The Billionaire's New Wife

Ch. Two

                                                                                    Donte

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Just like that! Baby, don't stop!" The blond-haired woman screamed.

Donte's fist tightened in her hair as he slammed in 10-inch d**k into her. Whenever he was frustrated or needed a release, he called Angie. She was an associate of his, the only woman he could call on that didn't pressure him to commit to something more than casual f*****g. Or at least she never brought it up.

"Oooooooh s**t! f**k, baby, I'm about to c*m!" she cried out, which only made Donte f**k her even faster and dig his finger into her waist even deeper as he glared at the back of her head. He knew that by the time he was done with her, her p***y was going to be sore, but he didn't give a f**k. He needed to take his anger out on someone, like his new wife, but since she was nowhere to be found, he had to settle on f*****g the s**t out of Angie.

After he felt her tightened around his d**k, he decided to pull out, flip her onto her back, grab her legs just behind her knees, pin her down with her knees on the bed and plunge his d**k deep into her wet, and awaiting, p***y. He ignored her startled gasp and just fucker her. He slammed into her p***y so deep and so fast that she found it hard to catch her breath. He was so deep.

"Oh! (Thrust) My! (Thrust) God! (Thrust) f**k!" she moaned. "f**k! I'm – I'm cu – " Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her toes curled and her mouth hung open as another orgasm slammed into her, this one much stronger than the last, just as he pulled out and came on her stomach.

Once he was sure he was done, he climbed off the bed and found his way into the bathroom to clean himself off. As he stood in the bathroom, he couldn't help but think about his missing wife. He wondered what she was up to, if she was looking for him to see how much she could take him for, what she looked like and where she came from. She'd been on his mind since the moment he woke up, alone, in that hotel room. He really needed to find out what she was and where she was before things turned sour.

                                                                                  ~ Across Town~ 

                                                                                              Tori

"Tori?"

"Yeah, Esme?" Tori crossed the room towards her little sister.

"Am I going to where mommy and daddy went?"

Tori stiffened.

She knew that question was coming, she'd prepared herself for it numerous times, but still she wasn't prepared to answer it. Her sister was seven years old and already fighting for her life. A month after their parents died, which would be 9 months ago tomorrow, Esme was diagnosed with Pleuropulmonary Blastoma (PPB) – a rare type of childhood lung tumor that begins in the chest, either in the lung tissue (pulmonary) or in the tissue the covers the lungs and the inside of the pleura, also called the chest cavity. Every day since, she's been fighting a good fight, but nothing seemed to be working. She's gone through chemotherapy and radiation therapy and nothing has worked. She lost all her hair about a couple of weeks into radiation and things have gotten worse since then. The only thing that can save her sisters life is having surgery to remove the tumor and some of the healthy tissue, but she didn't have all the money. The surgery cost 75 thousand dollars and she only had 37 thousand 500 dollars. She was only half-way there, but she didn't know where she was going to get the rest of the money to save her sisters life and she was desperate.

"Oh, baby, no. You're going to stay right here with me, okay? I need you here with me." Tori said as she took her small hand into hers and kissed it.

Esme smiled up at her sister. "I can't wait to go home with you. We can play little mermaid at the pool."

Tori smiled. "I can't wait to bring you home, too. How do you feel?" she asked as she felt her forehead.

"Better than I did yesterday."

"You're not hot anymore, so that's good. Do you think you could eat something for me?" Tori asked. It's been a couple of days and she hasn't eaten anything but an apple with a cup of apple juice.

Esme smiled big and nodded. "I'm starving!" she said.

Tears swelled in Tori's eyes as she stared at a more energetic and livelier Esme. "That's good. What do you want me to get you?"

"Soup! Rice and Tomato Soup, like Deans mom made for him!"

Tori chuckled.

"You watch way too much Supernatural young lady." She said as she leaned down and kissed her hair. "I'll be back with your order. Anything else you want to add before I go?"

"Can I get ice cream?"

"You know you can't have ice cream yet, Esme, but I promise the minute we get out of this hospital, we will stop for ice cream."

"Promise?" Esme asked and held up her pinky finger.

Tori smiled and hooked her finger around hers. "I promise. Now, any other requests?"

"Orange juice with a crazy straw, please."

"Coming up. I will send Dr. Collins in to sit with you while you wait."

Esme’s face lit up. "Yay! She's very nice. I like playing with her."

"I know." She kissed her hair once again. "Be good while I'm good."

"Aren't I always?"

Tori shook her head before she exited her sisters’ room in search of Dr. Collins. She was her best friend and the she's been Esme’s doctor since the beginning and she's the only person she trusts with her baby sister alone while she is away.

"Tori, hey," Dr. Collins voice sounded as she turned down the hall. "I thought that was you."

Tori smiled. "Hey, Jules," Tori said as she is pulled into a hug. "I was just looking for you." She said as she pulled away.

"Heading out?" Jules asked.

Tori nodded. "Yeah. Esme’s feeling much better and finally up to eating something. She wants Rice and Tomato soup with a cup of orange juice and a crazy straw."

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I ran some tests on her earlier and her tumor looks to be shrinking." She said with a big smile.

Tori almost dropped to the floor at the news. "What?"

"Yeah. I tried to call you, but your phone went to voicemail and I didn't want to tell you something like that over the phone."

"How?"

Jules shook her head. "I don't know, but it shrunk about five centimeters. I was just as baffled, and relieved, as you are right now. I almost screamed when I saw the results."

"Okay, what does this all mean? Does she still need the surgery?"

Jules took a big breath. "Yes, she'd still need the surgery, but with how much it's shrunk, there won't be a lot of the tumor left to remove which lowers the chances of the tumor coming back."

"Lowers it by how much?"

"Seventy-nine percent."

Tori screamed and threw her arms around Jules neck. "Oh my god! Thank you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she cried.

She finally got some good news out of all of this after nine long and scary months. She finally had some good news to tell her baby sister. And she was going to come up with the rest of the money for her surgery one way or another. She was going to do whatever she had to in order to get it, even if that meant she had to work every day for as long as she had to.

"Oh honey, you have nothing to thank me for." Jules said as she rubbed her friends back.

"Yes, I do," Tori said as she pulled away and met her gaze. "You've been there for me, and Esme, since day one and I am so grateful to you, we both are. I've never been able to count on anyone the way I have been able to count on you. I owe you so much for what you've done for Esme."

Jules cupped her friend’s cheeks in her hands and smiled as tears rolled down her cheeks. "I love you, and Esme, with everything in me. You never have to thank me for being here for either of you, especially after everything you've done for me."

"I love you, too."

Jules leaned in and kissed her cheek. "Now, get going. I'm sure Esme can't wait to see you again. I'll go in and sit with her until you get back."

Tori hugged her friend one last time. "Thank you."