Chapter 5 – One Night Stand

Nancy

Sir Leo was gone?

I covered my mouth in shock, but this was no time to indulge in emotions. I immediately called the helpers and the driver to help carry Madam Elena to the car.

I supported Sir Dwayne, who was still in a daze.

“Sir…”

With tears in my eyes, I helped him into the car and we sped off. Upon arriving at the hospital, Sir Leo’s face was already covered.

“We did everything we could, but his body finally gave out,” the head doctor of the hospital said tearfully.

Madam Elena clutched her husband’s body and wailed, while Sir Dwayne went on a rampage, smashing the machines.

“None of you are worth anything!” he screamed.

My own tears flowed, and before I realized what I was doing, I ran over to Sir Dwayne and hugged him tightly to stop him from thrashing. He hugged me back and cried on my shoulders.

Three days later, Sir Leo was finally laid to rest at his final resting place. I was deeply grateful to him because he was the one who had hired me to be his son's secretary.

Madam Elena grew sullen and practically refused to leave her room, so I personally brought her meals.

Meanwhile, Sir Dwayne turned heavily to drinking and stopped coming into the office. Even though I was busy looking after his mother, I still ended up doing all of his work.

Then one night, I was utterly exhausted. I had attended the monthly meeting, and I was the one shouldering almost all of the company's problems as the officer-in-charge. Even though the entire company was still mourning Sir Leo's death, operations couldn't simply be stopped.

As for Madam Elena, she only wanted me to feed her and refused to be tended to by anyone else, not even the other maids.

My heart would flutter a little every time she mentioned how glad she was that I became her daughter-in-law.

Oh, wow. As if I were actually her son's real wife.

I lay down on the bed and immediately fell asleep out of sheer exhaustion. But less than three hours later, I felt as though someone was pressing down on me and kissing me!

I couldn't reach the lampshade, but from the light filtering through the window, I saw that it was Sir Dwayne.

Shit!

Am I finally going to taste his little Dwayne? Wait, it’s not little at all.

His prized possession is a massive beast.

Oh no! Can I handle this?

Before I could process it, I quickly pushed him away. “Sir, stop! Are you drunk again?”

He didn't answer, immediately stripping off his clothes and climbing back on top of me. He practically tore my clothes and kissed my lips.

I could smell the mixture of alcohol and his fragrant breath, so even though I hesitated, I let him kiss me.

He was such a good kisser—clearly experienced. After all, he had a hundred women to practice with.

When he finally managed to strip away my clothes, he immediately sucked on my nipples while his hand darted down to my womanhood.

His fingers found my clitoris and stroked it swiftly. I shuddered instantly, and my passage flooded with wetness. One… Two… Three fingers slid deep inside my tight pussy, furiously churning the inside.

I came over and over again, but his delicious torture didn't stop there. He buried his face between my legs, using his tongue to ravage my slit.

I grabbed handfuls of his hair and screamed, “Sir Dwayne!”

My eyes rolled back, and I convulsed with pleasure as he continued to lap up my juices. He frantically sucked on my swollen, throbbing clitoris.

A moment later, I felt his hard dick pressing and rubbing against my slick pussy—shit!

This is it! This isn't just a wet dream anymore!

My boss is actually fucking me!

My saliva practically drooped from the friction; it felt as though something was tearing inside me. With the thickness and length of Sir Dwayne's dick, it felt like he was reaching all the way to my womb.

He grabbed both of my breasts firmly and began thrusting in and out of my tight passage.

It hurt, but it felt so good… It sent a tingling sensation all over.

I felt myself nearing the climax again, so I didn't hold back. Even without experience, I tried to meet every single one of his thrusts.

“I’m going to cum!” he shouted, burying his dick deep inside me.

Weakly, my juices exploded once more, and I immediately drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I was startled awake by Sir Dwayne’s loud roar.

“What the hell!” he yelled angrily.

I blinked my eyes open, feeling the soreness between my legs and all over my body, but my heart ached far more.

“Son of a bitch! What happened last night?” he demanded angrily.

I pulled the blanket over my body and sat up. Oh, nice! He acts like he was raped when he was the one who broke into my room.

“Sir… Last night you came in here and—”

“And because I was drunk, you seduced me! You really are something else, woman! You’re no different from a whore willing to kiss even my feet just to get money. Gold digger!” he ranted on.

Wait! Me? A gold digger?

Why is it somehow my fault?

Sir Dwayne quickly dressed, nearly breaking the door as he slammed it shut.

I stood up and got dressed as well, crying as I saw the stain of blood on the bed. I was such a fool for letting him take me. If I had known he would react like this, I should have run far away.

I was already dressed when he suddenly came back and tossed a folder at me.

“Here are our divorce papers, sign them because we are done!”

Done with us? He speaks to me as if I were just one of his random girlfriends.

All my sacrifices meant nothing to him after all. Well, of course—Janella was the only one he ever wanted.

“Hey Nancy, I will never love someone as ugly as you! It sickens me to think I touched you, I want to throw up right now! I never want to see your face again!”

With that, he hurled a check for $100 million dollars at me.

“When I get back here, you better have those signed!” he snarled before spitting on the floor.

I sat staring blankly at the bed for nearly ten minutes after Sir Dwayne left. I grabbed my suitcases, loaded them into my car, and looked back at the mansion. I wanted to say goodbye to Madam Elena, but she was probably furious with me too.

With trembling hands, I signed the papers, left them on the sofa, and drove away in tears.

“I promise, Dwayne, you will never see me again.”