my darling future wife.
Take this, as a token and promise of love from your husband,” He said, opening the box.
A sparkling diamond necklace lay inside, reflecting beauty, and dripping with wealth.
“I would have gotten you a ring.
But we are getting engaged next weekend, so I settled for a necklace,” He muttered proudly.
Unclasping the heavy diamond necklace from the box, he moved, wrapping it around my neck.
The money chain sat heavily, dropping down to settle beneath my cleavage, which still marred with hickeys from my activities of last night.
Although the clothes I wore covered it.
“This is where I was yesterday, Leah, love. I was selecting a neck piece to show my love to you,” Xavier’s words burned through my chest.
I did not know whether to cry or laugh, as tears burned at the back of my eyes.
Claps and cheers erupted round the room, from Xavier’s parents, and my step mother.
She looked at Xavier, giving him a wide grin.
Then her gaze slithered to look at the diamond sitting on my neck, and her eyes gleamed with maliciousness.
Past Leah would have been overjoyed by his actions. Xavier looked at me, with somewhat confusion on his face.
I was so sure he had expected me to fall on his arms by now, crying while professing my love for him.
But this new Leah—the same Leah that saw her fiancé having sex with her step sister.
The same Leah that crossed all lines by giving her virginity to a stranger last night stood frozen and speechless.
Xavier never bothered to give me any gifts in the past. So why now?
My eyes snapped to Thomas Kingsley, as rage soared in my heart, remembering the countless times this man had told me I was unworthy for his son.
A shame, it was always his son that had been unworthy for me.
But my brows creased in confusion as I watched him pat on Xavier’s back proudly with a toothy grin.
No…no…this all felt like I had been transported to a different dimension.
One where everybody was suddenly good to me.
But then, something caught my eyes.
And that was all the confirmation I needed to know that this was an act.
I watched her, standing at the far end of the room as her gaze widened in shock.
Chapter 10
Natasha stood there, looking at me for the first time without any hint of jealousy at my closeness with Xavier.
Instead, her lips curled into a satisfied smile, and my breath hitched at her actions.
There definitely was a bigger play somewhere.
“You see, Leah. You doubted Xavier’s intention, when he loves you so much,” My step mother said.
She bent slightly, her lips grazing the tip of my ear.
“You have grown some nerve girl.
I told you to come home earlier, and clean but you still disobeyed me.
Have you forgotten what I can do to your mother if you provoke me?”
————-NEXT DAY——————-
“Leah, you are late again.
The new boss is coming in today, to take over,” my boss, Tina Martins snarled in irritation.
She took one look at my disheveled appearance, as her face tightened in disgust.
“Sorry madam. I had a hold up with booking a cab,” I lied through my teeth, while trying to sound as apologetic as I could.
I did have a hold up, but it was from my step mother making sure I cleaned each and every inch of the large Harnes mansion from last night till this morning.
I finished as early as I could, not even getting a wink of sleep.
I hurried to work knowing I could not afford to lose this job.
I worked as an assistant to the secretary of the CEO at one of the biggest organizations in the city—the Blackwoods Industries.
That was how far my good grades could get me. I thought with a sigh.
At least this was one good thing, and I was extremely proud of it.
Rumor had it that the heir to the Blackwoods just returned after years abroad to take over.
He was to oversee each and every branch of the Blackwood Industries, starting with ours.
I scrunched my face in disgust, thinking what a nepo baby he must be.
I’m not sure I can handle any pompous fool.
Then again, with my job, I hardly interacted with the president anyway.
“The new president is here,” Stacy, a junior worker, said.
She straightened her already arranged clothes while she reapplied her makeup on her already powdered face.
Smoothening her blouse, I watched in unease as she dragged it down.
Leaving a large portion of cleavers on show.
I rolled my eyes at her actions, still trying to keep myself awake.
I should probably try to look even a little bit presentable, but I barely had enough strength to even keep on standing.
It was not every day you had a marathon of sex with a beast of a man then, go home to receive the shock of your life, only staying awake scrubbing a twelve thousand mansion clean.
So looking good for my new boss was the least of my priorities.
“Shsshh. He is here,” Stacy said, overly excited. Her scream earned her a sharp glare from me.
All the staff had already lined up to welcome him—Ethan Blackwood.
My heart pounded erratically the moment he walked in majestically.
It felt like his aura sucked all the air from the room.
His raven-black hair caught the light as he strolled in with long strides like he owned the place, which he did.
His tall frame, about six foot four, was shielded by men in black suits, who tried to keep the press and photographers outside.
His facial features were blocked from my view, but the aura which he carried, towered over the room.
The perfectly tailored brown suit stretched over his wide masculine frame as he listened to a rather shorter man by his side.
“Welcome sir,” We all chorused in unison, when he finally got to where we were gathered.
As a cold silence settled in the room at our words.
And he immediately stopped speaking to the man beside him.
He turned his head as if just realizing we stood there.
The staff held their breath, as I could literally feel Stacy dancing in her shoes.
My jaws dropped as I staggered backwards slightly when I took in the familiarity of the face.
Praying my reaction had not been obvious, I struggled to regularize my breathing.
My hands trembled heavily, and I clasped them together, still not able to believe my eyes.
The man I had spent a passionate night with nights ago was my new boss—Ethan Blackwood.
My horrified eyes lifted, feeling a stare burning through my head, and I found myself staring into the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen, all over again.
I felt my heart stop for a moment, when his beautiful eyes pierced through mine as always.
But his expression was impossible to read.
The man beside him tapped on his arm to get his attention, before he finally looked away.
He walked towards the elevator, not bothering to acknowledge our greetings.
There was no act of recognition in his eyes for me.
And that made me wonder, if he even remembered me at all.
My mind flashed back to the bundle of dollars he left on the bed.
I flinched slightly, just thinking about it.
Of course he won’t remember me.
I was just another hook up, a whore, who he spent a night with.
And I sincerely hoped not to ever cross paths with him.
——-
“Have you processed the documents?” Tina’s snappy voice came.
She stood at the door of the cubicle, watching me strangely.
Just the same way she had been doing since the new boss arrived.
“Yes, ma’am. I have them right here,” I said.
Hurriedly picking the folder up and stretching it towards her.
“The president asked for you.
He said you should bring the folder to him yourself,” she said spitefully.
Her gaze narrowed down on me, making me feel small under her stare.
My chest tightened in both shock and fear.
Why would Ethan ask of me?
Oh God, does he remember me?
Chapter 11
“Wh-what...me?” I stuttered through my words, my heart hammering in my chest.
Why would he ask for me specifically?
It wasn’t my job to interact with the CEO, that was Tina’s job.
My only job was to assist her, so why would he ask for me?
Oh my! Does he remember me from that night? Does wants to fire me?
If it ever got to news that the heir of the Blackwood family spent a night with his office worker, it would create a huge scandal.
That must be the reason, I thought with fear.
“I should be asking you about that, Leah,” Tina said, her sharp gaze cutting into me.
“Why would the president request for you to specifically bring the documents to his office, when the person
meant for the job is right here,” she said, her tone dripping with judgement.
I clenched my fist together in nervousness already knowing what she was trying to imply.
“I have no idea ma’am,” I said with a small voice.
Still trying to remain in her good graces, although I never was.
She scoffed, looking at me with disgust. “Go give the documents to the president, we don’t want
to keep him waiting now, do we?” She sneered darkly, still eyeing me.
I knocked on the large door.
It was glass but still it wasn’t see-through like the rest of the company doors.
My heart pounded in my chest, and my hands which held the documents grew sweaty.
While I waited anxiously for an approval from inside to come in.
“Come in,” his deep baritone voice came through.
Still as familiar as my stranger that night.
I walked in almost immediately pushing the door open.
I had one plan, and that was to drop the documents on his desk and flee immediately before he even had a chance to fire me.
My feet paused when I saw him.
It was actually him, and my eyes had not played tricks on me.
He was my stranger from that night. My stomach clenched with nerves as his intense green orbs stared into mine.
I safely my cheeks flush under his gaze, and I swallowed nervously.
Forcing myself to tear my gaze away from his, I moved towards his desk.
“You asked for the folder sir,” I said.
My voice sounded even more breathless than I had expected.
His eyes never left me like always, every move I made down to my sweaty palms.
I felt light headed under his stare, and I wondered
whether it would be disrespectful to walk out on my boss without being dismissed.
“You have not forgotten your lessons, baby girl,” he
said, and I choked on the spit I had been struggling to swallow under his gaze.
“What do you mean by that sir?” I asked.
Trying not to sound even a little bit affected by the tension in the air or the fact that the temperature seemed to have increased to the point I felt my skin burning.
“Did you know?” He questioned.
My brows furrowed in confusion wondering what he was talking about.
“Did you know who I was when you ran into me at the club?” He asked.
And this time, my eyes widened in understanding of what he was talking about.
I froze, realizing what he was aiming at.
“Of course I did not know who you were,” I snapped. Wanting so badly to bite my sharp words back.
But then again, he was insinuating that I was a gold digger.
“Why would I ever spend a night with my boss, only to suffer embarrassment the next day.
And possibly be fired,” the words tumbled out of my lips, and I instantly regretted my tone, realizing who I was talking to.
“I’m sorry sir, for speaking rudely.
Please if I may leave, I have work to do,” I said nervously, moving eagerly towards the door before he could stop me.
“You step out of the door, and you are fired,” he deep voice growled as dread pulled down my stomach.
“I find it hard to believe that a woman like you would not know who I am.
When my family’s name is being rung in each and every corner of the city,” he hissed darkly, and I struggled to keep my mouth shut.
I knew I could not retort back, my job was on the line.
“Why did you come to the club then?” He asked.
His eyes tried to gauge even the very flicker of emotions that I portrayed.
“For the same reason you came,” I said, sounding as polite as I could.
But for some reason, his eyes flared with heat at my answer, and I had this insane urge to squeeze my thighs together.
“And did I meet up to your expectations?” He questioned.
“Yes sir,” I said, my tone sounding softer than I
wanted.
“Come here, baby girl,” his voice came, thick and heavy with desire.
I stood still, at his words. My legs, unwilling to move.
“Don’t disrespect your boss baby girl, when I call you—
you come,” his sultry voice came again
. And that sent a pool of arousal straight towards my womanhood.
I walked towards where he sat on his desk. He rolled his chair backwards for me to enter.
My gaze heavy with lust, as my slick thighs rubbed
together. I fought hard, not to beg him to fuck me right there.
Lord! This man has ruined me. When did I become one of those horny girls that could not control themselves, I thought.
“Kneel, for me,” one command.
And was on my knees like a fool, before the same man who took my virginity, and left cash on my bed—disrespecting me like a slut.
“Unbuckle my trouser, and pull my dick out,” his thick
husky voice said.
My hands darted out, doing what he asked, eager to please him.
I slowly unbuckled his belt. And then, I took my sweet time in pulling down his trousers, along with his boxers
enough for his enormous cock to slap me in the face.
It stood heavy and ready. The tip, already glistening with precum.
The room felt hot, as the sound of his breathing filled the room.
I moved forward, my nose barely brushing his monster, as I inhaled his scent.
A soft whimper slipping out of my throat from being so close to him, yet doing nothing.
“Look at you. Sitting while your cock leaked with cum for your employee,” I said, surprising myself with my boldness.
His eyes flared at my words, and he moved his hands out.
His fingers tangled through the strands of my unkempt auburn hair, as he wrapped them in a fist.
He tightened his hold on my hair, enough to set my scalp on fire as he raised my face to look at his.
My ocean blue one’s clashing with his stormy green eyes. I knelt patiently, waiting for his next command.
“Stroke it then suck, like a good girl you are.”
Chapter 12
“Yes sir,” I said, taking his enormous d**k in my hands as I stroked it—my movements were immature and naive.
But with the way he threw his head back, his mouth gaping open with his eyes shut as a raspy moan ripped through his throat did something to me.
My mind burned with passion to do more, craving to hear him moan loud, knowing I was the one doing this to him.
His shaft jerked in my hands, as the long veins underneath it, pulsed with blood flowing through.
My tongue darted out, licking the bead of precum on the head, and I purred in pleasure at the salty taste, my thighs growing sticky with arousal.
I did it again, this time licking him from his balls to the head, and at that moment, he let out a brutal groan of pleasure, which made me smile.
My lips wrapped around the head, as my tongue splayed out to lick the head, wrapping softly, and sucking on the beads of precum.
I took him in slowly, just the tip, then released it with a pop, making him moan louder, and his hands on my hair tightened.
“Don’t play with me baby girl,” he warned, his husky voice sent an ache down my cunt, and my hands darted down, inside my skirt to touch myself.
“Don’t you dare touch yourself, only I can make you come,” he threatened, making my movement pause.
He held his cock, his fist tightening around the head, as his precum dripped down the length making my mouth water.
“Now suck, and do it like a good girl you are,” he said, and my body immediately obeyed.
My lips clasped around the head, and I struggled to accommodate the entire length into my mouth.
I slid upward, sucking on the head as I went back down, taking as much as I could.
His breathless moans fuelled me to do more.
His hands shook in my hair, as he guided my head down his length, his hardness hitting the back of my throat and making me gag, my throat flexing and accommodating more of him.
“Dirty girl, taking your boss cock, deep down his throat, knowing anyone could walk in right now, and catch us,” he said, and the thrill in being caught—of somebody walking in and seeing me in this position, me on my knees worshipping my boss’s cock made me almost cum instantly.
“Argghh,” he groaned—my eyes wide, fascinated at his expression, which was scrunched up in pleasure.
He guided my mouth up and down his shaft, the head hitting the end of my throat at every time, the pain from his grip on my hair radiating through me, sending a different kind of pleasure down my core.
I struggled to breathe from the fullness and the pace with which he moved.
“Argghh…shitt,” He cursed and I felt his thick length jerk widely in my mouth, ropes of cum trailing down my throat, which I swallowed eagerly, every last drop of it.
He tucked himself back in, scowling his expression again, as he looked at me like I degraded him, and that sent shame ripping through me like the last time.
“How much is your bill?” He asked, his eyes not giving away any emotions as he watched me.
His words sounded funny, so I did the only logical thing, and laughed.
I laughed hard—so hard that tears gathered in my eyes, which I blinked away not wanting him to see.
“So you are going to do it again?
Treat me like a whore, just like you did the last time?”I asked, my body vibrating in anger and shame at how easily I had given myself to him.
“Paying for your services is not the same as treating you like a whore.
I don’t take things for free,” he said, his stormy green eyes, burnt holes in mine.
“Semantics,” I scoffed in anger.
“I don’t need your money,” I said, trying to calm myself.
I still felt ashamed for my actions, and also the fact that he did not bother to get me off, although my arousal had disappeared now, at his words.
“Then what do you want?” He asked, as if not seeing anything wrong with what he was doing.
“What do I want,” I repeated, while taking in the seriousness in his gaze.
‘What do I actually want?’ I wondered.
I wanted many things for myself, like how I wanted my mother’s health to get better.
To take my inheritance out from the slimy hands of my step mother and sister.
To destroy Xavier for playing me like a fool for years and to break the marriage alliance between us.
But then, how could I possibly achieve those things, when I had nothing to my name.
“And you would give me anything I want?” I asked, gauging his reaction.
His jaw tightened, as he watched me as always.
“As long as it is in my capacity to give I will, but I have my conditions,” he said, and for a brief moment, his eyes flickered down my body.
“And what would that be?” I questioned not being ready to jump into a deal foolishly without knowing what was at stake.
“Your body.
I want to use your body for my pleasure willingly, at any time, day, or hour I might need you, you would be ready.
The contract would go on, for as long as I want it, but then I demand discretion about our involvement.
The moment even a word gets out about what is happening between us our deal is off,” he said, his piercing gaze on me.
“My body, just that?
A man like you can have any woman you want, so why me?” I asked, finding it hard to believe that he would want me just because of my body, when I was not even a quarter next to the level he was.
“I have my reason for why I want you, now do you agree to the deal?” He asked.
“And you’ll give me anything I want?” I asked again, to be sure I was not hearing things.
“Yes,”
“What if I want your power and backing, but discreetly too, would you give me that?” I asked, my breathing steady, as my mind reeled with ways I could make my step mother pay for all the wrongs she had caused me and my mother.
“Yes, I would,” he said, as a calm silence settled between us.
“What is your answer baby girl, are you in?”
Chapter 13
“Sir, you have a meeting in five minutes,” a feminine voice called from outside.
Her voice followed by a series of knocks that broke whatever was fueling between us, leaving only an embarrassed tension.
He finally took his eyes away from me to stare at the door, his expression blazing with anger as if he was annoyed at the disturbance.
“Think about what I said—but remember I won’t wait forever.
And once you are mine, you are just mine.
I don’t share,” he snarled the last statement, sending a chill of danger down my spine, but it was not like my body was ever going to obey me.
“Leave,” he said, finally dismissing me as I hurried out of his office.
My mouth swollen from his brutal thrust, with my cheeks inflamed red from shame and an edged climax—my hair laid in disarray on my head, along with my unkempt clothes.
I came face to face with Tina, who stood outside his door as she watched me with my head down leaving the office.
“Why did you take so long, Leah?” Her question halted me in my tracks.
I turned to face her, already irritated by her behavior today.
“What do you mean ma’am?” I asked through gritted teeth, trying my best not to snap.
No good ever came from being disrespectful to your boss—rather than a sack letter.
“You have been in there for over thirty minutes, and I had important documents that needed processing,” she snapped, her eyes flaring with anger as she spoke.
“The president found my company interesting, or was I supposed to walk out on him?” I said, and immediately the words left my mouth, I regretted it.
Knowing exactly what kind of scandal words like that can create, Tina would never miss an opportunity to slam my name in the mud.
“What exactly do you mean by that?” She asked, stepping so close to me, and disrupting my comfort.
“I am sorry ma’am.
I was just trying to say that the president was asking me some things about how this branch is run, and I could not leave without him dismissing me,” I lied through my teeth, my hands clenching into a fist.
My clammy palm was sweaty as I nervously hoped that she bought my lie.
“You better be honest Leah, because the president does not go for women like you.
You’ll only disgrace yourself when he dumps you, if at all he ever found you appealing enough to touch in the first place,” she said sharply, her eyes taking me in, as her features scowled in disgust.
“And after all, he is already madly in love with his fiancée—Jennifer Anderson.
The heiress to the prestigious Anderson’s wealth, you must have heard of her,” she sighed, as she shook her head looking at me in pity.
“Two powerful couples, built from wealth and love.
I would not want you to be embarrassed at her presence, knowing you were trying to seduce her fiancé,” she said darkly, and my eyes widened at her words.
My heart pounded loudly against my rib cage, Ethan was engaged.
Those words echoed tirelessly in my head.
Of course I knew Jennifer Anderson, all the news media outlets sang her praises tirelessly.
She is after all the country’s sweetheart—rich, famous and kind.
But I had no idea she was engaged to Ethan, not like I was publicly active with the new coming information all the time, and they do indeed make a matching fit.
What did I ever expect, that Ethan, had miraculously found my body so appealing and enough that he would not want to let me go, of course not.
Besides it was no news that Jennifer travelled out of the country five years ago to continue her education, almost at the same time that Ethan travelled out.
They must have been together all these years, although no news had been brought out that she is back in the country yet.
Maybe that was the reason he needed me, a nobody to fill his bed, someone who would not risk telling the public about whatever happened between us.
And I fit in that category perfectly, a new whole different taste.
Stupid me, for expecting more from men, mostly powerful ones like him again—not like I was any innocent though, when I was already engaged to another man.
“There is nothing like that happening between us ma’am,” I said quietly, feeling so stupid, for almost falling into his trap and accepting the deal.
“Hmm,” she said walking away.
———-
“These were not what I asked you to do.
These documents are disorganized and the money is not properly balanced,” she shouted in anger, her words brought me out of my thoughts.
I hastily stood up to see what she was going on about now, only for her to swing the folder at me, the edge of the papers cutting through my face, as they scattered on the floor beneath me.
I bent down to pick them, noticing some employees had already stopped their work, and were now watching with wide eyes.
“What do you mean ma’am?
I did exactly what you asked of me, how can the funds not be balanced properly?” I asked, my hands already trembling in fear as I read the documents I held.
My gaze drifted going to the last page, and my mouth gaped open after reading its contents.
“What…no…no…this is not possible ma’am I balanced the money after taking it from the account department.
We closed the deal with the Wilson Industries at eighty million, which I showed you before depositing at the account department.
I have no idea why the account statement shows seventy million deposited ma’am.
Maybe it’s a fault from the accounts department ma’am let’s go there and find out,” I said hurriedly, eager to clear my name.
“Are you blaming other employees for your mishaps, when it is clear you stole money from the company?
Why not just admit it Leah, you are a thief, and you have been doing it for a long time,” she said venomously, and I shook my head at her words, my vision already growing blurry with tears.
“No ma’am, I am not a thief, I would nev…” the resounding sound of a slap echoed as my face was thrown to the other side.
My neck bent awkwardly to the side from being slapped as a stinging pain shot through me.
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Table of Contents
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Chapter 1
2_3
Chapter 2–3
4_8
Chapter 4_8
9_13
Chapter 9_13
14_18
Chapter 14_18
19_23
Chapter 19_23
24_28
Chapter 24_28
29_33
Chapter 29_33
34_38
Chapter 34_38
39_43
Chapter 39_43
44_48
Chapter 44_48
49_53
Chapter 49_53
54_58
Chapter 54_58
59_63
Chapter 59_63
64_68
Chapter 64_68
69_73
Chapter 69_73
74_78
Chapter 74_78
79_83
Chapter 79_83
84_88
Chapter 84_88
89_93
Chapter 89_93
94_98
Chapter 94_98
99_103
Chapter 99_103
104_108
Chapter 104_108
109_113
Chapter 109_113
114_118
Chapter 114_118
119_123
Chapter 119_123
124_128
Chapter 124_128
129_133
Chapter 129_133
134_138
Chapter 134_138
139_143
Chapter 139_143
144_148
Chapter 144_148
149_153
Chapter 149_153
154_158
Chapter 154_158
159_163
Chapter 159_163
164_168
Chapter 164_168
169_174
Chapter 169_174