Now he's gone abroad again for maybe 2 weeks, even though he only came back from Paris 3 days ago. I have been married to him for 5 years and during that time he has always avoided me with meetings and work trips abroad. I know he doesn't love me but in the slightest... is he not interested in my body.
Out there, men always look at me... worshiping what God created for me, but why is he so reluctant to touch me. Even though he did something to me at most once a month and even then, if he was drunk, I didn't even get to feel what the pleasure of making love was like. And at the end of his enjoyment, he always mentions another woman's name, like last night, several times, unlike usual, only once, but he still mentions the woman's name... it's sad, isn't it?Currently, I am heading to my husband's hotel, a family legacy that he developed and succeeded in becoming the best hotel and has 5 branches in this country and I am the General Manager. I was accompanied by 10 bodyguards who always watched over me and looked after me.Understandably, because my husband is an important person in this country and also belongs to a noble family and our behavior is always monitored, we must not embarrass the extended family."Good morning, Madam," said my employee at the entrance. I just nodded and smiled faintly. I glanced around the hotel, some of them were looking at me with pity and some were bowing their heads in respect, they were regular guests of my hotel.For me, views like that are normal because there must be news that comes out to the public that I don't know about. I entered my work room which was opened by my personal assistant. Naomi is a girl of Chinese descent who is smart and agile, I like her tenacious way of working.I sat in my oversized chair while looking at the important letters on my desk at the moment and Naomi also told me about the hotel's shortcomings or customer complaints that had to be resolved."There is a new chef who will replace the position of Executive chef Feron Madam," said Naomi politely"Oh... yes, tell him to come when he comes," I said while signing several documents"Yes Madam..." She lowered her head and walked away "Wait..." I stopped her and she turned to look at me"The newspaper didn't come in for 2 days... did you forget or I didn't have time to read it"She was nervous and stammered, "Oh, that ,that ... there is Madam but I don't think you need to see it."My hands stopped scribbling on the paper on my desk. Suddenly my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to stop because I thought it would be the news again, again and again.For 5 years I have had to see and hear everyone's chatter, until when will this end. I looked at her who didn't dare look at me. "Bring the newspaper here," I ordered Naomi firmly to which she responded with a nod.A minute later he brought the newspaper, from afar I could see the face of the man whose status was my husband clearly displayed there. Naomi put the newspaper right in front of me then I told her to go. The newspaper headline: LOUIS HOWIE JACKWELL secretly took his girlfriend to Paris although they were not seen together when they left but at dinner they were seen leaving the same restaurant.I just turned my lips up slightly at the headline of the second newspaper LOUIS HOWIE JACKWELL will soon divorce his wife for model girlfriend SARAH BAVERLY. I threw the newspaper in any direction."This is what I've been waiting for, hopefully soon. I've had enough." I tilted my head up. I felt tired from the burden on my mind. I wanted it all to end because my self-esteem had been lowered for years.KnockKnock"Come in" I ordered I looked at the door and saw who was coming towards me. It turned out to be a handsome young man walking straight up looking straight at me. The tattoo on his arm gives this man a masculine impression.He was wearing a body fit shirt, so that i could see his arm muscles that fit in the shirt with the shirt sleeves half rolled up. I was stunned to see him and he smiled at me... I realized."Sorry, who are you?" I asked in surprise and hid my amazement"I'm Keaton Rollings, the new chef who will be taking the vacant position here, Ma'am" he said, bowing his head, politely"Oh, yes please sit down" I said while pointing to my hand at him to sit down I looked for his data in a pile of folders on my desk. Finally I found the one above that had been approved by the HRD department.I opened the folder and slowly read the CV. Quite accomplished and experienced. I started asking about things in his life because the employee's family background and difficulties were important for me to know if one day a problem arose at work."Keaton Rollings is 28 years old, are you married?" I asked "Yes, ma'am..." he answered briefly"Do you have children and what does your wife do?" "Hmm...my wife is divorced and my child is with me." Divorced? That means he's a handsome, young widower "Oh, sorry ... you know that we need a chef who is all the time. Always there when needed and this hotel is always busy with visitors, especially at the restaurant, both lunch and dinner." He nodded as if he knew what he would be responsible for at this hotel"Yes, I know and I am ready to work all the time"Those brown irises indicate seriousness about this job. There is a little doubt in my mind because a man who has children without a wife can work full time."Then who will take care of your child?""My son is 10 years old, he is already big and independent."Wow, it's really surprising that the child is already big, I'm far behind. I'm a married woman but like a widow without children. "Oh, I thought you were still young and your child was still small but it turns out he's already that big." "Yes, married young mam.""Okay, you can go straight to work now. The issue regarding your experience has probably already been selected by personnel so there's no doubt about it. Welcome to join," I said while holding out my hand to him.He shook my hand and I... was a little surprised because my hand felt like it had been electrocuted. His grip was so strong and sturdy and also warm. My adult female instincts jolted. I needed caress ... I needed the touch of these warm hands creeping across my body but, unfortunately for me, it was a fantasy. A naive woman's fantasy like me. After he walked away and I immediately called Naomi."I want sweets now!!!" I snapped without realizing that Keaton was still inside and heading towards the door, suddenly he was shocked and stopped looking at me. "Ah, sorry, it's not you," I said while looking at the telephone receiver and he nodded and left. Sweet food always calms my emotions when I have to watch the news to forget the bitter feeling in my heart that I feel deep inside a many years.I was enjoying my sweet food and slowly my tears fell, how long would I wait to get rid of it?We both agreed that when we got married we would not demand each other's wishes and accept our parents without complaining about household problems.And we will divorce if there is evidence of infidelity between us, even though there are widespread rumors that he is having an affair. There is no evidence that he kissed or held hands with another woman. Even the detective I hired couldn't get a photo of them. The guard was so tight that I couldn't get through.Am I the one who has to create a scandal so that I can get rid of him as soon as possible? After 5 years of waiting, I'm tired. My daydreaming stopped because the hotel decoration department met me. "What is it?""There's a little problem, Madam. Our hotel ballroom doesn't seem to be enough for tonight's event with a capacity of 3000 visitors.""Where is the problem?""The many decorations and menus make the room full, if you wants to
My car was speeding down the streets of London. The breeze felt like it was piercing my skin because I opened the window a little. I saw my driver whose eyes glanced at me now and then. It's okay, I already have an admirer I thought As expected, news hunters had gathered in front of the hotel to interview and take photos with famous businessmen. When I got down and just took a step, the flash of camera lights all headed towards me, even the businessmen in front of me looked back, with a heavy heart I smiled at them and passed them gracefully.I also heard gossip from journalists. It's natural because my appearance this time is like the earth and the sky. I always wear modest clothes even though sometimes they are a little tight and don't overdo the make-up. But tonight I used bright red lipstick like my dress. "Isn't that Radella Jackwell" "Oh yes, wow... this time it's charming and sexy. Ah so hot" "Yes, yes, she even prettier than Sarah, her husband's lover.""Wow, .if she's lik
I was surprised to hear his words but my heart seemed to want to challenge his words which seemed to belittle me. I drew closer to him with my hands on my hips."I'm 30 years old and you're 28 years old, what can you satisfy from a senior like me?" I said while bringing my face closer to his, which was only a few centimeters apart. I could even feel his breath because our lips were so close, almost touching, and I kept looking into his eyes. looked at my lips, then, Without warning, his big hand grabbed the nape of my neck and immediately kissed my lips passionately until I fell backward because he was balancing on him. Slowly I enjoyed the hot kiss, I thought I liked it. I returned the kiss while playing with my tongue with him, showing him that I was smarter than him.But unexpectedly, his hands were actively exploring my body... slipping into my dress, squeezing my buttocks. So hard that I wanted to scream but was prevented from doing. Because his lips continued to press against m
After a few minutes, I finally arrived at my residence. I threw my body on my soft mattress with all the aches and pains in my lower part. How can I make love to someone I just met, even though he is my subordinate, where is my brain, why don't I reject him.His touch makes me forget my self-esteem as a woman, am I so thirsty for men's touch, and caress that I am easy to control. I took off my dress and everything that was attached to my body and went into the spacious bathroom. Soaked in the bathtub which looked out onto the view of the pitch-black London skyline, with lights scattered below like stars in the sky. While washing my hands and feet then rubbing my face gently with foam covering my body at this time and thinking. What should I do with the new chef tomorrow? I wanted to be angry but I enjoyed his touch ... even though it was rough and passionate as if he wanted me. Just remembering it my body felt like he wanted to be touched again. It occurred to me. Can I invite him t
*Louis*While relaxing with my friends at the beach, Sarah, my sweetheart was cuddling with me and occasionally kissed me. A friend of mine approached us, showing a photo on his cellphone, saying, "This is your wife, Louis... she's beautiful. If you let her go, I'm ready to replace you for her," which made my ears burn. I felt forced to look, though I didn't want anything negative to happen to her. I saw a photo of her uploaded by a famous photographer with the caption 'RADELLA FLOWERIST ROWDIE = a man's dream woman.' Seeing the caption and reading the comments made me feel like my eyes were about to pop out, especially the detailed exposure of her body's curves, which I found too vulgar. I wanted to slam the cell phone but quickly suppressed my anger when Sarah kissed my cheek. She said, "Don't be serious, honey, let it be... maybe she needs to tempt other men to get close to her. It might be easier to distance yourself from her.""If someone dared to approach her? Besides, I'm tired
*RADELLA*"Ahss Radella!" He screamed after I kicked the most important part which was located between his crotch. Pushing his heavy body until he fell to the floor. I ran to the bathroom then closed the door and locked it. I don't want to be touched by him consciously. I don't want him to compare my body to his girlfriend's body. That must be what he wants, right? He wanted to see me, to see what he had never consciously seen. Brak ... brak... brak "Open RADELLA... RADELLA!! You will know if you fight me and reject me!" Louis' screams echoed as he tried to bang roughly on the bathroom door and wanted to break it in. Fortunately, this room is equipped with soundproofing, so the servants won't hear the commotion going on in my room. "Go out there with your whore... I'm waiting for your divorce papers. Release me immediately so you can have fun dating her, you bastard husband!" I scrambled to hold the door afraid he'd manage to open it. I'm annoyed that he treats me like a prostitut
*KEATON*Something I wanted from yesterday finally happened now. Since the incident in the kitchen, we never interacted again. I want to make peace with her and maybe now is the time. "Yes, but not at your house. I have a restaurant not far from here. And can I catch your car because I'm being followed," She said, glancing outside. I understand her status as the wife of a noble. How could she possibly want to create a scandal with a man like me, who is far from her husband's social status? "I'm going to turn the car around, and get out the back door," I told her. I'm sure she doesn't know how to escape properly. "But I will pay for it," "No Madam, let me do it," I said and she smiled sweetly. Her lips, oh my God, they belonged to someone else. I came out with all the shopping after paying for it. I put all my things in the trunk of the car while looking around me. I don't know her car, only that there is a black SUV standing by not far from a luxury car worth millions of dollars.
His shady eyes stared at me unblinking as his footsteps approached me. My feet froze in place, reluctant to move. What have I said? Should I say that I— "Um... that's—" I gasped in surprise when his large arms grabbed my hips so that our chests were pressed together. His handsome face sedated me for a few seconds until I couldn't speak..."Chit chat is that what you want to say," he said, his eyes falling on my lips. This strange feeling hit me. I tried to move to get away from him. "Hey, I'm your boss... why... are you... presumptuous in doing this?" I stammered without emphasis or firmness. I should have gotten angry and pushed him hard or I should have kicked two of his balls but...but his gaze intimidated me... "In the hotel and during working hours, you are the boss, but outside the hotel and working hours, there is only you as a woman and I as an adult man. Explain the word lucky. Do you feel lucky too?" This man was so bold as to touch me a second time. He didn't think abou