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Chapter 33: bruised bonds
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OLIVER’S POV “Oh my god, Ruby!” I exclaimed and snatched the dildo from her.I locked it in my drawer and frowned at her, “How many times have I told you not to snoop around my bedroom?” Ruby was no fool. I knew that she had some knowledge about sex, but this was a part of me I had desperately tried to keep hidden for months. I rolled my eyes and dug my hand into my pocket once more. “Take this. It’s twenty dollars. Do something with it. Go on.”“I don’t want your money, Oliver,” she said sternly, her eyes held the scorn my mother would have looked at me with, “I’m just curious to know what my big brother is doing. Makes me wonder if I would be proud to introduce you to my friends…or Jamie.” “Jamie? Who’s Jamie?”She scoffed and walked towards the door. “Wait, Ruby,” I grabbed her arm and it shattered my heart when she wasn’t able to look into my eyes, “It’s not what it looks like. That…” I sighed, lost for words, “I have to do what I have to in order to take care of ma. I’
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“Fuck,” a soft moan slipped past my lips as I arched my back off the sturdy wall, pushing my hardening cock into his rough touches. He pressed his lips on mine, wrapping his arm around my back and pulling me toward him till there was no space between us.His cock twitched in his suit pants and from the way it curved around his left thigh, I prepared my mind to limp to work. He snaked my frame till he found my hands in his hair, grabbed them and slammed me against the wall, pinning my wrists to the wall.I groaned at the impact while he took the opening to shove his tongue into my mouth. His fat tongue assaulted my mouth, searching every crevice.My cock pulsed, I wanted to feel everything about him, I wanted to rip the zipper from his pants and let his thick cock smack my face before he assaulted my mouth.“Yes,” I groaned into the kiss when he ran his fingers along my bulge. He pressed my body flat against the wall and then pushed himself off me.“Strip.” He repeated, his deep voice
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I woke up the next morning and it felt like I was floating in the middle of an ocean.I tried to recall everything that had happened last night, but my memory was quite blurry. With a sigh, I heaved myself up to a sitting position and looked around the room. I squinted at a little note on the table and next to it, was a fat bundle of cash. I dragged myself to it and the more pain I felt, the more I remembered the crazy sex I had last night. I could barely believe my eyes. Ten thousand dollars in cash!But that wasn’t the most intriguing thing about this morning, it was rather the thoughts of the perfectly built man that had fucked me mercilessly. I could almost feel his touch on my body, the cuffs that had bound my wrists felt so real once more, even though I was a free man once again. I put on my clothes, shoved the cash into both of my pockets and headed downstairs. Mark was right there, waiting for me with a smirk on his annoying face. “I am not giving you shit.” I said to
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He gestured to the seat opposite his table without looking up.I saw him squint at something and when I got closer, I noticed that it was my resume he was scanning through. “Oliver Sallow,” his husky voice cascaded into my ears and my insides curled, “tell me about yourself.”I read his name on the golden plate. Benjamin Cheslyn.He looked up and our eyes jammed for a few uncomfortable seconds. He knew it was me! I could tell by the split second of hesitation in his eyes. I was strung for words and could only stare at his beautifully sculpted lips. “Go on, will you?”I blinked with embarrassment and cleared my throat. “I was uhm, a business student. I loved the idea of communication and, marketing just sort of fascinated me.” His beautiful cognac eyes were like a setting sun. Oh, how handsome this god of a man was!He sat back on his chair, his gaze more inquisitive now, “And what do you find so fascinating about it?” “The logic behind it, I guess,” I replied nervously, “m
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Oliver“Kid?” I felt a gentle push on my shoulder and my eyes sprung apart, the sharp light refracting from the waxed floor hitting my eyes. I winced as I adjusted, careful not to wake Ruby who was sleeping on my lap.My eyes caught a white coat before they latched on to the doctor's face, “How is she?” My voice was a bit gruffy, even to me. My throat felt sore and rough like it had been sandpapered with grief and sorrow.“She is stable now, but we have to keep her overnight to ensure nothing happens again,” he looked more tired than I was and it made me wonder how many people who had been catered into this place with the same condition as my mom had made it out alive.I sniffled, wiping the grime off my face.“You need to go home and get some rest, you can come back tomorrow,” the doctor turned and left. I didn't want to leave but I had to go to work tomorrow…my eyes darted toward the large clock on the wall by the entrance/exit, it read 1:21 am…I had work today.“Shit,” I sighed an
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The Billionaire's dirty secret Chapter 33: bruised bonds
Oliver.“You do not want me to walk you inside?” Sebastian struggled having a difficult time letting me out of his car. I had been discharged a few hours ago and he towered over me like a mother hawk over her kids.“I'm fine, Seb, it's just a little bruise on my face,” I tried to assuage the worry that was etched into his conduct.“This is not a little bruise, Oli,” he warned, his voice dropping a decibel. I sighed, I knew it wasn't but I couldn't stay couped up in that hospital staring at the beige walls and marinating with the smell of antiseptic and bleach.“I'm sorry,” I apologised.“Why say sorry?” He scrunched his brows, confusion riddled in his expression.“I shouldn't trivalize it, you've been with me since it happened and I should acknowledge that,” I stared at him, the confusion still swirling in his bulbs.“I do not understand big words, Oli,” Sebastian chuckled and stretched his hand to hold mine firmly in his. I laughed, it was like talking to a child, a beautiful child.
The Billionaire's dirty secret 32: A faux trip to Paris
Benjamin.There was a gentle tap on my office door distorting the concentration I had built for a while staring at the prints. I scowled, assuming it was the manager announcing her presence.“Come in,” I grumbled. The door slid smoothly.“Good morning, sir,” the husky voice of the old man filled the room. I snapped in his direction, surprised that he was back from his break.“Welcome, how is the family?” I asked, he gave a stiff smile and nodded.“Alright, you may leave,” I excused him and he closed the door firmly.Another gentle tap and I sighed, “did you forget something?” I flipped through my documents, unbothered to look up. A soft cough came from the doorway and I looked up.My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach, my breath hitching in my lungs when I saw Oliver by the door. His face was a disgruntled shade of purple and blues.An ugly yellow stained the sides of the bruises circumferencing the deeper shades of purple. His lips was split, bulging out, but reddened with dried
The Billionaire's dirty secret 31. Sebastian at the end of tunnel.
OliverWas this the afterlife? I never pegged the after life to smell like antiseptics with the irritating beeping noise.It was dark, I always imagined it would be bright for some reason, I mean, whiteness meant tranquility right? I had no sense of direction, everywhere looking and feeling the same. “Hello?” I called out to the deep and the vacuum swallowed my voice. The beep spiked, the intensity aggravating.What the hell is that? In the midst dark eerie darkness, I felt this loneliness cradle my chest, engulfing my body wholly. Was this how it was going to be? Was I going to spend the remaining parts of my life here?Was I even still alive? The last thing I remembered was Jamie and his cohorts attacking me before Sebastian swooped in and…Fuck, there was a gunshot somewhere, who had been shot? Was Sebastian okay? I didn't trust Jamie and his airhead friends, and…Ruby. Sadness ravaged my entire frame. She had stood by, watched as everything unfolded.I knew I didn't like Jamie for
The Billionaire's dirty secret 30: "Hello mom"
Benjamin.What would Oliver and Sebastian be doing now? Would they be at the restaurant? Or maybe they must have skipped to his house? Maybe he was a panting, breathless mess, his mouth gasping for breath, his face, flushed with desire.The pages of the point in front of me became blurry, the letters masking into repetitive letters of O’s, L’s and I’s. He had enraptured my mind, sinking his claws into the very essence of my life.I sighed, disappointed at the fact that I hadn't gotten any work done before closing the pages of the document. It was already late, some minutes past eight pm and I needed to get up early for a conference meeting the following day.I flung my suit over my arm, closing the door firmly behind me. In the hallway, the feeling of Oliver's presence lingered, it was almost as if I could touch him in his absence.He had been so happy, a smile stretching across his face: he was cute when he smiled, but I wanted that smile to be from something I did for him or to him.
The Billionaire's dirty secret 29: Knight in Shining armor
Oliver.“How do I look?” I walked out of my room, stretching my hands wide and giving a gentle spin so my mom could keep up.She squealed, clapping her hands furiously, “you look beautiful! Sebastian will fall for you,” she placed her hands over her mouth, her eyes sparkling in awe.“You think?” I fingered the hem of my white shirt, a bit insecure about the entire outfit. It was definitely not what Sebastian would consider as okay, but it was the best that I had. I had been saving it for something special, for that one “thing” that would make me pull it from underneath the drawer where it had been iron-pressed and padded with a clean film.“I know, my baby,” she gasped in delight before gliding toward me and wrapping me in a firm hug. Tilting me from side to side as she squealed like a cheerleader.“Sorry, sorry,” she peeled herself off me, dusting my attire, “I don't want to get this all rumpled or stained before the big night,” she smiled again.I exhaled, “wish me luck,” I stated b
The Billionaire's dirty secret 28. Soaked pants
Oliver.My stomach tightened into knots, a feeling different from when I felt Benjamin deep inside me. My eyes froze, stuck on the figure of Sebastian by the door. His eyes were wide, the shock evidenced by his gaping mouth.Benjamin stilled, his dick slowly growing limp inside me. Sebastian’s eyes frolicked our frames, ensuring he caught everything. I quickly pushed Benjamin off me, my treacherous dick still hard, wagging with each step I threatened to take.I waddled, soft pain shooting up my spine as I moved toward Sebastian. My hands were jutted out, stalking toward him like he was an animal backed into a corner and I didn't want him to attack. The rain intensified, swallowing the sounds of my shuddering breath and slamming heart.I heard a shuffle behind me and I knew Benjamin was scampering to put his clothes on. My eyes prickled with tears as they pooled to the sides.“Seb…” I called cautiously, his eyes flickered toward mine again. I couldn't read the emotions in his eyes no m
The Billionaire's dirty secret 27. Till I see stars...
OliverHe expertly fingered the buckle of my belt while his lips continued to attack my neck. I groaned, my head a mush of feelings. I wanted to push him away, fuck that, I needed to push him away. I hated this mindless control he had over my body, how my body willingly submitted to him to do what he wanted.“Ben, stop,” I moaned even though the words were becoming placid in my head. I didn’t want him to, I just wanted to know that I at least tried to do so. His fingers drummed the waist band of my underwear, rubbing the skin just above it.My stomach tightened as the feeling rocked my nerves, causing my dick to throb harder. He placed kisses along my jaw, hovering over my lips before kissing my nose. His eyes burned with lust and I was sure my eyes were not any different. My chest rose and fell, complementing his hot breath that fanned my entire face.“Do you really want me to stop?” He asked, his voice was laced with concerned. He pressed his lower half on me, his swollen cock align
The Billionaire's dirty secret 26. Don't come crying.
Oliver.It was a few minutes past five pm when I finished with the last file for the day. I had about forty minutes before my date with Sebastian and my stomach felt like it was wrung into knots.The sun still shone brightly, not hinting at the stormy night the forecast was giving. I pulled my coat from the hanger and left my office. The witch was packing up as well. Her eyes landed on me and she scowled, before snorting and ripping her jacket from her chair and moving toward Benjamin's office.Oh, he was still around? Was he working late again today? He didn't even need to work late, he was the boss, he could simply stay in and there would be no Draconian bitch hovering over him, snarling fireballs at him.The door closed with a dull thud as she emerged again and walked out of the room, flinging her back over her shoulder and peeling out of the office. Should I tell him I was leaving? Was it customary? Every other time I had tried to do that I was simply met with hostilities.I sighe
The Billionaire's dirty secret 25. If I'm a slut, then let me burn.
Oliver. I pivoted to see Benjamin leaning against his door, his eyes fixed on me. There was an emotion swirling behind those orbs but it was difficult to ascertain what it was from this distance. Seeing him made my heart hit harder, the casual way he leaned against the door with his sleeves rolled to his arm, exposing the thick veins that serpentined his arm. He might be a douche, but God, he was beautiful. I sweeped my eyes away from his body, fixing them on his eyes where a smirk rested. I was still annoyed with him…livid even. He hadn't even apologized for the condescending way he spoke to me at the restaurant. I swallowed, turned toward the lady, “I have a date this evening so I would love to finish the work you have for me.” She eyed me, shrugged then pulled out stacks of files from underneath her desk. “The punishment isn't about completing the work, it's about work extra hours. Cancel whatever plans you have with Sebastian.” I huffed, stifling the words that threaten
