Leslie
I was getting into something I wasn’t prepared for but what could I say? I was broke and my mum needed saving. The woman before me looked so familiar and I tried to picture where I had seen her but I couldn’t. However, her comment about me got me on the edge. “A whore?” “Leslie, let’s leave,” Alex said and I was stunned for a few seconds. He called me by my name? He had just said the reason for not calling me that a few seconds again, and though I did not agree with his reasons, I still felt shocked hearing it slip off his tongue. He glared at the lady before hand-searching for my hand without taking his eyes off the lady. As he held my wrist, I shivered a bit against the contact. I stared down at our hands and so did the lady. “Who is this, Alex?” Her voice was deep, like a lady filled with testosterone, with an average face with a beauty mark at the upper side of her lips. She had light freckles covering most of her face. She looked good and well put together but her accusations were outrageous. “Who let you in here? I have told you never to step foot into this company!” “You don’t get to decide that!” she countered. I stared at them, looking up at Alex’s face but his sunshade was blocking the expression on his face. I stood by like a Christmas tree without saying a word. I was lost. Stunned and confused. “Let’s go, Leslie,” he repeated, this time with more depth in his tone. We pushed past the lady and walked to the elevator, leaving her with her death glares. As we got to the car, he took his shades off and ignited the car. Now, I could see his facial features more openly. This was the first time I was sitting so close to me without the barrier of a table or chair. His jawline looked so sharp, like a blade, and it took everything within me to stop myself from trailing my finger across it. Staring at his side profile was so satisfying and I realized how ridiculously good-looking he was. He had a reason to be arrogant and self-aware. He looked impossibly gorgeous. His lashes stood out, and his brows were well-groomed. His lips looked so pink and plump that I could give anything to place a kiss on them. His nose is pointed and well-shaped like he did some rhinoplasty. He looked immaculate and for what reason? To cause havoc among ladies? Why did he even choose me? Why me? He could easily choose any lady of his choice with this face. “Would you go the whole day staring at me?” he asked without taking his eyes off the road, and I quickly blinked away, letting out a breath I had no idea I was holding. “I…I wasn’t…I wasn’t staring…” I stuttered and I hit my head internally. “Do you have any questions you wanna ask me?” he asked, finally looking over at me and I couldn't help but admire his lush skin. My eyes trailed off to his velvety short hair. “No,” I mean, I have tons of questions but none of them was the reason I was staring at him. This man looks ethereal! “You do. Ask away,” “Why are you the one driving? I mean, you are strikingly wealthy. Shouldn’t you have a driver?” He looked at me and his lips arched in a mild smile before he faced the road again. “You do not seem as humble as you think you are,” “What has my humility got to do with my question?” “It means you might love to use people,” “What?” “How do you ever get your theory? First, with my name, and now this?” “I just see life a little differently from other people, I would say.” “Or you do not see life at all,” I said blatantly and he chuckled, looking at me. He shook his head and before he could say another word, his phone rang. As he reached for his phone and checked the caller, he hissed before shutting his eyes and then picking up the call. He pressed the phone to his ear, and I looked over at him, wondering what and who the other person at the other end was saying. He said no word before dropping the phone. I wanted to ask him who it was so badly but I didn't want to pry. This was the first day of being with him. The silence between us was dry, aching, and filled with tension. His face hardened as though he remembered something. I looked away from him and out the window, clutching against the seatbelt. I could suddenly feel his eyes on me, and then I felt his hand on my thigh. I jumped a bit under his touch and he gave me a little squeeze. “Aren’t you going to ask about the lady?” he finally asked. I want to ask about her so badly. What do you mean? I want to know who she was and why her face looked so damn familiar. I want to ask why she would refer to me as a whore. I want to know the history and the details. “In the contract. It says no physical touch but in just a day, you have done that twice!” He looked down at his hand and smiled broadly. “This is a physical touch to you? Wow. You must have been so touch-deprived!” I let out a sharp breath before pushing his hand off me. “Don’t do that,” he said. “Don’t do what? Push your hand off my thigh?” “No, change the topic.” I sighed. “What do you want me to say?” “Ask questions.” “Why?” I retorted. “Because you are my woman.” that kind of caught me off guard but I quickly recovered. “For a contract and for two months!” “You’re still my woman. My Shayla,” “You wouldn’t call me that in her presence!” I muttered under my breath. “We’re here,” he said as he pulled up in front of a building. I shook my head before getting down from the car. As I got down, I bumped into someone who was also getting down from his car. “Sorry,” he said, holding me by my waist to keep me steady. A few steps away, Alex stood with his hands buried in his pocket, glaring at the man or me. Maybe both of us. If looks could kill, I would have been six feet by now. His look seemed as though he was familiar with the man but only then did the man’s hold tighten around my waist. “Hello, Alex,” he said with a crooked smile in one of the deepest voices I had ever heard.Alex“Are you okay?” her voice sounded stealthy but still alluring. I pressed my hands on the steering wheel, my eyes fixed on the road without glancing over at her. “Why wouldn’t I be?” I replied dryly. It had been a very long day and as the darkness settled on the surface, my body seemed to surrender to its course. “You seemed off throughout the shopping and dinner,” “I’m perfect. Thanks for asking though,” my response cuts across as sarcastic as possible. I was far from fine. “Is this about the man from earlier? If it is…”“No, Leslie. No. It’s fine. It’s absolutely fine!” My voice was above my usual pitch but I took a deep breath. “Listen. It's just the first day of our union if that's what I should call it. It’d be too early for you to start acting up.” “Are you over it already? Do you need a break? You sound like you’re doing me a favor where, in fact, I am the one doing the grea
LeslieAs her palm connected with my cheeks, everyone’s eyes settled on me with shock apparent on their faces, including mine. I held my face with so much fury bubbling inside me, but I waited for Alex to do something that was evidently taking too long. He did nothing but stare out of shock before dropping the bags in his hands and grabbing her by her wrist. “You don’t just go about having what isn’t yours!” she yelled before Alex dragged her out of the house without saying a word to me. I just stood there, shocked without saying a word. I turned my head around, following them with my eyes as they stormed out of the room. I stood there in silence with tears pricking the corner of my eyes. I was in disbelief at what had just happened. Did Alex just drag her out without doing anything? Not even a word to me? “Do you need anything, ma’am?” the housekeeper which I had come to know as Lydia spoke, pulling me out of my t
Alex“What on earth do you think you are doing here?” “Getting back what’s mine? Is that a bad thing?” she seemed unmoved as though she had not just assaulted someone a few seconds ago. I raked my hand through my hair and this was one of those times I wished I had long hair. She moved closer to me, too close that I could feel her breath fan my neck. It was a foreign feeling that I had tried to subside all of this time, but my body seemed to betray me. She pulled gently at my tie with her right hand while her left hand snaked through my nape, forming circles on my skin. I hated the fact that my body still wanted her. I hated that she still had this effect on me, and I hated the fact that my body still betrayed me against her touch. I shut my eyes, taking in the feeling her touch had on me, savoring every bit of it. I could feel her lean even closer, dangerously close that my body shivered against her movement. I opened my eyes to stare at her and our faces were only a few inches
LeslieThe cold morning breeze hit my face in a velvety, smooth touch, and my lips curled up in a soft, mild smile, which contrasted with how my first night at Alex’s place went. I had cried myself to sleep and though Ethan’s call had been a salve to my wounded heart, it still didn’t change the fact that I cried. I tucked strands of hair that danced with the breeze behind my ears but they kept flying to my face. “Isn’t that enough air for the day?” Ethan’s voice drew me out of my solitude. “Right,” I said, a little sad as I winded the glass back up. “No. I didn’t mean it that way,” he said, squeezing my thigh a little bit and I shot him an uncomfortable smile. “Okay,” I answered dryly, moving my thigh away from his touch and he chuckled. “You’re still trying to be faithful to him?” “I have no reason not to be,” he clenched his jaw and tightened his grip around the steering wheel before straining his lips in a thin line—what was supposed to be a smile. “Were you forced into th
LeslieAs I walked in, I could feel his eyes settle on me, heavy but I spared him no glance. I could tell the position he was in without looking at him—he had his back rested against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. He said no words to me and neither did I. I could feel my inside almost turning out. I walked past him but I could feel him cover up the distance between us as I tried to walk up the stairs with heavy strides. He grabbed me by my wrist, pulling me roughly against his chest and causing my hair to sway in the hair, roughly landing on my face. My chest pressed against his chest and with a grimace, I looked up at his face. His hand wrapped around my waist, firmly as though he was going to do anything but free me from his hold. Our eyes locked in a glare with none of us ready to stare down. His gaze on me was hard, dark, dangerous but readable. I could tell he was mad, so livid it was almost written on his forehead but I had no idea why he was mad. I was t
AlexI could feel the blood rush up to my eyes, almost budging out. The betrayed look in her eyes cast a shade of shame over me. I was furious at first. Seeing her smile with Ethan and letting him do as much as touch her. I was going crazy because she was mine, she was my woman. I was planning on telling her how cheap she was and how everyone could afford her. I was planning to say hurtful things to her but she caught my wings, making me helpless. Seeing her in tears broke my heart, her accusations were valid. I was an asshole and I had disrespected her. I was going to show her the picture of her and Ethan laughing away during breakfast— breakfast that was supposed to be with me, but when she showed me the picture of Mayla and me, my heart throbbed a billion times like a kid caught stealing candies. I watched her walk away from me. Just like I let everyone do. Just like I do some stupid stuff and let people walk away from me. I wanted to hold her back and go down on my knees to
Leslie“Forget I said that!” We hadn’t even built a bond, there was no connection between us. No feelings whatsoever. We haven’t known each other for that long. I was just lost in the moment, clouded by the lust surging through me. Resting my head on his chest while it was rising and falling against my action, allowing the water to slip down our bodies seemed to create a connection between us. It had blinded me, it felt like home and I haven’t felt like that in such a long time. I rushed out of the shower, grabbing a towel on my way out. As I got out of the bathroom and into the room, I stopped in my steps when I saw Lydia standing by the doorway. The sound of the shower stopped and soon, Alex stepped out, also stopping in his tracks at the sight of Lydia. The look on her face was readable. I could tell what she was thinking instantly. I knew she was disappointed in me. I knew she felt like I was cheap and would allow anyone in and out of me at any time. I knew she wanted to tel
Leslie“Your natural features are so beautiful,” the makeup artist said and I smiled. “Thank you,” Alex had spoken about delivering a dress for the event but he never mentioned a whole fashion team getting me dressed up. While a hairstylist worked on my hair, so did the makeup artist, the nail artist, and the designer figuring out the best dress to suit my makeup and hair. It was quite overwhelming but I guess it was a thing I needed to face, being in his world. While my hair was being pulled, so were my cuticles trimmed. I winced a bit while she filed my nail bed but then, the hairstylist pulled a strand of my hair. “Can you take it easy, please?” I said with a smile. “Sorry, ma’am,” they all said in unison and it made me wonder if there was a professional guide available to them all. After I was done with my nails, hair, and makeup, I stared at my reflection in the mirror and gasped at who I was seeing. I looked so beautiful that I could barely recognize myself. I guess that
Alex The knock sounded over and over again and I could feel my dick deflate like a balloon inside her. I frowned, and let out a rasped breath before pulling out of her. Her back was still arched against the sink and her ass was still popped out. The sight alone made me want to open the door and hit the intruder. The knock sounded again. “Who the fuck is that?” I asked in between gritted teeth before pulling my pants up and helping her with her panties as well. I kissed her on the lips, adjusting her dress for her before walking towards the door. “Who could it be?” she asked, disappointment evident on her face. “We’re about to find out!” I opened the door and saw Naynay, beaming with a smile. “Nay nay,” I called rather as a question. “There’s a young man downstairs who’s here for you,” I looked over at Leslie, who had a questioning look on her face, and spontaneously, my hand searched hers, holding her firmly. “Who?” She looked like she’d rather bite her tong
Leslie The clanking sound of cutleries filled my ears, causing my legs to curl in my shoes. “What do you do…?” One of the ladies asked, staring at Alex for obviously my name even though he had mentioned it earlier. So, I summoned the courage to speak instead. I sat up in my seat, dropping the cutleries that seemed to be burning my hands by now. “I apologize for Alex’s bad manners. He should have done a proper introduction,” I looked over at him with a mild smile. Alex’s mum looked up from her plate and her eyes settled on Alex and me with curiosity. “There are more introductions to be done?” his mum asked. Alex was going to speak but I placed my hand gently on his hands to stop him. I was ready to take control of this situation. “I mean, aside from the fact that I am his fiancee, I still do not know who these two lovely ladies are,” I could suddenly feel Alex’s eyes bore a hole in the side of my face. The tension seemed to have risen to a hundred percent and at that
LeslieI thought he was bluffing. I had mastered the act of slowly neglecting his words and acting like they meant nothing but this time, he meant every word he said, and now, we were on our way to his family. The flight took five hours before we finally arrived in LA where his family resides. I knew he was wealthy; I mean, everything about him screams that, but nothing in this world prepared me for the estate we had just driven into. It felt like a separate world entirely from what I was used to.At first, I had grown this in-depth boldness within me when he mentioned going to his family— I mean, I didn't believe he was going to do that but some part of me had that courage in case he was going to and now that it indeed happened, I could feel my inside churning out of anxiety. The drive within the estate was like a new journey on its own and we drove past several buildings that are annexed to the main building. Then, out of nowhere, I felt his hand over mine. I withdrew my face
Alex I wished she could just listen to me. I wished my words were not just so meaningless to her. We could have been the best couples during these two months. We could have made couples out there jealous. I could have even pretended that I loved her or that I was falling in love with her. I could have given her the world. I could have helped her beyond her imagination but she chose to defile me. She chose to go against my words. Two days. It had been two days since I last saw her, since I last spoke to her. I hated the fact that I had startled her like that. Her question just triggered something within me. I adjusted my tie and stared blankly at my laptop when my phone buzzed, pulling me out of my reverie. I darted my eyes over to the screen to check the caller and I sighed, resting my head in my palm. “Hey, May,” I said dryly and I could feel her smile. “You have been so distant, Alex. What’s going on?” “What do you mean distant? We stay in the same city,” “You k
Leslie I turned and twirled in bed, stretching and yawning under the duvet after a great night's sleep. I winced at the sweet pain I felt in literally every part of my body but it was all a pain that reminded me of the pleasure and satisfaction my body got the night before. That was one of the best and most fun sex I had ever had. He made me feel like a woman, he handled my body rightly and made me yearn for more. The way his kisses plastered on my skin and his touch, sent electric chills throughout my body. Oh, the flashback. I turned to the side of the bed but it was empty. A frown immediately formed on my face as I hurriedly sat up in bed. “He left me again? He left again??!!” I could feel the pile of anger swell up within me and I immediately yanked the duvet off my body. I was naked so I grabbed his shirt from last night that was on the ground, draping it on my body. I walked out of the room without minding how rough I looked and how messy my bum was. I strolled
LeslieHe wrapped his lips around mine. He pulled me so close to his chest as though I was his second skin. I wanted to push him away—I really wanted to. I wanted to hit him across the face and tell him how stupid he was for thinking he could win me over with just a kiss. But I did none of those, I embraced it. I took in the kiss like I had been waiting all my life for it. Like I couldn't wait to be devoured. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moaning against his lips as he slid his tongue into my mouth. I tilted my head to get the best angle of his lips, sucking on his lower lips and scrubbing his head. His hands moved lower to my butt, squeezing my butt cheeks and I moaned against my lips. “They feel so jelly-like,” he commented as he slipped his hand in through the slits on the sides. The feeling of his hands on my bare skin caused me to shiver a little bit, sending a wave of electric chills down my spine. The thought of him taking Mayla this way slipped through my mind and
AlexMy hands trembled against the glass cup, out of anger and I could almost feel its content spilling. “Are you okay?” Mayla asked, leaning ridiculously in. I gave no response as I locked eyes with Leslie who was standing next to Ethan. Her eyes darted to Mayla and something in her eyes looked hurt, betrayed just like they were this morning. I wanted to look away but I couldn’t, not when Ethan saw I was staring and still dared to wrap his hand around her waist. Then, they walked towards where we were sitting, hands on her waist. Something inside me throbbed but I had no idea what it was. My heartbeat raced faster and I could feel the blood in my veins rush up to my hand, balling up into a fist. “Look who we have here. Hey, Alex,” he said with a wild smile but that only made me clench my jaw. He pulled the chair out for her and she sat without hesitating while her eyes locked with mine. I could feel Mayla’s eyes almost boring holes into her skin. She wouldn’t look away even
Leslie“Your natural features are so beautiful,” the makeup artist said and I smiled. “Thank you,” Alex had spoken about delivering a dress for the event but he never mentioned a whole fashion team getting me dressed up. While a hairstylist worked on my hair, so did the makeup artist, the nail artist, and the designer figuring out the best dress to suit my makeup and hair. It was quite overwhelming but I guess it was a thing I needed to face, being in his world. While my hair was being pulled, so were my cuticles trimmed. I winced a bit while she filed my nail bed but then, the hairstylist pulled a strand of my hair. “Can you take it easy, please?” I said with a smile. “Sorry, ma’am,” they all said in unison and it made me wonder if there was a professional guide available to them all. After I was done with my nails, hair, and makeup, I stared at my reflection in the mirror and gasped at who I was seeing. I looked so beautiful that I could barely recognize myself. I guess that
Leslie“Forget I said that!” We hadn’t even built a bond, there was no connection between us. No feelings whatsoever. We haven’t known each other for that long. I was just lost in the moment, clouded by the lust surging through me. Resting my head on his chest while it was rising and falling against my action, allowing the water to slip down our bodies seemed to create a connection between us. It had blinded me, it felt like home and I haven’t felt like that in such a long time. I rushed out of the shower, grabbing a towel on my way out. As I got out of the bathroom and into the room, I stopped in my steps when I saw Lydia standing by the doorway. The sound of the shower stopped and soon, Alex stepped out, also stopping in his tracks at the sight of Lydia. The look on her face was readable. I could tell what she was thinking instantly. I knew she was disappointed in me. I knew she felt like I was cheap and would allow anyone in and out of me at any time. I knew she wanted to tel