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I stare at Pete in shock, my vision begins to blur,

“How could you do this to me?”

“I trusted you” I shrink at him.

“No! no! no! This can’t be happening” I say in panic.

I turn to stare at the empty cup of orange juice. I have always stayed away from anything drugs; I don’t want to end up like my mum. She could never resist a good time and drugs were always included. She had a boyfriend that got her hooked and although she tries to hide it , she is addicted. It’s one of the reasons she can’t stay single for long, she needs money to feed her addiction and working is not an option.

Although Pete can’t stay without being high, I have never complained because he promised to keep it away from me. He kept his promise until today. How can Pete do this to me, especially after spending the last two months recovering from the last incident? I wish I never came back that day but he sent the nurse after me and apologized so sweetly and I fell for it again.

Pete just keeps looking at me, very calmly with a smirk on his face

“Babe, I just gave you something to relax, you are too uptight”

“You kept tensing up babes, it was messing with my mojo “

He starts to pull me into his lap.

Feeling lightheaded, I resist and stagger forward strong arms steadying me from behind.

“Easy sweet girl“

I turn to look at Robert and unconsciously my body reacts to his touch and voice even in this state. How many more embarrassing situations will he bear witness to, at this point I can. Barely face him.

Over the past two months, my crush on Robert has intensified. Our daily dinner has become my favorite part of the day, although he has never made any advance towards me. Sometimes there is this look on his face that shows he might feel something for me too or it might just be my wishful thinking, he probably thinks of me as a child, and with the level of woman available to him, I can never measure up. Robert is so smart and insightful, I started bringing my school work after dinner. he has been nothing but patient and smart. I can see how he built such a successful empire.

“What happened and why are your eyes glazed over, what did you take”

he demands in a voice, I have come to recognize as his angry voice. His voice makes me realize that my mind is falling a haze. I feel very hot and aroused.

“Dad, let her be, she is just overreacting.”

“I gave her a little something to take the edge off, she was being too frigid earlier, and I couldn’t cum” Pete says

I can feel Robert’s anger radiating from behind me.

Pete’s father is what one considers a hot stud. He is young for a man with a son, just 40 years old. From what Pete told me, Robert had him when he was just 18. He looks like a man in his early 30s, a very handsome man with auburn, curly hair, striking brown eyes, a very chiseled jawline, and a full beard. He is also a billionaire, one of the youngest in the country. People say Robert built his company from the ground up and because of that, he is vicious, cutthroat, and dangerous especially when he sets his mind on something.

I sway backward, my body suddenly feeling hot, falling against Robert. He tucks me into the crook of his arm and for some reason, although he is vibrating with anger, I feel safe. Being so close, I can smell Robert after shave, he probably just had a bath. My traitorous body starts getting excited and flushed, I start to feel a delightful sensation in my pussy. Subconsciously, I lean closer and bit back a moan. I want to sink into Roberts warmth and I want him to do wicked things to my body, oh gosh why do I feel I could combust in estacy just by being close to Robert.

“Oh my God, what did Pete put in my drink”. I say groaning.

“What the hell did you put in her drink?”

“Why does she look so flustered and out of it “

“How come you never learn from your mistakes?”

Robert barks at his son.

Pete jumps immediately to his feet, he fears his father and resents him at the same time, I always wondered why.

Even during his sickness, whenever Robert was home or stopped by to check on him, Pete always behaved properly.

“Nothing too strong Dad, just a mild cocktail”

“It will wear off in some hours”

“She will be perfectly fine soon”

Pete responds.

Roberts points his finger at his son shouting.

“I warned you that your next actions will have consequences”

“But you always choose to test me “

“You better pray she comes out of this intact.”

He picks me up, carrying me into the house, I can feel his ripped muscles from underneath his shirt. I know Robert stays in shape and uses the in-house gym but knowing and feeling it are two different things. I am wearing just a bikini and the contrast between my soft skin and his hard muscles is delicious. I rest my head on his shoulders.

“Don’t worry sweet girl, you will be fine.”

“I am taking you to my room and then I will call the doctor”

I secretly love it when he calls me sweet girl, it is a nickname that stuck during these two months and right now it is sending a sensual sensation to my breast. Robert readjusts me in his arms as he climbs the stairs, this action brings my breasts directly in contact with his chest and his beard tickles my cheek.

I moan and rub myself against him, purring in pleasure.

He stops in his tracks and freezes.