OUR JOY

CHAPTER 1

A lot has happened in these few years after that night in the club. I had woken up and the mysterious guy was fast asleep and he was beautiful, the hard features and scowls that he always had were long gone and he was peaceful. I was happy for him because he had looked like the guy did not know how to have fun but always be a businessman. He had made me a woman today; I was no longer a girl. I did sinful things and I had enjoyed every little bit of it, for that I will always be grateful to him. I had looked at him for some time and I had to go before he woke up and regret that he had slept with me, he had lost himself last night. He had made love with me and I felt it and I knew that he was not that type of a guy, a guy to be committed with someone. He had no time for girlfriends, he needed temporary partners and I was not going to settle for less. I had been aware that this was going to end this way, when I made that decision, the decision that I was going to sleep with him. I had expected him to be rough but he was gentle and he had treated me like a queen and like a lady. He had kissed me like his life depended on it and he had touched me with so much care as if he was scared that I would break. He had caressed my body with sweet kisses and spoke gentle giving me courage.

I had enjoyed it; I might look like a cheap slut to people for what I had done that day but I don't care what people might say. That night I had gained much more than some s****l experience but the joy of my life. I had gone home and I took a bath.  I said nothing to my mother about the man. I had left him with a letter to thank him:

Mysterious Mister Man Gorgeous Hunk,

I might seem like a coward for leaving while you were asleep but I don't really care. I really wanted to thank you though, thus the reason for this little love letter.

I want to thank you for giving me the best night a girl could ever dreamed off. I had not expected that from you since you seem so dark and broken, I know you're a dominant. I mean, I am not a fool, you like control and you are possessive you reek of it. You made love to me and for that I will forever be grateful, I know you wanted to f**k me hard but you respected the fact that I had no experience and you made it worth me while, so did you. I hope I did satisfy you to an extent and I hope you will remember it in your grey hair days and you will have a beautiful smile in your handsome face.

I am not a forward person, sometimes I lack confidence but in you I found that, I thank you for that. You have such beautiful eyes, they are mesmerizing, insanely gorgeous and I love them unconditionally. They are the best part of you yet they hold so much hate and pain, they are so cold it’s hard to look at them differently but I still find them the best part of you. You ravished me, I woke up sore, so bad it took 30 minutes soaking myself, I was so scared you would wake up but you did not.

Mysterious Mister Man Gorgeous Hunk, please do me a favour. Take a break from work just a week away, switch everything off. I know you are a businessman, but it would do you good. Probable you will come back and everything will be a mess and you will stress again but you still had your fun for that week and it will make you re-group. I will start calling you 3MGH that will be our secret.

Thank you again my 3MGH.

With love,

Virgin girl, so not.

When I look back that was pretty pathetic but I still don't regret it. My days after that day were wonderful and I was busy with the job hunt. I came home late one night, it was a Friday and I was exhausted. I called my mom but I did not get an answer. I figured she went out with some friends, she had been busy these few days and I was happy for her because she looked genuinely happy. I had somehow fallen asleep on the couch when a knock came in the front door.

I wished that I had not opened that door, my mom died that night in a car crash. I was told that a drunk driver had hit the taxi mom was traveling with home and died instantly. I was happy she felt no pain and the fact that she had been happy when it happened. I knew this because I found out that mom had met a guy and I felt sorry for him because he lost her so soon.

I had cremated mom’s remaining because that is what she had requested on her will. I went back to Seattle where she grew up and threw her ashes to the sea like she wanted and I remained there till this day. I had discovered after two months that I was pregnant and I had inherited 5000 thousand dollars from my mother, still I looked for a job but it was hard. I did however get a job as a PA at Anderson Publishers, my boss Veronica Johnson was the pain in my ass but I needed a job, I had to take it like a man. I was blessed with triplets all boys, I had named them Sebastian, Jonathan and Alexander. They are a replica of him, it scares me sometimes. I found out the handsome guy’s name, he was the richest billionaire that has ever lived or lives. His name Michael Grey of Grey technologies and Inc. Industries, he did not only own that. He has a shipping business, hotels and casinos. You name it he has it, the scariest part is that he started his business when he was only 10 years old when he invented one of the best websites ever and he had sold it to a businessman. He used that 50 Million to start a business, he was poor and he was really, really poor. I was impressed and scared because I thought he would really be pissed to know that I had kept the babies. I made sure that he would never ever know about it, he is too much powerful, my