Secret affair with the billionaire

Helen's POVI stood still, nodding to every command and apologizing to every reprimand. Shattering sounds echoed through the hallway—it had to be Mena. No one else threw tantrums like that.My wounded foot did me no pity as I ran up the stairs. Pushing my way through, I couldn’t believe my eyes. The room I’d arranged perfectly a while ago was shredded into a mess. Shattered perfume bottles and vases all over the place.What the hell?And there she was—Mena.Sitting still like nothing happened. Like she didn’t just waste hours of my hard work.I got this job three days ago, which was perfect for me—until I met her. Mrs. Hartley is a warm-hearted woman, no big deals or reprimands from her. But Mena? It seems she’s a weapon fashioned against me.When Lisa gave me a breakdown of each of the Hartleys’ wants and needs, I found Mena’s expectations quite dreadful.Started with a shattered teacup, then shattered mirrors. Who is she anyway?Her words were like a two-edged sword, but I dared no

Helen’s POVYesterday, my thoughts were wild, but I had to lock them away. I’m here to earn a living—nothing more.I got out of bed, ready to start my day with work vibes only. I rushed into the bathroom, had my bath, and got dressed in my uniform—ready for the day.Before leaving, I decided to give Ashley a call.I was supposed to call her last night, but my imagination did me dirty. Foolish, how on the first day of seeing Sebastian in person, I was already tripping.But not anymore.I reached for my phone and gave Ashley a call.On the first ring, she answered.“Hey, big sis. Good morning,” she greeted, her voice laced with joy.“Good morning, cutie. How was your night?”“It was short, but okay though,” she responded.“How so?” I asked.“I was up till the early hours reading.”Yes. I’m impressed.The fact that she was also giving her all to achieve her dreams brought a proud smile to my face.“Alright, study well. I’m off to work. If you need anything, send me a text.”“Okay. Take c

Sebastian’s POVThe meeting wrapped up in a flash. Dad seemed pleased, nodding in agreement with every suggestion and conclusion I made.Once it was over, I headed back to my office. As the acting manager and soon-to-be CEO, my workload was ridiculous. The board meeting was nothing compared to the mountain of tasks awaiting my attention on the desk. The sheer volume of things to do was overwhelming, but it came with the territory.Dad had already entrusted me with major responsibilities, both locally and overseas. It wasn’t a burden—if anything, it was a reminder that soon, the Hartley Group of Companies would be mine to run entirely."I've sorted the files by priority. Though... they all need your signature," Mike said, pulling me back to the mountain of paperwork in front of me.Oh, great. The stack was almost sky-high. Not surprising—I had been away for nearly three weeks, and Mike had traveled with me, leaving no one to handle the backlog.I sighed heavily and picked up the first f

Helen’s POVThe sight before me knocked the breath out of my lungs.There—right in the middle of the guest bathroom—stood Zara, completely naked, bent over the marble sink while Mali, one of Mena’s bodyguards, pounded into her from behind like a man possessed. Her moans echoed off the tiled walls, wild and uninhibited, as if she didn’t have a single care in the world.“Oh God—yes, like that—just like that!” she cried, her voice raw with pleasure.I stood frozen, my hand still on the doorknob, too stunned to even blink. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t believe what the hell I was seeing.Innocent, soft-spoken Zara—the girl who blushed when you said the word "sex"—was being fucked like a pornstar. Her wrists were pinned behind her back, her body arched and submissive, and on the floor lay a pink dildo discarded like a toy no longer needed, replaced now by a very real, very aggressive Mali.And he wasn’t going easy on her. He drove into her with the full force of his body, grunt

~Helen's POV~“What the hell could she possibly be doing to ignore my calls?” Lisa snapped, clearly fuming.Well, what Zara had going on was way too steamy for her to answer Lisa. Her moans and contorted expression screamed of desires being thoroughly satisfied.I didn’t utter a word to Lisa; instead, I brushed past her and headed straight for the kitchen. There’s no way I’m telling her about Zara’s little escapade. It’s not my business, and I’m not sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong.Lisa wasn’t making lunch — there was no one around to eat it. Sebastian had only come home for his suit and would be leaving again once he changed. I sat on the stool by the kitchen counter, still trying to shake off what had just happened minutes ago. The air conditioner caressed my skin, offering a little relief and helping me breathe through the chaos in my head.Sebastian’s charm keeps knocking the breath out of me. The feel of his embrace — gentle, yet fiercely possessive — had wrecked me. I h