All Chapters of An affair with my billionaire boss (seducing his maid): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

In the club where Stephen took Quinn to, she watched him from where she stood, watched how he gesticulated with his hands as he was in some sort of heated argument with a young man. As she watched, all she could wish for was that he would get into a fight with the young man, and that the young man would beat him up...just the way she had wanted to for a long time. Giggling at the stray thoughts she was having, she literally giggled her way up to her dance floor, where Henry had told her to wait. She was excited to see him after a few days of torture and annoyance with Stephen. After a few minutes of waiting patiently for her husband, her heart once again leapt with joy for what seemed like the second time today when she saw Henry walking towards her with a newly found bounce in his steps. Henry was wearing a fancy mask, one that accentuated his face and matched the color of his shirt. She thought he looked handsome. As soon as he saw her, he smiled. A bright smile. O

Many months later. Quinn gasped in awe, and glanced at Richard, her grandfather, who looked even more excited than she was. Her heart was filled with so much joy, and with it, came the feeling of fulfillment that she had always craved for all her life… the feeling of serenity and peace at last. Quinn hugged herself, the smile tugging at her lips refused to falter as she stared at Henry’s handsome face. This was unbelievable! Nobody could believe how long had passed during the short time and how it has suddenly become months that Henry has been hospitalized… and now, he is fine! Emelda's father was fine! Fine at last, and fine enough to come home. "I'm so happy for you, Quinn!" Richard cooed, making her smile even more. It was time to leave the hospital. As they all strutted out of the hospital, walking side by side, all Quinn could think about was finally having a normal life. The thought made her shiver with excitement — Stephen hadn't disturbed them in a

The next morning. Early morning breeze blew gently against her face and she smiled as she stared at Henry’s handsome face; the face she’d grown to love so dearly. They both sat, naked but unashamed. Quinn was basking in the goodness of the morning while Henry was sad, worried that Quinn was still keeping things from him. He simply pulled her close to him, wrapped his large hands around her body and slapped his lips against hers. He kissed her like she was wine and he was thirsty; He savored every moment, drank in her fruity goodness and got drunk in it until only her soft moans were all that could be heard. He pulled her into himself, kissing and licking his way down her body and peppering hot feverish kisses everywhere he could touch and everywhere his lips could be, and smirked in satisfaction as she writhed under his skillful hands. They rode into ecstasy shortly after that with Quinn crying like a baby after being pampered while Henry simply grunted as words were not en

Days later. Henry walked in angrily. Suddenly, the room felt too hot and too stuffy for him to breathe comfortably. In anger, he loosened his tie, took a few cufflinks off and threw them into his pants pockets as he stared at the doorway which wasn’t opening like it was supposed to. It was way past the time Quinn said that she was going to come home, way past the time she was supposed to walk in, but she was nowhere to be found. At first, he had tried reassuring himself by saying that she was probably held down by her classy makeup artist because she had always wanted to look exceptionally good for her wedding, but now it was beginning to feel different. Henry felt weird and bothered. He couldn’t stand the wait anymore. A tiny voice in his head whispered to him that this was her way of escaping, her way of running away after everything they had been through but he couldn’t bring himself to believe that. Quinn wasn’t one to run or shy away from her problems, and ev

As Henry threatened, he heard the policeman gulp in fear. He could clearly see how he visibly shook right in front of him and he smirked, knowing fully well that he had inculcated fear into his spine. “Henry!” Henry heard someone desperately call out his name and from the tone of voice, he didn’t need to turn around to know that it was grandfather Richard. He begrudgingly turned around, with the gun still pointed at the police officers and rolled his eyes when he saw the deep scowl etched on the old man’s face. Grandfather was pissed, but so was he! Grabbing at Henry's upper arm, Richard yelled like he would to a toddler throwing tantrums; “Why would you come all the way here just to assault an officer, Henry?! You even went as far as pointing a gun at them! Don’t you know what could happen to you for doing something like tha—?” “I do not care about what happens to me!” Henry growled in anger, “…all I wanted was to find out if they had any idea of where Quinn could b