CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER ONE

“Damn,I wish I could fuck you all day!!!” Daniel groaned as he held unto Christine’s hips while thrusting into her.

His hands caressed her smooth fair skin, he watched as her ample boobs jiggled in front of him while he continued to rock her in his lap.

“So what are you doing this weekend?” Christine asked looking down at Daniel. Her perfectly manicured fingers laid on his chest for support while she rode him on the big bed.

She always wondered why Daniel’s bed was very big like a couple’s bed or why he was living in a mansion alone. She thought bachelors lived in apartments.

 She turned to the wardrobe opposite the bed. She didn’t understand why he only used half of it and kept the other one locked.

“What?” Daniel shouted at her, he couldn’t hear what she said over the sound of the bed and he was so engrossed in fucking the hell out of this naturally endowed blonde.

He could feel how moist she was. His hand grabbed her left breast and he pinched her pink nipples while admiring her flawless face. He still couldn’t believe she had no makeup on but still looked beautiful.

He had never felt this good in years. To him, this was the best sex he had ever had in his life.

He rose his upper body up, leaning towards her and buried his face in her gorgeous tits. They were round, firm and very soft.

 “I meant what do you have planned for the weekend?” Christine asked again, pushing her long brown hair over her shoulders while arching her back a little bit. She could feel the sweat running down her body, they having been having sex all day switching different styles and positions.

   

“I was thinking of spending it with you, both of us together,” she added with enthusiasm.

She knew she just met Daniel six months ago, but she felt like they really understood each other. He was handsome, funny, good in bed and very rich.

   

Daniel was about to answer when he heard a car horn.  He quickly pushed Christine off of him and sprinted to the window of the bedroom.

   

“Shit!!!” he exclaimed looking out the window and towards his front yard. What he dreaded had finally happened.

   

He bent down, picked up Christine’s clothes and threw them at her without saying a word.He grabbed his trouser laying on the beside chair and started sliding his legs in it.

   

“What the fuck?” Christine yelled sitting on the bed while wearing her bra.

   

“Can you dress up quickly?” Daniel spoke angrily, he used the back of his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead  “My wife just came back and she can’t see you here.”

   

“You’re married?” Christine questioned, her tone higher than before. Her eyes went wide with shock as she looked at Daniel. A lot of thoughts ran through her head.

   

She has been dating a married man for six months?  She has been having sex with a married man for six months?  She felt stupid.

   

“Did I forget to tell you?” Daniel shrugged running his hand through his blonde hair, as he tidy up the bedroom. “My bad”.

   

Christine rolled her eyes and started wearing her clothes hastily, as much as she hated Daniel right now, the last thing she wanted was an angry woman dragging her hair and doing something nasty to her.

   

She slid her slender legs in her red stiletto heels and was about walking out the door when Daniel grabbed her wrist.

   

“Where do you think you’re going?” Daniel pulled her closer to him. His eyebrows raised, as he searched her eyes for answers.

   

“Out of your life,” Christine answered, nothing he could tell her now will change her mind. She was never going to be his mistress or anyone’s.

   

Unknown to her, that was the last thing on Daniel’s mind at the moment.  The only thing he wanted was for Christine to get out of his house without his wife seeing her.

   

His wife, Sonya, had caught him cheating several times and had promised to cut him off the next time she sees him with another woman. And Daniel did not want that, he loved the expensive lifestyle, the good things and the respect that came from being the husband of Sonya Smith, the founder of Deluxe, one of the fastest growing fashion brand in New York.

   

“You can’t follow the front door she will catch you,” he whispered, dragging her near the bedroom window. “You have to leave through the window.”

   

“I can’t ” She scoffed, shaking her head.

   

“Trust me Christine, the last woman my wife saw me with, she poured acid on, so to avoid getting your pretty face harmed, you better leave through the window.”

   

Christine shook her head and walked to the window, she placed her leg out of it, trying to maintain her balance when she felt a hand push her down.

   

It was Daniel….. Christine fell face flat on the lawn as the sprinkler turned on making her dress wet.

   

“Fuck!!!” she mumbled standing to her feet as she tried dusted off the mud on her dress but that only made it worse.   To think she had planned to return the dress back to the store for refund.  She couldn’t believe how cheap and miserable her life was.

   

Looking up at the window she had fallen from, Christine could see Daniel kissing an old lady. The woman looked like she was in her late sixties.

   

That was when it hit her, Daniel wasn’t rich, he was gigolo, a gold digger.  He married the old lady for her money and went around looking for younger girls to satisfy him.

   

No wonder he had such expensive cars and lives in a mansion without a job.  Christine felt used and betrayed.  She hated her life at the moment. But she knew she had to get out of there before anyone sees her.  She crawled towards the fence and jumped over the fence, while trying so hard to avoid getting seen.

   

As she rounded the corner and walked down the bustling streets of New York, she began to realize how her life followed the same pattern. She always find herself falling with the wrong type of guys, they were either players, bad guys who didn’t want to commit, guys who are either too controlling or who didn’t care at all.

   

She was once engaged to guy and a night to the wedding, he slept with her bridesmaid.

   

And now a married man can be added to her list of men. She couldn’t understand why she had bad luck in men.

   

Was she cursed? Did she have a magnet for the worst men possible or maybe she was just unlucky?Whatever the answer to her dilemma was Christine made a promise to herself to never fall in love again.