Chapter 4 Night of passion

Hayes POV

I swallowed down the saliva in my mouth while my eyes were filled with fury. I stopped unbuttoning my shirt when I took my phone. I dialled the number of the head of the workers in my house. She picked up the call.

"Hello, assemble all the workers in this mansion in three minutes, not excluding the gateman." My voice was fierce.

"Okay, sir." Her voice trembled over the phone. I ended the call at once.

Arching one of my eyebrows, I buttoned my shirt one more time before I headed out of my room. Going through the passage, I got to the sitting room and sat on one of the couches.

My phone rang, and I picked it up. "Hello, sir. I have assembled them." She said, and the call ended.

I grunted inaudibly, and standing on my feet, I walked outside the mansion.

On the interlocked ground stood all my workers. They stopped murmuring immediately when they beheld me.

"Good day, sir." They greeted me unanimously.

"There is nothing good about the day. One of you violated my direct order, and you know what that means." I widened my eyes fiercely while they glared at me in confusion.

"I gave you all an order not to let words go out about the lady I brought into this house. But one person among you had the guts to tell Judith about it. She came into my room to threaten the lady I brought in. If you are the one, peacefully come out before y'all face my wrath." Carefully watching each of my workers, I spotted the one that violated my order, but I remained silent.

Ruth, the head of workers, stepped forward, and she dropped to her knees. With fear and trembling, she spoke, "I have done an abominable act, and I know I do not deserve forgiveness. I am ready to shoulder any punishment given to me."

I grunted inaudibly, knowing fully well that she wasn't the one. However, on that spot, I realised they all had their hand in it. None of them will go unpunished.

"Ruth, as of now, you are reduced to the position of a janitor for a space of one month. Your current salary will be slashed by eighty percent. If you do this again, you will lose your job." I spoke without mercy.

"To the rest of you, I know this is a planned work. However, twenty percent from your salaries will be deducted. Mercy will be your leader for the period of Ruth's punishment." After speaking, I turned to take my leave.

My workers continued to murmur indistinctly.

Alexis POV

At night

Hayes lay safely on the bed, ready to sleep, when I opened my mouth to ask questions bothering my heart.

"How did you and my father know that I would be drunk that night? How did you find the club I was in?"

"Your father knew you wouldn't oblige his request if he had come clean. So, he trailed you, and you fell within his trap." Hayes responded softly.

"But how did he know I would get myself drunk that day? Owing to the fact that I don't drink."

"Your father will be in the right position to answer that question. Good night." He dozed off.

I sighed with a heavy heart. I lay on the bed and slept off too.

At exactly 4 AM. Something soft and warm caressed my skin. On impact, I opened my eyes and held that hand.

Turning to face him, my eyes met with his charming and sexy eyes. He gazed at me seductively.

"I want you for the night." He whispered sexily.

My heart rate increased while I felt heat all over my body. Looking at those charming eyes, it was hard for me to resist him.

He came closer, his breath warming up my face as I stared at his sexy pink lips. Soon, I felt the impact of his lips on mine.

'Soft...Fuck! His lips tasted so good.' I thought in my head as we engaged in a passionate moment.

After an hour, we were done. I could see the smiles on his face; I knew he enjoyed it. I wouldn't lie that I didn't enjoy it either: Hayes wasn't only charming; he is a good fucker, and his dick was so sweet. Even at that, I was puzzled that he didn't moan throughout the sex.

But still, I had it in mind that he took advantage of me the night I was drunk. So, I decided to question him.

"Was this how you enjoyed me the night I was drunk?" I asked.

"I didn't touch you the night you were drunk. And who told you I enjoyed you?" He queried coldly.

"I could tell with the smile on your face." I said.

Immediately, he hardened his face with a deadly glare. "Don't be fooled by my facial expression. I only smiled because I cum. You aren't a virgin anymore, and your pussy is sour. Who was the man that deflowered you?" He replied bluntly.

Hayes daggered my heart with his words. As my heart sank within me, pains of my past were vivid in my head. I blinked my eyes, and tears trailed down my cheeks.

I didn't lose my virginity to my ex. I lost it in an abominable way. How do I tell Hayes about my horrible past?

How do I tell him that my father deflowered me?

As I remembered that horrible night, tears flowed down my eyes uncontrollably. As I lingered to give him an answer, Hayes stepped down from the bed. "You are not worthy to sleep in the same bed with me. Alexis, you are not different from a whore. Pack everything that passes as your property. You will be sleeping in the master bedroom from now on." He said coldly, not minding how I would feel.

He walked into the bathroom to freshen up.