I freshened up and went to serve Henry and his so-called fiancee their meal. I was kind of happy with the fact that I was fucking her fiance, at least this was the best way to get back at her. I rushed to the kitchen to set their meal, I suddenly felt a hand wrap around my waist. I swiftly turned around and found CEO Henry in front of me. "What do you think you are doing, do you have any idea that someone could walk in us?" I asked pushing his hands away from me. "No one is around," he replied. "What do you mean?" I asked, looking at him in a confused way. "I gave everyone a day off very early in the morning," he explained further, smiling mischievously at me. "Me inclusive?" I asked, with hopeful eyes. I needed a break from this boss-maid affair of a relationship. "No, that's not possible. If I give you a day off, who will take care of me then?" he answered shamelessly. What kind of a man was he? I stared at him in disbelief, this man was unbelievable. "What about your fiance
I wondered why he told me he wanted to kiss me when he didn't care to hear what my opinion was. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth, he teased my lips with his tongue. My boss was good at seduction."Stop it, sir Henry, even if we want to do this, I do not think it is proper to do it here in the kitchen," she said, after forcefully separating her lips from his."Why do you say so?" He asked."The first reason is that your fiancee might just walk in on us and you know that it will be wrong to let her see us this way. The other reason is that this is a kitchen and it will be very unhealthy to do this in the kitchen.""Quinn stop with your lectures. My fiancee can not be a problem for us now because she is drugged, remember? As for this kitchen, I do not mind doing it here with you, so you too shouldn't mind," he said."I thought that by now my opinion would also matter to you but it seems as though all you care about is getting into my panties," the maid said, looking a bit angry. Sh
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Kathleen walked out of the room in annoyance; she wanted to let out some steam. Even in a relationship based on mutual benefits, neither party will like to be cheated upon by the other. She sashayed to the master bedroom hoping to find Henry there,but he wasn't. What game was her fiance up to? Plopping herself on the king sized bed,she thought about the look on Quinn's face earlier. 'Wait,' What if Henry already banged that lowly maid on the bed she was currently seated on filled her with disgust. "The fuck," She cursed under her breath. With a grimace on her face,she pulled out her phone to make a phone call. "Prepare a suitcase of money for me" She calmly instructed her assistant. The phone was on loud speaker,there was silence at the other end of the line. "Didn't you hear me?" She glanced at the caller ID,to make sure he was the one on the line. "What do you need a suitcase of money for?" A manly voice sounded. There was no way she couldn't know who was on the line. "Dad?
A fucking hoeKathleen paced up and down in the living room with a sour mood. Henry just left the mansion on a sudden business trip. Not that she was annoyed about it though,it was the argument they had before his departure that was making her boil in anger. That was by the way; she had ample time to execute her plans... "Let's see how you will continue fucking that bitch if she is fired.." She sneered in contempt.The sound of the door opening diverted her attention from her thoughts. Quinn walked into the room with cautious steps. "My my... Just in time, aren't you? Let's have a chat, Quinn...".Quinn served her a cup of espresso at her request and stood respectfully in front of her. What did she want to talk to her about? Maybe scold her or scratch her face? Multiple scenarios flashed across her mind as her eyes alternated from Kathleen to the floor. "Sit" Kathleen requested calmly. "I'm fine,I can stand" Quinn declined politely. "That wasn't a request,it was an order" Kathleen's c
Your cock is all I needSilence was all that greeted Henry when he went into Quinn's room. Where was she? He pulled out his cellphone and dialed her number, it wasn't going through. His gaze darkened as his suspicion heightened. He breezed out of the room in a hurry and was greeted with the figure of Kathleen with her legs on each other on the couch. "What are you doing here?" He asked impatiently. "Trying to figure out why my fiance is asking me what I'm doing in his home" Kathleen replied nonchalantly. "Where's Quinn?" He asked, ignoring her response. "How I'm I supposed to know?" She stood up and walked over to him. Resting her hands on his chest, she muttered seductively, "I know you must be tired. Why don't I help you rest?" She bit her lower lips slowly. Henry tried pushing her but she held on fast. "What do you want?" He asked impatiently. "Your cock, I fucking want you inside me. When was the last time you fucked me? Answer me!" Henry didn't respond. Different ideas cr
Intimacy between playboys"So what you are trying to say is that Quinn left?" Jake asked amusedly. He was pleasantly surprised when Henry showed up at his cafe. How long had it been? A year or two? Whatever, he had thought there was something serious bothering his close buddy. The expression on his face when he came into his office was alarming. Jake had suspended his work and came down with him for a drink. But this? How was this important? Henry saw the look on his friend's face and knew what he was thinking. "You don't understand; I'm not sure if I can do without her" He gulped down his glass of tequila. Jake nodded slowly,he understood. "Are you screwing her? Man,what about your fiancee?" Jake knew he wasn't a faithful type,but Henry was different. Though Henry played with different girls,it was girls from wealthy homes. A maid? It sounded ridiculous... "What about her? She can go to hell for all I care" Henry slurred. "You guys are engaged,you know you need her" Jake wasn't sure
Days later… Quinn and Henry finally took Emelda from the boarding school, but she insisted on staying with her grandparents, so her parents could go on their honeymoon. "I love you so much, mum and dad!" She said, and hugged her parents with tears in her eyes. Henry and Quinn hugged her back, also tearing up. "I missed you so much, baby. We'll be back soon, then we can live together as one big, happy family with your baby brother or sister." Quinn added, and Emelda chuckled. "It's definitely a baby sister!" She squealed and rubbed at her mother's belly with a smile. "We'll find out in a few months time, baby. We have to go now. Do not disturb your grandparents!" Emelda nodded and hugged her parents, as she watched them enter their limo, leaving while waving at her. * * * “Please be quick about it..” Quinn said to the hotel receptionist and quickly dropped the phone as soon as Henry waltzed out of the bathroom, looking as though he was running an ad for a
“Stay back!” Kathleen growled fiercely but Quinn couldn’t exactly say if she was yelling at her or at Henry. Her body shook with fear as she stared at the black, metallic object clasped in Kathleen’s hands but she didn’t show her fear; She couldn’t bring herself to because she knew that that was exactly what people like Kathleen thrived on. She couldn’t give her that satisfaction. Before she came here, she had braced herself for the absolute worst; had expected Kathleen to pull a stunt like this from the very beginning. Now, it no longer surprised her. All she wanted right now was to get out of this situation unscathed. She didn’t care how she intended to do that but knew that that was her only aim. Ashley had told her that a thing like this would happen; had warned her and thankfully, she had listened. At first, she didn’t want to be scared but when she looked into Kathleen’s eyes, and saw the crazed maniacal look in them, her fear only intensified. This witch
Days later. Henry was so angry. He wanted to snap. He was pissed at everyone’s overly bubbly attitude today and was beginning to wonder if the day was his or theirs. He couldn’t really say that the day was his though because he was practically being forced…more like threatened to do this. He still couldn’t comprehend why her father would present him with a decision as difficult as this for his own personal interest, and it made him mad. The brightly lit air conditioned room still felt unbearably hot for Henry as he yanked uncomfortably at his necktie and glared against the high fluorescent lights that seemed to want to blind him. He didn’t care that his discomfort was being let out in the open and that the press could make a fuss out of it later. All he cared about was getting done with this accursed wedding ceremony and being back to the confines of his room. He drowned out the loud cheerful noises around him, wondering to himself why these people seemed a lot mo
The world felt like it was spinning in circles, and to Henry everything was in a flux. He couldn’t say exactly what stand his life held right now or what its meaning was but knew he was simply going with the flow that came. Pressing the bottle of liquor to his lips, Henry took a big gulp and winced when the fiery liquid burned its way from the back of his throat down to his chest. He loved the feeling though, but the aftermath was what he disliked. He hated how it usually made him feel crappy and how his fingers shook whenever he took it excessively. He hated it now that his hands were already shaking even though he hadn't had too much. “Isn’t that a little too much for today, Sir?” Adam asked from a corner of the room and Henry could only gasp in shock because he never knew that he was even in his office with him in the first place. At Adam’s utterance, he looked down at his table to discover that he had successfully finished about three bottles of liquor and that he
The next day. Right in front of him, sat Kathleen and her father and Henry could do nothing but glare at the both of them as they went about chattering between each other like he wasn’t in the room. Kathleen's loud giggles infuriated him, even the way she had suddenly changed her sitting position into some sort of lazy style while she rubbed continuously on her flattened stomach. On a normal day, he would’ve sent her out of the house but her father was here, and he wanted to hear them out first. “What the fuck are you both doing here?” He snarled at her father, who seemed too enthralled with talking to Kathleen that nothing else mattered. To his utmost surprise, both Kathleen and her father ignored him like he hadn’t even spoken. They ignored him like his words held no weight and that action even enraged him a lot more than he already was but he didn’t give up. He wasn’t really bothered about their attitude though, or the fact that there was something fishy becaus
Henry Zhang felt like the saddest man on earth. Well, maybe he was. He staggered up the airy flight of stairs with only a bottle of chilled liquor clasped in his cold stiff hands. “One green bottle standing on the wall… one green bottle standing on the wall…” he sang drunkenly as he trudged upwards, absolutely oblivious to the shocked stares his workers threw at him as he walked past. Truth is, he didn’t even notice they were staring nor did he care if they actually did. His body suddenly shook with a kind of cold that he hadn’t experienced before. He couldn’t bring himself to talk to anyone about how he truly felt…about how his dreams were constantly plagued with memories of Quinn and how he felt he would go crazy soon if nothing was done about it until he had finally resolved to drinking to stupor. His new way of escape… He belched, smiled at the half empty bottle and stormed into his room only to stop in his tracks when he suddenly found himself staring at the
After munching on her food, Quinn suddenly stopped and started thinking. “Are you okay?” Ashley suddenly asked, making Quinn snap her head up to look at her in puzzlement. “Huh… yes!” Quinn croaked out, nearly choking on her food. “You do not seem like you are Quinn, you haven’t eaten in days and you still aren’t eating now.” She asked worriedly. Quinn smiled at the deep worry lines etched on Ashley’s face and wondered if the lady knew she had this side to herself. “I am… trust me I am.” Quinn reassured her with a smile. To make Ashley feel better, she slowly munched on the food one after the other until she finally finished it. When she was done, she got up with the plates only to be stopped by Ashley who immediately pried the plates out of her grasp. “I’ll do it.” She simply said, balanced them on her hips and walked off, leaving Quinn wondering why Ashley was suddenly so protective of her. After a few minutes of waiting, Quinn decided to busy herself with th
Quinn's eyes slowly opened...finally. Her eyelids were heavy, almost like they had been previously sealed shut. Quinn winced under the pain. It was a little too much and her body throbbed from it. She could feel her stomach twist painfully from it too but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to understand what she was doing here when only moments ago, she was at the back of Henry’s car…on her way to her wedding reception. She wanted to understand why anyone would decide to kidnap and beat her up. She believed she hadn't done anything to deserve that. Even if she did, at least her wedding day should have just been left alone for her and her family members to enjoy. Why did they have to make it a sad day for her? She didn't deserve that. Henry didn't deserve that. Quinn was confused and at the same time, shocked and scared because she was quite unsure about who was behind all these, even though her mind was drifting towards Kathleen. But there was nothing to back
As Henry threatened, he heard the policeman gulp in fear. He could clearly see how he visibly shook right in front of him and he smirked, knowing fully well that he had inculcated fear into his spine. “Henry!” Henry heard someone desperately call out his name and from the tone of voice, he didn’t need to turn around to know that it was grandfather Richard. He begrudgingly turned around, with the gun still pointed at the police officers and rolled his eyes when he saw the deep scowl etched on the old man’s face. Grandfather was pissed, but so was he! Grabbing at Henry's upper arm, Richard yelled like he would to a toddler throwing tantrums; “Why would you come all the way here just to assault an officer, Henry?! You even went as far as pointing a gun at them! Don’t you know what could happen to you for doing something like tha—?” “I do not care about what happens to me!” Henry growled in anger, “…all I wanted was to find out if they had any idea of where Quinn could b