LOGINArthur came out of the bathroom almost immediately.He had changed into a fresh pair of clothes, his hair still slightly damp from the shower.The moment I saw him, I turned my face away.“Why are you suddenly looking at the wall?” he asked.“I’m not.”“You are.”“Maybe I'm just enjoying the view.”He chuckled.“You can use the bathroom now. There’s a new pair of stretchy clothes inside. You can change and freshen up before you leave.”“Thank you, sir, but I’m not interested. I want to go home.”“Well, you can’t.” Arthur’s amusement disappeared.I turned around. “Excuse me?”“You heard me.” he repeated authoritatively.“Why can’t I go home?”“Because your session isn’t over.”“I’ve exercised enough for one day.”“And that's not for you to decide,” he insisted.I stared at him.He folded his arms. “Remember our agreement? I dictate. You obey.”“I remember.”“Good.” he said without letting me finish speaking.“I also remember that I paid two hundred dollars for this package.”“And so wh
He slapped my ass again.“Stop slacking, keep going if you want to see results.” He yelled. I quickly picked up and started pedaling, this time, harder. My panties were soaked with my juices.I could swear that Arthur was dryhumping me behind. “How does it feel girl?” He asked.“I…it is fine..” I stammered.“Should we move to the next machine?” he asked.N...no, please, just hold on..." I stumbled over my words as I gathered myself. “Why should I?” He asked and rubbed his clothes bulge harder against my ass crack.“Ohhh goodness.. it's because I'm enjoying this and I feel it's helping me shed weight.” I said in-between breaths."Interesting. It really seems like you've found your favourite machine!" He teased me.“Yeah! Oh god!” I started pedaling hard. My eyes closed briefly, and I gently bit my lip as a strange, suppressed feeling spread through my body. A spiraling graphic appeared on the touch screen of the bike. My eyes lazily traced along with its spin. But Arthur was
“Okay, pretty. Let's go.”Pretty?I blinked.Oh. This guy knew exactly how to pull the right strings in my heart.I quickly followed him down the hallway, trying not to smile too obviously.He led me into a large, fully equipped gym hall. The place was nothing like the small neighborhood gyms I had seen before. There were rows of machines, free weights, exercise mats, and mirrors covering almost the entire wall.And through the huge glass windows, I could see a beautiful swimming pool outside.I stopped for a moment.“Wow.”Arthur glanced back at me.“Impressive?”“Very.”He smiled.“We rarely get VIP trainees, so for now, it's just you.”Just me?My heart fluttered.The thought of spending so much time alone with this ridiculously handsome man suddenly made the gym feel a lot more interesting.Arthur walked toward the first machine.“Okay. These are the basic tools and machines we'll be training with.”He pointed at a large machine.“This is the treadmill. We'll use it for your warm-
“Because you’re too fat, Matilda.” Daniel’s words still echoed in my head. He had said them so casually, as if he were pointing out the weather. But Daniel wasn't the only man who had used my weight as an excuse to hurt me. All three of my other ex-boyfriends had said almost the same thing after I caught them cheating on me with slim, perfectly fitted women. Too fat. That was apparently my greatest crime. I had given those men everything. My time. My money. My body. My loyalty. I cooked for them, stood by them, encouraged them, and treated them like kings. And what did I get in return? Cheating and lies. And eventually, the same excuse. “You're too fat.” Well, I was done, done crying, done begging men to see my worth, done blaming myself for the choices of unfaithful men. If losing weight was what it would take to feel good about myself again, then so be it. Note!! I wasn't doing it for Daniel or any of my ex-boyfriends. I was doing it for me. I pulled on
He had known the truth.And he had deliberately hidden it from me.My hands trembled as I stared at the report.It revealed a secret Jerry had been carrying long before I ever became his wife.Suddenly, I understood why he had kept these documents away from me.I read the report again.Low sperm count.Poor sperm motility.Abnormal sperm morphology.The report also indicated that his fertility was significantly reduced and recommended further evaluation and treatment.I stared at the words in disbelief.Jerry knew.He had known all along.Yet he had spent years blaming me.Calling me barren.Making me feel like there was something wrong with my body.And all the while, he had been hiding the truth.A bitter laugh escaped my lips.“So it was never me…”I wiped my tears.I turned toward the bed where my clothes were already packed and carefully placed the fertility report, my copy of the divorce papers, and my personal documents at the bottom of my suitcase.I didn't want Jerry finding
I stood there for a few seconds not knowing how to react, they also stared at me for those seconds.I could have confronted them or demanded an explanation or maybe screamed at them.But instead…A hysterical laugh escaped my lips. I laugh so hard my stomach hurts.Jerry looked at me as though I had completely lost my mind.“Hey!” he snapped. “When you're done laughing like a mad woman, check the table in the master bedroom.”My laughter slowly died.“There is a paper there. Please do the needful.”He paused.“I think I'm done with this marriage.”I stared at him.“Okay, Jerry.” My voice was surprisingly calm.“I've heard you.” I wiped the tears from my eyes. “I'll give you what you want.”I looked at the woman beside him.“I hope you and your shameless whore rot in hell.”The woman raised an obviously angry eyebrow and she looked at Jerry then turned to me and took a step but Jerry stopped her.“Don't mind her darling, she's not worth it.” Jerry held her closer.“Ofcourse! I think sh
“Go on, little kitten, whimper for more. Confess that you've always admired and longed for me.” I should have denied it but I was no longer in my right senses and I cried out, my voice trembling. “Yessss Boss, I have always wanted this.”His cap nudged at the entrance of my vagina again. “Now beg
“Why is it so dark in here, is something wrong with the lights?” he muttered, his hand brushing along the wall as if searching for the switch.Boris’ voice echoed down the hallway.“Hey! Who’s there? Bernard? Rufus?”A flicker of light flashed faintly from the distance.“Yes, sir! Boss, you’re here
“Sir… we shouldn’t be doing this.” I stuttered as I broke out of the kiss again.A soft laugh escaped him, low and unbothered.“Darling,” he murmured, “You don’t sound like someone who wants to stop.” His voice dipped, teasing. “Or someone who wants to lose her job.”“This is insane,” I whispered,
Valerie's POVI wore my best office outfit today. I have worked so hard for today and I can't wait to show everyone the stuff I'm made of.I might be young but I am efficient and passionate about my job.After my usual morning routine. Instructing the staff on the setting of the boardroom and testi







