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40| LONG AWAITED COITUS
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Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 41| ‘YOU’RE NOTHING TO ME’
AIDEN"Please, Aiden, please stop…" It was her mantra, but she would not stop taking my dick, pushing her hips forward to meet my thrusts every time she wanted more.I finally let her sleep, but only after I had given her enough orgasms to last her a while before she let me fuck her pussy again.We ran through three whole rounds, and I came twice, even without any pain involved in our sex sessions. She fell asleep immediately after I slipped out of her and so fucking unlike me, I stayed beside her on the bed and stared at the woman like I was just meeting her for the very first time.It took a lot for me to finally snap out of it, and when I did, I groaned on seeing the mess on the bed. Since I had obviously refused—not forgotten—to use a condom, I had to dispose my cum on the bedsheets, and now they were messed up. It was the first time I had fucked a woman without a condom.I did not regret my decision, though, and I ended up just going to clean myself up in the washroom and then re
Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 42| ANOTHER HEARTBREAK
PERSYI had never been so broken in my life. I sat on my bed in my apartment, numb from crying all evening, yet asking myself why exactly I was crying.Aiden had been right. It was just sex. Why did I have to feel so entitled? It was not like he had promised me anything after that night. In fact, my first red flag should have been the one where he'd left immediately after the sex. He cleaned me up and all, but for some reason, I had expected him to be beside me when I woke up, at least just so we could talk about how good or apparently bad the sex between us was.This was my biggest fear, becoming reality now. I had avoided giving myself to Aiden because I felt that just like Trevor, he would decide that I was so boring in bed, and that he wanted nothing to do with me. I expected it to happen, but I had not expected it to happen so fast. It was so embarrassing to think about it, most especially about the way he had kicked me out of his car.I did not regret the sex, though. No matter
Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 43| PERSEPHONE, THE MECHANIC
PERSY Aiden just sent me a letter. We have to be at some dinner party in two days from today. He did not hand me the letter himself, though. He sent a security official to hand it to me. Was I supposed to be over this by now? Yes. Was I over it, though? That would be a capital no. I even succumbed to acting really stupid this past week. I had to involve Trevor in my stupidity at a point; we went out together, we hugged each other in Aiden's presence, and so many other things that was supposed to call his attention to me. Aiden never gave us a second glance. He never tried to make me jealous with anyone either, just went about his work as casually as he always did while I kept making a fool of myself. After sometime, I stopped going to Trevor, on seeing that I was I was just acting so desperate. I decided to focus on my job, but every time I got something from him, the thoughts about him seemed to resurface. I wished I knew what had gone wrong, just so at least I could try to make t
Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 44| TREAT HER NICE
AIDEN"Oh hey, Aiden! Long time, man. Where's the miss?" Charlie, one of our youngest partners shouted at me over the deafening music, shaking my outstretched hand as firmly as I held his.I have no fucking clue, was what I wanted to respond to everyone, but then, well."She will be here soon, it's probably traffic." I assured him and he just watched me for sometime, then asked, "You let her come alone this time? You two always come to every event together."It was a very stupid question to ask, made me wonder when people would learn to mind their own businesses like grown ass folks."She had something to sort out, had to make it here first, gotta represent my dad." I still answered in a cool voice, because there were a lot of people swarming around us, and a handful of them were bored out of their minds, seeking for one form of entertainment or the other. I was not about to fulfill their deepest, darkest desires for no reason.He just hmm-ed, then gave me one last suspicious look bef
Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 45| WHOSE BABY?
PERSY"There's no one out here yet, you do not have to open the car door for me." I told him with a straight face. He said nothing, just held his car door for me until I gave up on being stubborn and finally entered inside. He entered the passenger seat too, staying beside me. I looked out of the car now, not caring about the flashes in my face by the paparazzi. They never got tired of taking pictures. I used to be scared of them, and now, I was just used to them."What about the driver that brought me here? Can't he take me home too?" I asked, looking back at him.Surprisingly, he answered, "I fired him. You will not be seeing him around anymore."My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. "You what?""What I just said. Why do you seem so disturbed by it? Was he someone special to you?" His tone was that of mockery, but I did not focus on that in that moment."Why would you do that?" I asked in disbelief. He sighed, but kept his eyes on me as he replied, "He did not deliver on his
Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 46| YOU’RE A FATHER NOW
PERSY"It's him, isn't it?" I asked with a forced smile, trying so hard to rein in my anger, because what was I mad for? Aiden was neither my husband or even boyfriend… he was my boss, technically. He paid me to attend parties with him, work in his dad's company and get extra cash while at it, show up at zoom meetings, etc. Getting jealous about his affairs with other women was not part of my job description in any way.But what if this was a joke? Ashley was too good for this. We had only known each other for a short while, but I was already vouching for her. She would never hurt het so-called friend like this, would she?"This is a joke, right? You're not really pregnant. This is just one of your silly games." I smiled for effect, but she did not smile back. She was shaking now, so I calked out, "Ashley? Talk to me. Is this a joke?" After a short pause, I added, "And if it's not, who is it?"Ashley started to sob. I did nothing to console her, just stood there and watched her bawl
Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 47| GET RID OF IT
AIDENPersy was drunk. And probably helplessly so. I checked my watch to see the time, and noticed that it was just noon. What was she doing, getting drunk on a hot afternoon?"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked her, taking my hand off my laptop and sitting straighter."Nothing! I'm just… I just wonder whether you already knew? D-Did you know you'll be a dad?" She repeated that nonsense again, and this time, I paused before asking, "Are you carrying my baby?" "You wish." She chortled, dashing my hopes to the ground. It was then that I realized that I actually had no issue with her carrying my baby. For a while there, I had hoped she would say yes.Would it complicate things? Yes. Did I want things to be complicated? No… and well, sometimes, yes."I was working before you called, Kassie. I can hear that you are having fun. Keep up with it, we would talk later." I started to hang up when she muttered,"Has she… she not told you yet?""Who?""Ash. She's carrying your baby." She
Billionaire’s Substitute Mistress 48| DRUNK TO STUPOR
AIDEN "What the hell?" Were the first words that escaped my mouth on seeing the state of Persy's room. Her door had not been locked, so I had entered here freely, without knocking or any need to use my master card. What if it were someone else? She was sprawled on the floor, mumbling incoherent words to herself, whilst pillows, bags and even a broken bottle lay on the floor, all around her. There was liquid on the tiles as well, and I knew it was whiskey from the strong smell of it. Fuck, she had probably overdosed on this. I took off my suit and hung it away, loosening my tie as well and unbuttoning the tight shirt. I rolled the sleeves and untucked it, before rushing to her. I got to where she lay and got down on my knees, pulling her to a sitting position. She was still dressed in her corporate shirt and pants for work, but both were now slightly soaked in the alcohol she had laid in. Thankfully, no broken piece of bottle had pierced her; I made sure to check thoroughly to avo
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