Ryan’s POV "It's a pleasure to finally have you as a business partner, Ryan," The elderly president of Moreno Softwares, Damon Moreno said to me as we shook hands, and I bowed to him in courtesy."Same here, Damon. I hope we remain partners for a long time," I replied, with a smile which he mirrored and nodded.Damon Moreno, though forty-three years older than me, was one of my most-trusted business partners in the software business, and I had invested some millions in his company some days ago to seal our newly-founded partnership."By the way, did you hear that Fernandez is hosting the annual charity gala this year?" Damon asked as I walked him to the entrance of the company where his driver was waiting with his car."Fernandez? The brat whose father died a couple of months ago?" I replied with a question of mine, and Damon nodded in affirmation which made me scoff.The brat was going to have squandered his dad's hard-earned wealth before the year ended with how reckless he was cur
Ophelia’s POV "Ophelia, are you okay?" Jason asked me when he noticed I had remained unmoving and frozen after Ryan left the living room.I concealed my fear, and nodded to him with a small smile, "Yes, I am,""I'm going to see what Ryan needs, I'll be right back," I told Jason and patted his shoulder before I trekked to the staircase, and climbed it with my heart in my mouth.It was obvious that Ryan was mad at me or at something I did to him, and no matter how hard I tried to rummage my thoughts to think of what I could have done, I just couldn't place a finger on it.With a deep exhale, I knocked on the door and waited for him to usher me in."Come in," I heard him gruff, and that only made me more scared as the thought of running into my room and bolting it from inside to hide from Ryan's wrath struck me but I shook the thought away and pushed the door open."You c-called me," I stammered as I stood with my hands clasped in my front, and at a reasonable distance away from Ryan wh
Ophelia’s POV Immediately, I flung the door to my bedroom open, I bounded right into the bathroom to throw up everything I had just swallowed. It got to a point when I just started dry heaving as I had puked out the entire contents of my stomach.I burst into tears as the stale odor of my vomit filled the air, coupled with the all-too-familiar taste of Ryan's cum that was still present on my tongue.At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to wipe myself off the surface of the earth.I had given up on everything before it even started.If I could, I would jump into a lagoon or lay on the railway tracks to leave the world but the thought of my dad, couped up in the hospital bed, and in terrible pain made me reluctantly shrug the decision off.The monster–Ryan had already paid me for my services, and it wouldn't be ethical for me to just leave like that.Even though I doubted he'd even feel bad if I die. The man was clearly heartless, seeing how he had talked to me while he was doing
Ophelia’s POV "Yeah, alright. As if you don't have a crush on Dylan. Stop lying to yourself, Ava," I scoffed with my phone held against my ear as I arranged my freshly-washed clothes into the walk-in closet."No, of course not. Eww, I don't like that guy, he acts too aloof and most importantly, he is a bully. Have you forgotten how wicked he was to me in high school?" Ava retorted, and I could picture her prancing around her bedroom, with flushed cheeks as she spoke about him."Okay, since you said so, milady. I won-" I was cut short by a knock on the door, and I huffed in irritation as I walked to the door and flung it open.It was one of Ryan's maids."Good morning, Miss Ophelia. Master has requested your presence in his study," She informed me before I could hang up on Ava.Fuck, the maid had blown my cover.My boss, according to my lies, was an incontinent old man who could only speak and eat. He couldn't walk or do any hectic actions, and he'd definitely not be able to go to a s
Ophelia’s POV On one hand, one of them was literally yanking me backward with my hair, in the guise of wanting my hair to look perfect and enthralling, while on the other, some sharp instruments–but not too sharp, were being shoved under my nail plate, and into my nail bed.How the hell do rich people live like this? It felt like my toes were about to be yanked off my feet but I couldn't utter a peep, so I just withstood the pain by pursing my lips into a thin line."Wow, Miss. Your skin is so smooth, looks like you won't need waxing," The bossy woman said, and I just chuckled awkwardly as I had no idea of how to respond.They made me flutter my eyes shut as they rallied around to put me in a dress, and also place jewelry on me. Soon, the tugging and pulling on my face and hair stopped as the room became silent.It was then I realized that they had left just like they had arrived; stealthily like a thief in the night while my eyes were still flickered closed.They could have at least
Ryan’s POV "Are you ready?" I asked Ophelia as we stepped onto the threshold of the large hall which was decorated expensively and magnificently with elegantly-clothed people who had identical plastic smiles and airs of haughtiness surrounding them.In response, she gazed at me and winced before she nodded. I had to suppress the urge to chuckle as her grip on my hand got harder.For a moment before we left the mansion, I had almost decided against torturing her like I wanted to at the party, but after she moaned deliciously while we were in the car when I helped her with the car belt, I knew I wanted to have her under me, letting out those lethal yet pleasant sounds as I brought her to trip over the edge.The thought made heat pool to the pit of my belly, traveling downward to my tip before I could get disgraced by my almost-aroused cock. I squeezed Ophelia's hand, smiled down at her, and nodded before we stepped inside the hall.My hand slipped out from Ophelia's, and slid down her
Ophelia’s POV I frowned as Ryan started to continually glance sideways at me.What was he plotting? I thought as I stared at him.I noticed that he was repeatedly glancing at something under the table, and although I wanted to give in to my curiosity to check what it was, I held myself back from doing so because I knew I would seem rude to Ciella and Damon if I did that.So, I just decided to ignore Ryan and his weird antics as I grabbed a glass of champagne from a waitress strolling past the table.I stared at the scintillating color of the drink before I brought the rim to my lips and took a tentative sip. My eyes rounded in awe as I withdrew the wine glass from my mouth and stirred it under the amber lightning from the chandelier above our table.It looked so beautiful as I stared at it.I was about to take a second sip when I felt the plug inside me vibrate for a split second which made me let out a choked moan. I was embarrassed immediately when the sound left my mouth and the e
Ophelia’s POV Later that night after Ryan and I bid farewell to Damon and his wife and some of Ryan's other business partners, he dragged me home and proceeded to fuck me again while I faced the mirror as he decorated open-mouthed kisses down my neck.It was an electrifying adventure for me and I thought that if Ryan and I could continue having sex in such a thrilling manner like that every day, maybe I wouldn't regret selling myself that much.I'd enjoy it and he'd also enjoy it. It'd be a fifty-fifty victory for the both of us.I just hoped Ryan didn't get into one of his deranged mood swings one of these days and force me to do something horrendous to him."Good morning, Ophelia," Jason's voice drifted into my line of hearing as I slammed my bedroom door shut and locked it, in preparation to leave for an important morning class."Morning, Jason. Hope you slept well?" I smiled at him as I walked closer to him. It seemed he had just come out of Ryan's bedroom as he had an empty glas