My night stand is a multi-millionaire!

An unexpected betrayal

In the suite of the Foster Hotel, the door to the room` was slightly open as Iveth Spelman's hands trembled.

"Get out of here!" a man's voice was heard from inside the room.

Immediately the door was kicked in fury and the two people in the bed screamed in astonishment. The man Iveth had loved for more than 10 years looked at her with indifference.

He held his high school sweetheart, the eldest daughter of the Spelman family, in his arms.

Seeing Iveth Spelman' face full of sadness and disappointment, Izzie Spelman felt panic and helplessness in her heart.

Iveth felt how anger coursed through her body as her heart was about to explode. "Michael... tomorrow is our wedding" she stressed with tears in her eyes....

However, the night before the wedding ceremony, Michael was in bed with another woman!

Izzie could not assimilate what was happening... her whole body began to tremble... unable to control her tears, Izzie sighed

"Iveth... I... please don't be angry. It was all my fault. I missed Michael so much, and I asked him for this day. I promise not to show up in your lives again!"

"Stop it!" shouted Michael

He quickly wrapped his arms around Izzie and pulled a blanket over her body. "honey, go take a shower. i'll be right back" he said in a soft tone.

Izzie wiped away her tears and stared into his eyes. She nodded and went to bliss without another word.

Meanwhile, Iveth was present at the heartbreaking scene. She was immobile, with her fists clenched and her heart aching. She looked up at her fiancé and frowned.

Before Iveth could say anything, however, Michel walked up to her and slapped her hard.

The blow was so hard that Iveth staggered for a few seconds. Her mind went completely blank and tears flowed from her eyes.

Without a chance to assimilate the blow, Michael placed his hands on her neck and strangled her against the wall with force. "You should have known that when you decided to separate me from her and force this bloody marriage!"

Michael hated Iveth!

On the other hand, Iveth was losing her breath! "Call off... Call off the wedding!" she said in semi-understandable words.

"Cancel the wedding?" Michael scoffed sarcastically, "We can't call off the wedding! I'll marry you and make you miserable! You chose this and you're going to suffer for it!" exclaimed Michael with sinister eyes.

After saying that, Michael let go of her neck and pushed her hard against the wall. He hated her and wasted no opportunity to show it.

Iveth couldn't even breathe or scream at that moment. However, the sound of the bathroom door was heard and Izzie witnessed the scene with astonishment....

"Michael!" cried Izzie tearfully as she ran to stop Michael, "This is all my fault! I shouldn't have asked you to meet me! Please let her go! Don't hurt her!" added Izzie.

Michael immediately let go of Iveth and looked at her fixedly before she finally collapsed coughing, Just as she looked up and smiled in a strange way, Michael was stunned.

His anger coursed through his veins and he thought of the wedding the next day. he couldn't control himself and with a hint of rage he kicked Iveth to the ground.

Iveth was in pain, her body could not assimilate all that had happened. She was about to lose her senses. However, the last thing she could see before she passed out was Michael with Izzie in his arms.

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"Iveth! Iveth! wake up!"

At those words, Iveth weakly opened her eyes and sighed. Her whole body ached. She seemed to have suffered many blows.

"Iveth, stay calm. I've been worried sick about you. I tried to call you but you didn't answer. I went to the hotel and found you lying there unconscious..." Daisy Pringles said.

Apparently, Michael and Izzie had left Iveth in the hallway passed out.

"What time is it? The wedding... I can't miss my wedding!" Iveth hinted suddenly.

"What? You've lost your mind! Why would you want to marry a man who did this to you?" Daisy was stunned to hear what Iveth was saying. As her best friend, Daisy didn't understand what the hell Iveth had seen in this man.

"Iveth, you can't..." Daisy tried to explain.

However, Iveth paid no attention and started looking for her phone. It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the wedding would be at 8 o'clock in the evening...

"Of course I'm getting married" said Iveth suddenly with a sinister smile on her face.

What was wrong with her? Daisy was furious at Iveth's response, how could she put up with the humiliation and let Michael get away with it?

"Daisy, go and buy a couple of pain meds... Also stop by the flat and get my wedding dress" Iveth hinted with a strange smile.

Her eyes were full of coldness while her tone of voice was calm "This is my wedding, and I'm going to surprise my dear fiancé!" Iveth added.

Soon Daisy had arrived and Iveth began to get ready. She did her own make-up and styled her hair before putting on her big wedding dress. When she was finally ready, Iveth walked over to the mirror and looked herself up and down.

A sinister smile spread across her face as she took in every detail of her dress and hairstyle.

***

At 8 o'clock in the evening at the ceremony, the establishment was adorned with lilac flowers, while the big orchestra adorned the atmosphere with a classic and sweet melody.

The fact was, two months ago the news of Iveth's marriage to the heir of the Winswork family had been headline news in the city.

That night Iveth stood clamouring at the end of the stage. Make-up covered the finger marks Michael had left on her cheek and neck.

She was beautiful, with her white wedding dress and the diamond crown adorning her beautiful hair. Iveth had a soft, lovely face, with her green eyes and her natural charm.

It was as if her gaze possessed some kind of magic that would hypnotise any mortal.

Among the guests, the Winswork family and the Spelman family were seated together in the central wing of the auditorium, while Izzie sat quietly enjoying a few glasses of wine.

Michael on the other hand was standing on the stage, with an unconcerned expression, ignoring every word the host of the ceremony was saying. He only looked at Izzie when he could.

Until suddenly the host of the ceremony welcomed the evening. Hearing that, all the guests and Michael looked up and saw the beautiful bride enter in her big dress.

All eyes radiated charm, except for Michael, whose gaze was one of disdain and contempt.

As Iveth walked in, hundreds of rose petals were thrown from the ends. Everyone was happy, until suddenly their attention was drawn to the large screen in the centre of the auditorium.

Apparently images of Michael and Izzie making love in that hotel room had appeared on the big screen.

Seeing that, Izzie started to cry, while the rest of the guests stopped in silence and felt embarrassed.

When Michael realised that something was wrong, he stared at Iveth and noticed her mocking expression. He quickly turned his head away and was perplexed.

At the pornographic images on the screen, Michael rushed to turn off the computer, but it was impossible. After all, Izzie's face was clearly visible next to his.

Izzie was sitting, full of tears with her hands covering her embarrassed face. On the other hand, Iveth had stopped, in the middle of the corridor, with an indifferent expression.

Iveth just watched Michael rush off the stage and run after Izzie to comfort her in his arms and flee.

At the same time, the Spelman family covered their faces and walked to the exit of the establishment.

Seeing him leave, Iveth ran to the stage and grabbed the microphone "Michael, Izzie, are you satisfied with my wedding gift?" she said in a cold and cruel tone of voice.

Michael immediately looked at her with his eyes blazing and radiating anger.

"Michael, at first I asked your family to accept and arrange my marriage, thinking that you loved me... I gave you everything! But now..." after saying that, Iveth paused slightly and glared at Izzie. "...Now I don't want the leftovers! Today in front of the press and our family and friends, she announced that this marriage is off! for good!" Iveth added with a triumphant smile.

Before stepping off the stage, Iveth took off her engagement ring and threw it backwards.

"How could you ruin your own sister's reputation," added Thomas Spelman, "My sister," scoffed Iveth.

"My sister?" scoffed Iveth, tearing the veil from her dress. She contained her anger by stepping down from the stage and walking towards her father. "Let's be clear... From now on I have nothing to do with those two bastards!"

After saying that, Iveth walked out of the establishment with her eyes high. However, Michael was about to go after her, but, suddenly Izzie grabbed hold of him and stopped him.

"I feel sick, it hurts so much!" said Izzie with a whimper.

"Izzie, what's wrong with you?" asked Michael with concern in his voice.

"Michael...I...I...I think I'm about to lose our son," added Izzie before fainting from the pain.

"Izzie! Izzie!" Michael's face turned pale.

Michael was furious, that f*****g b***h would pay!

On the zigzagging road in the highest mountains of the city, it was late at night and the crowd was partying.

Among the motorbikes was a woman sitting on the black motorbike with gold spokes. She wore a ponytail that showed off her thin, pale neck. Her lips were tinted crimson and her tight black clothes made her look like a supermodel. She held in her hands a can of soda and a water clock.

She looked like a goddess in the midst of mortals.

"Hey, little princess. This is a dangerous road. if you die here we won't be responsible for that!" exclaimed a man with a large and noticeable scar in the middle of his face "You should leave this to the men. But, you can be my girl and I'll make you the head of the drivers" exclaimed the man.

With his cold eyes and indifferent expression Iveth looked at him. "Shut up!"

Soon she dropped the soda can and placed her helmet on her head. She suddenly started the engine of her motorbike.

Hearing the roar of the bike, the man with the scar took a step back and snorted... "It was just... just a joke."

As he said that, the motorbikes on the track took their places. The race was about to start, and all the riders were professional men, except for Iveth, who had just signed up.

Meanwhile, on the terrace of the large Martial Mansion, a tall man stood with his black eyes and his rotting, cold aura.

"It's time to go back"

"Wait a moment... The race will take a moment before it reaches its end" said the man in a low voice as he frowned.

Randy nodded and turned back toward the terrace as Seth shouted out "Number 5, 15 million..."

Hearing that, Randy looked down the runway and saw that number 5 was a woman. She looked so sexy and tough at the same time. However, Seth didn't dare to question and bet.

On the track, a loud sound was heard as the starting signal made all the motorbikes hurry up.

Each of the bikes had a ride recorder, so they could clearly see what was in front of them. Seth could see on the screen, however, that number 5 had fallen behind.

However, she soon overtook the others and began to struggle desperately to get past the zig zag.

"That's crazy!" exclaimed Randy in amazement.

Humour 5 had taken the lead, but was then passed by number 9.

It was shocking that soon number 5 hit number 9 and passed him again! With his fast and strong action, number 5 had not only pushed number 9 away but made him lose control and go off the track.

Number 5 was driving like a pro! as if he knew the track naturally! finally with the rumble of the motorbike, the woman came back to the destination and stopped.

She stripped off her case and smiled.

Her face was beautiful! so feminine and charming!

"The winner is competitor number 5!" shouted the host raising his hands.

Soon the people around them were clapping and celebrating, pouring champagne with excitement.

After a few minutes, Iveth had received the 15 million dollar prize money and was about to leave, until the scarred man caught up with her with a big smile.

"Princess, toast with me. You're the winner! Don't let me down," the man insinuated.

Iveth looked at the glass and took it with a frown. she drank with a single rajoy sigh. it was only one sip.

However, a couple of minutes had passed when suddenly her body began to feel weak. She moved away from the crowd and sat down on a small bench just off a small open room.

When the scarred man saw her, he approached her with a sinister smile and looked at her with a lecherous expression. "That money doesn't make you happy... Come, I know how to make you happy!"

Without a handle, Iveth was no fool, she could feel her body strange since she ingested that drink "You... you drugged me?" she exclaimed weakly.

After saying that Iveth quickly gathered her last remaining strength and raising her leg, she slammed it straight into the man's groin. Immediately the man screamed in pain and cursed Iveth bitterly.

At that scream, some people turned into the hallway and saw them. Iveth suddenly woke up and grabbed a glass ornament from the shelf next to her and broke it. She tried to use the pain to keep herself awake.

However, taking advantage of her carelessness the man lunged at her, fortunately she pulled herself out and ran as he tried to catch her.

When Iveth reached the window at the end of the corridor the man's sinister smile was suddenly heard "Go ahead, jump, it's the 5th floor!"

At that, Iveth narrowed her eyes and jumped without hesitation. Seeing that, the man ran to look out of the window expecting a big disaster. But, contrary to that, he saw that woman hanging from the balcony, jumping into the next room.

"Get her, that bastard!" shouted the man to the people around him.

Quickly each of them ran after Iveth without hesitation. Knowing she was being chased, Iveth went back to the window and looked down. There was a large dumpster on the floor below, so she closed her eyes and dropped down onto the rubbish.

Unexpectedly Seth's car was passing that way, when the driver saw something fall into the dumpster next to it. Seth immediately became speechless and looked back.

"Go and find out" Seth said intrigued.

Suddenly the driver squinted and saw an injured woman. She was not conscious so Seth asked for her to be put in the car quickly.

However, when the car started driving again, Iveth behaved strangely. She suddenly put her arms around Seth's neck and softly murmured, "I'm so hot...".

Hearing that, Randy, the driver, looked in the rear-view mirror and was dumbfounded. "Sir..."

Seth was really in a dilemma. "I..." Seth said looking down at the beautiful woman on his lap.

"Are you sure about this?" Randy asked with a frown.

"I..." Seth couldn't even answer when Iveth had taken his lips and kissed him passionately.

In that instant Randy just stopped the car and got out, leaving his boss alone and drove away in silence.

That had definitely been a long night filled with many emotions.

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