Acting the billionaire's wife

Her eyes were heavy as she pressed her right-hand fingers on her forehead. Her left hand is on the wall as she used them in bracing herself from falling. Occasionally with the way she is feeling, her face should have been on the floor where she would pass out.

Estella can't remember for sure what had happened to her all of a sudden. She was perfectly fine about two hours ago when she arrived at work and immediately set to work. It was after she drank water that she began to feel funny but she still can't or doesn't want to trace it to evil Kate one of her colleagues that just doesn't want to see her happy.

For the past six months that she had been working in the hotel as a waitress, nothing had gone wrong. Not even a brief illness when all her sickness was cramps and fever.

Although working when she is supposed to be in college was a bit too difficult for her but that was all she could offer. After she was found in Australia washed to the shore at the age of 8 with no family, all Estella had done was escape 5 Forster homes till she became 15 and began to fund for herself.

Although, it had never bothered her. About how she was been left alone or brought into a cruel world with no family. Since she was been told that she was found washed ashore, Estella had decided to be worry-free until now that she felt her head growing bigger than normal.

The passage to the rooms became so narrow that she felt that it would squash her. The floor shook beneath her wobbly feet as they pushed the next door beside her open and rushed inside the room.

Estella won't lie that she is feeling sleepy but this seems far more than normal sleep. Her bones felt like overcooked noodles as she dragged herself to the bed.

"What's happening to me!" She panicked!

Her eyes were stormy as she forced herself to stay awake even if it was just for the next few seconds but it wasn't happening. She fear for her life, for her job, for the person in charge of where she was, or for the owner of the room.

With her face pressed against the bed making it unable for her to breathe well as she struggled not to pass out, Estella heard the door open. Lazily, she rolled over her face to come in contact with someone familiar but yet a total stranger.

It's not like she didn't know the person at some point or had an issue with him, it's just that she hasn't spoken to the person since she started working there and seeing him. One thing Estella had learned was to keep her lips shut and rather not say than to say and get in trouble.

For the kind of man, she is looking at is the kind of man that would get you in trouble and still go unspotted. So far she had been working there, she knows how many people had stopped working or lost their jobs just because they talked back at him and she won't want to get herself in that position today.

At least not when her house rent is almost due and she needs to pay it back before next month. Well, the month is just to end so getting the money to pay the rent won't be a problem that is if she can survive being in this position.

Slowly, she got to her feet but fell back with both palms and knees stopping her from slamming her face hard on the ground.

"Hey!"

The person sounds concerned as he moved closer and attempt to help her but she raised her left hand. Getting up immediately was indeed a very bad idea as she fell back, this time with her face on the floor.

Her face tingles but she was sure she wasn't bleeding as she rubbed her face and looked at her palm for more than required. Frankly, something has to be funny or nothing is really normal.

As Estella remains on the floor, she stared at a new double palms as she ignored the person helping her to her feet. She was sure he had a sly grin on his face as she collapsed on him again.

"I-I am s-s-orry, Mr. Tyler" She shuddered.

Quickly, she moved away from him like he was some kind of harmful human. Surprisingly, she was able to hold herself firm. About a minute ago, she was finding it difficult to help herself raise her hand but here she is, standing all by herself looking at Mr. Tyler like he is a foreign piece of cake.

Her eyes roam over his face and stopped on his lips where his signature grim rested. Nervously, she swallowed as he licked his lower lips and rubbed her shoulders as she stared down at her shoes.

The black leather was almost out as it was visible that most parts of it had peeled off and was replaced with black nail polish. She won't want to look at the front because she was sure about the ugly opening that is almost letting her big toes out.

Estella looked up at his face to see him smiling at her. This time it wasn't like he previous or signature smirk, it was something she had never seen in him all through the three months he had been coming with different models.

Her eyes went wide as she looked around to find just both of them in the room.

"I came to change the sheets," Estella said.

Obviously, they both knew she was lying. Tyler knew she was lying as she nervously sniffed and twisted her fingers before slapping her forehead. Tyler's brows were crooked and his forehead formed wrinkles when he noticed her red face.

"Estella!" Tyler said in a tight groan "Who did this?" He moved forward to her.

Surprisingly, she didn't move or flinched as he had expected her and that gave him more pleasure than he ever expected. He placed his warm and sweaty fingers on her face.

"Estella!"

He sounded more scared than he had ever been.

Tyler's fingers traced from her forehead to her lips where he took her lower lips in his index and thumb and then rubbed it gently. Slowly, with caution, he moved closer to Estella and wrapped his hand around her.

First slowly like she was fragile and when he noticed that she was more than stiff and wasn't buying any of his gestures, he pulled her closer. Slamming her against his hard wide chest with his left arm around her lower back.

"Mr. Tyler, I-"

Before Estella could finish her statement, Tyler placed a brief kiss on her slightly parted lips.

For a brief moment, the poor girl's brain went blank. All she kept seeing was Tyler's handsome face, Brown eyes, and pink lips. The same lips that had left her in this dark world of pleasure in her subconscious mind.

Blinking rapidly, she placed both hands on his chest and attempt to push him back but he didn't nudge. Not even moving the slightest as he lowered his head again and covered her lips with his.

"I have always wanted to do this" he groaned against her lips "Estella I want you and I know you want me too"

He didn't give her time to give him a reply or think about what he said. Swiftly, he bent and swept her off her feet as he walked steadily to the bed with Estella's small figure pressed against his chest.

Placing her slowly on the bed, he lowered himself and kicked off his shoes while Estella barely watched. All she cared about was how she could make him one and not double and also, help her vegetable bones move her to a sitting position.

She was way too weak to feel anything, not even his fingers taking off her clothes until his lips trace her thighs in a slow but sensational kiss.

It released the hormones Estella had been hiding for a long, multiplying the funny creatures dancing in her belly. Faint gasps escaped her lips as Tyler kisses the corners of her lips before placing a soft kiss on her lips.

She is going senseless and she knows. At this point what Estella wants is to get all of him, all of his hard divk she had been secretly eyeing all this while.

Although she felt limp but she knows what is happening, the problem is that she didn't want it to stop, not for any second.

She began to feel his Delicate, kissing her thighs up to the opening of her petals. When she thought she could contain it all, she felt his Inpatient he ripped off her pants.

"I have been waiting for this all my life" Tyler groaned.

Just a little touch and her thighs were parted, you can call her to lose but she wants it, she wants what is coming.

Slowly and Tyler's tongue flicked around the opening of her vagina. Sucking unto her clit for some seconds, his tongue began the wonder, moving in and out of her.

Pleasure!

Reaching down, Estella grabbed hold of Tyler's head, all she wants is that satisfaction, she doesn't want him to stop what he is doing.

"I know you have been wanting this for a while now" Tyler muttered over her pvssy "Chill, I will be all you want today".

Exchanging his tongue to his index, Tyler observed her face. Her closed eyes, her smiles, the way she bit her lower lips and twitch as he added his middle finger.

With two fingers thrusting in and out of her slimy opening, he unfastened his belt with his free hand.

'Sh-iiit'.

It came out as a low scream, Estella's face facing showing nothing but what she wanted pleasure.

Soon, she brought her left hand to her vagina, rubbing her clit with two fingers while she rolled her hips striving to meet his touch.

"Please" she cried "Please do it, I want you".

Hardened to the core, Tyler impatient paused for a while. A sly smirk appeared on his face as he watch Estella look down at him, her beautiful eyes begging.

"Say it!".

Throwing his remaining clothing across the room, he stared straight into her eyes.

"Say it" he ordered again, thrusting with two of his fingers.

A sharp moan escaped Estella's breathless throat as she bit her lower lips and shivered.

"Please fvck, Tyler" She pulled him up "Please, fvck me senseless".

Yes!

That's it, what he wants to hear, what has been his wish for months, now he has it.

"You asked for it, Estella no turning back".

Although he sounds suspicious but the hard and fast thrust she received didn't make her think about it. Clenching her toes, Estella strolled her hips to meet all of his thrusts as she dug her nails into the skin of his shoulders.

"I own you now, Estella" Tyler groaned "All of your and your juicy pvssy".

In a tight and sweaty cuddle Estella found herself, squashed against the hairy broad chest she found herself facing. No matter how she tries to remember how she found herself in such a position, two things are not just adding up since the person in question is someone she hates.

Not that she just hates Tyler for no reason as many other people hate her, she had been too close to losing her job a couple of weeks ago because of him.

"Shit!" Estella cussed.

Her hands vibrated as she shook and looked for her clothes. Not just that she found herself naked in his arms, but in his favorite VIP room which means that she is still in her place of work.

Her eyes went to the alarm on the table beside the bed and a faint gasps of relief escaped her slightly parted lips. 5:47 am which means it's not yet late for her to start work for the day. She can as well just sneak out and pretend to be here for work.

Using her fingers to comb her Brown short hair, Estella glared at Tyler as he slept peacefully. His strong arms were wrapped around the double pillow she had used to replace herself.

His lips were slightly parted as his jet black hair leather his face.

"Evil!" Estella gasped as she looked away.

If there was anything she should know, she should better be in her good sense before leaving the room. She can't be all confused, drooling over the man she hates so much as he laid on the bed like a harmless creature.

The corner of Tyler's lips raised in a small but visible smile as he held the pillow tight. For sure, if Estella had still been in his arm, she should probably be thinking about how to get her bones fixed together.

Strangely, she began to feel long and generally insecure as his arms were no longer around her. She wondered what she must be thinking to keep squashing the pillow in his grip while Estella kept wondering how fulfilled she had felt about some minutes ago

Even when she felt like placing a soft kiss on his face and slapping him very hard after, Estella had to face whatever fate that is waiting for her outside.

After filling her small mouth with air and letting them out slowly through a small opening of her mouth, she gapes at Tyler for a while. Even when she doesn't feel like leaving and still wants to leave at the same time, Estella made her choice as she walked into the room and closed the door gently.

On reaching out the door, she collapsed on it with her face against the door as she let out another shaky breath.

"Pffff!" There was a little hesitation as the person gave Estella time to turn around "I bet that should be pretty intense" he grinned.

Estella stood face to face with the manager, Mc Call. His face speaks highly of him as if it was red, one could bet all he could see is red.

"Good morning, Mr. Mc Call" Estella lowered her head and crossed her hands behind "Room service?"

Her face was cracked in a very weird smile as Mc Call raised her head with his index finger. He stared at her in total silence for a while. His face was as clueless as water, hold his breath for some extra seconds before his face cracked into a smile.

"You are fired," Mc Call said.

He moved back to enjoy the beauty of being an evil manager. The smile on his face turned into a wicked smirk as he fold his arms across his chest as moved a few steps back again.

"Sir?" Estella blinked back the tears in her eyes "You don't mean it" she faked a grin.

Mc Call smacked his lips before scoffing. His left palm went under his jaw as he caresses it as if he was touching his beards. His face looks practically as smooth as tiles if not for the irritating red pimples on it.

He pretend to think as Estella kept blinking, opening her mouth and closing it without saying a word, and rubbing her palms together. He looked at the door of the room she had just sneaked out from then took her by the arm harshly and dragged her to his office.

Of no doubt, he is up to no good as all he did was stared at her and grim.

Making sure that there was no one around, Mc Call closed the blinds and took his seat which is opposite where Estella stood shaking and sweating.

"Do you have a clear explanation?" He asked, sounding unimpressed.

For a few seconds, Estella remains mute. Tears had begun to flow freely from her eyes as she stood like a wooden image, glued to a spot. She didn't even move an inch as Mc Call stood up and walked around her, circling her like a wolf going around its prey.

"I thought as much" Mc Call walked to the door and held the handle "You can keep the uniform, and that also means no payment for you this month" he added with the most mischievous grin.

"You can't be serious!" Estella raised her voice.

Quickly as if she realized, she blinked, cleared her throat, and walked up to him.

"Sir" She started "I need this job" she fell on her knees "It's already 29, you can't just gore me without a salary!" She looked up at him "It's not fair" she added in a whisper.

Before she could realize how loud her whisper was, Mc Call had already gotten to the edge. He bent down to her level, his breath fanning her face.

"Is having sex with our best customer fair?" Mc, Call tucks stray hair to the back of her left ear "You were supposed to work but you felt throwing yourself on him would be good" he stands up and walk to his table.

With his arms across his chest right above his big belly and a sly smile on his face, Mc Call sat on the table with half of his butt as he tapped his foot simultaneously.

"Just let me work for tomorrow and get paid since it's September," Estella said in mist tears as she watch Mc Call resume caressing his hairless jaw "Just tomorrow and it would be my last day" she pleaded.

Her lips quivered as she let tears flow freely from her eyes to her red face. Her breath had turned hot same as her red nose and chin.

"I hate to see you like this but I can't help you," Mc Call said with his signature smirk "Unless you can work for it" he added as he nods approvingly to the smile on Estella's face "All you have to do is to take your gown up and give me your back" he ended with a grin.

Of course, the suggestion took the poor girl's breath away as she stood up slowly with her shaky legs and rubbed her sweaty palm on her dress. She wiped her eyes and running nose with the back of her wrist.

"Tell me you are joking and I would believe you," Estella said through clenched teeth "Sir? I don't think -"

"If you try to press charges against me I will put it all over the net how you had sex with Mr. Tyler when you are supposed to be working" Mc Call walked towards the and stopped mid way "I bet you won't love to have your late parents see your pictures all over social media. Or do you?" He asked.

Estella stood still, not able to make a sound as she thought about how to scream at top of her voice as she pulls Mc Call's hair. She would also love to add scratching her nails on his horrible face or rather not. She won't want mucus from his acne on her nails.

If not for the fact that she already has a lot to do and is terribly hungry over not eating last night, Estella would have wanted to create a scene before leaving. Slowly, she raised her palms to her face and caress both cheeks.

Seeing Mc Call was no longer paying attention, she did what she had always wanted to do since the very first day she got employed.

Jumping on him, she threw her fingers on top his face as she yelled on top of her voice.

"Fat piggy hell!!".

Walking out of the third company for the day, Estella could not help but keep a long face. Worst still, she didn't still get the job and it's getting her freaked out. All 7 organizations want a person with three years of experience. Even when she knows that she is at least supposed to be experienced, making it 7 years is too much.

After all, she doesn't really have to do much. But staying jobless and extremely broke for two months can bring the best and worst out of any poor person like her. She can't even remember when she had a good meal if not for bread and anything else that seems edible. Her gadgets already need repair and she had run out of groceries for a long.

"Track clients, Remind boss of his meetings, take his calls, be nice" Estella recited with a fake smile as she walked down the road and flagged a taxi "This is all too much" she sniffed angrily "How do a three-year-old company want someone with 7 years experience?"

A few seconds after, the car stopped in front of her as she pulled the handle angrily and sat down. Her confused gaze kept moving from the driver's mirror to the back of his head. Her tongue ran over her lower lips as she kept opening and closing her mouth like a goldfish.

"What's your destination, Ma'am," the taxi driver said matching her surprised manner.

"Oh!" Estella blinked "Uhmm..." She trailed off "Just take me to anywhere 5$ would get me" She grimed "I am so broke right now and I need to go home"

She paused for another brief second as she studied the man's clueless face. Slowly with a sad face, she attempt to open the door before being stopped.

"Where do you live?" He asked.

"12a Pinewood street, Greenville" Estella replied "I know it's far that's why I said you should just drop me where I meet" she shrugged.

The driver looked more confused than sad watching Estella talk nervously without stopping. Many times he tried to talk but she just comes up with another long talk.

"I can get you to your house for free" The man half-shouted. His brows connected as Estella began to blink back tears "Just for a small price" he added.

"If you are planning to get into my pants, I bet I can walk all the way home" She snapped as she pushed the door open and walked out.

She was fussing like a kid, good thing the wind was friendly if not, she might as well have her lazy self been pushed by the wind. Her empty stomach kept making awful sounds making her want to just vanish into the thin air and never be seen again.

Estella ignored the man as he got out of the car and began to run after her. At first, she freaked out, and having to meet someone as inwardly irritating as Mc Call made her want to punch him right on the nose.

"Move on!" She said "I can just drop my bag and scream that you were trying to steal from me"

"You have just 5$ in your bag, And you say you are broke? That's a hell good amount to take you home and get you lunch too" The taxi driver said in surprise.

The honesty in his voice made Estella stop for a moment as she smacked her lips and looked around as if checking if someone was watching her. She opened her mouth and then closed it back without saying a word before moving her fingers through her hair.

"I have no money at all" Estella sighed "I was going to dupe you" she lowered her head.

Waiting for a second or more and didn't hear anything from the driver, she looked up at him to find him staring at her in pity. A moment ago she was about to cry now here she is, rolling her eyes like they would fall off.

"Fine!" Estella scoffed "I don't want that pathetic look or have someone feel pity for me!!!" she dampen her eyes with her thumb in a way that it won't ruin her light makeup "Just go away! If I walk for just one hour I won't die" she added.

Immediately she said it, The driver just shrugged and walked back to his car. It was the least that she had expected as all that she had wanted was the man to take her home. Normally, she had been wondering how she would walk these long and survive. Maybe by the time she gets to her apartment, her legs would be 10 inches shorter.

The taxi driver didn't even spare her one look as he got into his car and closed the door. The sound of the car starting broke Estella's heart as she let the burning tears flow freely.

If only she died with her parents, nothing like this would have happened. Or if they had survived, she would have been at school, studying counseling and psychology. At the early age of 21, getting into trouble had been part of her life since she began to run off her foster homes.

Countless times, she had told herself not to expect anything from anyone and where it had gotten her.

"Hop in sugar!"

Estella looked to see that the taxi had driven close to her. The window remain down as the man stretched to open the front door for her. He smiled at her hesitation before pointing at the back.

"Can take the back if you are scared of me" He grinned "By the way I am Norman" he added with a cute smile.

The way Norman's bright and perfect set of teeth shone seems way more tempting than staring at a box of chocolate cake when fasting. Estella shook her head clear before holding her bag to her chest and clearing her throat awkwardly.

"It's Estella, but I have nothing to offer," Estella said "Just move on" she added as she began to walk away.

Even when every of her pathetic weak muscles is begging her to swallow whatever she has in her throat, Estella just doesn't want to comply.

She ignored as Norman drives slowly beside her, keeping her slow steps.

"You must be stressed after trying to apply as the personal assistant" Norman said "I can help you"

Something inside her wants to freak out about having a stalker but she feels too exhausted to notice.

"You are way much the likes of following him all about and get occupied with work" Norman continued "I mean no harm" he added with a nervous smile.

After contemplating for a fast few seconds, Estella grabbed the front door handle and pulled it open. Nervously, she made herself feel comfortable while her hurting feet urges her to take off her heels.

"You are a weirdo," Estella said in shock "Do you stalk people or want to know about me before selling me out?" She asked calmly.

The fact that Norman kept staring at her blankly made her so freaked out but at the same time, the level of her calmness even when she gnash her teeth made it unable for Norman to suppress his laugh.

"I work there," Norman said with a bored expression "It's not really a significant post but, I think it's okay than being jobless and I don't really go to work" he smiled "I saw how you were acting when you were been Interviewed and I instantly knew what would be good for you"

Norman waited for a while to hear something from Estella but she didn't make a sound. She just sat still with a faint frown on her tired face, frankly, one can't tell of she is tired, angry, scared, or just confused.

Since she had still refused to say anything, he started the car and began to drive to the address Estella had told him before. A faint smile spread across his face as he realized Estella had taken him for a taxi man. Even if she couldn't get that his car was a private yellow and white color car, he doubt if his look made him also look like one.

"Besides, I am not a taxi man," He said "I am trying the company's to see how modest it looks and thanks to you, I know it looks like a taxi" he wiggled his brows.

The best part of the ride was silent as Norman drove. His lips moved as he chew inside of it nervously, he did make sure to steal several looks from her as he patiently waits for her answer but none came.

"I have a little experience in acting as I use to do commercials and Tv series long ago," Estella said suddenly "I stopped for more than a year now" she swallowed saliva.

It didn't take long for them to find themselves in Estella's neighborhood. With a sad look on Estella's face in which Norman felt was because of the notice posted on her door.

"Thanks" she muttered as she rushed out of the car.

Well, that was all she could say as she walked fast to her door and tear the paper off. Even when she had read the paper over and over again she still doesn't want to believe that she is getting kicked out for owing three months' rent.