Chapter 2 Bye, President Paxton!

Paxton's POV....

My eyes opened wide and bored into hers, I watched her moaned repeatedly at the deep, fierce movement of my hips. The pleasure....oh God, the pleasure was driving her crazy.

I was watching her face. My eyes were narrow and blazing with desires. My hands were on her hips, holding her gorgeous body in place while my body moved in and out of her, taking full ownership, possession of her.

"Paxton.....!! She moaned. She was incandescent with pleasure, her legs opened wilder to admit me, her hips lifted in a shivering arch to meet with mine.

She is my beloved Fiona. The woman I loved. I married her sister but it is Fiona I want.

Isn't it a fun game? I married her sister as his wife but she only be his wife in mouth and in paper, she will live the rest of her life by that title but she will never carry the position in his heart while Fiona will only be in his heart. Isn't that one of the cruelest punishment ever...

I hadn't touch Fiona like these for the past few days and she arched for me, her face mirrored his with rapt delight, her body followed every quick, sharp movement I make.

"Oh God, Fiona" I bit off and then I groaned as if pleasure sliced into me like a knife.

"Ohh.... fuck...! I need....you" I groaned harshly. Her eyes bored into mine as I angled my thrusts to hit that particular spot inside her pussy. With each blind thrust he made, she felt like she is burning up from the inside.

As I drove to our fulfilment, the rasp of my breath mingled with the sharp little moans pulsing out of her tight throat.

"Ohhh, Paxton" she groaned out, shivering now with every quick motion of my hips. "Faster! Faster...!" she cried out repeatedly, tethering on the spot.

I lowered my head on her chest to take a puckered nipples into my mouth, I rolled my tongue around her nipples severally, then I plunged in, I sucked hard on her nipple and when I withdraw from her, I will loose my mouth from the tortured nipple.

Plunge and suck. Withdraw and loose.

Plunge and suck. Withdraw and loose.

The feeling was intense and indescribable, her whole body started trembling as she felt her body coil tight like a coiled snake waiting to spring itself on a victim.

I seems to realize that she's about to fall off that pleasure cliff because I suddenly change my rhythm. I plunge in and sucked on her nipple.

A moan tore from her throat as she came apart around me, clutching me to herself and at the same time pulling me away. It was so intense that for a while she thought she was going to fall from the pleasure mixed with a little bit of pain.

"Paxton ....! Paxton! Paxton!" My name became a mantra and a benediction as her body trembled out of control.

I suddenly thrust into her roughly, once...twice! Then I sailed off over and began to shudder rhymtically as I moaned hoarsely in her ears. She surendered completely to his ownership, his possession.

Our intimacy didn't last long as we were interrupted by a sharp cry which sounded like that of my useless wife.

The dam finally broke.

"Paxton!" Ella yelled. Her voice failed her, she could not help it. Her legs were trembling frim the shock that she was thrown into. "How dare you do this to me? No matter what, I am still your wife!"

Following her furious outburst, they stopped fucking each other. Ella shut her eyes tightly. When she opened them, I already had on a robe and Fiona putting on one of my shirt. It even made Ella more angry.

"You're my wife only in paper and in book. You are just a paper, inked with my brand name." I uttered icily, not even feeling remorse of his deeds. I continued.

"And now that you already know that Fiona is my beloved, there is no need for me to spell it out to you anymore. I have always looked at you with the same eyes I used to look at my workers. I do not love you a bit. What I have for you is sympathy. If you want my compensation, let me know."

Ella's hand itched to slap me as I spoke to her in such an ugly manner. Her eyes landed on the person behind him, the only person she had loved since she was just one, Fiona Grey, her younger sister. She is only a year older than her. She loved her sister so much and yet she betrayed her.

"Paxton, I am your wife for four good years..."

"Was" I corrected and her mouth clamped shut. How could she not collapse after finding out that she meant nothing to the man she loved for fifteen years?.

She raised her hand over and gave me a fierce slap. I didn't see that coming.

"Paxton, I loved you for fifteen years. Even if you told me once during our four years of marriage that you do not like me, I wouldn't have persisted until now. I would have gladly signed the divorce papers. Why didn't you let me know? Why? "

"Or are you doing this on purpose?.." she asked, her voice cracked. Her world is crumbling right before her. It was difficult to accept this fate. Where does she wants to start from after wasting five years of her life..

I laughed sarcastically, following how she looked in the lingerie. It became clearer to me.

Opps, she was coming to seduce him but was shocked to meet him mating with her sister.

I smirked and took in her figure slowly but my disgust for her is glaring enough. I took a step closer to her.

"The gut of you! You're trying to seduce me!" I sneered angrily. I continued. "You need to know that even if you put on the most expensive dress in the world, my eyes will never be warm towards you. You are disgusting and not my type. I mean you're old fashioned, you do not even know how to dress, you are very boring on bed, you can't even speak properly... You can't cook an high class food. You smell like a garden soil!" I expressed my disgust towards her.

Unlike Fiona, Ella is uneducated. She sent her sister to school instead with her life savings. She looks stupid as her senses.

Fiona stepped forward.

"What's all these? Paxton already said that he does not love you. He is not the only man in the world right?" Fiona interfered. She stepped forward and rubbed her belly in an attempt to intimidate Ella and she did intimidate her. Her face was high and proud, her shoulder squared as she rubbed her belly.

Her action provoked Ella. Ella grabbed her fiercely by her hair. "I trusted you....I...." Her words came out superfluous, her expression, broken.

"Ella let go, Fiona is pregnant!" I yelled. I stretched out my hand and seperated the women. While I pulled Fiona to my side, I pushed Ella away and she fell with a loud thud, her head hit the flower vase that decorated the table.

"Ella's POV....."

A sharp pain which made my eyes rolled to the back of her skull made sorrow grip my heart. The pain stung me deeply, if felt as if my medulla oblongata has just spluttered everywhere.

I wasn't myself. A wave of running liquids made me realized that I had been injured badly. I lay in my own pool of blood.

There liquid drip continuously from my head. I placed my hand on it, it was a color red liquid.

Blood!.

This made me blanched.

I glare at Paxton! He is even ready to dig my grave.

"Ella, are you alright?" He asked, acting as if he didn't expect things to turn out this way. Pretenders! Wasn't that their wish?

Fiona smirked and went to get some files from God knows where. She laid them on the table and threw a pen on it.

"The divorce papers are ready" she drew a taut.

"You had better save you dignity by signing it, big sisterrrrrrrrrrrrerrr" she said, mockingly. She fanned herself with her finger.

Ella couldn't bear it anymore. She stood and grabbed the pen, ready to get out of the toxic marriage.

Once she signed it, Fiona spoke up. "You won't be getting any divorce compensation. Not even a penny because you do not have any child for Paxton and that's to my advantage".

I didn't know what to feel. I rubbed my blooded hand on my body and walked out of their sight to my room where I started packing my bags.

I was ready to leave even though I had nowhere to go to. Paxton had declined me of my rights and my hard earned money. I felt helpless and hopeless

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I wandered down the street helplessly and had nowhere to go. Finally, I decided to end my own life. I left my language to one side of the road and went ahead to lie on the road. I shut her eyes tightly and waited for death.

Three minutes after, a cold voice came up. It made me snap out of her oblivion. I sat up and looked towards the direction of the cold voice that sounds like a roar. I discovered that there was a black Bugatti Veyron Mansory parked before me. The door of the car opened and a man who was on a wheelchair was wheeled out.

The man on the wheel chair has a pair of sharp eyes under his thick eyebrows. His soul was stone and dead.

His eyes steel and demonic.

What was worse was that he was terribly good looking with his dark slicked hair and a towering height. His presence screamed power. He looked like Lucifer, a dark and beautiful Lucifer.

What was so scary was how beautiful his darkness was.

He had an outline, pure definition, beautiful flawless skin.

He stared at me with those dark beautiful murderous looking eyes of his. His expression remained still and silent and it made me wondered what exactly was going on in his mind.

"Young lady, do you have a problem?" He questioned, his tone was scary. He doesn't even need a tag nor a crown to show the type of power he exuded.

"Hey, look at that man, I know him? The disabled tycoons". "What a mercy! Beautiful face with those feet.." I thought. I have heard about this wealthy but crippled man.

"I heard that his fiancee ran away because he has some special idiosyncrasies. He is a sex addict!" Different thoughts ran across my mind. Maybe the rumors about this man we're wrong. He is crippled, then how could he be a sex addict?

It is unbelievable and rather, unquestionable.

"Young Master, she is bleeding and needs to go to the hospital" the man who wheeled the crippled man out whispered.

"You, take her to the hospital!" He pointed to at another well built man who fit into into the definition of a body guard.

My eyes widened. I even forgot my sufferings. My pain. My nightmares. My tears.

"I am fine and do not need your help" I found her voice. I was weak but I stood up sharply, using a hand to support my bleeding head.

"Take her!" The unknown man on the wheelchair ordered, coldly. It was a ragged command.

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