Caught Between Two Billionaires

A night she would never forget

"What is she doing here?" Olivia asked angrily.

An hour after Laurel left, Sebastian's mistress arrived.

"Caroline's spending the summer with me." Sebastian replied casually, with Caroline sitting on his lap.

Olivia, already saddened by her daughter's departure, left them alone, choosing to spend the rest of the day in isolation.

For the first time since she got married, Olivia contemplated a divorce. She never considered it before because she wanted Laurel to grow up with a father, but she was starting to realize that her sanity was more important. Additionally, Olivia was a housewife. Divorcing Sebastian would mean starting her life afresh.

Olivia took her time to dress for the party, wearing a red mini dress and designer shades. Sebastian and Caroline were in his bedroom, so nobody saw her leave.

Her driver took her to the Gambinos, where she was allowed entrance after showing the bouncers her invitation. The party was at its peak when Olivia walked in. Everyone looked like they were having the time of their lives, but Olivia stood, confused. She had never been to a party like that before. Soon, people started trying to dance with her.

Olivia made her way to the bar.

The bartender whistled when she saw Olivia. "You're a blonde bombshell!" The tattooed woman said. "Waiting for somebody?"

"No." Olivia replied. She stared at the crowd. How would she find Desmond?

"Here's a martini from a gentleman by your far right." The bartender served Olivia.

Olivia spotted a sturdy man, gawking at her. "Is that him?"

"Don't judge a martini by its buyer!" The bartender cried, making Olivia laugh. She would probably spend the whole night at the bar with the funny bartender. It seemed much safer.

Someone wrapped an arm around her from behind, making her turn quickly. It was him.

"You came." Desmond said, taking a seat beside her.

"I came." Olivia stated.

Desmond took his time, looking at every inch of her body. "Damn!" He exclaimed. "You clean up nice, blondie."

Desmond called the bartender's attention and ordered the most expensive cocktail for Olivia.

"I don't drink." Olivia declined.

"That changes today."

Olivia did not reply, instead she stared at him, intrigued by his confidence.

"So what do you do?" Desmond asked as they waited for her drink.

"Um, I'm a housewife." Olivia replied awkwardly.

Olivia had graduated with great grades, so getting a job would have been easy for her, but Sebastian had other plans. He wanted her to dedicate her time to their home while he worked. Olivia would always regret conceding to his wishes.

After Olivia finished her cocktail, Desmond led her away from the bar.

"Where are we going?" She asked loudly, hoping he could hear her above the music.

"To my section!" Desmond replied.

Desmond led her to the VIP section, which was guarded by two bouncers. Three men and women were already seated, having a good time.

"Desmond!" One of the men called. "Where have you been?"

"I went to find a friend." Desmond said, taking a seat. Olivia sat closely beside him.

"I could find her in a minute." Another man said, leering at Olivia.

"That's Rob, the birthday boy." Desmond introduced Olivia to one of his friends.

Rob, a handsome redhead, grinned. "That's me."

Olivia thought he looked familiar, but she was unsure. "Happy birthday Rob." She said.

"Say it again while jiggling your tits." The man who had been leering at Olivia, said.

"Are you stupid?" Desmond snapped.

"I was only suggesting---"

Desmond did not let the man speak. "Don't make such suggestions again, you moron, she's not a hooker." Desmond spoke angrily.

"She looks like one." The man muttered.

"Your mother is a hooker." Olivia fired back, not knowing where she got the courage from. Perhaps the alcohol was already working.

The man stood to face her, enraged. "How dare you?"

Desmond quickly stood between Olivia and the man. "How dare you?" He challenged.

"Can you guys relax?" The other lady seated with them spoke.

The bouncers quickly separated the two men before it got violent.

Desmond wrapped a protective arm around Olivia. "Do you dance?" He asked.

"Not really." She replied.

Desmond grinned. "You'll learn tonight."

Desmond led Olivia to the dance floor, brushing off any hands that strayed towards her.

"I'm charming, aren't I?" Desmond smirked.

Olivia scoffed. "I'm a married woman." She said. "Your charms are wasted on me."

Desmond pulled her close to his body, placing his hands on her hips. Olivia clung to him, moving to the music. While dancing and taking shots after shots of drinks, Olivia finally understood what it meant to "have fun and get loose."

She attempted to grab another drink, but Desmond stopped her.

"That's enough. You're drunk." He scolded.

Olivia laughed. "I'm perfectly fine."

Desmond raised three fingers. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Three!" Olivia answered confidently.

Desmond smiled. "You're alright." He pulled her to his chest. "But please, no more drinking."

Olivia looked up at Desmond. He had to be the most attractive man she had ever met. His body was muscular in all the right places and his face was just gorgeous.

Desmond would not stop staring at her lips, like he was wondering whether or not he should kiss them.

Their eyes were locked on each other, blue orbs against blue orbs. Desmond hesitated. He needed consent to kiss her, she was a married woman after all. Olivia nodded, telling him it was alright.

Desmond covered her lips with his. Her lips parted eagerly, allowing his tongue to caress hers. He cupped her face with one hand while the other hand roamed her body. Olivia could not remember the last time she was kissed like that. Desmond was arousing desires she had not felt in a long time.

Desmond paused to speak. "Do you want to come with me?" His eyes were gleaming with desire.

Olivia nodded.

"Do you like it?" Desmond asked as they walked into a large, beautifully furnished room.

Olivia nodded, then sat at the edge of the bed.

Desmond stood before her, caressing her cheek. "You're beautiful." He said.

Olivia kissed him this time, pulling him onto her body.

Desmond swiftly took off his shirt, then unzipped her dress, revealing her breasts. Olivia smiled shyly under his gaze. She had only ever had s*x with Sebastian.

Desmond took her n****e in his mouth, stroking it with his tongue, only stopping to stroke the other n****e.

He raised his head to look at Olivia, whose legs were already wrapped around his waist. "Are you sure?" He asked.

Olivia kissed him deeply. "I want you."

Olivia's moans filled the room as Desmond slowly thrusted into her, taking her on a ride she would never forget.