Billionaire's 3rd commandment

No sooner than Mia sat at the back of car than Corinth's driver closed the door and hurried to take the wheel.

"No no," Mia ordered hurriedly. "Keep the partition down."

"Yes boss," The driver uttered his first two words.

The driver reverted the partition back in its place.

This was the first time Mia was riding in Corinth's car alone. She was been driven to the airport.

"Do you have a name?" Mia inquired.

The driver kept his cool and gave in to a nod, "Amad. That's my name."

"Great to know," She acknowledged. "You've been with Corinth for how long?"

Amad cleared his throat before responding, "this is my sixth year."

"I'm not alone," Mia mumbled. "I mean, he has tonnes of girls, doesn't he?

Amad kept quiet.

It was like he did not hear a thing.

"You heard Amad," Mia pressed him.

Amad railed out a heavy breath. Clearly he was not comfortable with the subject Mia was forcing on the table.

As Alluded, Amad had served Corinth for five years.

He had seen and heard alot during the half decade he was chauffeuring Corinth. Even so, his loyalty was with his boss - Corinth.

Or, was it?!

"Look," Amad replied. "My place is behind the wheel. That's all. What goes down in the Boss' life and back there is not my business."

"Amad," Mia Corinth called him.

Amad was quick to acknowledge, "Yes mom."

"Call me, Mia. Please." Mia insisted.

Amad nodded gently, "Mia."

"Am I the only one?" Mia wondered yet again.

Amad responded, "Let's say the Rich have options. Money accords the likes of Corinth privileges we can only dream of."

"I knew it," Mia confessed. "I'm just a pawn. A toy."

Amad chuckled heartily, "You can stay relevant."

"How?" She inquired.

"Corinth's 3rd commandment demands that you don't fall pregnant for him," Amad spoke as he carefully steered the speeding automobile on the highway. "Corinth hates children. Everyone that gets pregnant for him must either abort or fall off. So far, none has agreed to abort."

"Wow," Mia was surprised. "Just wow."

"It's a cold world we live in," Commented Corinth. "While some cry for children, others Don't want anything to do with them."

The vehicle sped- on on the long stretching road.

***

Two weeks after her lavished and once- in- life vacation to Dubai, Mia jetted back home. All thanks to Corinth!

Amad was at hand to pick her from the airport and in no time, she was riding back home.

This time, she was a bit more relaxed and comfortable with the Chauffeur. Thus, she took the front passenger's seat.

"Good to have you back," Amad commented as he pulled away onto the highway.

Mia smiled radiantly and appreciated, "thank you."

An awkward moment of silence had a firm grip on the scene as the duo cruised on the highway. But it was not for long.

"You told me about Corinth's third commandment," Mia spoke. "What are the first two?"

Amad chuckled, "well... the firstly, 'thou shalt NOT poke your nose in his business'. He's the kind that loves his privacy. Even his wife and kids can never never intrude his space. That's why you don't see them around."

"Wait, what?!" Mia exclaimed in disbelief, "he's married?"

Amad let out a mild laugh, "Look, I'm just a driver. I don't want any trouble."

"Please tell me," Mia insisted. "Is he married?"

Amad took in a deep breath, "Let's just say, he can afford a few more marital troubles. He can also sort them out with ease. He's got the resources. Above all, he's a player."

Mia shook her head as she deflated on the seat.

Amad looked at her in silence, but for a moment.

"What the fuck have I plunged myself into?" Mia wondered aloud. "What's the second law?"

"Thou shalt not have any other lovers apart from Corinth," Amad advised.

Mia shook her head in disbelief, "I can't believe this. I mean, it's only okay for him to have multiple partners?"

"Like I said, the wealthy can afford certain things the poor can only dream of. Money makes the world go around," Amad emphasized.

Mia chuckled warmly, albeit still in shock, "Wow. Just wow."

The automobile sped- on on the highway back to Corinth's secret Mansion.

***

At the Billionaire's residence, Mia didn't bother to knock before entering the Mansion. She knew the owner, anyway.

The door to his bedroom was not locked. All it needed was a gentle push.

No sooner than she opened the door than her mouth gaped. Her eyes widened in disbelief. She grew cold feet, failing to believe her eyes. 

Corinth naked by the bed facing the other way.

In front of him, and seated on the King- size bed, was a beautiful blondie.

She clenched his veiny dick between her big tits and sucked him generously. Her mouth dripped heavily with saliva as she gave him with a tit- wank episode.

Corinth's hands gripped her hair  and guided her to his hard cock.

"Give it to me," Corinth demanded amid heavy moans. "Uh, fuck. Suck that cock." 

After a moment of hot and satisfying oral sex, Corinth pushed her onto the bed and he, quickly mounted her in a missionary style.

Her right hand was quick on his penis and directed the throbbing hard flesh on her cunt.

Corinth sunk in her wet flesh slowly.

Then he gave a few hard strokes. Each, seperated by the same measure of seconds.

"Awww," She moaned. Her hands quickly perched his back. She railed her hard nails on him with a good measure. " Deeper, fuck that shit."

Corinth, lost in pleasure and a sea of moans, penetrated her cunt even deeper. Stroke after stroke, he aimed to ram her hard and sure. And, he did!

Mia stood there in silence.

She watched her wind her body and moan in his ear as he fucked her hard.

Her mind was crowded with thoughts - she's fucking good. He seems to enjoy her. Her boobs are perfect, she gave that son of a bitch a tit- wank. I honestly can't give him that. My tits are too small. - Mia thought with tears meandering from her eyes.

Mia walked away without been noticed and Amad took drove her to her apartment.