LUCASShe approached the desk, and sat on it. To my surprise, she closed her legs.“Daddy,” she called in a light, sultry voice.“Yes, baby.” I responded,“I want a thousand dollars for treating you right,” she said,I was about to dispute when she slowly opened her legs. I looked down to find her juice dripping down her legs.Fuck.“Make it good, and I'll double it.” “You promise?” “Yeah,” I responded, with my eyes still between her legs.She dipped her hands in her pussy, and sucked on the juice.“Let me touch you,” “No. I want you to watch me, and watch me good.” She picked up her vibrator. I watched as she inserted it within her, and it moved in circles. Her vulva vibrated, as she played around.She arched her back up, raising her feet so that her knees were bent.We maintained eye contact as she picked up the large, fat dildo, and shoved it within her.It slid in. Out. In.She closed her eyes, and bit her lower tongue.“Fuck,” she muttered, grabbing the edge of the desk with
LEAHJesus Christ.Scarlett on Lucas on the office desk.Heck no.I turned around and walked out of the office, slamming the door behind me.As soon as I walked out, I noticed a few eyes on me.“What are you looking at?”I barked at them, “do you get paid to sit and gossip?” They all scrambled, and I walked into my office.As soon as I arrived, I took a seat. Lucas had given me one of those transparent offices, and while it was safer, I would have preferred having a crash out in silence. I closed my eyes, sighing deeply.That was one memory that I would never be able to get out of my head.I sighed, and then exhaled.I picked up my phone, and stared at the text from Scarlett.“Mr Lucas is in the office, and he's asking of you.” The text read,Why did she send that text to me when she knew they would be doing something so disgusting?And worse, it was in the office. Couldn't they get a room?I hissed, booting my laptop.“Ew.” I spat out, once more. I gritted my teeth as I looked at t
LEAHMy eyes bulged, and my throat closed up, as his grip tightened.I watched him undo his zipper, and tears formed below my eyes.“Lucas please,” I started to plead, “Lucas,”My heart was racing, and my pupils, popped.“Shut the fuck up!” He slammed my head on the wall.A sharp pain coursed through, and I closed my eyes, as my knees bent.“Mr Irving, the-” Scarlett's words paused as soon as she opened the door.She looked at me, and then at Lucas. We locked eyes for a minute, and I watched Lucas recoil.As expected, he wasn't sympathetic. He picked up his trousers, and adjusted them on his waist.“What do you want?” He asked, buckling up.“I... I came to remind you that your meeting is scheduled to begin in less than ten minutes, and our clients are already making complaints.” her eyes wavered to me.“Tell them I'll be thirty minutes late.” He responded, adjusting his shirt.Scarlett's eyes remained on me. “I...” Her voice trailed as she was still intent on looking at me.“What the
LEAHSoon enough, we arrived at a gate. I read the inscription on the wall to find out we had arrived at Drew's house.“I thought you were taking me home,” I croaked out,“No. Francis is not around, and you have no one there. You'll stay here until you're comfortable with being alone.” He responded,I nodded. The strength to argue had eluded me. We drove into his compound, and I was helped down from the car.As I looked around, I was impressed. For a single man, Drew had taken out the time to carve his home. He had a garden by the side, flowers of different colors were planted, and I could see some colorful butterflies. On another area, there was a football pitch, and judging by Drew's interests, I could tell there'd be a basketball court somewhere. “Do you have a race track here?” I asked,He looked at me, then raised a brow, “one hundred meters. Runs from my house, through the private street, and finally back here. You'd be running in circles.” He explained,I didn't mind runnin
LEAHI scooted on my seat, giving him space to sit. “I was bored, and your gardens caught my eyes when I came in.” He nodded, rolling the sleeves of his shirt. I looked at the veins on his hands.“How long have you been here?” He asked, looking around.“I don't know.” I responded.I knew we were both trying to avoid the elephant in the room, and as much as I had been offended earlier for not talking about it, I wasn't comfortable with it.“What was she like?” I asked,Drew's eyes squinted as he watched the portrait, “sad.”I turned to him.“She was sad,” he repeated, still looking at the portrait.His face wasn't squeezed, or molded in anger, and his voice sounded transparent. There was no iota of hurt there.“If you don't mind me asking, why was she said?”“I don't mind you asking, my father liked to air his dirty laundry in the public.” He took a pause, “She was a baby machine. There was always an extra stitch after every delivery.” He looked at me. “You should be grateful you nev
LEAH“You're gawking,” Drew's statement pulled me from my train of thoughts. I didn't even bother trying to deny it, but I quickly diverted my eyes to the canvas.I looked to find out he had already started making background paintings. How long had I been gawking?I looked outside, noting how dark it had gotten. The sky had been covered with extremely dark clouds.“This rain might be intense,” I said,He looked outside, and then nodded. “It's still not too late for you to-”The downpour began. “Well, it's too late now.” He corrected himselfTo my surprise, the rain hadn't started slowly. It poured furiously. I looked around the glasshouse, and started to understand what Drew had been trying to warn me about. The rain splashed on the doors, windows, and walls. It was so furious, that I almost panicked it would take the house down.“You have no reason to worry. Rain can't bring this house down,” he said,I turned to find him dipping a paint brush in a can.He didn't seem to care, an
LEAHMy chest heaved slightly as I watched his eyes roam through me. He cupped my cheek, pulling me closer. I placed my lips on his, and he kissed me slowly. His tongue moved slowly within me. I leaned backwards, giving him more access to me.He moaned slightly, as two of his fingers went into me.He stroked me gently, as his kiss intense.Now, he wasn't hungry or rough. He was smooth, and careful.I dug my hands into his hair, moving in random motion. I broke our kiss, taking another look at his beautiful face.“No feelings attached,”“No feelings attached,” he confirmed.He, slowly, aided me to lay on the table. I laid in anticipation, as he touched my thighs. Right there, he slowly ore my panties off. I tried to stabilize my breath as he raised both my legs up, placing them on his shoulders.He kissed my stomach.I took in a deep breath as the warmth of his lips touched me. His tongue moved swiftly within me.“Uh,” I moaned silently, gripping the wood.His tongue twisted withi
LEAH“Take this,” Drew handed over his shirt to me.I received it gently, pulling it over me.I watched as he slipped into his trousers, and buckled up his belt.It had stopped raining, and the clouds were beginning to clear up.I looked at Drew one last time, and our eyes locked.“Are you okay?” He asked,I could hear the care in his voice, but couldn't see it in his actions.There was obviously no feelings attached to what had just happened, but I tried to decipher what kind of emotion I was feeling. It felt like...satisfaction.I was actually satisfied with this.“I'm good,” I responded,I got off the table, and walked to pick up my trousers, but just like my shirt, my trousers had been deeply stained, and torn in the process.I looked at my legs. Drew's shirt hadn't done a great deal, but my ass was covered. It was good enough, and would suffice.“Let's get you inside. You probably need a hot drink or something to keep you warm.” He said to me,I nodded, and followed him out of th
LEAH“You're joking, right?”I shook my head. “I'm not. I'm serious, I want to adopt a child.”“And you want me to be the co parent,” he completed,“Exactly.”“No.”“Why?” I cocked my head, “I thought we were a team?” He closed his eyes, then I heard a deep groan. “Why do you want a child?”“Because she's important to me.”“Whose child do you want to adopt?”“Yours.” He was silent for a second. He leaned back on his chair, then finally leaned towards me. I was still by the door, with it slightly adjusted.“That's Kate's child,” he corrected,I clenched my jaw, biting back the words.“What do you say? Are you with me on this or not?”“I'm not with you on anything. You want to adopt a child? Go on, I'm not stopping you, but I won't be a part of it.”“This is your child!”“It's Kate's child.”My lips parted, and I was about to preach on how insensitive he was, but I clamped my lips shut. It was Lucas. Why had I expected better?I turned around, and walked out of his office.As soon as
LEAH“I'll work on it,”He didn't respond, but with a huff, he was out of the office.Lucas walked in immediately, “what did your uncle want?” “Since when did we become a team?” I snarled,He walked in fully, and closed the door behind him.I looked through the glass, ensuring he knew that everyone could see him. He tucked at his suit, and straightened his shoulders.“We need to be a team. Your uncle is the enemy, not me.”I glared at him, but didn't say a word as I retreated back to my seat.“Do you like your position in this company?”“Why? Do you want to take that away too? Haven't you taken enough from me?”“I'm not taking anything. Just listen to me. I can give you a permanent spot at this table, but you and I know your uncle is the common enemy. One chance, and he'll displace us permanently.”I looked him dead in the eye, “There is no way in hell you're trying to negotiate my father's company with me.”“Look, I'm not negotiating, I'm just-”I saw the desperation in his eyes, a
LEAH“I'm staying for the meeting, but please help me reach out to Drew's home, and see if you can speak to him.”“Alright, do you have any message you want me to pass on?”“No,” I shook my head, slightly, “just let him know that I'm checking in.” She walked out abruptly.I took one look at my phone, and typed in Martina's name on the search bar. She was the first to come up.As I scrolled through, I searched for whatever I could use to debunk whatever he was trying to do.Martina had a master's degree in finance and accounting. A first class degree. She was good.I had submerged myself into reading her profile, until Mary's voice pulled me off guard.“I called, and Mr Drew is not home.” Where the hell could he have gone to?“Were you informed on where he could be?” I asked,“Yes, he's at work.”I released a deep sigh, as I pinched my forehead. “Don't worry about it, thank you.” She nodded, and walked out.The intercom buzzed, and I heard Scarlett's voice.“We are all expected to
LEAH“Why are you staring at me?” He asked with his eyes semi closed.I shook my head, “nothing.” I didn't bother lying.“You should get dressed and go to work.”“You're not fine, I'm not leaving you here.”“I have a hundred staff here,” he argued, “I'm sure I'll be fine.”“I'm not leaving.”He glared at me, “go to work. There are already whispers about you, missing a day will give them a topic.”I didn't want to move an inch, but he had bit the bullet at the right point.I walked into my closet. I heard the doctor's voice as he came in, and I blocked their voices out.Soon enough, I had picked what I wanted to wear, and I changed into it.As I walked out of the room, Drew's eyes met mine one more time. “Get well soon,” I wished,He nodded, and I left the house.I knew I was an hour late for work. Eyes had lingered on me as I walked into the office. Mary ran to my side as soon as she sighted me. She smiled at me politely, “Good morning, ma'am. Let me help with your bag.” She offered
LEAH“I can't make any decisions right now. I'm going to bed, and you should too.”“Okay. Fine.” He didn't argue,I ended the call abruptly.As I wrapped the bed sheet over myself, sleep cuddled me like a warm blanket.THE NEXT MORNING.The blaring sound of the alarm woke me the next morning. With a groan, I picked up my phone, and swiped it off. What was even the time? I looked at the clock. Five am. It was good enough, I could start preparing for work.I got off the bed, and was about heading into the shower when I recalled none of the maids had brought in my outfit for today last night.Drew's perfectly worming team had forgotten my clothes, but they were somehow perfect at gossiping.I sucked in my teeth, and opened the door.To my surprise, a body fell on the floor. My pupils widened as his head hit the carpet.“Drew!” I screamed out, surprised.His eyelids flickered twice, and then a silent groan escaped his lips.In a bid to help him up, I grabbed his arms. His temperature h
LAEL“I've solved your problems”I opened my eyes immediately. He walked past me, and towards the bench.I closed my lips, and wiped the shame from them.The lights were dim, but bright enough for me to see his full physique. He took off the black gloves on his hands.“What do you mean?” I asked, not moving.“Your problem, I solved it.”“What problem?” “The murder accusation.” He replied, as he threw the leather gloves into the trash can.“How?” That was all I could ask. Nothing seemed to make any sense.He started to unbutton his equally black shirt, “Do you really want to know how?” “Yes,” He grunted, as he took the shirt off, and tossed it into the trash can too. He then took off his socks, and shoes. They got the same fate as the rest of his clothings.“Call a guard for me,”“No.”His eyes flickered, “Don't be stubborn, call a guard.”I refused to move.He sighed, picked up his phone, and I heard the buzzing sounds.“Boss,” I could hear his right hand’s voice.“Come to the gard
LEAHHe didn't say a word to me as he walked off.I heard his footsteps disappear, and I walked to the living room.Less than a minute later, his car revved. The metals of the gate clanked on each other, and his car soon disappeared from the compound.I touched my lips gently, still able to feel Francis's lips. What had I done? No. What did he do?He kissed me in his brother's house!He was married, and he kissed me in his brother's home.I took a deep breath, trying to stabilize myself. This was all shades of wrong.I headed straight for my room. It was impossible to deal with everything at the moment.As soon as I laid on the bed, I picked up my phone, and scrolled through. Kristy had made a post from my account.With a picture attached, she wrote,“I have heard your concerns, and I have seen your posts. The slander, the defense- all of it. Here I am to clear the airIt is not a rare occasion for someone of my stature to be seen at a police station. Was I escorted by two cops? Yes
LEAHI squirmed uncomfortably in my seat as the conversation moved forward.Xander brought up the issues to expect, and then so did Vivian.Kristy immediately got to work, typing furiously on her phone. Not once did she look up,nor acknowledge the rest of the conversation. I liked her at that moment.“With all that has been said, and done, I believe this meeting has come to a considerable end.” Drew acknowledged.They all nodded.“Have a goodnight,”One after the other, the room was emptied. Drew, Francis, and I were the last three.Francis stared deeply at his brother who refused to acknowledge his presence.“Dad wants to see all of us”Francis winced, “why?” “Why?” He chuckled, “Take a good guess.” His reply was crisp.“Is he coming to us, or are we going to see him?” Francis enquired, yet again.“I came to you,” a deep voice replied.I turned to find their father standing at the doorway.We all rose to our feet immediately.“Dad,” Francis's voice shook slightly.His father walked
LEAH“Let's get a seat.” I said to all of them.We headed to the dinning. Drew, upon hearing our voices, came in.He occupied the head of the table, whilst bus brother sat at his right hand.The dining room could hold twelve, and we all occupied it.“Good evening, everyone.” Drew addressed, as his eyes roamed from me to the others. “I believe we all have an idea of what we are here to do.” There was no comment. He cleared his throat, and continued, “Mrs Irving is under a serious accusation. Murder, to be precise.” He turned to Vivian, “give us the legal details.”She raised her chin, “Today being the nineteenth of April, Mrs Leah Irving was served papers on the accusation of her former acquaintance, Kate.” She paused, “Although there has been no official arrest, she was invited to the station to make a statement. As at one pm, Mrs Leah was present at the station, and at two-thirty the interview began. An hour later, she was released. Under normal circumstances, she was to be in a cel