Chapter 9 Ethan's advert

~Dylan~

I went to Ethan's house. He looked so restless like he had been deprived from sleep for a couple of days. His eyes were weary and the bags under his lids looked like they were holding so much tears that he couldn't let out.I asked him what was wrong and he said he's father was dead. Pathetic! But it seemed like that was not the prompt of his restlessness.

"I need a wife" He wailed desperately.What do you need a wife for? I thought. It seemed like he heard my thinking and replied.

"It's the only way I can inherit my father's company or else it will be given to Aiden.

"Hell no! That was not going to happen under Ethan's watch. He said that it was already stipulated in his father's will an there's nothing he could do about it.

"So what did we do now?" I asked puzzled.Ethan scoffed and asked me to get him one.

"What do you think of me? A matchmaker?" I sarcastically asked but after seeing the weariness in his face, I said I was going to help in any way I could and that's when this crazy idea came in.

I put up an advert on all social media platform, saying that anyone who was interested in being a wife to a rich billionaire should come for an interview in the next two days and the most qualified will be chosen. It's not like I was hoping that it will work but it might and on the other hand, it will make Ethan relaxed.I let out a sigh of relief and Mia creeped into her mind.

All I wanted to do right now was to kiss her tasty lips and let the upcoming actions get me turned on. Without thinking twice, I called her and suggested we go on a date that night and to be greatest shock and surprise she agreed.

"She should be a hot one" I thought as I licked my lips seductively.

That night, I waited at the eatery for Mia for 30 minutes after the time we agreed and I was getting a second thought that she must have played coy with me because she was not even picking up my calls. I was impatient so I stood up to leave and then just immediately, she walked in. I could already feel this tingling within me. She was so properly shaped like the figure eight. I just wanted to squeeze her breast so hard and suck the hell out of her nipple. I was so lost in my sexually oriented thoughts that I forgot that she was there.

"Hello"

She greeted and I was awoken from my imaginary world. We talked about a whole lot and I told her to come along with me to my house and she had no problem with it.Woah! She's such a bad ass I thought.We finally got to my house and I tried so hard to get a hold of myself because I wanted to pounce on her. She asked me about Ethan and I found myself babbling before her. I even told her about his father's death, the will and the crazy idea I came up. I realized that I had just let out a secret so I told her not to spill the beans and she agreed.Her red lips glittered when she smiled and I was already feeling wet. She placed her finger on my lips telling me to hush. Then she glided it down to my tie and loosed it.

In a hurry, I drew my lips closer to hers and kissed her passionately. I could not stop pressing my lips to hers and with that same energy, I stripped her naked and squashed her breast as I desired. Her moans ran scales. Her body was so soft and comfy that I made my fingers dig holes into them. That night was pleasure. It was satisfaction. I wanted her so bad that I told her to be my girlfriend and she's responded with

"Yes, I will".I later told Ethan about the strategy I used in order to get him a new wife and he absolutely

~Mia~

"He's such a sex addict, like he can do anything to get intimate" I said to Gianna, laughing with food stuffed in my mouth. She smirked as she was so lost scrolling her phone that she didn't even attempt to touch the plate of her food.

She drew my attention to an advert that she saw online about a billionaire searching for a wife and my memory clicked.I looked right and left like I was ready to detect an eavesdropper. When I was sure that the coast was clear, I whispered,

"It's freaking Ethan"

"You're joking right?" She asked elated.

"I'm going for that interview. It's time to give that looser a flick of revenge"

I told her that all she had to do was to apply and wait to be called on to be interviewed and she applied immediately. She finally ate and we laughed over silly jokes.

~Gianna~

I gave Mia a phone call, telling her that i was called by Ethan to come to his house. Mia shared the joy i had abd gave me her full support. I left for Ethan's house and all I could imagine was his downfall and also the Gonzalo's household. He was going to pay the hard way.

Finally, I got to Ethan's house and I was welcomed with a big surprise. A ladies hanging on the sofa.

"Doesn't this men have any shame" I thought. Without any hesitation, I drew out my phone from my bag and took a video of them.The lady kept on screaming, "

Harder, Harder" until her voice became faint and he went on, pushing his dick to and fro. I slammed my palm on my forehead and I took in a deep breathe, I slipped my phone into my bag then cleared my throat in order to draw their attention. They both came to a pause.The lady stood up, took her undies and went out of sight while Ethan turned his back on me and dressed up.

"Is this the interview?" I went on to ask.

"Sleeping with every woman that come just to be sure they'll make a good wife".

"You're the girl from the restaurant, aren't you?" He asked, acting like I had not said a word earlier.

"I need an answer from you" I demanded

"And I need an answer from you" He exploded.

"Why did you get my shirt wet with a juice that day? Have we met before?"He seemed persistent and I had no other choice than to bring out my phone and show him the video and him and the lady making out. He seemed weak and kept mute.

"Make another noise and watch this video spread through the four corners of the earth" I said.

"Now, shall we get to businesses"

"I've discussed with my lawyer. You'll sign the contract and the fake wedding certificate and we'll offer you the money" He said with a smile that was not genuine.

"You're Gianna?"

"Yes"

I replied

"I'm Ethan".

I left Ethan's house feeling like I had just won a trophy. My plan had just begun and it felt like I had conquered.

The next day, all arrangements were made and I signed all required document. I packed into Ethan's house and I made myself feel at home.It felt so good to be the wife of a billionaire. The respect given to me by his employee made my peacock feathers stand with bright colours I flaunted myself as Ethan's wife and I could see that it irritated him.

One day, when I noticed that he was not at his office, I made sure all cameras were disconnected and I ransacked his documents. I found a white papers properly sealed in a brown envelope and I went through it. Seemed like Captain underpants had to impress his investors in order to be favoured and I decided to take the advantage to ruin his efforts. When I was full of content, I dropped in Mia's house and loaded her with all the information and she told me that the investors were Dylan's negotiates. This was getting interesting.

That night, Ethan came home and went ahead to his room. He acted like I was invisible and honestly, I was not moved a bit. We slept in different rooms so we were like neighbours living in one building. I was here to fulfill one thing, revenge.I jumped out of the bed as soon as I heard a knock on the main door. It was so loud that I could hear it in my dream. It was 2am and I thought who could be at the door this late hour I thought but my eyes weighed my body down with sleep so I made no further investigations.The knock persisted and I flew out of the bed in rage but I was restrained by a whispering conversation. Oh! Give me a break. It was Ethan with a lady with red hair. Her striking green eyes made her look like a perfect cartoon character. She looked so innocent but her conversation with Ethan betrayed her looks.

"Charlotte, please go away" Ethan pleaded.

"You don't want to create a scene here. My damn wife is around.

"To hell with that bitch" Charlotte snapped.

"I just want to be with you" she said as she rubbed his shoulders, raising her legs but he pushed her out.

For once, I perceived a sense of decency in him and I was quite impressed. I ran out of sight before I was caught. Charlotte kept on thumping the door until she was tired and left, wailing out loud.

The next morning I could swear that Ethan's face shone bright as the morning son but my bitterness erupted like a volcano whenever I saw any commendable thing in him. I needed to hatch a plan that will make him crumble and not just that, I want him to shatter into a thousands pieces that can't be whole again. He took a sip of his coffee, glances at me and drank his coffee in full. Every of his actions disgusted me and I just wished that he will faint before my eyes and greet the grave.

"Are you okay?" He asked looking worried.

"Like you care"

I replied and later realized how forward I was. It seemed like my bitterness was written all over my face but he could not just connect the dots. He left without saying a goodbye as usual and I really did not care. It's not like I was heads over the hill for him, I saw him like a nincompoop.

He was going for a presentation with his biggest client the next day, so I had to ruin it for him. I stayed at home all day trying to figure out a perfect plan to ruin his image and the biggest idea came in like a bulb above my head.I set the table for him and got a drink, waiting for him patiently, to show up at home.He barged into the house looking all stressed.

"Looks like someone has been preparing for a failed presentation" I sarcastically said to myself.

"I got you a drink" I said to him, raising up a shot.

"I need that" he said walking to me like a drunk lad. He took the first shot and another and another and another till he got drunk. He was such a mess.

Without no further ado, I inserted his drive into my laptop and went through the files, deleted them one by one and replacing the with vulgar videos which I downloaded from a porn site. Ethan grunted and I shrieked. He was so drunk that he could not even figure out what was happening in the real world.