Daniel's POV
I sped on the road heading to my office; what have I done? I parked my car in the parking lot of Cooper Industries and entered the private elevator, which took me straight to my floor. I opened my office, walked straight to my desk, and sat down. I lit up a cigarette and slumped into the chair. I hope Alexa never brings up the divorce again. This was the wrong time for a divorce, and she also wants to go for treatment. I ran my hands through my hair. What would happen if she found out the cancer was benign and not as serious as the doctor had made it out to be? Her condition did not even need treatment. What if she finds out I was behind that too? Who dared to send those pictures to her? Is it a business rival? There has been news of a merger between my company and Jones Corp. Even though many people do not know Alexa is the CEO of Jones Corp. because her father is still the chairman, a few trusted members of high society in Millennium City know she is the true boss, and Mr. Jones, Alexa's father, is just a chairman in name because Alexa does not like the media knowing about her. I scanned my memory to see if I had met a common acquaintance when I was out with Elena, but no one came to mind. "Shit, I need to come up with something fast,” I said to myself and ran my hands through my hair, and then it clicked, Elena. Yes, Elena, she can talk to Alexa and deny everything. What proof will be better than Alexa hearing it from the horse's own mouth? I will then ask for Alexa's forgiveness for what I did earlier. Yes, I will let her know I was not thinking straight because of her bringing up the divorce because I love her so much and I don't want to lose her. I cannot divorce Alexa. I need the shares of Jones Corp. I have been getting contracts and investment proposals because of the merger. I really need to make Alexa change her mind. I took out my phone and dialed Elena's number. She picked up after a few rings and said, “Hi babe, do you miss me already?” I kept my emotions in check so that I didn't curse at her. “I told you not to call me that, except when we are alone. What would have happened if my wife was the one calling using my phone?” "Sorry babe, don't be angry; I won't do it again, okay?” this idiot was still saying it. “We need to talk; come to the office now,” I said, frustrated. “It's past 11 p.m. What are you doing in the office?” She asked, sounding puzzled. “You will know when you come,” I snapped and hung up. I dipped the cigarette butt into the ashtray and lit up another cigarette. About 30 minutes later, I heard the door knob turn, and Elena entered wearing a knee length coat and locking the door behind her. She swayed her hips, stalking towards me and unbuttoning her coat. ‘I am not in the mood for this,’ I thought. “Stop whatever you're thinking of doing and pay attention to what I'm about to say,” I said that and saw her pause in her actions. “My wife found out about us, and for your own sake, I hope you are not the one who sent her those pictures,” I said my voice dangerously low, taking in her expression to see if she was the one behind Alexa receiving the pictures. I saw the clear shock on her face; she was not the one. “I don't understand what you are saying; why would I do that? I would never do something to make you angry,” Elena said. “I know. That's why you will go and seek my wife tomorrow morning and tell her you have nothing going on with me; otherwise, you will lose your job as my secretary and every benefit you have enjoyed so far as my mistress.” I saw how the gears turned in her head. I could read all the emotions on her face, from hurt to disappointment to acceptance. I had never lied to her; whatever we had was just a transaction. She gave me sex, and I gave her money and luxury. Alexa was different, she is elegant and so classy that I couldn't force my crude ways on her. I had to treat her gently since she was raised lacking nothing but affection and love. I only needed to give her bits of love, and she would give everything she had to me. Elena was my whore; I could do whatever I wanted with her, and she didn't complain. She came from a poor home and was easy to control. "Okay, I would do what you said, but don't you miss me? I miss you. Don't you want to see what is beneath my coat? You already left me hanging earlier today,” She said and dropped the coat on the ground, revealing a sexy bra and lingerie, and approached me, opening my zip, and took out my cock into her mouth, sucking all my resistance. “Ah,... so... good. I said my voice was hoarse. She didn't stop there and pulled me up onto my feet, lying face down on the desk. I want you to punish me right here on this desk. I didn't need to be told twice. I needed something to calm down the rage boiling in me. I pushed her face down on my desk and yanked her hips to meet my thrusts and pushed my cock into her wet cunt. She rocks her hips to meet my insane drive, and I continue to slam into her with force. She screams my name, telling me not to stop clearly enjoying how I fuck her without any hint of gentleness. She screams and moans with pleasure, liking how rough I was and asking for more. I turned her over, shoved her legs open, and began my onslaught, not holding back. The slapping of our skin fills the soundproof office.ALEXA'S POV I don't know when I fell asleep and had a fever. For the first half of the night, I kept dreaming about when I met Daniel until now. I dreamt about how he changed just a few months after our marriage and how insecure his actions were making me feel until I found out I had cancer. He changed for a while, but it didn't last long. He was always busy making me suspicious, until I finally hired a private investigator. The scenes kept changing and replaying over and over again until they stuck on the day Daniel proposed to me. Daniel's eyes were gentle as he held my hands, going down on one knee. “Alexa, I know you don't believe in marriage. I know you're already okay with what we have without putting a label on it, but I really can't help it. I want you all to myself. I want to be the one who loves and pampers you. Even if you have an identical twin, I only want you in my life. Please say yes.” I dreamt about the hesitation I felt at the time, but after seeing that all the
Elena said she was really crying at this point. I sat there, analyzing Elena carefully. Why would she go to such extremes? Did she fear Daniel that much? Is there more to Daniel than meets the eye? How can I make her tell me the truth? I wondered. I stood up from my desk with an intimidating look on my face and slammed the desk fiercely. ‘Ouch, my palms hurt’ but I maintained my poker face and sneered at Elena, looking down at her in her kneeling position. I saw how she flinched when I hit the desk and saw a way out. “Do you think I believe your lies? That you have nothing to do with my husband? Whatever Daniel threatened you with, I can do it, and mine might be worse. You could be kidnapped one day and be raped and tortured until you die a painful but slow death. I will make sure the kidnappers carve your beautiful face and disfigure you so that you wouldn't seduce people's husbands even in hell. I have the money and means to do that, and you know I can." I looked at her pale fac
DANIEL'S POV 10 hours ago*** I stared through the glass window at the scene outside my office. The weather was beautiful compared to my mood. I was waiting for news from Elena after her conversation with Alexa. I have a meeting around 11 a.m. at Jones Corp and I hope Alexa will have no doubts by then, and she will sign her shares over to me. I looked at the bouquet of flowers and diamond necklace I would give to Alexa on my desk and imagined how happy she would be when she received it. Plus, she would be feeling guilty for not believing my words and would be so happy that I was not making a fuss and still showering her with gifts. A smile broke on my face when I thought about how much more powerful I'd be after I have the Jones Corp. shares in my hands. I checked the time and found it was almost 10 a.m. ‘Why is Elena still not back yet?’ I wondered. I took out my phone to give her a call when a knock came from the door. It was Lawrence Cooper, my pain in the ass half brother and
I arrived at the location and got to Elena's apartment. I pounded on the door several times, but got no response. I entered the door lock code and managed to enter. The room was dark as if it were in the night and had a strong smell of alcohol. I switched on the lights and saw Elena sitting on the carpet with several beer cans around her, most of them looking empty. I approached her and called out, “Elena, what is the meaning of this?” She flinched at the sound of my voice and tried to stand up but fell on the floor drunkenly, and then she crawled to my feet, holding my legs. “Daniel, please believe me; you have to believe me; I did what you told me to do. I really told her there was nothing between us, but she didn't believe it. Look, she even slapped me.” She answered, slurring, but her words were still discernible. “You mean you admitted to her that we are having an affair?” I asked angrily and kicked her, running my hands through my hair. She fell backwards, her hands covering
Alexa's POV I woke up feeling groggy and out of sorts. I felt uncomfortable and tried to turn on my side, but realized I was tied up and gagged. My eyes moved about, and I realized I was still in my room, but both my wrists were bound to the bedpost, and there was a cloth tied between my lips behind my head. Then I remembered what had happened. Daniel did this to me: ‘What did he want to do?’ The thought filled me with dread. I tried to shout, but only muffled sounds came out. “Don't bother shouting; no one would hear you.” I looked up and saw Daniel's cold gaze looking at me from a seat across the bed; his voice sounded dangerous, making a shiver run down my spine. I had not noticed him in my panic. I looked up at the man in front of me and realized how foolish I had been. I didn't even protect myself properly from him; I thought he would not take it so far and let down my guard. After all the years I had spent together with him, I still wanted to believe there were some genuine fe
I took in as much air as my lungs could take and moved away from him until my back hit the headboard of the bed, my cheek hurt, and blood filled my mouth from the corner of my lips. I nearly gave up on my plan, but it was too late to stop now. “You mean you worked hard and manipulated things in your favor to get to your position, and now you are coveting my shares using manipulation because you are not even a decent person, right? You cheat and manipulate things in your favor,” I sneered with forced bravado, my throat hurting from trying to sound strong. Daniel looked like a demon, with his dark gaze fixed on me. “Don't provoke me, Alexa. You don't want to see my ugly side,” Daniel warned. But how could I stop? I was just getting started. “What would you do if I did? Are you going to kill me, beat me to a pulp, or force yourself on me and rape me?” I yelled, my voice hoarse from pain. Daniel scoffed, “Rape? You call something you enjoyed rape? Are you in denial because you enjoyed
I woke up with the pungent smell of disinfectant and medicine invading my nostrils. The room was silent except for my heavy breathing and a beeping sound from the machines in the hospital. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting in an attempt to clearly see the blurry image in front of me. I felt something on my head, moved my hands up to feel it, and winced when the needle in my arm pricked me. "Alexa, you are awake,” said the voice of my father, who was standing by my bed now. “How are you feeling?" he added. "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?” “I'm fine, dad, thank you,” I managed to say, my voice sounding dry and hoarse. My father turned around and brought me a cup of water. "Sorry, dear, have some water. I will tell Carl to bring you some food. You must be hungry,” my father said. He went out and came back soon afterwards and started fussing about how I was feeling, and the doctor was also summoned. I looked at my father fussing over me, and warmth flowed into my heart. I knew my
3rd Person POVIn the underground basement of the Jones family mansion, Daniel was lying on a bed, unconscious, with bandages around his head. Mr. Jones walked through the door, looking at the sleeping man, and turned to his personal doctor. “It's been 3 days; why is he not awake?” he asked, with a hint of impatience. “He should be awake any moment from now, sir; all his vitals are okay, and he's not in danger. I can wake him up if you're in a hurry,” Dr. Martin answered respectfully. He had come to know after being with Mr. Jones for a while, that, even though he may look like a calm, peace loving person, he wasn't one to be trifled with. He prayed a silent prayer for this foolish young man who didn't know what was good for him and hurt Alexa. Everyone working under Mr. Alan knows that even though he doesn't show it, his daughter Alexa is the center of his universe, and from the marks on her fair wrists, her swollen cheeks, cuts on her forehead, and bruises on his boss's beloved d