Rejected Wife Of The President

Sarah Is Awful

POV: Valerie

It’s been three weeks since Travis suddenly changed and visits my room frequently. I tried to stop myself from. Being with him when I found out that he was just using me as a s*x toy to satisfy his desires. But I couldn’t stop him each time he visits my room. I love him so much and I could be say no to him, especially when I know that Justin set me up with him. He did this on purpose just to spite me and I won’t forgive him for this.

“Here...

I want you to put this on when I get back. I want you to tie your hair up in a ponytail and be on your knees with you eyes on the floor and you hands behind you.” He texted me from work, sending me a picture of one of the lingerie set he got for me two days ago. He has a way of making me wet even before he gets home. Like a sexy Dom, he makes me play some dirty roles, having me dress up like a sexy maid, or a stripper.

One time, he made me dress up like a naughty nun and as I waited for his arrival, I couldn’t help thinking about our adventures these few days and how broken I would feel if he goes through with the divorce and leaves me. He makes me feel like a queen, treating me like a trophy he just won. I bet he has me in his mind all day while he is in the office.

The fact that he is thinking about me and texting me all day makes it all the more interesting and sexy. I had him running back home to me at the close of work, and that is a dream come true. These three weeks were just so perfect, Travis fulfilled my s****l fantasies and satisfied all my deepest desires, except for one...

Loving me...

“This weekend is our family reunion, Val. Are you ready for it?” he ask me as he got ready for work on Tuesday morning. There was a hidden meaning to that question and it broke my heart that he is still thinking in that direction after what we had shared these past few weeks. I looked at his face and for a split second, I saw the emotions in his eyes and I knew he was fighting off his feelings, restraining his urge to be with me.

“Yes, Trav. I know what is going to happen this weekend and I have resigned myself to my fate.” I responded, making him turn to me with a sharp gaze that challenged my strong resolve. I guess he was not expecting me to accept so easily. He expects me to put up a fight for him, but that’s not going to happen. I’ll just be making a fool out of myself and yet he may not accept me still.

That morning, for the first time in three weeks, he did not finish his breakfast and he did not stay back fore some foreplay like he usually does. He got into his car and sped off, leaving me standing by the window and looking at his car drive off. I sobbed when he left, and not because he left but because my dream was coming to an end, my little fairytale was shattering before my eyes and I can’t save it, I can’t save us.

I sat with my phone, waiting for his text from work, but it never came. I read through our previous chats, and all I can do is cry for my heart that is hurting. I sat there crying until I fell asleep on the couch. I was woken up by the sound of my phone alerting me to a new message. I jumped up immediately and grabbed my phone to see his message. To my greatest surprise, it wasn’t his message but a w******p message from my sister, Sarah.

“I need some money, transfer fifty thousand to my account now. Consider this as part payment for the job this weekend.” She said. I could imagine the look on her face as she types this. She must really think that I owe her my life to get making such demands from me. I made this real with her before Travis drew up a contract with me. Now I don’t need to put up with her rude ass attitude anymore.

“The deal is off, and I won’t be making any payments to you, Sarah. You should really learn to do something for family for free.” I texted back angrily. I must have done something terrible in my past life to be given such a selfish sister as Sarah. If selfish and mean were a person, It would be my sister. To think that she is using the view once feature on w******p to make this ridiculous demand as if it were something important.

“Then consider this as payment for the deal we had on your wedding Night. Remember how I made sure you get f****d by your own husband?

Now, you don’t want me to go blabbing to Travis and tell him how you forced me to trick him to have s*x with you, do you?

I can come up with some very nasty things to say about you, dear sister. And trust me, he’s going to believe me.” She told me, adding insult to her threats by sending a smiling emoji as if she wasn’t the devil’s first daughter herself. I know she wasn’t bluffing with those threats and she is right when she said that Travis will believe her and not me.

“Fine, Sarah!

Just send me you details already. It’s no use talking you out of this, you can never change Sarah, you are just so despicable!” I responded furiously, agreeing to send the money before she gives Travis another reason to divorce me. If only I could get pregnant for my husband, maybe that would teach her to respect my family and stop bitching about his feelings for her.

“You are the best sister, Val, I knew you would do the right thing. You would transfer the money to my business partners and not directly to me.” She told me firmly, attaching the account details to the message. I made the transfer and it brought out the name of a pharmaceutical outlet here in the city. I actually thought this money would be used for a bag or show, I wonder what business Sarah has with them.

Besides her husband is way richer than mine. She literally married him for his immeasurable wealth. If she was starting a business with this company, why can’t he assist her with the money, why does she need my money?

Or, maybe he gave her the money and she lavished it on her frivolous lifestyle. That must be why she is asking me for money. I guess that is why she had to make her messages on view once to protect herself from getting caught by her husband.

“Don’t come back for more money because I won’t do it next time.” I warned her sternly after sending the money.

“You can’t tell me what to do, Val. I will come back to you if I need money and you will give it to me or face the consequences.” She retorted furiously. It hurt to know that she is right afterall. She will come back for me, and I will give her whatever she wants as long as she keeps my secret.

I waited and waited for Travis’s message as he usually texted me from work. But it never came the usual time and I was beginning to think that my little fairytale lover has decided to end out little game. I was so hurt and sad, I could feel myself burning up with a fever and I know it’s because of him. Just when I was going to give up, I received his naughty message,

“Surprise me tonight, cupcake,”