HER MOTHER’S LOVE

Elena’s POV.

“Where is it?” I hissed as I searched my handbag for my keys when a thought hit me.

“I must have left it at Ryan’s place, since I slept at his place and went to the office from there.” I mumbled

So I turned round and got back into the car, driving over to my boyfriend’s house.

“Thank God he is at home.” I said as I parked my car at the side of the road and run-walked to his front door which surprisingly was locked.

“But his car is here!” I said as I decided to use the back door

The back door was unlocked, thank God.

The moment I entered into the living room, the rhythm of some low sweet thumping was beating within my ears, married with gasps and moans that made my stomach twisted. What the hell? Heart pounding as I moved forward, keeping low behind the half-wall separating dining area from the couch. I could see it perfectly from there, but the angle hid me perfectly. And there they were, Ryan my boyfriend for two years, balls-deep in Mia, my best fucking friend since college.

Mia's legs were hooked over his shoulders, as he hovered above her. Ryan who was sweaty, fucked her with rough and deep thrusts. Mia clawed at his back wailing like a p**n star, 'Oh fuck, Ryan, yes! Harder, dont stop!'

I just froze. Bile rose in my throat. This couldn't be real. Veins were all over Ryan’s forehead , sweat running down his chest slamming into her like an animal. 'God, Mia, you're so much tighter than Elena,' he grunted between thrusts.

The betrayal cut through me like glass as my chest heaved. I took a silent step backward, leaving through the back door before they could sense my presence. It was a blur going home. Tears rushed down my face, my knuckles turned white due to how hard I gripped the steering wheel. How could they? Ryan and Mia-my rock, my confidante. I drove into my driveway, but before I could get out of the car, my phone buzzed. Dad.

'Elena, honey,' Richard's voice was steady but strained when I answered. 'I didn't want you hearing this from anyone else. Your mom... she signed the papers today. The divorce is final.' My mind reeled. 'What? Dad, why now?'

He sighed heavily. 'Sorry baby…but don't worry papa still lo-'

He got cut off, and the world tilted. I could not go into my house and pretend all was fine when my boyfriend just admitted my best friend is better than I am and my parents just got separated due to my mom fucking another man and blessing the internet with it. I did a U-turn out instead, heading straight for the pulsing lights of Club Vortex downtown. If pain was coming for me, then drowning will be it in booze.

I grabbed a bar stool and ordered tequila shot after tequila shot-burning down my throat and increasingly blurring those edges of betrayal by alcohol. I didn't even notice a man had sat next to me till he spoke.

'Rough night?' His voice was low, concerned, dark eyes scanning my face. I turned, meeting his gaze—strong jaw, broad shoulders straining his shirt. Anonymous, perfect.

If he cheats, I’ll cheat back…but unlike him…I’m not dumb enough to get caught.

'Yeah,' I slurred, leaning in too close, my hand brushing his thigh. 'And I need to forget it. No strings. Just tonight. Make me feel something else. I’m clean I promise you… please.”

He hesitated, glancing around the crowded bar. 'Hey, slow down. You sure? You seem upset—maybe talk about it?'

I shook my head. “It was with my best friend. I’ll pay you.” I mumbled and brought out my card.

He sighed and took my hand, leading me out of the club and few minutes later, we were in his hotel room.

The door barely clicked shut before I was on him, yanking his shirt open, buttons scattering.

Clothes hit the floor . I knelt down to take his thick cock from his pants, already hard and leaking with pre-cum. I took it all in by sucking the head deep. 'Fuck, yeah,' he said while pulling my hair to face-fuck me at a slow pace.

Then he lifted me into the air then turned me to face the bed thereby bending me over.

He lined up his cock and thrust into me brutally and deep with no warning. I cried out at the burning stretch as it filled me up. He pounded me hard as one hand held my hip and the other reached around to rub my clit in tight circles. My walls clenched around him, pleasure building fast replacing the ache in my chest.

He buried himself to the hilt, cock pulsing as he flooded my pussy with hot spurts of cum, groaning and the release triggered my own climax, waves of pleasure crashing over me.

He collapsed beside me, breathing ragged, and within minutes, his eyes drifted shut, chest rising and falling in sleep. I lay there, his seed cum out between my thighs, when the question hit me.

Who was he?