One Night to Ruin Him

Jealousy

Sarafina

Gosh, I don’t want to leave here. It’s so comfortable.

I try to stretch my limbs, when I feel a hand holding my thighs in place.

I squint, opening my eyes fully. Stunned to find that I’m in Sebastian’s room, our bodies tangled in his sheets.

He was so rough with me, and I liked that. He took and gave, I never knew s*x was meant to feel this good.

The memories start coming together slowly, a blush rising to my cheeks. I try to detach his hand from my naked thigh, hoping he doesn’t wake up.

He grunts, tightening his forearm around me, my boobs pressed to his chest.

“Hey, uhmm Sebastian.” I say tapping him

“What time is it?”

I come up with an excuse so I can go to my room or his bathroom, anything to avoid this moment. The morning after s*x is always so awkward.

“I don’t know. Look, I need to pee and you probably have pack business to attend to. So let me go.” He opens his amber eyes staring up at me with a weird emotion.

He’s gorgeous. He’s rumpled dark hair, cheekbones with a little beard, more like an intentional look. I want to run my hands through those curls again.

Ohh, to feel his beard on my p***y. I clench my thighs together and give myself a pep talk. This would end soon, no need to fall.

“You felt so good in my hands last night. Like you were made for me.” He kisses my shoulders and all my exposed skin at his disposal, before freeing me.

“You can go to your room if you feel uncomfortable. I’ll always call you when I need you.” He scrubs his hand through his face seemingly tired.

“We have a lot to talk about. I’ll call for you later today.”

I feel cheap. Like I’m his personal slut. I quickly search for my nightgown on the floor, when I see it torn straight down as I remember what happened last night.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that, I’ll replace it. You can go into my closet and pick a shirt and some shorts to wear.” He says standing in all his naked glory and moving towards the bathroom.

I do as he says and move out of his room having had enough embarrassment for one day.

I need food right now. But I can’t go downstairs like this. I need a shower and a cold matcha. Gosh, I’m still so sore. Is having s*x while pregnant bad? I need to talk to someone that’s done this before, or go to the hospital or something.

After showering and putting on a simple pink sundress, I make my way downstairs for breakfast.

“Hi” I greet a man who seemed to be in his late twenties sitting on the couch in the living room.

“Hello, how are you?” He says with his deep brown eyes studying me.

“I’m good, Sarafina.” I offer my hand to shake him. I could use some aquaintance.

“Damon.” He holds my hand for a bit longer before letting go. Weird.

“You have stunning eyes.” Ohh

“Thank you.”

“Leave her alone Damon.” Sebastian’s voice sounds somewhere behind me but I don’t turn to look at him. I leave the two in the room and go to the kitchen.

I want Cinnamon rolls so bad.

“Madam T, Good morning.”

“Good morning Love, what would you like for today.”

“Same as yesterday’s breakfast, but matcha this time not milkshake.”

“Sure dear, you can wait in the living room, I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

“Could you…maybe Uhmm send it upstairs? To my room?” I ask my eyes pleading.

“Of course dear.”

I make my way to the door, giddy about my breakfast and bump into Damon. His hands fly to my waist, catching my fall.

I just had to f**k up our first meet, didn’t I? I look at his chest embarrassed and unsure of what to say next.

I summon the courage and start to speak, when he’s dragged away from me by a furious looking Sebastian.

What has his panties twist?

“f**k off, I’ll meet you in the office.” Sebastian says to Damon as they seem to communicate with their eyes.

Damon leaves not before throwing me a smirk over his shoulder. He has a nice smile.

My lips almost pull at the ends before Sebastian blocks my view of him. His gaze stern.

“Damon is not to be trusted.” He says earning a scoff from me.

“You can’t tell who I choose to trust.”

He shakes his head.

“You are mine, Sarafina.”

Oh do I love my name on his lips.

“Your ex-husband is getting engaged, I’m sure you must’ve heard.”

That Bastard. We haven’t even finalized the divorce.

“And why are you telling me this piece of information?”

“You’re his ex. In other words, you’re mine now. You have no affiliation with his family anymore.”

“The divorce hasn’t been finalized.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll call you to my office later.”

He says his eyes are doing their usual sweep of my body before leaving. Why does he do that?

I walk up to my room, the white confines of the wall doing the exact opposite of what it should.

“At least I can eat however and whenever I want here.”

—-

Asher

“Hailey baby.” I say rubbing my hands on her back since her fight with her mum over her modeling career.

She pulls away looking up at me with teary blue eyes, a shade or two darker than Sarafina’s. Why the f**k am I comparing that b***h with my gorgeous fiancée to be.

“She just doesn’t understand Asher, I’m fed up. I gave up all I could for this you know? And now she’s treating me like trash because I fell on the runway. It was that b***h’s fault. She must have done something to my shoe.”

“It’s okay love, why don’t we go have dinner at your favourite? Go dress up, I’ll come back to pick you up by 7.”

“You know me so well.” We share a brief kiss, my hands snaking up to her shirt before she pushes me away, smiling. I just know how to make her smile.

“I’ll pick you up by 7pm. Be ready.” I walk away moving to my car, picking up pace as I remember I have a meeting with Sebastian’s team.

That b***h Sarafina had been involved with him all along. Lying slut.

I grip the steering wheel harder, hoping Sebastian is giving her the worst time.

Making my way to the sliding door of Vane industries, I decided to pick up some lunch from the cafeteria section. The man is smart. Making money off business and a food stop.

I walk to the elevator, moving to the 12th floor for the meeting, told Sebastian wouldn’t be here today.

“Mr. Asher.” Ronald, Sebastian’s right hand greets.

“Welcome, please have your seat.”

I move towards where he’s pointing, shoulders buffed up to assert confidence.

“Thank you all for joining us today. I was instructed by my boss to lay all the changes and amendments we made to the sector of the company.”

I sleep for most of the meeting, my glasses hiding my eyes. The meeting is adjourned as I wake and move towards Ronald.

“Ronald. Could I speak with you for a sec.”

“Of course. What is your inquiry?”

“I want to have a one on one with Sebastian. It’s urgent. And I need him to bring his liaison. Her name is Sarafina.”

“That would be impossible sir, I’m sorry.”

He walks away before I can grab his arm and show him how much they need me for this company to thrive, not my incompetent ex-wife.

I walk to my car and slam the door in anger. Moving to pick up Hailey.

“Hey babe. You look stunning.” I place a kiss to her cheeks, placing my hand in hers.

“Thanks babe.” We walk to the car hand in hand as I open her door, and move to mine to drive.

We stop at a headlight as Hailey turns to face me.

“Asher?”

“Yes love?”

“You’re not with Sarafina right? You don’t love her right?”

“Of course not babe. I only have eyes for you.” I place a reassuring kiss on her forehead and focus on my driving.

What makes her think I love that b***h.

As we walk into the restaurant, all eyes are on us moving to our spot. The waiter comes up immediately, taking our orders.

“Isn’t that Sarafina?” Hailey says

I look towards where she’s looking and indeed, my ex-wife is walking into the restaurant with Sebastian, looking like a f*****g couple.

She looks..gorgeous, almost happy.

I revel in the way her demeanor changes when she sees me, she grips Sebastian’s hand tighter. That seems to alert him as he looks around until his eyes land on me.

As they move closer to our table, I stand trying to assert dominance.

“Mr.Vane.” I offer my hand for a handshake but he ignores me completely, only replies with a subtle nod.

“This is Hailey. My...girlfriend. Hailey, Sebastian, my boss.” I introduce

He seems disinterested and I decide to bring something up that would capture his interest and make him turn away from Sarafina. It’s like killing two birds with a stone.

“Sarafina, you forgot your phone at the house, it’s been blowing up from your multiple ‘clients’. Oh you haven’t visited the club since, have you?”