One Night Stand With A Jerk

He Never Loved Me

POV: Zoey

I hugged myself as I stepped out of the elevator, feeling so filthy and guilty. I can’t believe I had a one night stand with a stranger, a f*****g jerk. I was a bit surprised when I came out of his suite and realized that he occupied the top floor that is said to be unavailable to guests. The heir of Clayton’s dynasty retained the top floor for his personal use. So, how the hell did that that cocky jerk get access to it?

I would take this up with the Clayton’s, I won’t let this go. As I walked down the hallway, I wiped off a lone tear that rolled down my cheeks. I will make him pay if it’s the last thing I do. As I approached her room I saw a waiter pushing a food cart out of the room and I beckoned for him to hold the door for me,

“Are you a guest here, ma’am ?

Where is your keycard?” he asks me curiously, giving me a suspicious look that made me almost cry. I wouldn’t be facing this humiliation if only I had my purse and my cards. I glared at him angrily, scaring him with my hard gaze. He knew not to question me anymore and he walked away, leaving the door wide open for me.

I walked in hurriedly hoping to run to Jane and throw myself in her arms and sob my eyes out. But I stopped myself when I was hit with a familiar scent that always made me want to gag. Damn, it smells so bad, I’ve always told Donald how much I hate the scent of his perfume. It’s so irritating and it f*****g chokes me.

Wait...

What is my husband doing here?

I could hear voices coming from the bedroom. I sighed in relief as I thought of the drama and the scene we would create when I show up in that room with my husband and our friends demanding justice. I thought our friends were there with my husband, probably searching for me. I imagined Dons face as he searched for me with worry etched on his face.

But when I got deeper into the living room of Jane’s suite, I realized that the noise I was hearing was actually from the TV. I wanted to call out to my cousin Jane when I heard more voices coming from the bedroom. No, not voices, moans, loud moans that sounds so f*****g irritating to me. I would have walked away if I did hear my husbands voice coming out from that room.

I moved in closer and pushed the bedroom door open, and i nearly slumped as I witnessed the most painful experience I’ve ever had. I saw my husband tied to the bed on both hands while Jane lay on him, riding him in reverse cowgirl style whilst watching my kid brother who is just seventeen years old.

“You traitor!

You suck bastards!

What are you doing to Jason, how can you do this to me, what the hell did I ever do to you?” I yelled in pain, clutching my chest as I ran to Jason’s wheelchair and shielded his eyes from the adult content being shown to him by people that are supposed to protect him in my absence. For f***s sake his is like a brother to her too, he is an autistic child and he is depended on us all his life.

He has sensory sensitivities that make walking or standing overwhelming. He finds it hard to understand what others are thinking or feeling, getting very anxious about social situations or changes in his routine. I could see that he was tied to his wheelchair, they obviously do not want him to get anxious and violent. I turned to my brother and he had tears in his eyes, crying silently while trying to break free from the restraints used on him.

I fell to the floor and sobbed so hard as I saw what they were doing He is my only brother and he is so precious to me. Why would they hurt him this way, why would Jane and Donald hurt us this way?

“What is she doing here, Don, I thought you took care of her last night?

She is supposed to be dead!” Jane let out furiously, her eyes blazing in anger. I have never seen her looking this way, and when I heard her mention my death, I knew that I was in danger and so was my innocent little brother.

“Cut me loose, Jane!” Don called out to her when I tried no pick up a phone and call the cops.

“Hold her!

Stop her!” He screamed harder as I reached for the alarm button on the wall to call for help. I ran as fast as I could, hitting the button so hard with my fist. Just as I hit the button, I felt Jane’s hand on my hair as she pulled my hair so hard and hit my head on the wall.

I yelled in pain as she hit my head severally, making me bleed. Then she threw me to the floor and kicked me in my stomach, kicking my ribs as she cursed out loudly.

“How could you do this to me, Jane?

We are sister, and I love you. I trusted you Jane, how could you hurt me and my brother this way, how can you hurt your own family like this?” I cried in tears, trying to appeal to her good heart.

“We are not sisters, and you two idiots are not my family.” She let out furious, staring at me with hate and disgust. Soon enough, Donald came over and joined us, his face full of smiles as he kissed her passionately, sucking her lips and tongue as if his life depends on it. I sobbed so hard while praying that the hotel management hurry and come up here to see what is going on.

“All this years I thought you were not a romantic man and that is why you were always distracted and distant. I thought you would change after our marriage, I thought you will treat me right after everything I did to save you and your family from bankruptcy and jail time. Is this how you chose to pay me back for everything I did for you and your family, Do ?

If you didn’t love me all this while, then why pretend to love me, why did you marry me?” I asked him, looking into his eyes sadly.

“Isn’t it obvious, Zoey?

Are you dumb as well as stupid?” She asked me, throwing her arms around him and kissing him once more before me.

“He married you for your money, b***h. All we needed was your signature on that document. And now that we have the house and your share of the company and estates, it’s time to get Jason’s share and then send you two to your parents in hell. Or, don’t you miss mommy and daddy?” she laughed, kissing my husband as they both laughed hysterically.

“Jason’s share of the company and estates pays for his hospital bills. He is supposed to be your brother too, Jane. Why would you want to rob him of a chance to get better, why would you want you...”

“Shut the f**k up?” Jane slapped me, shutting me up immediately.

I am not his sister and neither am I your sister too. Now make him sign those documents for us, or watch me as I strip him right now and f**k him until he loses his mind completely!” she threatened.