Sex With My Billionaire Boss

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Blackmailed.

Kathleen lay weakly on her bed. It was already nighttime.

At least that jerk was kind enough to bring her back home.

'Jerk.' She cursed for the umpteenth time.

She remembered what she said to him immediately she stepped out of the car.

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He had laughed it off and sneered instead. She had been surprised at his reaction; wasn't he afraid of

what she could do?

Was he underestimating her?

His next words had horrified her. He threatened to expose them to Henry. Kathleen had been visibly

shaken...

It was now her turn to beg Xander. He had even extorted money from her and also with the condition

that he could come over and fuck her whenever he wanted.

She turned uncomfortably on the bed. What had she gotten herself into?

"Henry is the cause of all this. He doesn't even fulfill his rights as my husband at all." Kathleen wasn't

happy at all. She wasn't even excited when she remembered they were already married.

It's been months now. Was he planning to live as a monk?

But she was Kathleen... How could a person who directed the activities of a whole conglomerate get

blackmailed easily?

She was going to get back at him... Soon enough.

"Just you wait, Xander." She dragged her weak body to the bathroom.

Someone she once had a crush on was now irritating her to annoying levels. She even felt like killing

him if she had a chance.

Turning on the shower,she stood under it. The water barely touched her when she darted away.

Pain...

Her whole body was on fire; he had injured fairly a bit of her skin.

'Fuck you Xander.' She tried showering; she couldn't possibly go to sleep like that could she?

She felt like a rape victim,if not worse...

Damn... How could a person enjoy hurting another?

A sadist through and through...

She stood under the shower again. As the water touched her bare skin, she ran out of the bathroom.

She gave up.

She went in search of a first aid kit. She had to dress her wounds, if it could be considered as one.

She soon came back with the first aid kit and carefully sat on the bed. Even her ass hurt.

She vowed never to engage in any form of rough sex. This experience wasn't a nice one at all...

She soon dressed her wounds and tiredly closed the kit. She placed it on the table beside her bed..

She was too tired to head back to the kitchen.

She stared at the starry night through her glass enclosed walls...

She wasn't even in a mood to admire it. She frustratedly turned around a few more times.

Her mind wandered to Xander. What if along the line he still decided to reveal everything to Henry?

Wasn't her marriage as good as ended?

However...

She was comforted by the fact that he didn't have any evidence against her whatsoever; she could just

deny everything.

Would Henry choose to believe a stranger over her? She knew he wasn't going to...

But...

What if he actually had evidence? What if he was just hiding it?

Xander had always been a calculative person; in fact that was one of the traits of his that Kathleen

actually admired.

Now, she couldn't help but wish he wasn't... How good would that be?

With a hiss, she turned off the lights..

.....

Kathleen shifted uncomfortably on the bed. For an hour now, she had been trying to get some rest but

she couldn't... But, wasn't she tired?

Wasn't she supposed to get some rest?

She opened her legs a bit wider; her pussy was smarting...

What was this?

Different plans began formulating on her mind as she thought of ways to deal with Xander.

Did he think he could hurt her and get away with it?

Never!

She was never going to allow him to... He was going to pay back double for the torturous experience

he made her go through today...

She wanted to call Henry... She couldn't fucking fall asleep!

Not that she wanted to tell him that but...

She desperately needed an assurance that he was still hers.

What if Xander already called him? Although she knew it wasn't possible, she couldn't help but think...

It hadn't been so long since they got married but she was already feeling insecure.

If she was already having sex, what about Henry himself? She refused to believe he could abstain from

sex for so long...

Was he a monk?

This was someone that satiated his sexual needs with his own maid while he already had a fiancee at

that time. Her...

Now they were married and he hadn't even touched her even once..

What if?...

What if he was actually having sex with someone else? How was she to know?

Well, she was already doing hers, and she was already repentant.

So...

If he was having an affair with someone else, he should better stop it before she found out.

Wait!!

Wasn't Quinn in California?

What if they already got back together?

That slut couldn't be trusted... At all... Not even a bit...

She suddenly felt thirsty...

She headed downstairs for a glass of water... How wouldn't she be thirsty?

She literally screamed her lungs out earlier today... Her eyes were even smarting...

.....

She opened the fridge and poured herself a glass of water.

Gently closing the fridge,she headed back to try to get some sleep.

Back on the bed, she continued contemplating if she could give Henry a call at that ungodly hour.

Wouldn't he get angry? A silly question...

He would probably be very mad at her if she disturbed his beauty sleep.

But what if he wasn't sleeping? What if he was currently banging some bimbo?

She didn't know why the thought kept occuring to her... But,she couldn't help it.

She felt Henry wasn't different from her,he also loved to have sex...

A playboy indeed...

However, she felt he didn't have the right to have an affair. Wasn't he the one that choose not to have

sex?

Wasn't he the one that made her hold back her desires for sometime?

Wasn't he the one that made her have sex with Xander? The sex that resulted in his blackmailing her?

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