CHAPTER 7: MY PLAN

Cynthia's back shot out, a masculine hand grabbed her hair firmly, making it look painful.

"Oh..yeah..yeah..Adrian..just like that. Don't ever fucking stop," she screamed in pleasure. Her ass was wiggling on his dick, making a clapping sound as her ass cheeks came in contact with his skin. 

"Oh..God..Cynthia..you..are..so..fucking..wet."

He groaned loudly, his other hands held her waist firmly, assisting her movement on him. He rammed into her faster and her fingers dug into the bedsheet.

He turned her over, her back coming in contact with the bed. She placed her hands on his chest, they were filled with lust. 

She smiled to myself, knowing she could make him feel this way. He reduced his speed and she gave a little whine on his dick, clamping the walls of her pussy tightly on his dick.

"Oh..Cynthia..stop..doing..that," he threw his head backwards. He always did that when he was close to cumming. She continued teasing him, knowing she was close to climax too.

He pushed his length into her at once and both of them had their orgasm together.

"Argggggg," he cried out in a husky voice, pouring his entire seed into her.

Cynthia laid on his chest, naked. Only one side of her ass is covered by the blanket.

"How's it going, love?" Adrian—Cynthia's boyfriend—asked.

"Well you know, still the same old thing," she shrugged.

This time his voice became deeper. "I'm asking about Jason, how's it going?

Cynthia shifted a bit to the other side. "Still the same thing Adrian, his father hasn't gotten back to me and from the look of things I'm not sure Jason would want it."

3 years ago, it was Adrian's idea to make sure Cynthia marries Jason. She felt it was rude and only thought about being on very good terms with a billionaire family. That was the only reasonable thing to her.

"Make sure you marry him babe, that's the only thing I want, asides that we are done," he threatened, got off the bed in his birthday suit and walked into the bathroom.

She sat thinking about how demanding and rude Adrian was becoming. 

What was going through his head? Why was he hellbent on making sure I marry Jason?

"If I have to marry Jason, it will be on my own terms, not his anymore," she said to herself and it suddenly made sense to her.

She could be the wife of a billionaire and lived the baby girl life she had always wanted. Be done with this lowlife Adrian and chill in money.

The money, the fame, the respect; everything associated with the wealthy will be hers.

Her smile soon turned into a sinister one, "I know what to do," she said to herself.

*****

Cara dragged their bags in with one hand, the other hand supported Mason, he was fast asleep on her shoulder. He was small but he had the weight of a 5 year old child.

She laid him gently on the bed, not trying to wake him up. Her hand reached for her mobile phone while the other placed the bags in a corner of the room.

She slumped onto the couch, groaning. "Oh the agony of motherhood, no one ever told me about you."

She helped herself to a bottle of water and settled down to check her messages. Seeing that she had 30 missed calls, she wondered who must have been calling her.

Her boss, her co-workers and finally, Daniel. His number of calls ranked the most.

She had first met him a few months back when she just arrived at Bana but she only took him as a friend while she was sure he took her the other way round.

She returned his calls first, waiting for him to pick up.

"Hi Cara, it's been a while. Have you been trying to avoid me?"

"Oh, that's so silly of you Daniel. Some things came up and I had to travel to New York. M–"

"New York? You went to New York Cara and you had no idea to let me know about it," his voice suddenly went hostile.

She dropped the phone to her ear to check if she placed the right call.

"Daniel, last time I checked, I am an adult and I'm neither your girlfriend nor your younger sister. So please I'd advise you to check your tone while talking to me," she replied, obviously pissed.

Her head spun different things, only if he knew who she was. He wouldn't dare open his stinking mouth and run it carelessly anywhere close to her.

"You saw Jason, didn't you? You saw your ex husband, right? That is the only reason I'm getting this attitude and response from you," he said.

"You know what, Daniel?" She said, tired from the day's journey. "Let's call it a night, I believe you want to get on my nerves purposely and you are already doing it. Tomorrow morning when we talk, I'll forget about this insolent attitude from you. Goodnight," she ended the call without letting him give a reply to what she said.

Oh boy, had she not made a mistake. Taking him as a friend warranted every stupid attitude she received from him tonight and it was her fault.

During the early days when her heart felt heavy and she needed someone to talk to badly, she had opened up about Jason to him, leaving some things confidential.

Now he dared to open his mouth and talk to her anyhow. He didn't even care to listen to what she had to say. Pfffff men.

She walked to her fridge and grabbed a chilling bottle of coke. Her phone beamed in the dark room, giving the notification that a message entered.

She picked up her phone and read through. 

Tears formed quickly in her eyes.

'Cara, I know so well that you don't even know yourself. You are this shameless woman, who has no idea who the father of her child is. Trust me when I say you belong to me alone, only me.'

Fear gnawed at her as she saw the devil emoji accompanying the last message in the end. She froze right at that spot, the bastard just used her only weakness against her.