Billionaire's Substitute Wife

Paula's POV

'What should I do if my boyfriend cheats on me?'

This was one of the most searched relationship questions on the internet. I had heard stories of women catching their spouses cheating, but I never expected that I would be in their shoes one day.

I stood outside like a statue while listening to the pleasurable moans and smacking sound of flesh meeting flesh. It took a long time for me to process what I was hearing.

The squeaking of the bed frame, loud moans, and smacking of flesh were enough to indicate that they were having intense sex.

After putting down the gift box and bottle of red wine, I took a deep breath and walked to the bedroom door with clenched fists.

I kicked the door open the next second.

The woman inside screamed and quickly hid in the man's arms.

They were both naked on the bed. The sweating man turned to look at me. His eyes widened and he pulled the blanket to cover his groin in a hurry. "Paula, why are you here?"

Staring daggers at him, I sneered and walked towards him slowly. "Didn't you say you had classes back to back? Aren't you supposed to be at football practice now? Oh my God! How did I not see it coming? I must say that this is a big surprise, Jake. If anyone had told me that you would do such a thing, I would have called that person a big fat liar!"

Jake ran his fingers through his hair. His face turned pale and he muttered, "I didn't mean..."

"What? Don't you dare tell me that you had sex with her under the influence of alcohol!" I was so mad that I badly wanted to beat both of them to a pulp.

"Who is she, Jake?" the naked woman asked innocently. "Is she your aunt? She looks tacky."

"Shut the fuck up!" Jake scolded her and pushed her away irritably. He then turned to look at me with an unremorseful expression. "Listen to me, Paula. You have to understand that I am a man. I have needs."

My blood boiled more than before when I heard this statement. "Are you serious right now? You cheated on me. But you still have the audacity to justify your actions. Are you out of your mind?"

"You have no right to judge me, Paula. We have been together for so long, but you refuse to have sex with me. How did you expect me to put up with that? I could only get down with someone willing," Jake spewed shamelessly.

I gave him a hot slap almost immediately. His audacity made me lose control of myself.

It turned out that he was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He had been deceiving me all along with his gentleness and understanding. I wanted to puke at the thought of how he made me believe he truly loved me.

"Bitch, how dare you slap me? Have you gone mad?"

In a fit of pique, Jake got out of bed. He wanted to confront me face to face. While at it, the blanket slipped off his body.

For the first time, I saw his penis. It was so small!

I averted my eyes. "That's it; we're done. It's over between us!"

"Okay, I agree. I don't want to be with you, either. Remain a virgin forever!" Jake uttered, with his arms folded over his chest. "You can never find a man as good as me, Paula!"

I sneered, turned around, and was about to leave.

But I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the naked woman's comment that dripped with sarcasm.

"Jake, you did a good thing by getting rid of her. I'm a woman, so I know that sluts like her always love to play hard to get. Good riddance to bad rubbish!"

This statement was the last straw that broke the camel's back. I spun on my heel and walked to the bedside. I pulled the naked woman off the bed and slapped her hard.

In a bid to fight back, she pulled my hair. When I overpowered her, she cried out, "Jake, help! This woman is crazy!"

"Let her go!" Jake forcefully broke my hold on the woman and shoved me aside. Due to the force, I hit my forehead on the nightstand. It hurt.

"Paula!" Jake was so shocked that he ran to me and tried to help me up. "Are you okay?"

I pushed him away from me. Afterward, I stood up and straightened my clothes as if nothing had happened. Ignoring him completely, I walked to the door.

I picked up the bottle of wine at the doorpost just as a bell down the street rang out. It was twelve o'clock.

I paused and turned around to look at Jake. Putting on a bright smile, I said, "Happy birthday, Jake. I hope I never see you again!"

Without waiting for his reaction, I left his apartment as tears welled up in my eyes.

......

Two hours later

I had downed several shots of alcohol by this time at a bar. After burping for the umpteenth time, I held the hand of the woman sitting beside me and ranted, "Cindy, you know what? That woman said I look tacky. She even called me a slut!"

"What the hell! Tell me what that bitch looks like. I will send someone to beat her up. She must be taught a lesson for saying such a thing!" Cindy blurted angrily and slammed the bottom of her glass on the table. "Don't let whatever that bitch said get to you, Paula. I always had a feeling that Jake was a jerk. Those two deserve each other!"

Not cheering up at all, I took off my coat and this revealed my sexy slip dress. I gestured at my clothing and asked, "Take a look at me, Cindy. This dress doesn't look tacky at all!"

"Yeah, I agree. That bitch's eyes aren't working well. Put on your coat, good girl." Cindy was so surprised by my dress that she quickly helped me put my coat back on. "It's a good thing that you broke up with him. That jerk doesn't deserve you. I honestly do not know what you saw in him. You guys are like oil and water-not a perfect match at all. You never had sex with him, right?"

I looked at Cindy with my drunk eyes. "You also think it's my fault? I truly loved Jake. However, I was always uncomfortable whenever he touched me."

Cindy patted me on the head and consoled me. "No, I don't think it's your fault, Paula. Jake is to be blamed for this, okay?"

"I had planned to have sex with him today. It was supposed to be a surprise for his birthday, but he surprised me instead. My heart is broken!" My head reeled at this moment.

The thought of all that happened two hours ago made my heart ache. When Cindy saw that I was about to break down in tears, she pulled me up from the seat.

"No, Paula. Don't cry for that trash. He is not worth your tears. Let's hit the dance floor!"

The crystal ball light in the middle of the dance floor made my sight more unsteady. A burning sensation filled my body as the melodious music rang in my ears.

I stood there and stared at the grooving crowd.

Cindy was nowhere to be found. She had vanished into thin air.

All of a sudden, my eyes caught glimpse of a strange man who was in a distance. There were many men around me, but I was attracted to this one for some weird reason.

The man looked extraordinarily handsome under the dim light.

A second later, I noticed that he was walking towards me.

Paula's POV

The attractive man stared at me with deep-set eyes when he got in front of me.

Lost in his ambiance, I looked into his eyes blankly. I could see my own reflection in his amber eyes.

"Melissa..." he muttered a name lightly with his thin lips.

His voice was so deep and sexual that it made me feel butterflies in my stomach.

The alcohol was wiping all my common sense away. It seemed like I was lost in an unreal world. To check if this man was real, I pinched his cheek hard.

The man didn't wince in pain. He just looked at me in confusion. The next second, he dragged my hand and held me in his arms. He then stared into my eyes for a long time.

His weird gaze didn't worry me at all. I didn't struggle because I felt that my mind had just made up this handsome man in my drunken state.

I could feel his warm breath blowing across my ear.

All of a sudden, the man let go of my hand and lowered his head to kiss me.

I could have turned my head, but I didn't. The softness of his lips against mine caused a strange and burning sensation to envelop me. I blinked incessantly to sober up.

But as the kiss continued, my defense was breaking down rapidly. I was getting swept away by the passion.

I tried to get rid of the shock that had settled like a boulder in my gut by opening my mouth.

However, this was a wrong move because the man saw it as an opportunity. His tongue darted into my mouth and explored it. He sucked and bit my tongue.

My tongue went numb from all the sucking and biting. I was running out of breath. It seemed too real.

A voice in my head told me to push him away, but my body said otherwise. I was interested in him. In a daze, I gently bit the tip of his tongue. It was not as disgusting as I thought it would be. The kiss became even more passionate. I felt a throbbing pain in the lower part of my body. My knees also went weak. I had to wrap my hands around him to remain standing.

"Come with me?" the man whispered in my ear after breaking the long kiss.

Something told me he had just asked me a serious question. I tried to think it through before answering, but I couldn't. I just kept blinking at him.

"Okay, fine," I muttered carelessly.

What happened immediately after my response was something my brain didn't register at all. I didn't know how he took me away from the dance floor. All I knew was that I found myself lying under him on a king-sized bed. He was kissing me again.

By this time, my coat was gone and my dress was pulled up.

The attractive man released my lips and planted several soft kisses on my neck and collarbone. He squeezed my breasts too. Much to my surprise, soft moans escaped my lips. His kisses and touch were doing something to me. I had never felt this way before.

The strange desire made my toes curl. More so, the throbbing pain in my groin increased. I was so drunk and hooked by this man's actions that I couldn't think straight.

"Please give it to me..."

I reached out and grabbed his shirt. Although I shamelessly begged him, I didn't know what I wanted. All I knew was that I wanted him to give me something. And this scared me a little.

As if he had been waiting for my approval, this man grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head with one hand. He was panting heavily and lying on top of me. The top buttons on his shirt were already unbuttoned. I could see his bare chest. His sexy lips were a little swollen. There was a bite mark at the corner of his lips. I couldn't recall doing that to him.

He was staring at me with a strange glint in his eyes. I squinted my eyes and looked at his handsome face, wondering why he was staring at me like that. The glint in his eyes was possessive and aggressive. It made me want to move away from him.

I was about to break free when I heard a low moan from him.

"Hey, don't move."

This sounded like a strict command to me. I paused and frowned at him. Why shouldn't I move when he was still grabbing my hands? This was so unfair.

Not willing to be submissive, I decided to provoke him.

I twisted my body like a caterpillar who was about to escape.

"What would you do if I move?"

Ignoring my question, the man lifted my dress further and parted my legs forcefully. I saw him take out a long hard thing from his pants. He then moved in between my thighs.

My lips flew open at the sight of his dick.

Noticing the fear and shock on my face, the man sighed and brushed my cheek. He then bent over to kiss me.

His kiss wasn't extremely rough this time. It was calm and loving.

In the blink of an eye, it broke all my defenses. Just as a strange wetness slipped out of my private part, I felt the hardness of his cock against it. My pussy was having its first visitor.

"Ouch! Be gentle..." I moaned in pain. It seemed like my private part was getting torn apart.

His hard dick tapped on the lips of my pussy severally. It was as if it was getting ready to take over its territory.

This was torturous and exciting at the same time. As the man's chin tautened, he wrapped his big hand around my waist. His thickness began to fill me inch by inch.

It wasn't until the thin membrane was broken that I finally realized that the situation was out of control. Tears welled up in my eyes the next second.

"Honey, don't cry." The man lowered his head and kissed me on the eye. His gentle and affectionate tone eased my heart a bit and I blinked back my tears.

His penis inside me started to feel good after a while. I didn't want him to pull out. When he sensed this, he began to move in and out of me slowly. I moaned uncontrollably.

Paula's POV

I had a splitting headache the moment I woke up. The first thing I saw was a gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling.

When I looked sideways, I saw that the closed heavy curtains blocked the sunlight, but a faint ray managed to peep in. The air in the room had a special smell. It wasn't unpleasant, but a little weird.

Memories of all that happened last night swiftly replayed in my head at this time.

In fright, I sprang up from the bed and my waist ached in the process. The sharp pain made me more sober.

It was at this moment that I noticed that I was stark naked under the blanket. My private part was wet and it hurt so much. Images of how I fucked a total stranger last night flashed through my mind. I realized that we had sex for the entire night.

"This is a dream. Don't panic, Paula. You are just dreaming," I muttered and felt so embarrassed. I wished that everything wasn't real.

But my hopes were dashed when a subtle snore came from my side.

I froze for a moment, grabbed the blanket, and carefully turned my head. There was a naked man. He turned over and I noticed he had an excellent figure. He was the same one that appeared in my crazy dream last night.

His perfectly-shaped eyebrows suddenly knitted and his eyelashes trembled. It seemed like he was about to wake up.

"Ah!" I screamed out loud after realizing that it wasn't a dream.

When I tried to get out of the bed, I fell to the floor with a thud. I didn't let that deter me. I picked up the clothes scattered on the floor in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

A low and attractive voice suddenly came from behind.

I grabbed my bra with one hand and my torn underwear with the other. Biting my lower lip, I turned around slowly to look at him. "Oh! You are awake..."

The man didn't respond. He just leaned against the headboard and gazed at me quietly.

I couldn't help but shift my eyes to the lower part of his naked body. My cheeks burned up at the sight of his huge penis.

Without thinking twice, I threw my bra to his groin and said, "You should cover that up."

My words were followed by an awkward silence. The atmosphere in the room became even weirder.

I regretted saying those words and throwing my bra on his cock. Damn! I must have had too much to drink last night. I was so stupid!

The man slowly picked up the thin bra and held it to his eye level. He raised his eyebrows and commented, "Hmm. Not bad."

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked in embarrassment.

"That was a compliment. You really know how to seduce a man. I have to hand it to you. Last night, you were so good. Kudos!" He had a smug smile. His current expression was nothing like how he had looked at me last night. He seemed to be a perfect gentleman before. But now, he was scary.

My mind exploded when I heard that sentence. What did he mean by that? Did he just say that I seduced him last night?

"What? Are you too embarrassed to admit that you are a good seductress?" Heedless of the glare I shot him, he got out of bed and walked up to me. The smile on his face was scornful now. "Well, I'm not surprised by your pretense. I have seen a lot of women like you."

"It just means that you are cheap and easy to seduce!" I fired back at him angrily.

We both had consensual sex last night. I found it rather annoying that he was throwing mud at me now. Last night was my first time to have sex. I wasn't a promiscuous girl like he was trying to insinuate.

"Let's cut to the chase, young lady. Tell me, how much do you want?" The man lowered his head. His hot breath sprayed on my ear. This sent a tingling sensation to my heart.

However, I tried my best to suppress the feeling.

"I don't want your money! For your information, I'm not that kind of girl!" His offer to pay me was the height of it all. I pushed him hard, but he didn't move an inch. His chest was as hard as a rock.

The man chuckled and stepped back. He then sat back on the bed as if he disbelieved me a hundred percent.

Although this fueled my fury, I didn't want to argue with him. I quickly put on my clothes so I could leave before I lost my cool.

"Wow! You look just like her when you are angry." A tinge of sentiment was in his voice when he said those words.

My blood was boiling, and I glared at him. "I look just like her? Who is that?"

"My wife. You look like my wife very much."

What the fuck! He was married! This was getting more annoying. How dare he compare me to his wife? What an unfaithful and annoying man!

"Bah! Spare me that crap. I wonder if your wife has ever told you that you are such a jerk and that you are bad in bed!" I yelled at him with my eyes blazing red. Afterward, I fled from the room.