Feared To Be Caught In The Act

Laura

I was baffled by his words, it was so annoying making me jerk a bit with a raised brow. I couldn't believe he could defend himself at this point of him being at fault. Instead of apologizing, he bragged about his influence in the city.

"If I could remember clearly, I didn't force you in having sex with me. You were the one who walked up to me and triggered my urge which I couldn't resist. So it wasn't my fault if you think it was. Take it that way and get out of here with the money. The money I dropped on the bed should be approximately ten thousand dollars, and I bet it should be enough for your service."

"What the hell? What do you take me for—a harlot or what? I am a married woman! Do you think the money could clear off the pain and dirtiness I feel deep inside me?" I yelled angrily, the impulse of anger igniting inside me. I off my consideration, forgetting the fact that he was the CEO. I couldn't hold back my anger. What did he refer to me as—a kind of sex worker who could get fucked for money?

Suddenly, the door swung open as a huge man dressed in a black suit wearing dark shade glasses stood at the door, his hands clutching the door handle firmly as he spoke out. "Sir, is there any problem?" the man asked, his deep voice resoluting. This man was so huge that there was no doubt he was Orion bodyguard.

"No, Jasper. Just give us some time. She’s not harmful to me," Orion replied, shoving his hands into the air.

"Okay, sir. Understood," the man replied respectfully with a bow, then retreated and closed the door.

"You see, with just one snap of my fingers, I could clear you out of existence. So be careful on what you say to me, okay?" Orion warned flatly, sounding cold and scary as he shifted his gaze to me, I was terrified as hell.

People said this man was ruthless and dangerous, but I didn't believe it until I was caught in a situation with him. My heart melted. My body became unresponsive.

I stood from the bed and quickly reached out for my clothes. I dressed quickly, and Orion’s eyes were still locked on me, watching how hurriedly I dressed.

I stormed out of the room leaving the money intact on the bed. Just as I was walking through the pathway of the hotel, I saw Jessica from a distance. As soon as her gaze caught mine, she dashed toward me at a fast pace, her face looking pale filled with confused thought as she tried to talk to me.

"Laura! I have been looking for you everywhere. Where have you been?" Jessica asked, panicking, touching my face while I kept walking forward, she narrowed my movements with her steps as she tried to catch up to me.

The pressure in my heart at that moment didn't even let me notice her presence, making my mind utterly daft, forcing me into ghosting Jessica entirely. I kept panicking in thought, fearing that my husband might somehow find out about the affair I just had sooner or later, or somewhat get suspicious and try to do some findings.

"What could happen if he somehow finds out?" I said to myself, my lips moving in murmurs.

I walked out of the hotel and quickly waved for a taxi. As I got in—

Jessica had tried her possible best to know what was going on, but I didn't give her the chance—not a single chance—to confront me or apologize for what she had done. I totally blame her for everything, She put me into this mess. It wasn't willingly of me going to the club, and now looked at what had rest upon me, a kind of weight I couldn't hold, i was used, fucked, and hurt in a way I couldn't explain.

The taxi kept driving forward, and my mind suddenly drifted back to the night—how Orion pounded me hard with his huge d*ck, how I squirted and how I had enjoyed it, at some point, I wonder if Orion had done wrong because we both enjoyed it, forgetting the fact that I was drunk.

I could bet that we fucked more than two rounds because, at that moment, I was exhausted as hell. I could barely walk properly. His dick was so huge inside me, that I could feel as if it's going to burst out of my stomach

"Ma’am, sorry—where exactly do you want me to take you?" the taxi driver asked.

I had totally forgotten to tell him where I was going due to how pressured and lost in thought I was at that moment, I gasped with a deep sigh before responding.

"Sorry… I totally forgot. Please take me to Sandreez Apartments," I replied, faking a smile off my lips. The taxi driver nodded then continued driving.

It was hard for me to balance everything—either I enjoyed the sex, or I was being used, and then, in the process, enjoying the sex, which wasn’t legally a crime. At some point, Orion wasn’t even at fault, and if I reported what had happened to the police, they wouldn’t believe me unless I had proof. Apart from that, my husband might find out, and I could end up in bigger trouble or even worse. This could literally destroy my marriage, so it was better to keep everything low and silent to avoid further complications.

Soon, I was at the entrance of my house. I dropped from the car, and the taxi driver drove off. I gasped, my body slightly shaking as I staggered forward.

Remembering the kind of dress I had on me, I realized I looked like someone who had just finished a stripping job. That was when my thoughts beat heard on me, realising that things could get even worse if I didn’t find something different to wear that would convert my exposed laps and breast.

The only solution that came into my head was to go to my neighbor and ask for her clothes to change into something more decent. At the same time, it was risky because she might tell my husband about it, seeing me halfway naked. But either way, I could still defend myself—as long as my husband didn’t catch me red-handed in these clothes.

I shoved my negative thoughts aside and walked to my neighbour's door and knocked. The door I was knocking on was Amanda’s. She had this personality of being jovial and talked too much. She's somehow close to my husband because they mostly cracked jokes and laughed about it, sometimes they go gyming together.

To be honest, I never liked her—not even once—but she was my only hope at the moment. I had no choice but to accept the risk and pray it worked on my favour.

The door swung open. Amanda’s mouth opened wide as she yawned, her eyes sleepy. The moment she recognized it was me, she snapped, rubbing her eyes as she asked banteringly, "Oh goodness! Where did you get this magnificent dress from?"