Leonard climbed up to the bed and pulled her pantie off. He positioned himself in between her thighs and placed his dick at the entrance of her pussy."Ohhh!" Daniella moaned as he began to sink his dick into her. He felt her pussy tight as if it had been long since she had have sex. He continued to penetrate her until she took all his length. Slowly, Leonard began to fuck, going in and out."Your pussy is so tight. That dumbass must have a small dick." Leonard said and increased his pace a bit.Leonard was thrusting deeper and harder into Daniella as she moaned with pleasure, her nails digging into his back. The bed creaked rhythmically with each powerful stroke."Ohh fuuuck yesss..." Daniella panted, her voice high-pitched with euphoria. "Don't stop, baby, right there! You feel so good inside me... Ahhhh!"Just then, the shrill ringing of a phone interrupted their passionate escapade. Daniella's eyes snapped open. "Fuck, is that..."Leonard glanced over at the nightstand and snorted.
Leonard just groaned and continued drilling into her, his large shaft plunging in and out of her slick heat. His balls slapped lewdly against her engorged clit with every powerful thrust."Fuck, your pussy feels incredible," Leonard grunted, ramming into her quivering hole. "I'm not stopping now."Daniella whimpered and bit her lip, knowing she needed to answer Desmond's call before he grew suspicious. With shaky hands, she reached over and fumbled for the phone, then picked up the call."H-hello, babe?" Daniella answered, trying to control her breathing. Leonard reduced his pace and began to give her a slow, sloppy stroke.Desmond's voice came through on the other end. "Hey honey. I just wanted to check up on you and know how you are doing."Daniella swallowed hard, feeling Leonard's thick cock continuing to ravage her pussy as she spoke. "I-I miss you so much. You know I'm all alone."He could hear some muffled noises on the other end. "Yeah, I know. But...are you okay? You sound a l
In the evening time, the gleaming conference room was abuzz with the chatter of affluent business leaders as they filed in for the quarterly business meeting. Desmond strode confidently into the room, his designer suit and Rolex watch exuding an air of success.He made his way to the front of the room where the other attendees were mingling together and sipping their champagne. Desmond was about to grab a glass for himself when a familiar figure caught his eye. His heart skipped a beat as a wave of emotions washed over him—shock, anger, disbelief. It was her again. Anabel, his ex-wife. But how? She was working as a lowly janitor in Orton's group. And now, here she was, rubbing shoulders with the crème de la crème of the business world."What in the hell is she doing here? Was she invited to work as a junior in the conference room? But she just started a few weeks ago."Desmond marched over, his Italian loafers clicking against the marble floor. "Anabel? What the hell are you doing here
"Have you ever wondered how I managed to be putting on an expensive dress?""I don't need to wonder. I know how you got them. That's why you are here. To get more rich men with your beauty. Anyway, I have some advice for you." He paused for a moment before proceeding. "Stop selling your body to rich men. They will use you and dumb you. You can't achieve anything with that.""Just like you used me and dumb me, right?" She asked. "Because I'm wearing a nice dress you couldn't buy for me when you were together, you concluded that it's from rich men.""We both know that your one-year salary can't afford it. How else can you get it if not from men?""You know what? I just need you to mind your business. Live your life and let me be. If I like, I date all businessmen. It doesn't concern you. Though, I know why you are always pestering around me. But get it in your mind that you will never have me again."Desmond was about to say something, and a handsome guy showed up. Desmond could recogniz
"I can easily believe that you are a staff member in Orton's group who looked like the CEO's son. Don't patrol yourself as the son of Sir. Orton. The real Jethro cannot bring himself down to befriend a janitor. Janitor is among the lowest class of job in a company. A man in that level can't have anything to do with a lowly janitor." Desmond said and Jethro shook his head and laughed."So that is what you think? The last time I checked, we are all human beings. And if things work that way, it means that you are not supposed to be talking to me. Because you are not on my level. So don't push me to the wall. I can mess your life up with a call." Jethro said, and Anabel could see he was serious. Anabel knew her brother so well. He is just like her father, ruthless and quick to action."Just forget about him. I don't want you to harm him. Just…just leave him. He is acting out of ignorance." Anabel said."Why are you begging him as if he's the true Jethro? Both of you cannot deceive me. And
Marcus, a high-profile businessman who was in his sixties, countered with "$15 million."Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit jumped in with "$16 million."A bossy-looking woman with a sharp jawline raised her paddle. "$20 million."Desmond's eyes narrowed as he saw that he had lots of competitors. He raised the bidding to 24 million.Marcus responded with "$25 million."The middle-aged man bid "$25.5 million."The bossy woman countered with "$26 million."Desmond's competitive spirit flared and he raised it up. "$30 million."Marcus and the middle-aged man dropped out, shaking their head. Desmond smiled, though the woman have not given up. She continued trading blows with Desmond by bidding 31 million. Desmond countered with 35 million.Anabel remained silent, observing the chaos. All she knew was that Desmond will never win.The woman hesitated before dropping. Desmond stood alone, his eyes fixed on the auctioneer. At this point, he was already seeing himself as the CEO of Smithson
As the crowd was congratulating Anabel, Desmond's mind whirled with questions."How the hell did she get the money to bid a hundred million? Is she really Anabel Orton? What secret is she hiding from me?" She stared at Anabel, who was smiling at the people congratulating her. Some other people are trying to know who she really is. How can the highest bidder be unknown?It got to a point Desmond could not hold it any longer. His face reddened with skepticism. He had analyzed everything and concluded that her bid was not real."She is not real!" He spoke up. "She doesn't represent anyone or have any business," he declared, his voice echoing through the conference hall. "She can't possibly have the funds to back up that bid. She doesn't just want me to get it because of personal issues."Anabel didn't look disturbed or startled. Her expression remained serene, but a hint of amusement danced in her eyes. "I assure you, Desmond, this is real, and you have lost already. Just accept it and fo
Desmond trudged through the hotel lobby. He was totally exhausted and angry. The conference had left him drained, and Anabel's sudden appearance had made him unsettled.As he was walking towards his room, he noticed a familiar figure standing in front of the room opposite his. He could tell who the person was.It was Anabel. Desmond's heart skipped a beat. Not because he saw her, but because she wasn't alone. A man was with her, and he was opening the door for her. It wasn't even Jethro. He was a huge, rich-looking, handsome man. He has never seen that figure before."Who the fucking hell is this man?" Desmond asked himself. "Could he be the one backing Anabel? He must be the anonymous one who paid for the company."A spark of jealousy ignited within him. Anabel is dating a very rich man. When they entered the room, Desmond quickened his pace. He got to his door and fumbled for the key card. He swiped the card, and it opened immediately.As he entered, he couldn't shake off the image o
"Wait... you are dating someone before we know each other?" Desmond asked. "Exactly, I was in a serious relationship before your mom told me about you. She told me to leave my boyfriend and marry you, and I accepted. I planned this with my boyfriend, and I'm going back to him with half of your property." "This is wickedness to the highest." "You called it wickedness, but I called it a game. It's an opportunity for me, and I couldn't afford to misuse it. I always wanted to live a luxury life with my boyfriend, and I saw you as a ticket. I never left my boyfriend a bit. I've been seeing him all this while. And guess what we do? We talk about how foolish you are, and have lots of sex. I made you chase your mother and sister so I would have some space to do whatever I like whenever you are not around." Daniella said, and Desmond couldn't say anything. He didn't believe he could be that foolish to stand for her and kick his family away. "Do you remember the time you went on a business
"Are you sure you know what you are doing? We just wed yesterday. This is what you always wanted." Desmond stated."Yes, that is what I always wanted. I've been waiting for this day. I wanted the wedding to file for divorce. It's never my intention to stay with you forever. You are never the kind of man I wanted. The only thing I needed from you was money." Daniella replied."I'm wondering why you are doing this. I make sure you are happy. You have everything you want. I gave you everything you asked for. You are never in lack of anything. I provide everything for you." Desmond pointed out, and Daniella replied,"Yeah, and that makes you a fool, a big one. You fell for the wrong person. I never loved you. I just saw you as a channel to a wealthy life, a ticket to an easy luxury life.""This must be a prank or something. This can't be real." Desmond said and continued to remove his clothes. It seemed too serious to be true."Open your eyes, Desmond. This is real. It's a game, and I'm w
Daniella got home and settled into her plan for Desmond. Desmond would be returning from work soon, and she wanted to make sure she was ready to deliver the gift in the most impactful way possible. She has neatly tucked the divorce paper into an envelope, waiting for him to return. Desmond was about to face the greatest shock of his life. It was around 4pm. Daniella heard the familiar sound of Desmond's car pulling into the driveway. She took a deep breath and adjusted her clothes, trying to steady herself. This was it—the moment she had been waiting for. The moment she had been fantasizing Desmond walked through the door, wearing a tired but warm smile on his face. "Hey, baby. I'm back." He called out.Daniella greeted him with a smile of her own while hiding her true intentions. "Welcome back, Desmond. How was your day?""It was hectic, but everything's under control now." Desmond replied, loosening his tie as he headed to the bedroom to change out of his suit. Daniella followed h
Samantha nodded. "I see. But why did you want to divorce him?""I want half of his properties. Yeah, that's the reason." Daniella bluntly replied."It's like you never loved him?""Yeah, never. I wedded him to divorce him." Daniella replied."I can see you are pregnant. Is he the father?" Samantha asked "He's not. The father is waiting for me to divorce him." Daniella replied, and Samantha chuckled and shook her head. "Is this a kind of revenge plot or what?""I just needed his money. That's all." Daniella replied. "He didn't do anything to me.""Wow, what a move. But this is too sudden and somehow ruthless to a point, if I must say. It will be obvious to everyone that you divorced him because of what you will get from him and that you never loved him."I don't care what people say. It doesn't matter. What matters is the share I'm going to get." Daniella answered."Alright. It's important to move quickly in situations like this. I’ll make sure we handle everything meticulously. Let'
The next morning, as the sunlight streamed through the windows, Desmond's phone buzzed with an urgent message from his company. After reading the message, he got up from the bed and entered his bathroom to brush his teeth and take his bath. He didn't waste any time in the bathroom. He dried his body and wore his red tailored business suit. He was wearing his watch when Daniella woke up from her sleep. She sat up and stretched her body. "Where are you going this early morning?" She asked when she saw he was wearing a suit. "I received an urgent message from my company. I need to go and handle something important," Desmond answered. "I hope everything is fine." She asked. "Yeah, everything is under control." He replied. "Under control? That means something is wrong. What is that?" Daniella asked. "It's not something serious. We will talk about it when I come back." He leaned towards her and kissed her on the forehead. Daniella feigned concern, hiding the excitement bubbling insid
That night, after Desmond and Daniella were done taking their dinner, they retired back to the bedroom. Desmond was expecting Daniella to change into a sexy nightgown for the night, but she climbed onto the bed, wearing her silk trousers."I think it's better to wear your sexy gown tonight. It's our wedding night, baby." Desmond suggested, trying to sound romantic, but Daniella was uninterested."But this is what I want to wear tonight. I don't want to wear down." Daniella replied, and Desmond was surprised that she disagreed. She was supposed to know that a wedding night is a romantic night for a couple. Desmond had assumed that Daniella would be eager to celebrate their wedding night in a romantic way, but he was wrong."Remember that this is our wedding night. It's supposed to be the most romantic moment of our lives." He moved closer and tried to touch her, and she gently pushed his hand away. "What are you trying to do?""Stop acting like you don't know what I want. This is our w
About thirty minutes later, Anabel was preparing to take her bath when her phone rang. She checked, and it was Sylvester again. She took a deep breath and answered the call. Her suspicions were already weighing heavily on her mind."Hello, babe. So what is the update? What is your plan?" She asked."Babe, I have spoken to the doctor. He said that Vanessa cannot be transferred to another hospital." He replied."Why did he say so?" Anabel asked."He said she might not survive the transfer. Besides, this hospital is the best in the city." Sylvester replied, and Anabel smiled and shook her head. She had seen it coming. Nobody needs to tell her that Sylvester's insistence on keeping Vanessa in the same hospital despite her alternative suggestion was a sign that Desmond must be telling the truth. His response heightened her suspicions.She couldn't ignore the growing doubt, though she decided to press further. "But babe, the hospital I mentioned has a great reputation and can perform the tr
When she was done, the priest asked for the rings, and they exchanged them, sealing their promises to each other."With this ring, I thee wed," Desmond said and slid the ring onto Daniella's finger."With this ring, I take you as my husband." Daniella did as Desmond did, and the priest continued from where he stopped."By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." The priest said. "You may kiss the bride."Desmond leaned in and kissed Daniella. The guests erupted in applause and cheers. Daniella broke the kiss, and they turned, facing the guest with smiles on their faces.As they walked down the aisle together, hand in hand, Daniella felt like she had finally done it. Desmond glanced at his mother and Bella, who, despite their initial reservations, were now clapping and smiling for him.Despite the underlying tension and the secrets Daniella harbored, she was dancing happily with Desmond. After the celebration, they entered their car to leave.Daniella was so happy
A few hours ago, Anabel was about to finalize the transaction when her phone buzzed with a new message notification. She paused and decided to check the message first. She read the first paragraph and realized It was from Desmond.She got curious and began to read the rest of the text. In the message, Desmond was warning her about Sylvester and Vanessa, claiming that the entire situation was a setup to get money from her."Why is he now concerned about my life? I thought he doesn't give a fuck about me. And...there's no way I'm going to believe this. Maybe he doesn't want me to help them. Sylvester can never deceive me this way. He loves me." She mumbled. She had always trusted Sylvester, and the thought of him betraying her seemed impossible."Desmond must be jealous of him." She feigned ignorance and returned to the transaction. But as she was about to send the money, she hesitated.Desmond's text echoed in her mind again. Could he be telling the truth? Anabel's hand trembled as she