Today is Saturday, and was supposed to be a day off, but Wrynn had to rush to the studio because there was an issue. She left her sleeping husband Raymie Hughes behind and drove to the studio. But just two minutes after leaving, she remembered that her manuscript was still at home and went back to get it.
Just as she opened the door and was about to walk in, she heard Raymie Hughes' voice from the bedroom:
“That yellow-faced b***h has already left, when are you coming?”
Wrynn Vitality gasped in shock and body trembled. Who is Raymie talking to? And who is the b***h he had mentioned?
“Love…I'll be there shortly, do you miss me that much?” Wrynn heard the feminine voice say since Raymie had the phone on speaker. The bastard dared to call his mistress just a few minutes after leaving home?
To make things worse I recognized the voice as her studio member, Yukiye Moore. Yukiye Moore has a seductive face and likes to flirt with men. Raymie had only visited her studio once so when did they start hooking up?
Wrynn was both anxious and angry. The only thought ringing in her head was to barge into the room and rear Raymie apart if she can. But her inherent rationality made her turn away and leave quietly, closing the door lightly as she walked out.
Just when Raymie realized Wrynn had heard his conversation and tried to go after her, she hopped into her car and drive away.
Wrynn angrily called her best friend, Qirat Clark, “Raymie Hughes has damn well cheated on me again and this time,he did it with Yukiye Moore! I want a divorce from him. Help me figure out how to minimize my losses.”
Qirat Clark is a lawyer who specializes in divorce cases.
“What? Raymie Hughes cheated? I told you not to hire Yukiye Moore at the studio, but you didn't listen.” Qirat Clark was stunned for a while after hearing the news. She took a deep deep breath and replied, "If he really cheated, then gather evidence of his affair, audio and video recordings and whatever means we could use to trap the bastard down!”
“Help me buy a camera. Raymie Hughes even brought Yukiye Moore home. Just the thought of them having s*x in my bed makes me want to pull out my hair. Alsoz judging from the way Raymie talked on the phone, they must have been having an affair for a long time now. Argh!"
“Calm down, Wrynn. This is not the time for you to get worked up. Where are you? I'll come and accompany you.”
“No need, let me be alone for a while.” Wrynn Vitality said this as she parked her car at the entrance of a hotel where she often worked. Dire to the nature of her work, she had booked a long-term suite at the hotel
After getting out of the car, Wrynn handed the key to the staff to help park the car appropriately. She walked into the elevator with terrible expression and Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a man and a woman entered.
Professional ethics made Wrynn unable to lash out at them in anger. The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful, but Wrynn felt that they didn't match. The man was too handsome, for anyone not to take a second glance, while the woman appeared much subtler.
As soon as the woman entered, she casually said to the man, “Can't you stay here with me? I came all the way here for you.”
The man replied indifferently, “There are still guests.”
Hearing this, Wrynn raised an eyebrow at the guy in question with irritation. It's a pity, he's so handsome and well-built, but he's just an escort.
They were also going to the 31st floor. Wrynn, deliberately lagged and stood at the elevator door without moving an inch. Taking out a cigarette from her pocket, she reached for her pocket and took out a lighter and lit it. After that, she plaoced the cigarette on her lips.
After a while, the guy in question turned around and when he noticed Wrynn was still there, he glanced at her indifferently.
Wrynn pinched the cigarette between her fingertips and asked, “How much?”
“What?” Zandon Majestic squinted his eyes and looked at this audacious woman.
Wrynn Vitality sneered, “Just a duck. What? are you afraid I can't afford? I'll give you a hundred thousand dollars, accompany me for a day, how about it?”
Zandon's eyes darkened, anger appearing in his eyes, but he curved his lips and took a step forward, pressing down on Wrynn, his phoenix eyes staring at her as he calmly said, “I'll give you one million dollars, so why don't you rather accompany me for a day, how about it?”
“Okay,” Wrynn chuckled. She crushed the cigarette between her fingers and kissed Zandon on the neck.
Since her husband betrayed her, she has no reason to cling to him anymore. Besides, this escort in front of her is a thousand times better than Raymie from any perspective, and most importantly, he will give her one million dollars, so why not?
**
When they arrived in the room, Wrynn felt a little troubled about what she was about to do.
“Hey, are you okay,” Zadon asked as he approached her standing by the door.
“What do you think? I'm okay, of course.”
He raised a brow at her statement, and a smile spread across his lips.
“I thought you said you wanted me, why do you look like a woman who's about to have s*x for the first time.”
“Are you kidding me?” Wrynn asked, walking towards Zadon. I'm not innocent, so why should I act like one?”
He suddenly covered the gap between them and lifted her face with his finger.
“You must not know this, but I like my women burning for me. I want to see desires in your eyes. I want your body to go numb. I want your paradise giving out moist liquid just staring at me,” Zadon stated in a husky voice while staring deep in her eyes.
“And how do you plan to do that?” Wrynn couldn't help but ask.
He suddenly grabbed Wrynn by the hand and pulled her towards the bed and made her sit on it.
“How about I show you what I can do?”
Wrynn watched him speechlessly as he slowly reached for the buttons of his white shirt and undid each button, one after another. She helplessly stared at him without blinking as he finally took off the last button. Just then, he instantly exposed a work of art in front of her in the form of a real man's body with packs.
His muscles rippled with each movement he made, and his n*****s…damn it! They were so erect and hard. Instantly, Wrynn felt her gaze darken with lust all at once. All these while, he was staring at her every reaction.
“Do you still want me to play the game?”
“Quit talking and show me what you got!” Wrynn stated desperately in a voice she could barely recognize. No doubt, she was gradually getting consumed by lust.
“Wow...I can tell you're getting riled up already,” he walked closer to her and knelt on one knee while staring darkly at her.
“Tell me you want me,” he whispered and at the same time, reached for her legs and began caressing them, he slowly pushed forward until his cold hands contacted her thighs underneath her short dress.
At this point, Wrynn could feel her body gradually going up into flames.
Just then, he reached for the edge of her pants and Wrynn let out a low gasp.
“Shhh, I haven't started yet, baby,” he muttered with a lustful stare and slowly pulled down her pants. Without being told, Wrynn quickly reached for the corner zip of her dress and dragged it down, with shivering hands.
This made Zadon curl his corner lips in a smile.
He helped her out of her dress while in a kneeling position. When his gaze fell on her cleavage between her lacy pink bra and down her hips, Zadon stirred badly.
Fuck! All his life he's been the one taunting ladies but as of the moment, he can't help trembling over this little lady in front of him. She had all the things he needed in a woman, and she made him shiver like a little teenage boy, about to have s*x for the first time.
“Are you okay?” Her voice pierced his ears seductively that made his body vibrate. He shut his eyes and opened them again.
“I'm the hunter girl, not the hunted!” With that said, he climbed onto the bed while pushing her down with him.
“Do you think you can handle tonight? He asked as he kissed her shoulder blade. Wrynn on her part, is almost at the verge of melting away when his lips touch her skin.
“Y…yes,” the words came out from Wrynn amidst trembling.
**
At night, Wrynn stood alone by the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the room, with curly hair draped over her shoulders, zooming off in the thoughts of her past.
Wrynn took a deep breath to ease her troubled mind. Just as she turned around to pour herself a drink, she saw a note left by the stranger on the bedside table: “Come find me tomorrow, I'll be waiting.”
Was he kidding her? The s*x was good, but she dared not go searching for him. Men like him will do anything to make her fall head over heels for them and when she does, he'll crumple her heart just as she's crumpling the note from the stranger.
Suddenly, through the floor-to-ceiling window, she caught a glimpse of the billboard hanging on the building opposite. The man on the billboard was wearing a suit and tie, and behold, his eyes were just as piercing as the stranger on her bed a while ago.
She paused for a moment, but slowly moved forward. No doubt, the man in the billboard is the same man she had s*x with. His name is Zadon Majestic. That instant, Wrynn staggered backwards with trembling hands.