Marrying my high school bully

Dexter

She followed me into the office, her ragged pants resonating in the room. I couldn’t deny how proud I felt watching her stand up to Emilia. She got whatever she deserved and there was no way I’d punish Lorraine for it.

I’d come to their floor just to watch her practice when I saw Emilia hurling insults at her. I wanted to step in so badly, but I didn’t need to as Lorraine showed everyone that she couldn’t be messed with.

And Emilia, she was all talk without strength. It was good for her.

“Aren’t you going to scold me? I broke a rule.” She said flatly, her voice calmer than I expected it to be.

I reeled around on my executive chair. “Right now, I’m your boss and not your husband. You won’t tell me what to do.”

She snorted and stomped her foot on the ground, biting her lips. She wasn’t even afraid of what I could do to her. One word and her career would be over, yet she wasn’t scared?

“Alright, I’m sorry for what happened back there. Emilia got on my nerves and I was tired of her trampling on me at any given opportunity. How could she say such horrendous things in front of my colleagues?” She spat, her eyes blazing with fury once again.

I had to do something or she might just return to beating Emilia up again. This angry and brave Lorraine turned me on and it took all my self will not to bend her over my desk and fuck her into calmness.

She sighed, realising that she had been rambling without getting a response. “Say something, Dexter.” She cried impatiently.

“I’m proud of what you did out there.” I replied sincerely.

Her forehead was creased with doubt as her eyes narrowed. “Huh?”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“It’s the truth.” I simply said. “She was due for some serious spanking and since I couldn’t get the job done myself, I was glad you did it.”

She gasped, a smile crashing on her beautiful face. “Oh God. You don’t know how tense I was. You should have said something.” She sighed in relief.

“Yeah, that’s because I was pondering on how to make everyone think I’m mad at you, but don’t worry, I’ll sort it out.”

“Can I leave now?” She asked.

I licked my lips, my eyes taking in her tight pants and sleeveless crop top. Even after the fight, she still looked so breathtaking I was moments away from plunging my dick into her.

I swallowed and adjusted my tie. “Sure, you can return.” I managed to say.

She didn’t go away as I expected, but she kept staring at me, her eyes scrutinising every inch of my body until it got to my lower end where she gulped. “Is this why you’re suddenly uneasy?” Her surprise turned into desire as she looked around and bit her lower lip.

She came closer, her hips swaying as she moved. God, she was so sexy and I kept wondering why I didn’t notice this. Or maybe I did, I just ignored it because of how angry I was at her.

“Ummm… I-I.. I think you should leave now. ” I stuttered.

I couldn’t believe I was stuttering. She was making me lose my mind.

Her fingers slid around my neck as she raised her brows. “Are you sure you want me to leave?”

This woman would be the death of me. I took a deep and aroused breath and moved away from her. “Anyone can barge in on us and that will make things more complicated.”

She flashed a questioning glance at me.

Okay. Wrong answer.

I was the boss and no one would dare barge into my office asides Emilia who didn’t give a damn about courtesy. She was supposed to be undergoing some treatment if she wasn’t here yet, and the glass walls of my office weren’t see-through so I could have as many rounds as I wanted with her and no one would notice.

Disappointment flickered in her eyes. “Alright, I’ll leave. Stella would be waiting for me anyways.”

I took a few steps and grabbed her waist, hugging her from behind. “I’m not sending you away, Lorraine, I just want to clear up what happened.” I explained.

“Are you sure you aren’t loathing me again?” Fear rang hard in her shrill voice.

“You make it impossible to do that.” I assured her. “Say what. Once all of this is over, come back here and wait for me. I might be hooked in a meeting so you can do whatever you want, but I promise to be fast about it and come back to you.” I promised.

Seeing the flames of lust in her eyes fanned my own desire. My dick was painfully hard. It was throbbing and craved for her sex like a drug.

Funny how I wasn’t able to think of anyone but her. Her scent, her beautiful smile, everything about her had saturated my mind and at every given opportunity, I just wanted to be close to her.

“Whatever you say, husband.” She drawled and squeezed my balls before stalking out.

A groan escaped my lips as I almost decided to get off with the thought of her, but I didn’t do it. Delayed gratification was always sweeter at the end of the day.

I brought out my phone and called an old friend. It was something I’d been meaning to do ever since I rewatched the video Blake showed me.

After Liam came to see Lorraine that day, I began to feel really disturbed that she might have actually been saying the truth. The both of them felt very uneasy when I stylishly brought up the topic so they could be hiding something.

“Colter.” His grim, nonchalant voice came on the line.

My lips curved in a smirk before I responded. He was always the same. “Hi, Wyatt. Dexter.” I replied flatly and the line went silent.

“You, bastard. Have I finally come to your remembrance this afternoon or do you have a job for me?” He replied in a relaxed tone.

Wyatt was always about business even when I was just checking up on him. I couldn’t blame him anyways. He was a renowned private investigator, ex-Special forces which explained why he was good at what he did.

After his fiance died in the hands of a serial killer just because of a mission he couldn’t avoid, he retired and went deep neck into getting information that even the forces couldn’t gather.

We met in college and seeing the fire in his eyes then, I knew he would be something and I wasn’t wrong.

“Truthfully, I need your help.” I admitted.

“Bring it on.”

I told him about the video and the hunch I had about Lorraine being drugged, then asked him to track the man in the video down so I could ask some personal questions. “Are you game?” I asked, knowing he would never refuse me.

“Did you really have to ask?”

It was absolutely normal for Wyatt to reply to my question with another question. “Thank you for this. It’s really important.”

He scoffed, a huffing sound audible to me. “Stop sounding like a woman, Dex, it feels so cheesy I can’t even stand it. I’m busy right now but expect an update from me tomorrow morning. Ciao.” The line dropped dead as I chuckled.

He was still the same old Wyatt.

I rang my secretary and asked her to bring Emilia over. It was time to straighten things out with her.