Blake’s POVMy body tensed up in pleasure as her mouth explored mine, tasting me in a way I had only dreamt of her doing. Her sudden boldness took me by surprise and I found myself enjoying the kiss, falling into her trap with each glide of our tongues. My body twitched as my cock grew harder, begging to find solace in her core. God, how could one woman affect me this much? Why the hell did I react so strongly to her even when I was immobile and at her mercy? Making love to her in this state would be sloppy and I didn’t want to leave a weak impression on her. I loved to leave all my women wanting more. She began to unbutton my shirt and with the speed of light, I caught her hand, putting an end to the passionate kiss we were just exchanging. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I hissed at her as I pushed her away from my body. It was the only thing I could do from falling into her trap.Hurt flashed in her eyes as she stared at me and it took everything in me not to reach out to h
Helen’s POVI watched Blake fall to the ground and all the anger and hate I had towards him ebbed away and was quickly replaced with concern for him. “Are you okay?” I asked as I rushed over to him to help him get up. “Get away from me, you bitch. It is as clear as day right now. You want to kill me. Did you plan this along with your parents? What did you promise Dominic to get him in on your plan?” He blabbed to me. I let out a breath and kept mute. Talking wouldn't change a thing about what he and his dad thought about me. They hated me and maybe it was high time I accepted that fact. If I could live with my parent’s hate for all these years, I could live with Blake and his father’s hate. After all, it is for two years. One year and eleven months. I remind myself. Time was moving fast, and in no time, I would be out of this misery. “Didn’t you hear me? Get away from me before you kill me.” He growled at me, but I ignored him. The easiest thing would be to leave him alone on t
Blake’s POVI think I have to believe in fate at this point. What were the chances that the moment I came to the pool, I would find Helen and not just find her, but get to her in time to stop her from falling into the pool of water, ready to swallow her? “Ouch!” She gasped out loud as she fell onto my wheelchair with her belly landing on me. “Look at her. She is so clumsy. How can she fall onto a disabled man? Do you want to injure him?” A lady hissed with a sinister look from the crowd. I glared hard at the lady, wondering who the hell she was to talk to me in the way and manner that she did. From her looks. It was clear she wasn’t American and probably didn’t know who the hell I was. “What’s wrong sweetheart?” I asked Helen as soon as she got back on her feet. “You do not have to be nice or sweet to her, Mister. She is a low life who needs to be thrown out of here immediately.” The woman said. It was no secret that Helen wasn’t exactly the smartest person in the room but hear
Helen's POV My legs wobbled as I walked with Blake back to our suite. I was still shocked as to how he had found me, but more importantly, I was shaken by the way he had defended me in front of all those ladies. "How were you able to find me?" I asked as soon as we got into our suite.He shot me a glare and shook his head in a disgusted manner. "Is that the thanks I get for saving you? You really are ungrateful, you know." He hissed at me. I stared at him for a moment wondering what was wrong with him. Just moments ago, he had defended me vigorously and now he was all harsh towards me. What the hell was wrong with him? Why did he have to switch up on me in this manner? One moment, he was all nice and sweet, and the next, he hated me with everything in him. "I am sorry. Thank you for saving me. But I need to know how you knew I was there and came up to save me. Hell, that isn't even the question I should be asking. I ought to be asking why you even bothered to defend me?”“You h
Blake’s POV“What do you say, Helen? Would you put me out of my misery? Would you save me from the torment your body elicits in me?” My hands were firmly placed on her waist, pulling her close.“I wish I knew how to do that, " she mumbled, and her expression showed she was telling the truth.Of course, she wouldn't be able to. She was a curse sent to my life, meant to torment me and every bone in my body. Being so close to her was hurting my senses and heightening my need for her.“What if you give in?” She asked and held my face in her hand. “What if you give in to the feelings I elicit in you? What if you only hate me because you are trying so hard to fight the feelings I elicit in you.”I smiled at her words. Giving in was the last thing I wanted to do. It would be my undoing. If I gave in to her charms, she would have me wrapped around her thumb and it would be my undoing. I had already made a grave mistake by telling her how much she affected me.“If I give in, I will hate you mo
Helen’s POV“We are not done here, Helen.” He said, causing me to raise my head in shock.What the hell did he mean by that? What did he want to do to me? I had given him his pleasure, worshiped his penis the same way I had seen Skylar do. What else did he want me to do? I barely had any skills or tricks and it was still a wonder my sloppy act had made him cum the way he did.“I haven’t made you feel as good as you have made me feel.” He said and the pulsing in my core only got worse.Now, I desperately wanted to feel him deep within me. I wanted him to thrust hard into my core like he had done to me that day at his office. My body craved his control and lovemaking and I wondered how he was going to make it work in this situation.“But how? How do we make it work?” I asked, nodding down to his wheelchair.A mocking smile lined his lips and he ran his index finger along my lips. “You are so innocent.”I bent my head in shame at his words. He was right. I was so innocent, too pure an
Helen’s POVMy eyes fluttered open and were greeted by the bright rays of sunlight from the window. I shut my eyes and memories of last night drifted into my head, making my feet curl with pleasure. It had turned out better than I had ever imagined. Even though he could barely make use of his legs, he still made me feel things that I had long thought I would never be able to enjoy. I wanted that feeling for the rest of my life. God! Maybe he was right to hate me. Now, I didn’t want to go back on all the sweet feelings he had elicited in my body last night. I wanted to have him all to myself, but knowing Blake, that was never happening.With a slight groan, I turned my body around and was greeted by his wide-open eyes which were trained on me. I let out a gasp and flinched away, shocked to find him awake and staring at me.“Did I scare you?” He asked after my panting had reduced.“I wasn’t expecting you to be awake. I am sorry.” I apologized and settled down.“You don’t have to be so
Blake’s POVShe took my breath away the moment she walked out of the bathroom. It had been over thirty minutes of waiting for her to finish dressing up and honestly, she looked worthy of the effort she had put into her looks.She was clad in a flowy sundress which had beautiful red floral patterns. It hugged her body in the right places and gave her an innocent chic look. Her hair was styled in a high up-do, highlighting her facial features. I could spend all day staring at her.I still wasn’t sure what it was I was doing, but one thing I was certain about was that I could not keep on ignoring her effect on me anymore. My heart was way open to her and staying away was only going to hurt me. I could not afford any of that happening to me. She didn’t own my heart yet, and I hoped I would be able to control what it was that I felt for her.“You look so pretty, Helen.” I complimented as she walked towards me with a shy smile on her face.“Really?” Her eyes lit up at my compliment.“Yes,
Blake's POV "Wait! Wait! Wait!" Dad's eyes sparkled with shock as he faced me fully, focusing all of his attention on me. "So you mean to tell me that Dominic is accusing me of lying again, Helen? You mean the one person you called your best friend has the nerve to belittle my person?" Dad asked."No, Dad. That isn't what I meant. He didn't accuse you per se. He just mentioned that he had overheard you talking with the accountant to send some funds to Helen's account. He had simply mentioned that to try to rationalize why there was a transfer from the company's account to hers." I said, trying to save Dominic from the wrath of my father's anger.Moreover, at this point, Dominic's words had checked out with Oscar's revelation. I just needed Dad to admit to this, and hopefully, I can find a way to ensure the FCI killed the case, and we could all go back to our normal lives."Oh? And where did he overhear this conversation? How is he certain it was indeed me he saw?" He asked. I let o
Blake's POV "Well, I haven't heard a word about this from my dad, but I will make my findings and get back to you. Thank you for telling me this." I said, after processing his words. He had no reason to lie to me. He was my best friend after all. His accusation against my dad may not be true, but it didn't mean that I wasn't going to check it out. If the accountant had made that transfer to her account, he had better tell me why and who had authorized the transaction. The money was no longer in Helen's account as it had been moved to a crypto wallet long ago. Our company didn't pay money into crypto accounts as they were hard to track and trace. With the amount of funds my company dealt with, it would be very dangerous for us to make such transactions that were hard to trace. "Fine. Do what you have to do, but always remind yourself that Helen is no thief. She is an honest woman and the best you would ever get out there." He said and walked out of my office. He had not left the o
Blake's POV "What's wrong man? You look so stressed out right now." I said to him immediately that he was seated opposite me on the chair. "I am stressed out, but I am more worried about you." He said and fixed his focus on me. I let out a sigh and relaxed against my chair. "It's nothing to worry about. The authorities would thoroughly investigate these allegations against Helen and the company and I am certain the truth would come out soon." I said to him, trying so hard not to think about how badly these allegations were affecting us. A lot of brands and companies we were working with were already reaching out to us, asking sensitive questions. I could hear the distrust in their queries, and if this case wasn't well handled, we could lose a lot of deals, and I wasn't ready for that to happen. My dad and I have worked so hard to bring this company to where it currently is. There was no way in hell I was letting anyone take what belonged to us. "Don't you think the authorities
Blake's POV I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. My eyes had a hard time adjusting to the light and I feared that something terrible must have happened to me. I looked around and through my foggy haze, I saw that I was in my bedroom. Slowly, memories of last night drifted into my head, and I let out a painful groan. I had gone out and gotten drunk when I knew I was coming home to a house without Helen. The urge to call her and beg her to come back home was so strong and it took everything in me not to fall in for it. Gaining enough momentum, I sat upright, and only then did I notice the body beside me. "Jesus!" I yelled out in shock, wondering who was lying beside me. I didn't remember calling Helen and asking her to come home with me, so who could be lying on my bed right now?My scream startled the person and she jumped awake. My fear immediately morphed into anger as soon as I realized it was Isabella lying beside me. "What the hell are you doing here and on t
Isabella's POV I glared at Blake's housekeeper who had been keeping tabs on me ever since he left. She had voiced out to me several times since he left that I needed to leave the house, but I paid her no heed. This wasn't her home and there was no way a lowly maid like her would try to tell me what to do. The other maids who worked under her had all kept their cool and avoided me, but she was trying to act as though she owned the house and could do whatever she wanted with it. "Ma'am, I do not want to get into any trouble with Mr. Blake Robinson. I am certain you heard his warning before he left. Can you please leave now? My boss can be pretty unpredictable, and he could come back here anytime. I do not want him to get angry on seeing you here. He is currently going through a lot and would appreciate whatever rest or break he can get." She came over to me one more time and asked. If she wasn't so old, I would have said she was trying to score Blake for herself. Well, even if that
Helen's POV I laid on the same small thin mattress I had managed while living with my parents. Despite not sleeping on this old thin mattress for months, my body had quickly acclimatized to it, knowing fully well that it was the only mattress my parents were willing to offer me. I was lucky to have a roof over my head and was currently thinking up plans on how to make a living. My account has been frozen by the orders of the FCI and knowing my family, I was bound to have it really bad surviving. My phone rang for a second and went off, grabbing my attention. I picked it up and found a missed call from the last person I ever expected to call me.My fingers shook as I stared at the words I had used to save his number, My World. He was my world and had made my life worth living, even if it was only for a few months. Well, not until now that he asked me to leave. Staring at my phone's screen, I wondered why he was calling me. What did he want to say? Did he want me back home? I wonde
Blake's POV I sat on my bed, lost in thoughts. The numerous happy memories Helen and I always had in this room flooded my head. All I wanted right now was to be with and rest my head in the cocoon of her hands. I always enjoyed laying in the bosom of her breast, but with the current situation of things, it was impossible. "She is gone, Blake. Get a grip on yourself and get to work." I pulled myself out of the reverie and looked down at the tie in my hand. Helen had always tied my tie whenever I was heading to work. Her absence was a strong blow to me and I was having a hard time adjusting. I finally managed to get the tie on and picked up my office bag. "Have a nice day at work, Mr. Robinson." Felicia waved at me with a pitiful glance. Was Helen's absence this bad on me? God, I needed to get a grip on myself.I pulled the front door open, and the sight that greeted me caused a deep, sour scowl to appear on my face. "Why the hell are you acting as though you have just seen a gho
Isabella's POV A smile was etched on my face as I scrolled through the AI-generated photos of Blake and me in wedding clothes. We were the perfect match. We looked so good together and I wished he could see exactly what I saw."Very soon, Isabella. Very soon, you will be together with the man you love." I motivated myself.I was about to slide to the next batch of photos I had created when my cell phone rang. Of course, it was my mom calling and I scrunched up my nose in disgust. Dad has been using her to pester the living hell out of me and I was super tired of being berated. They wanted me to come back home and I did not. Being at home would be a constant reminder that Helen was living my life and I didn't want that. "What do you want?" I barked into the phone as soon as I answered it. "Can you just stop being so harsh and unkind to your mother? What's with the attitude?" She reprimanded."I am being harsh to you because you are being unkind to me. If you are calling about berat
Helen's POV I wasn't surprised by my mom's words, but I at least expected her to show some empathy to me. I was the reason they still had a roof over their heads. She may hate me, but according to the law, I was her daughter, and she ought to take me in. "Mom, you can't say that. You are my mom. This is my family home, I should be welcome here." I said, hoping to change her mind. "You are my daughter, but it doesn't mean this is your home. You are married now. Your home is wherever your husband is. Why aren't you with your husband?" She asked.My eyes dropped to the floor as I gathered the courage to tell her the truth. "Blake asked me to leave," I confessed. "What?" She screamed and burst out into laughter. "You don't mean that, do you? Oh my God, your dad needs to hear of this." She chortled harder, laughing like the maniac that she was. "Mom, this isn't something to laugh about. Someone is doing something sinister to my reputation and my life. We need to stick together to fin