"Did you call for me?" Sheira entered Rey's office after receiving permission.
"Come here," Rey said, his expression cold and unwelcoming. Sheira swallowed hard, acutely aware of the menacing vibe emanating from Rey.
"I didn't expect to find a traitor among my staff," Rey emphasized each word with a heavy weight.
Feeling increasingly anxious, Sheira struggled to steady herself, worried that Rey had uncovered her secret mission that had brought her to his office. Rey approached her and stood directly behind her. Lost in her thoughts, Sheira failed to notice his intentions. Suddenly, Rey grabbed Sheira's wrist, locking it behind her back.
"It seems that not only are you cheap, but you're also a fool," he whispered harshly.
"W-Wait, Mr. I can—" Sheira choked on her words, but Rey quickly interrupted her.
"What can you do? Ruin my life?"
Sheira's eyes widened in shock at his accusation. Moments later, Rey shoved her forward, forcing her to bend over his desk. He continued to restrain her, pressing her cheek against the surface while keeping her hands locked behind her. With one hand gripping her shoulder, he made it clear that she had no chance of escaping.
"Don't kid yourself. Women like you are only here to satisfy my desires. You will never have me!" Sheira was taken aback by Rey's words, but her shock intensified as he crossed a line, pulling up her skirt and lowering her underwear.
"Sir, what do you want?" Sheira asked in a panic, but she found herself unable to move. Despite her strong urge to resist, it was overwhelmed by Rey's formidable presence, especially now that he was enveloped in anger. Rey let out a quiet chuckle.
"What do I want? Naturally, you should follow your own desires. Is this truly what you want?" Rey opened his pants, and pulled out his genitals, then he rubbed his own in between the thighs of Sheira that was exposed. Sheira grabbed the tip of the table tightly, for the sake of holding himself.
"Please, sir! I beg you, I'm sorry!" Sheira pleaded as she struggled to be set free.
"Once a traitor, always a traitor," he replied sharply, forcing her thighs apart with his feet.
"It hurts...!" Sheira's screams only seemed to fuel Rey's relentless treatment. She felt the pain intensifying as he compelled her to comply with his demands.
"Embrace your punishment!" he growled.
-//-
Both of them were still panting. Sheira's eyes were clouded with fatigue; she felt weak, exhausted, and drowsy from the brutal ordeal she had just experienced.
Rey treated Sheira with disdain, offering her no forgiveness. He cursed and hurt her, forcing her into an intimate situation that she could not enjoy at all. Unbeknownst to him, Rey had become increasingly addicted to Sheira's body, and despite his emotions, he failed to realize how often he touched her. Just as he was about to engage with her for the third time, his cellphone rang, interrupting their encounter.
Rey chuckled, annoyed that his phone had interrupted his current activities.
"Sorry to disturb you, sir. Ma'am Bella has complained about your missed calls, and she's currently on her way to the office," came the voice from the other end. After the call, Rey tossed his cellphone onto the chair in frustration.
"What bad luck!"
-//-
"Hey, honey, I'm here!" Bella beamed as she entered Rey's office. Rey, rubbing his temples, replied,
"How many times do I need to say it? You don't need to come here just to bring me lunch."
"But I wanted to cook for you," she insisted.
"You could have sent the driver to bring it," he said.
"Why don't you want me here?" Rey sighed, exasperated by Bella's stubbornness. Seeing her swollen belly made him even more concerned about their baby. He didn't want anything to jeopardize the well-being of Bella's child, especially with all the complications that seemed to arise.
"I'm tired, Bella. Why do I have to keep explaining this to you?" Rey's frustration was evident, though he turned his gaze away.
"Babe..." Bella set down the lunch she had prepared and moved behind Rey's chair, resting her hand on his shoulder.
"I just want to make sure you're eating well and not getting lost in your work. I also want to spend time with you since you're often working late. I also thought about how he cried..." Bella whispered softly into Rey's ear.
"What if we stole a moment here?"
"Bella, enough!" Rey exclaimed, breaking free from her embrace and standing up. His face flushed with anger, and he pointed an accusing finger in the air.
"Don't forget why I married you. I won't tolerate this kind of behavior." Bella was taken aback by his words; it felt as though a heavy weight had settled in her chest, tightening painfully as she struggled to hold back tears. Her lips quivered as she fought to contain her sobs.
"Rey, I believe you're starting to love me. Perhaps I'm hoping for something impossible," Bella replied, wiping the tears that streaked her cheeks. Without waiting for a response, she chose to leave the room, feeling heartbroken, disheartened, and wounded.
Rey sank back into his chair, gazing off into the distance with a storm of emotions swirling inside him. Back in her car, Bella slammed the door shut, startling the man sitting inside. He raised an eyebrow at her, noticing the fierce anger etched across her face.
"What's got you so fired up? Why are you back so soon? Did you deliver lunch?" he asked.
"you have to understand. Rey has been insulting me, and he just crossed the line. I can't take it anymore; I want to divorce him and be with you, James." She clung to his arm, recounting the events that had just unfolded.
James chuckled softly, "Calm down, Bella. You're still pregnant after all."
"James, remember? This is your child," Bella replied, gesturing to her stomach.
"Unfortunately, that fool Rey knows it's mine too. Besides, if you play your cards right while pregnant, you can benefit from Rey's wealth. If we act smart, we could claim his assets, which he believes are going to his biological child—your baby. So let's be patient," James said, gently stroking her cheek.
"Okay, I'll try to stay patient. It's for our future, for you and our child," Bella said, managing a smile as her lover's comforting presence lifted her spirits.
"Honey, I really miss you," Bella said. She wrapped her arms around James, and they embraced tightly before leaning in for an intimate kiss that lingered until they were both breathless.
Moments later, they kissed again, this time with more passion. James trailed kisses down Bella's neck, teasing her without crossing any boundaries. Feeling playful, Bella opened James's pants, her hand starting to explore mischievously. Despite being pregnant, Bella found ways to satisfy James, even if just with her touch.