One Night Stand With A Jerk

He's Hitting On Me

POV: Zoey

“You would have s*x with my brother?” I asked Jane in disbelief.

“How could you think of something like that, why would you want to do something so disgusting to him?

He is sick Jane, and even if he is not your brother, he is still your cousin. He is family!” I screamed in tears, looking at my brother’s pathetic state. He had tears in his eyes and it hurt me to see him this way. He may not know what is going on, but he sure knows that we are in danger because he can see the way I am being treated by Jane and Donald.

“Well, since he is family, I guess it would not be a bad thing if he signs over his inheritance to his dearest cousin, is it?” she asked me, walking up to Jason and caressing him, making him giggle as she touched his tickle spots.

“You have always known how to communicate with Jason. I suggest you make easier for him and convince him to sign over his shares to me now. It’s either you convince him to sign the documents right now or I’ll make a video of us having s*x and post on the Internet. Then when the whole world finds out about our affair, I will pin my pregnancy on him and take everything for myself after I kill him. Either way, I get to have everything to myself!” she let’s out proudly.

“Y... Y... You are pregnant?” I asked in shock, staring at her flat tummy that looks so normal in my eyes.

“Yes, dear sister. I am carrying Donalds child, and we will build our family in your house and love a good life with your wealth!” she responded excitedly, kissing Jason on the lips to prove her point.

“You will never get away with this!

The cops will...”

“Do nothing about it!” She said sternly, completing my statement and glaring daggers at me.

“With you two gone, there will be no one to challenge Jane and I. We will get everything and no one will dare to question us. Our alibi’s are strong enough and I have enough evidence to prove that you took your own life after I caught you cheating with different men.” Donald added in a fierce tone, tapping on his laptop and turning it to face me with a smirk on his face.

I stared at the screen in disbelief as I saw myself acting silly on our wedding party. It’s obvious that I was drunk as hell. They got me drunk and took pictures and videos of me flirting and baking out with different men. It was so bad that I hugged myself in shame, feeling disgusting.

“You were supposed to be taken back to our room where three men were going to f**k you and have it all recorded for me. You were supposed to be killed last night, but somehow you survived. I guess if I want a perfect job, I’ll have to do it myself!” Don let out furiously, turning off the laptop and glaring dangerously at me. I fell on my knees sobbing hysterically.

This looks like a dream, I just couldn’t believe that my whole life was a lie. I can’t believe that the people I love and care about, the people I trust to look out for me and keep me safe are the very ones plotting my death.

“Please, Don. Just take everything I have and let us go. You can have everything I own, I will never come back for them, I promise. But let Jason go, please, let us leave with Jason’s shares. He needs the money for his treatment, he may die of neglect if we don’t fund his treatment. Please, just let us go.” I begged, crawling to his side to kneel before him and beg for mercy.

“Get your filthy hands off my man!” Jane let out angrily, coming to push me to the floor roughly. I sobbed as I tried to stand up and beg her to forgive me. She slaps me twice on both cheeks, sending me back to the floor as I yelled in pain, my palms instinctively flying to my cheeks to curb my pain.

“That’s for all the times you flaunted your wealth in my face.” She let out angrily, going to sit prettily on Jason’s legs, hurting him.

“Your presence irritates me!

Now make him sign the f*****g papers!” she orders me, standing up from his legs and pushing him towards me with speed and making him fall to the floor with his face. I rushed to my brother, cradling his head on my laps and sobbing pathetically.

“Here!

Make him sign it!” Don added furiously, throwing some papers to my face. I know I had to be brave for my brother, so I tore the papers and threw them to the floor, looking at Donald with renewed boldness and strength.

“I don’t care if you kill us both. But I won’t fold my arms and let you do this, I won’t help you destroy my brothers life.” I let out in a voice that surprises both Donald and Jane. Hell, I’m even surprised at my own tone.

“Very well then, I’ll just do it my way and get everything from him. You can go to hell, Zoey, your baby brother will joining you pretty soon.” Jane told me fiercely, making a hand gesture to tell me bye. I didn’t know what she meant by that until I felt Dons hand grip me by my hand and hit my hair hard on the table.

“That for trying to get me trapped in this stupid marriage!” he told me fiercely before throwing me out of the window. I felt myself falling and I closed my eyes, waiting to hit the floor, praying in my heart that my brother will be fine without me,

“Save me Lord, don’t let me die and leave my brother at the mercy of those two villains. Give me a second chance Lord, and I promise to do better. Please Lord! Please Lord! Please Lord!” I said in my heart with my eyes still firmly shut.

That moment, something magical happened to me, something unexpected and unexplainable. I stopped falling almost immediately, and I was taken back to the moment I’d left the cocky strangers room. Its as if time was taken back and I was taken back in time to correct my mistake. Or maybe I died and this is just my subconscious thinking that I’m still living.

I really can’t explain what happened to me, just that my eyes flipped open as if I had just woken up and I found myself in the elevator outside the strangers room, my eyes filled with tears. It looks like I’d just run out of his room and I’m making my way to my cousin’s room, making my way to my death.

The thought of them in bed and the mean things they said to me nsde me shiver in fear. I thought of the way i felt as I fell and all that came to my mind was Jane’s laughter as she watched me fall to my death. It felt like a nightmare that I could never forget no matter how hard I tried. The thought of falling makes me shiver as if the ground would give way and swallow me up.

That fear is forever inscribed in my heart, I would always relieve that moment for the rest of me life. Alone at last, I sank to the floor, tears streaming down my face. My heart ached with a pain so deep and raw, it felt like a physical wound. I may have been bruised, but I was not broken.

It was in that moment, as I sat there sobbing my heart out that I vowed to reclaim my properties and find the strength to rebuild my shattered heart and expose both Jane and Donald, making them pay for everything they did to me and my brother, even though I’m not so sure if it happens like that anymore.

I was saved for a reason and I plan to make better use of this opportunity. I was given a second chance to save myself and my brother, and that is exactly what I planned on doing. I sat on that floor until the elevator door was opened from the outside and I realized that they have been searching for me when one of them said,

“Ma’am !

It’s you!

Our boss has been searching for you everywhere!” he let out excitedly, making me feel loved. I smiled warmly at him and I felt myself drifting off again, it felt like I was dying for real this time. I forced myself to tell them what had happened to me, begging them to save my brother.

“Dear God, am I dying again?

Did you give me a second chance to die in an elevator instead?” I asked within me, struggling to keep my eyelids open, but failing miserably. I was carried by one of the guys who looked like their leader and I was taken back to him, the cocky jerk that annoys the s**t out of me. I can’t believe that this annoying shithead is the one I’m running to for help. Indeed, my desperation is beyond imagination.

He grabbed me roughly from the guy that brought me and he cuddles me to his chest like a baby, holding me like a fragile child. God, he smells so f*****g amazing, and I found myself squeezing my legs shut to curb my desires as the guys explained everything I had said to him and he ordered them to take action, sounding so manly and powerful.

Damn, I’m burning for this guy!

I’m so f*****g horny. The guys left the room to carry out his orders and I was left alone with him as he cuddles me warmly. Then the weirdest thing happened, he spoke to me, making my eyes flutter open immediately,

“I knew you would come back for more of this,” he let out in that cocky tone that drives me crazy, bringing my hand to his d**k and letting me feel the harness. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to pretend to be unconscious so I don’t have to face him now.

“You can stop faking it now and come give daddy some sugar, I knew you loved it as much as I did,” he continues, leaning to kiss my lips. Who on earth hits on a traumatized lady?

No one!

No one one does that, only this shithead. Only this Jerk!