The text message was simple. He asked me to meet him at a certain hotel suite to entertain a client that he was meeting. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Most of the time if George had a meeting or dinner with a client and the client’s wife or girl came along, it was almost mandatory for me to be there to entertain them both. There wasn’t a lot of time left until the meeting, so I went to work on dressing up immediately. I picked out a glamourous red dress with a slightly sexy vibe that came straight off this season’s fashion runway and paired it with matching red high heel shoes. Red dresses go well with rubies, diamonds, and red lipstick. By the time that I was done, my driver was already waiting for me to take me to the hotel where George was waiting. The hotel was one of the most luxurious in the city and the only one connected to a casino and mall. All owned by the same company, the luxury hotel, casino and mall were the top destination for entertainment for people in the co

“What do you have in mind?” George asked, clearly interested. “One card. Whoever has the highest card wins. Simple, right?” Brandon said with a playful smile. “How much do you want to bet?” George asked. “I have too much money already so it’s a little boring,” Brandon said as he laughed softly. “What do you want?” George asked, sensing that Brandon already had something in mind. “Let’s see. What about a night with your beautiful wife?” Brandon suggested as he rested his chin on his hands and smiled innocently. George didn’t quite understand Brandon’s obsession with Elena, but he was more than ready to use that to his advantage. Since they had gotten in touch to discuss Brandon’s interest to invest in some of his funds, George had realized that Brandon had asked or spoken about his wife quite frequently. He knew that his wife was very attractive, so it probably wasn’t unusual if Brandon had developed a liking to her. Although he had no idea if Brandon had ever met Elena in person

If I had thought that the night was over, I couldn’t be so wrong. After he saw that I had rested enough and was able to catch my breath, Brandon was all over me again. “No more…please. I can’t take anymore…” I pleaded breathlessly. Stone-grey eyes just narrowed at me before his handsome face bent down and captured my lips in his. The heat of his lips seeped into mine before I felt the wet tip of his tongue wedging itself in between my lips, forcing it open. I moaned softly when his wet tongue slipped between my lips into the depths of my mouth. I sighed at the pleasure of his tongue mingling with mine. His kiss quickly became more demanding as our tongues grinding against each other passionately. His arms tightened around my body as he carried me princess-styled in his arms. With long and determined strides, I knew that he was taking me to the bedroom of this luxurious presidential hotel suite. My whole body felt weak, devoid of the energy and the will to resist him anymore. “How

Thankfully, I didn’t have high expectations from them anyways and so I wasn’t really disappointed. Avoiding their gazes, I sat down on the sofa while I waited for Lawrence to arrive. “So? What really happened?” my mother asked. “I don’t know either, mum. Our lawyer is on the way. You remember Lawrence, right? He’ll be here in less than half an hour. So please, save whatever questions that you may have for him…” I said emotionlessly. I felt cold and lost inside. If I could choose, I would choose to simply disintegrate and disappear from here. Their questions made me feel sick. Their lack of sympathy or feelings made me feel disgusted. It was obvious that all they were worried about was how much money I would walk away with from George’s death. …Lawrence was true to his word and arrived before the half hour mark. After politely reintroducing himself to my parents, he got down to business immediately. For his line of work, I knew that time was money. George paid Lawrence a lot and t

I gasped in shock as my mouth hung open at the inconsiderate attitude of the man. Staring at his back as he walked away from me, I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. Everything that I own is being taken away from me. My branded bags, shoes, clothes, jewelry, art pieces and everything else. The staff started shooing me out of the penthouse. It was such an embarrassing and depressing situation that I just couldn’t bear staying in there any longer. Without getting my hands on anything, I called my driver so that he could drive me to a hotel. I didn’t know back that that from that point on, my life was about to fall into ruins bit by bit. The car arrived and I got in before sighing loudly. I leaned my head into my hand as I watched the scenery outside go by. The ride was peacefully quiet as we headed to one of the most luxurious hotels in the city. I remembered that George likes this hotel a lot for their oriental oil massage. Not that he could enjoy any of that anymore. “Madame…