Rejected Wife Of The President

It Was Just A Contract

POV: Valerie

“What changed, Trav, do you believe me now?” I asked him, looking at him, hoping he now believes me.

“I don’t want to talk about the past.” He responds, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He got up from the bed and started putting on his clothes to leave. For over two weeks he’s been coming to make love to me and leaving right after, refusing to speak with me. I thought we have established a connection and I just want him to hear my side of the story and understand that I have never done anything to hurt him, and I never will.

But he never listens to me, he doesn’t care about what I have to say. He just screws me, makes me feel real good. And then he was gone like it never happened. To be fair, this is a huge progress from the way we used to be. But I had to try to make it work between us, I just had to try it one more time.

“Why don’t you just hear me out, Trav, what could go wrong?

I mean, it’s not as if what I’m going to say would change what had transpired between us in the past. But, it’s a great start if we ever want to build a healthy relationship between us.” I told him, earning a glare and a scoff as he continued with his belt, treating me like trash.

“Who said I wanted to build any kind of relationship with you, Val?

This is a deal and you know it!

I’m sure you read my terms and conditions before signing the contract to be my w***e for a months before signing the divorce papers. The contract states that we can pleasure each other for the duration of a month with no strings attached. Didn’t you read it carefully before you signed the contract?” he asked me, making me squint my eyes in thought as I wondered what he was talking about.

“Justin said you were so eager to sign the contract two weeks ago. I know you will never pass up a chance to get pleasured by me. I see you watching me and my woman, so I’m damn sure that you were comfortable with the contract. That’s all you have ever wanted, isn’t it?

We are going to get divorced soon, so this should be enough compensation for you, Valerie. You get to have a taste of me, which is something you have always wanted. Right?” he smirked, buttoning the last button of his shirt before he picked up his suit jacket from the floor.

“We are going to the family reunion and I want you to be ready before then. We are signing the damn divorce papers before our parents and that is the last time I want to set my eyes on you. ” He let out furiously, shocking me even more because I could not recognize the man I’d been with these few days to the man standing in front of me, glaring daggers at me.

“Its a good thing that I have a copy of the contract with me in my pocket. I knew you would try to exploit this opportunity because you are one selfish wench. I hope you read through it carefully this time and know the rules. Do not dare speak with me after the deal is done. We are only here for one thing, and that is s****l fantasies and pleasure. It’s bad enough that I’m letting my lustful desires to control me. Do not test me!” He let out sternly before storming out of the room in anger.

It felt like a movie, I was in a daze for a few minutes because I felt lost, I have no f*****g idea what he is talking about. In a daze I watched him walk away before I picked up the contract he was talking about. And true to his words, I saw my signature on the damn paper. It was a contract between us stating that we were s*x partners for a month before our divorce.

“Who could have done this horrible thing to me?” I thought within me. I’d never set my eyes on this paper until this moment. How is my signature on this paper, who could have forged my signature on this contract, and why?

Justin...

That’s the only name I could come up with. Travis said he had given him the contract to bring to me, but he never did, he never brought it to me. I knew refusing his advances on me would have consequences. But I never thought he would go as far as forging my signature on a contract just to spite me and make me look stupid.

He knows how much I’ve wanted my husband to look at me with such desires and passion. Then he put me in such a horrible situation where I had to be pleasured by him just to get a taste of what I would miss after the divorce. And that’s not even the worse part of this. What is worse is that this contract states that I am not allowed to keep a baby for Travis if I eventually get pregnant.

“I’ll kill that bastard!

I’ll f*****g kill Justin!” I let out in a few as I read through the contract that stated clearly that after this one month, we are getting a divorce. Here I was thinking that he has suddenly fallen in love with me, here I was thinking that our relationship can be saved. But it was just a contract that I never knew about. It’s just a sick game that Justin is playing with me.

I lay on my bed with the contract in my hand, sobbing my heart out. How could anyone chose to hurt me this way, what did I ever do?

I got up from the bed in anger, holding the contract on my hand as I went around the house, searching for the damn bastard. He must be having such a good laugh at my expense. I want to know how he did this and why. I found him sitting by the pool with his laptop in front of him and I stomped to him, my anger threatening to burst inside of me. Is he happy to see my frustration, what does he stand to gain?

“You asshole!

You f*****g bastard!

How could you do this to me, what did I ever do to you?” I asked him, sobbing. He took one look at the paper I’d thrown to his face and he smiled in satisfaction, typing on his laptop without sparing me a second glance.

“Oh, you found the contract. Well, congratulations.” He let out calmly as if this is supposed to be some kind of a game or something. I pushed his laptop and shut it roughly, forcing him to look up at me.

“You have no right to make decisions for me and go about forging my signature in documents. You have no right to toy with my heart and play silly mind games with me. Who the hell do you think you are, how dare you play with my emotions?” I screamed at him, yelling at the top of my voice with tears in my eyes.

“I did what my boss, your husband asked me for. He wanted your signature on a contract before touching you. I got him the contract and you get to feel your husband’s touch before he divorces you. Isn’t that what you have always wanted?” he asks me, picking up his laptop and phones from the table, ready to walk out on me as usual.

“If only you had let me have you, then you wouldn’t be treated like a cheap w***e. I would have protected you from this if you weren’t such a stubborn wench. Well, you got what you deserve. Your husband has already prepared the divorce papers and soon, you are leaving his life for good.

You can take your faithful, perfect, boring self to another loser that would still treat you like garbage. I’m sure you’ll find a bum to take you in and you can continue your housewife duties with him.” He laughed, mocking me as he walked away, leaving me standing there with tears in my and looking at him walk away proudly.

It hurts so bad that I could not tell Travis about this. He trust Justin too much, he would never believe me. He would think that I just want to get him to commit to me, he would think that I’m trying to trick him again. What have I gotten myself into, why did I fall in love with a man that despises me?