I entered the check-up room where the doctor was waiting for us. When the middle-aged woman smiled brightly at us before bidding us a warm welcome, I let out a silent sigh of relief. My thoughts were clearly haunting me unreasonably because for a moment I imagined what it would be like if the doctor waiting for us inside the check-up room turned out to be Adrian. The doctor started asking me some questions regarding my overall health before narrowing it down to questions related to my feminine health such as did my period arrive on time at regular intervals. “What about period pains? Anything worth noting?” the doctor asked patiently.“Nothing, I guess. I think…I’m normal. Sometimes when I’m very stressed, my periods could skip for a few months…I know that that’s not good…” I replied before trailing off with a nervous laugh. “I see. You’re right. Stress is definitely no good…” the doctor readily agreed.After a few other questions along the same line, our conversation was interrupt
Why didn’t I ask Justin about how to deal with this kind of situation?It never occurred to me that two of my contract boyfriends would bump into each other like this or that they knew each other. I hated myself for overlooking that possibility. I should have known better that in the network of the rich and famous, everyone somehow knew each other. The high society wasn’t that large and it should have occurred to me that my boyfriends may know each other in some shape or form. Then again, being acquaintances didn’t necessarily mean that we had to run into each other like this and at my fertility check-up appointment at that. What am I supposed to do? If I treat this as a job, which it is, then right now I’m working for Brandon and not for Adrian. Under that logic, all I had to do was keep on acting as his fiancée as always. Even if Adrian was also my client, I am not working for him right now. With my mind made up, I decided to act as professionally about this as possible. “Umm…the
“To take care of you, why else would I be here?” he replied as he took a few steps towards me.Suddenly, the air in the room felt much colder than before and I realized that I was still sitting on the examination bed. I gulped as my sudden realization made me feel more vulnerable than before. Adrian smiled warmly at me as he continued to come closer. The fact that he was wearing his white doctor gown made him feel very much like a doctor. My shook my head at my nonsensical thought. He didn’t just look like a doctor, he is in fact a doctor. “Umm…where is Brandon?” I asked in a small voice. “Your fiancé? Something turned up and he had to leave. Of course, I volunteered to take care of you,” he replied smoothly. His smile sent another chill down my spine and so did the fact that he just called Brandon my fiancé. Although he had a smile on his face, I could tell that he wasn’t at all pleased. “I see. The doctor said that I’m done here now so…” I said as I swung my legs down from the e
I closed my eyes and let out a soft sigh as I let myself surrender to the overwhelming heat and pleasure of his possessive kiss. His hands dropped from my breasts to caress the plain of my stomach and then the sides of my waist as I made small whimpering sounds of pleasure into his mouth. “Ahh…Adrian…” I moaned and whimpered his name softly before I struggled to catch my breath.His kiss left me so breathless and my body feeling hot and yearning for more of the pleasure that I knew that he could give me. Adrian stared down into my eyes before he pressed the pad of his thumb against my swollen lower lip. His kiss felt like it had bruised my lips with its intensity and passion. I gasped as his hands began pulling up the fabric of my dress and soon, I felt the slightly cold air of the examination room against my bare legs. “Shall I start on your examination?” he asked in a sexy drawl.His hand moved to remove my panties from me in one swift motion that left my entire lower body bare to
My core throbbed and heated up again before I felt another wave of wetness leaking out of my love hole. “Ahh…” I moaned when I felt the heat of his fingers on my most sensitive part. He stroked my pussy lips and my wetness teasingly before positioning the thick head of his shaft there. The heat from the bulging head of his cock lodged itself at my opening and I could feel just how swollen and big he already was. Instead of thrusting his cock all the way into me in one rough thrust, Adrian continued teasing me. Slowly, he thrusted the thick head of his cock into me. I moaned as I felt my opening being stretched by his thickness. I moaned and lifted my hips as I desired to feel more of him filling me up. Adrian only thrusted into me with shallow thrusts that made me want even more of him. His cock felt so hot inside of me and my pussy clenched hard in anticipation of feeling his entire length buried all the way into me. “Please…Adrian…” I pleaded for more as I lifted my hips wantonl
“Let me help you clean a little. It’s really leaking out everywhere…” Adrian said with an amused chuckle.I felt something soft pressing up against my flooded opening and realized that he was helping me wipe away the mixture of our love juices. The entire room smelled of our sex and I wondered how this room could be used for the next patient. That thought crossed my mind for a moment and then I realized that there were other things that I had to worry about that didn’t concern the welfare of the next patient. My legs still felt so weak, and my insides felt so melted from the force of his thrusts. Adrian turned away from me after he was satisfied with cleaning me up. My mind was still in a daze but when I gathered my panties and slipped them back up and adjusted my dress, I could feel my anger boiling up inside of me. I slowly got off the bed and adjusted my dress before letting out a sigh. While we were doing it, I really wanted him, and I truly enjoyed our passionate tryst. However
The anger that burned deep in my chest had transformed into a mix of emotions that I failed to understand. It just hurt deep inside of me. I have to call Justin…“Hi there!” Justin’s cheerful voice answered the phone when the line connected. “Hi…” I greeted him blankly. “Oh, you don’t sound so well. Did something happen perhaps?” he took a guess that was spot on. I must have sounded like the world was ending and I wasn’t even bothered to hide my distress anymore. Justin waited silently on the other end of the line for me to tell him what was wrong. I took in a deep breath as I tried to find the right words. “Adrian and Brandon ran into each other today. I mean, Brandon and I ran into Adrian together when he took me to take my fertility test. It was at Adrian’s hospital, and he was there…and they knew each other…and it was…a mess…” I explained while realizing that a lot of the things I said didn’t quite make sense.“Aha…right…” Justin murmured. “I wasn’t sure what I should have d
**A few days later**Taking a few days break really did seem to help my state of mind. After spending time alone for two days, I had dinner with Justin just like we had agreed. Justin came as a friend, and it was like an unspoken agreement between us that we would not talk about work or any of my other life problems. The conversation we shared was light and full of laughter and cheer. Each time I laughed along with Justin’s jokes, it made me realize that there were so many simple joys in life that I had been missing out on. Not having to worry about my problems, my work, or my clients for a while truly felt great. I wondered for a moment how Justin managed to tell my clients that I had suddenly decided to go on break and how they reacted; however, I decided not to ask while pushing that curious thought out of my mind. I admired Justin for how understanding and supportive he was of me. Justin simply told me to let him know when I wanted to start going back to work and left the decisio
“What are you sorry about, Elena? Are you sorry for turning me down?” he asked.His cold and very calm tone made my body tremble, and I could feel myself sweating from my own nervousness. I wanted to answer him but then I realized that I didn’t know what I was sorry for. “Please let me go home. I’ll make it up to you another day,” I said to excuse myself for the day. I turned to reach for the car door and once again I felt his grip on my arm pulling me back. It was rare for Brandon to act persistent like this, and it just made me want to scream at him out of frustration. I whirled around to face him ready to do just that.“What is it that you really want?” I spat. “To have sex with you,” he replied smoothly.“You know well that that isn’t want I’m talking about…” I said through clenched teeth as my frustration quickly turned to anger. “What’s wrong, Elena? If you can do it with him in the hospital, surely, you can do it with me here in the car…” he said as he stared at me with a v
The lights turned green, and we were on our way again. Our brief yet intense conversation came to a pause. We were getting close to the intersection where Brandon would usually let me off so that I could walk back to my place. The night felt darker than normal, and I wasn’t sure if that was because of my mood or not. Not a lot of cars were on the road which thankfully made the traffic lighter than normal. “Should we go to your room? It’s supposed to be really close by, isn’t it?” he suggested seductively. I turned to give him a curious look. His sudden question came out of nowhere and it surprised me even more to find that he seemed quite serious about it. My lips curved into a smile before I automatically began laughing it off as a passing comment that didn’t mean anything. “Thanks for driving me back,” I said as I reached for the door. There was no point in delaying my departure any further. We had arrived at the spot where I was supposed to get off and so I should do exactly th
“Yes, and I like it that way as long as I’m the only one buying,” he replied without missing a heartbeat. I bit hard on my lower lip when I had to admit to myself that I had asked him the wrong question and had invited this misfortune upon myself. His hand around mine felt warm and his grip was firm as he pulled me after him toward his car. Something told me that he wasn’t kidding when he said that. I let out a sigh when I resigned myself to following him silently to his car. Fortunately, there weren’t many cars on the road and traffic was extremely light. That meant that it wouldn’t take too long for him to drop me off so that I could walk back to my place. It wasn’t like I was scared of him, but I did feel uncomfortable being in the enclosed space of the car with him alone. The revealing and brightly colored dress that I had on did not make me feel better and I wondered why I wasn’t smart enough to opt for a pair of pants and matching blazer instead. Everything might have been in
The desire that I sensed in his intense gaze made my heartbeat quicken despite the many times that I told myself silently in my head to remain calm. My lips felt dry, and my tongue instinctively moved to lick my lower lip. “Thanks for the advice, I guess. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave so you can get back to whatever it was you were working on,” I muttered softly as I tried my best to excuse myself. “One more thing before you go,” he said to halt my departure.This time it was Brandon who got out of his seat. I turned my head around as he walked toward the worktable in the room. To my surprise, he returned with a box. Brandon came to stand right in front of me before shoving the box toward me. “What is this?” I asked with a hint of suspicion. “Open it and you’ll see,” he said without answering my question. “Ok…” I murmured while feeling slightly confused. It was so like Brandon to be mysterious about everything. With what had just happened between us, I didn’t think
Maybe, just maybe, things would have turned out differently if he hadn’t left me. If we never broke up, my life might have been better or more normal. I was very tempted to think that it was his fault that I ended up the way I was. If I had been younger and less experienced, I would have thought exactly that. That it was all because he dumped me that I was forced to marry George to save my family’s face. Back then, I was too heartbroken to think straight or resist my parent’s proposal. The man that I chose out of my own free will had betrayed me and suddenly left. I was too shocked to even face reality and the mistake that I made. It made me lose all self-confidence that I could make any correct decisions in my life and that perhaps, my parents were the ones who knew better. If I had been younger, I would have pinned everything on Brandon as his fault. However, I was no longer that young, fresh, and green. I looked up and I couldn’t hold in my giggle and ended up laughing softly at
There were many things that I needed to apologize for, and I was certain that he knew that already. It was unfortunate, but I wasn’t in a position with a whole lot of bargaining power, and he absolutely knew that as well. It wasn’t going to be easy, but he wanted to hear me say it, then I had no other choice but to say it. “That day at the hospital, I was unprofessional. Although I was supposed to be working for you, I ended up serving another client when we happened to run into each other…” I said before I pressed my lips tightly into a thin line. My throat and my lips felt dry, and I had to run my tongue along my lower lip. Brandon did not say anything, and he did not seem at all impressed at my attempt to do things his way. His eyes stared coldly at me, and I knew that he was waiting for me to go on. “This is all still kind of new for me, and yes, I know that it’s not a great excuse, but I didn’t know how to handle running into two of my clients at the same time. I panicked…” I
Just as I had expected, within the already very private space was another level of privacy when he led me to a private room. Once again, I began to wonder what exactly Brandon had planned. Although he appeared the way that he always did, I couldn’t deny that the atmosphere between us was unusually tense. I wondered if he also felt the way that I did or if I was the only one who felt unusually stiff while we were together. “Sit anywhere you like,” he instructed casually as he gestured to the large set of white sofas in the middle of the room. My eyes scanned the pristinely white and modern interior of the private room that we were in. Apart from the large sofa set that was in the middle of the room, there was a very large shiny white work desk with a matching white leather chair. Brandon must have been working in this room before my arrival because his laptop still had its lid open on the table. “I didn’t know that you liked working in shared working spaces nowadays…” I said to make
Brandon was definitely the heir to the largest chain of casinos on top of hotels for sure. Brandon never played any game unless he was the gamemaster. I have never seen him lose a bet before either in my life. George was seriously a fool to think that he could win against Brandon and at his own casino at that. So now, what game is he going to make me play?The only way to find out was to ask him. I thought that that was ironic in and of itself. If I had to pick, then I would say that I would prefer not to see Brandon. Although what happened was more my fault than his, my desire to hide away from him outweighed my rational sense and reason to want to meet him. Before I would chicken out and change my mind, I took out my phone and sent a simple text to Brandon. ‘Where and when do you want to meet me?’ I counted silently in my mind to around twenty as I stared at my phone screen. Just as I had anticipated, Brandon sent me back a reply within that timeframe. Had he been expecting for m
“About that trip to the orphanage that we were talking about…” he began before looking at me as if to gauge my reaction. “I’d still love to go if you still want me to,” I replied almost immediately. “Really?” Adrian asked with such an excited look on his face. Suddenly, he appeared much younger and a lot more innocent. Just like an excited little boy who had successfully invited his friend on a trip, he beamed a smile at me. With what had happened between us, maybe he thought that I would have changed my mind about going on a trip with him. If he was someone else, that might have turned out to be the case. However, if I was being honest, I really looked forward to going on that trip with him. It wasn’t just because it was a chance to spend more time with Adrian, but the idea of visiting orphanages felt like the right thing to do for me. Getting in contact with my past life might do me some good and help me figure out something about my sense of self and who I was. After being adop