Love Bound: Falling For The Disabled Heir

Lyra sat on her office desk in front of the computer screen, she could hear the phones ringing. Lyra sighed and glanced at the intercom, she was getting tired of the constant ringing. Her phone rang on the desk and she took a glance at the caller ID. Lyra’s heart skipped when she saw the hospital's number. She could feel her hands shaking as she reached for her phone. “Hello,” she said in a way of greeting, she gulped down her saliva nervously. “Hello Miss, Lyra, this is Dr. Anderson from Parks Hospital. I'm calling regarding your sister, Lily,” the man started. Lyra could feel her heart pounding against her chest, “Is everything okay, doctor? How is my sister's condition?” She asked with a low voice, that was barely above a whisper. The person on the other end of the line hesitated before saying anything. “I'm afraid your sister needs urgent surgery, Lyra. You need to pull your weight but for now, she's fine.” Lyra felt her world falling apart, worry flushed through her, “Thank goodness,” Lyra sniffled, her eyes welled up with tears. “Lyra,” the receiver paused on the other end of the line, “You need to hurry up, there's no guarantee she can make it without surgery.” “I-I,” Lyra stuttered, rubbing the back of her head with tears streaming down her cheeks. “I'll do my best, doctor. I'll get the money, I promise. Please take care of my sister, I beg of you.” There was a deep sigh from the receiver's end, “Alright Miss Lyra, we’ll do our best. But you have to come up with the payment.” “I will,” Lyra sobbed uncontrollably, “I promise, just save my sister. Just this once.” The call disconnected and Lyra took a deep breath, steadying herself. She ran her fingers through her hair and it fell to her face. Lyra sniffled as hard as she could and tried to hold back the tears, “Just be strong, Lily. I'll get the money, I promise. Just stay strong for big sis, okay?” She wiped the tears off her eyes. Her mind raced and all she could think of was leaving her post and getting to the house. Lyra hoped her piggy bank could come through for her just this once. For six months Lyra has been saving up for Lily’s surgery. She stood up from her seat, grabbed her bag and jacket with her phone in one hand, and left in a hurry. “Taxi,” Lyra quickly slid into the back seat of the car and told the driver her address. “We’re here, ma'am,” the driver flashed a warm smile. Lyra alighted from the car and sprinted up to her apartment, she slammed the door against the wall, trying hard to catch her breath. She moved into the bedroom and her eyes flickered around the room like a lost puppy. “There you are,” Lyra rushed towards her piggy bank and smashed it against the ground. “What the hell?” Lyra scratched the back of her head, “Three thousand grand.” Lyra paced the corners of her room trying to come up with a plan. “s**t! I need Fifty thousand dollars. How am I supposed to get that kind of money?” Lyra groaned in frustration and rubbed the back of her head, “Ahh! Tristan, I need to call Tristan.” Lyra put a call across to Tristan but the call disconnected. “Not now, please.” She bit her fingers hard. Her hands trembled slightly as she dialed the number for the second time. “It's ringing,” she jolted in joy and bit her lip slightly, “Pick up, Tristan. Pick up the damn phone, babe,” she groaned in frustration. Lyra sighed deeply and shook her head in distress. Lyra left her apartment in a worry and headed to Tristan's office. Her boyfriend just had to be busy and Lyra was getting impatient. She needed Tristan's help and she couldn't afford any further delay. It was a thirty-minute drive and it felt like forever to Lyra, she rushed out of the taxi after settling the bills and paced the company. A sudden surge of relief flushed through her when she saw Tristan's car parked outside. “Please I need to see, Tristan,” Lyra flashed a smile to the secretary, tapping on her desk. “Sorry Miss Lyra, but my boss is not around, I suggest you come back some other time.” The secretary said, focusing on her computer screen. “What do you mean, Tracy? It's Monday and we both know Tristan is always at the office on a Monday and besides, his car is parked outside,” Lyra furrowed a brow. “I'm sorry Miss Lyra. Like I said my boss is not around,” Tracy repeated without even sparing a glance. Lyra sneered at her and tapped her fingers against the desk, she was getting impatient and suddenly, she ran past Tracy's desk and paced the hallway to Tristan's office. “Wait, you can't go in,” Tracy stood up from her seat and ran after Lyra. “Hold on, Miss Lyra.” Lyra squinted at the door, it was opened slightly, she turned her gaze to Tracy from behind with a frown on her face. Tracy gulped down her saliva nervously, knowing too well she was busted. Tracy quickly retreated to her duty post. “Seriously?” Lyra narrowed a brow at Tracy as she paced the hallway back to her office. A familiar voice hit her and she turned towards the door and reached for the doorknob. “You're so f*****g tight, babe,” Tristan said, trying to catch his breath. “Come on, babe, don't tell me you're tired already,” Rose's soft voice echoed through the room. “I want you Tristan. Right there, Ahh!” Her moan filled the air. “You like it rough, don't you?” Tristan exhaled in excitement and thrust even harder. Lyra held her mouth with one hand trying not to make a sound. Her hands trembled as she reached for the doorknob. Lyra wished everything she just heard was all a lie, that it was all a dream that would just go away. But there she was, listening to Tristan's voice and a strange woman having s*x inside his office. Her eyes welled up with tears and she gulped down her saliva nervously as she summoned the courage to open the door. Her eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of Tristan thrusting hard inside another woman right on his office desk.