The Good Girl Isn't Coming Back

Episode3

CHAPTER THREE

Summer.. about the papers you signed yesterday, I believe you read them carefully”. He asked.

I nodded.

No you didn't, he said.

I remembered legally being married to Harden Blackwood on the document, his right. I didn't read carefully.

That was a legal marriage certificate document, it states all the rules about the Blackwoods' family.

The history of my family, rules made by my great-grandfather, it talks about the Blackwoods themselves

If anyone goes against them, Earth becomes a living hell.

“Oh mine”. I got scared.

“What rules?”. I asked, sounding curious.

I couldn't imagine what I got myself into..

Why me?

“Why summer?”. I asked myself.

“It's late summer, go to bed, I have unfinished work to attend to”. He said to me and left.

HARDEN’S POV “

Harden stood next to the window and he could see the whole city and its beauty.

The cars were driving slowly like they were asked to follow the lights.

He held a photo in his hand and a glass of expensive wine in the other.

One could say he was admiring the lady in the photo.

He smiled like one who had no problems to solve at all.

*She's more beautiful than I imagined”. He thought to himself.

Not long after, he got pissed off.

“But has never recognized the one she once saved”. He said sadly.

Benz…..Benz….

His phone vibrated on the table.

“Anything?”. I asked immediately after I picked up.

“Boss, I have something which you may find important”. A voice said from the phone.

“What's that?". I asked.

" It's about Summer, your wife". Victor said.

Hearing Summer, my eyes widened.

Summer was more important to me than anything.

“Speak". I commanded.

She has company, but …

“But what”.I asked quickly.

“Sir, she has not been in control of it for 5 years. It's been under someone else's control, her shares and profits”. Victor said.

“Company shares “. And who could that be?. I asked my inner thoughts.

According to my investigation, revenue, Gross profits and share income get paid to a private personal account with no trace.

She also has a family but details about this are hidden.

No one knows her family.

Most people confirmed her background was a class but with what we are seeing, her name is written down as one of the limited registered companies in the state.

I felt cold-blooded.

“Summer my wife!

Has been called a nobody for years?

Does she know about the company?

If she does, why will she let this happen?

Who could ever want to steal from her?

Who's behind this?

Is she hiding anything from me?

Different questions running through my head.

“Victor!. I called.

“Yes, boss”. He answered.

“Find out who is behind all this, gather every hidden and buried information I need to know about Summer”. I requested and hung up.

Who knows what she has been through". I thought.

All these years, 5 good years and no knowledge of this.

I got angrier than I have ever been , I squeezed my hand so hard that my veins were out.

“Nothing about her should be hidden from me, not even her enemies “. I said.

Just then

I received several notifications

It was evidence of what Victor said.

The reports on market sales

The percentages of shares and company collaboration done within 5 years.

Just then another call

Victor Assistant.

I picked without hesitation.

“Boss…you won't believe this”.he said.

“What Victor? Speak up”. I snapped.

“Summer legally owns 48% of Hart’s Global

“What ?“. I stood up immediately.

“They were indeed stealing from her”. I said in a calm voice.

Just a few minutes after we ended the call, I received an emailed document of forged signatures. Boss! It's clear someone is pretending to be the manager of the company.

My hands were shaking the pen angrily.

“s**t! Evidence is all I need, more evidence.

Investigate the employees and board members”. I shouted.

And hanged up

This time I was thinking of taking matters into my own hands.

Anyone that offends my wife, Summer, has offended me.

Photos of Summer popped up.

She was really smiling, her black pixie curls, dimples and red lips made her look elegant.

The second one got me

Summer looked horrible, she had been going through hell without anyone to save her.

I walked back to the room.

Lay on the bed, turned to my wife who was half asleep, she had always been so beautiful just like the lady who had saved me from death.

I couldn't help but. Touch her hair.

“You don't deserve pain”. I whispered.

Her eyes opened slowly.

“Oh..was I too loud “. I asked my thoughts.

Harden… she called.

My name sounded sweeter when she pronounced it.

My mum had given me the name when I was a kid , I guess the future holds her reasons.

Today I enjoyed Summer calling my name.

“I..I didn't mean to disturb you”. I said calmly.

I couldn't resist her.

“Why are you aware “. She asked.

“I wouldn't sleep”.I asked immediately.

I didn't want to leave her worried.

You need some summer, I am fine. I said

She stared at me.

I promised myself not to f**k any woman but my wife wasn't just any woman.

Her curvy body was seductive.

I looked down and I could see her round boobs, on the transparent night dress she was wearing, her n*****s showing clearly on the dress.

I remembered watching her f****d herself while standing at the door.

The sound of her moan, like I was riding her already.

Her p***y dripped wet.

My c**k was getting harder as f**k.

I couldn't hold myself any longer.

“Summer, how Good are you?”. I asked gently.

Waiting for her response…

I guess she didn't expect such question from me or maybe she didn't understand.

I immediately grabbed her waist and moved her closer.

Picked her lips, kissing her like my whole life depends on it.

Then placed her on top of my d**k, made her move forward then backwards gently while kissing her.

Like that wasn't enough,

I brought her down., tore her clothes letting her big round boobs point at my face.