Betrayed by Husband, I married the CEO

Chapter 1

Uu…uh

“Tell me, what do you want?” The man whispered with a soft growl that danced between desire and control.

Mmmh!

Ahhh!

Please…

“Please for what?”

Fu…”

Say it, baby…mmmh.

“Stan…pls, can you? Ahhh!”

“Seems you love being punished so much?” He whispered into her ear, his fingers sliding further into her core, drawing another sharp gasp that reverberated through the room.

“Stan…please fuck. Me.”

“At your service, baby.” He whispered.

Then the soft moans and breathy gasps followed, flesh hitting against flesh, hot and needy.

Their voices were in sync as it spilled out of the slightly open door like warm air escaping into the quiet hallway.

It was a welcome song Alicia received the moment she stepped into the sitting room.

She followed the sound of the voice, and surprisingly, it was coming from the bedroom.

Evelyn's bedroom, her gaze narrowed slightly, her hands tightened around the strap of her handbag as her heels clicked once against the tiled floor… then stopped.

Seems I came at the wrong time.

She hadn’t meant to arrive unannounced. It was supposed to be a surprise visit and a simple one.

She had even smiled on her way there, thinking her best friend would squeal, hug her, maybe tease her for finally taking a break from her “perfect wife duties.”

But now…this was definitely the wrong time to visit. Her gaze swept around the sitting room as a few thoughts crossed her mind.

Should she sit down and wait for her? Or maybe she might go over to the kitchen and see what best she could get.

No, that wouldn't be right…maybe she should take a walk down the road.

“Ahhh!”

“Harder, please.” Evelyn's voice bled through, filled with need and desire.

Instinctively, she felt her core tighten and her nipples going hard.

This would be difficult. Guess I have to take my leave.

The sound behind that door wrapped around her like something she wasn’t meant to hear, yet she heard and felt it.

Heat crept up her neck. Alicia swallowed.

Her cheeks flushed instinctively, a reflex she couldn’t control.

But you don't blame her, even after six years of marriage, intimacy—real intimacy—was something she had only ever tiptoed around.

Her husband, Stanley, had never been attentive to her physiological needs.

Armed with a series of excuses why they couldn't get intimate…Alicia could only endure.

And if he was in a good mood, he might ask for a lap dance, the only opportunity Alicia takes to help herself cum.

Their nights had always been brief, mechanical, and often nonexistent.

She had told herself it was normal. That marriage changed things. That men are like that.

But this…This was different. The sounds behind the door were alive. She wondered if she would ever experience such pleasure from her husband.

The thought of it stirred an unfamiliar emotion lodged in her chest. Alicia felt embarrassed.

She shifted awkwardly, glancing back toward the empty corridor. I shouldn’t be here. Her mind reached for reason.

This is her best friend’s home. Of course, at this time, she isn’t alone. Alicia convinced herself that she should leave…pretend she never came.

She had only taken a small step backward when the utterance from the door made her freeze.

“Stanley… fuck me harder. Mmmh…

aaah…”

“Stan…I know you’ve always loved me, right?” Evelyn's sultry voice was so enticing that Alicia wanted to swear it wasn't her

.

Stanley, Evelyn…the coincidence was certainly not….

Alicia's brain, for a moment, locked on one truth. The two persons in there were really…her husband and her best friend

The world stopped. The air left Alicia’s lungs so suddenly it felt like something had struck her.

“Always…every minute, I had always wanted to engrave you and assimilate you into my body.” Stanley's raspy voice came, accompanied with flesh against another.

This time, Alicia's heart slammed hard against her chest. Her fingers went numb around her bag.

No.

It's impossible.

Her mind rejected it instantly. No, that’s not him. Alicia wanted to believe this, but the voice could never be wrong.

As though waiting for a confirmation, the man's voice cut through the heavy silence again. “Eve baby, you are too sweet.”

“Than your wife?” Evelyn pressed, Alicia could hear the mockery laced in every word.

“She holds no candle to you…just wait until I have that project on my lap.”

Alicia shook her head. She knew the project he was referring to, and this was supposed to be him helping her secure her inheritance from her vampire family.

Who would have thought he was already plotting to take over and then….

What follows? Alicia couldn't dare herself imagine it. Her knees nearly gave out. But her body reacted before her mind could catch up.

She staggered slightly, her shoulder brushing the wall beside her as she needed it to remain standing.

Her lips parted, but no sound came out. Her chest tightened violently, like something inside was being crushed.

Every denial she had prepared slipped through her fingers because inside her best friend’s house was her husband fucking her real hard while he plotted against her.

She slowly walked towards the bedroom, the voice clearer and hot at every step she took. The session was quite a steamy one.

Alicia slowly dipped her hand in her bag and pulled out her phone and immediately, she tiptoed to the bedroom, the door slightly ajar.

No doubt they had forgotten to close the door in a moment of rush and now it was to her advantage.

A slow cruel smirk curled her lips as her fingers danced across the screen and moments later she was recording the situation right away.

Her heart thumped hard but she forced it still. In this marriage she was done and this was the very evidence that could pull it down.

But what the reality was, Alicia knew better…Stanley would not let her go. And certainly not without a fight.