Don't Mess With DRACO

Alexa's POV

"Sorry to disturb you, ma'am. A package arrived at the reception for you." Julia, my personal assistant, said and placed an envelope on my desk.

It was around 5 p.m. when I checked the time, releasing a sigh. I took the envelope and looked at it. I have been expecting this package for a while now. I stared at the thick envelope, thinking about what brought about the need to hire a private investigator to tail my husband. I know my husband has been there for me ever since I was diagnosed with cancer, but I always had a feeling he had been hiding something from me.

You can say I'm paranoid, but his actions led me to make this decision. Tell me why my husband would always come home late with the smell of female perfume on him. Even when he came early and was around, it was like he was doing everything on autopilot without any emotions. I also needed to make sure my husband was not up to anything for suggesting I transfer ownership of my shares to him.

I know I agreed to give him the shares. After all, I was going to die soon anyway because I didn't even want treatment, but I should at least make sure I was making the right decision.

I did not have marriage on my bucket list even when I was a child. My parents divorced when I was barely seven years old, and from their constant arguments prior to their divorce and the loneliness I had felt after I grew up alone in a boarding school lacking the warmth of a family, I really never thought I would get married and divorce just after two years.

Yes, I am getting a divorce. My marriage has come to an end.

I sat behind my mahogany desk in my office looking at the evidence on the desk. There were several pictures of my husband and his mistresses in different locations with dates scattered on the table. I must admit my husband's current mistress was quite beautiful. I have had my reservations about her ever since she became my husband's secretary about a year ago.

After I watched their interactions for a while and noticed their strict relationship dissolving into friendship, I began to complain about how close they were.

Daniel kept denying that whatever they had was strictly based on business whenever I complained about their close relationship making me out as an insecure, paranoid wife.

"I know you are stressed about your health and the company, and you're always tired, but always know that I'm here by your side. Why do you bother about my secretary? You have a male secretary yourself, and I'm not complaining. It's because I trust you. You should trust me too, right?"

Daniel had said these words to me about a week ago, and I even felt bad for hiring a private detective to tail him, but the truth was the opposite, seeing as the private detective I hired did not fail me. With this evidence, I am waiting to see the kind of excuse he would come up with.

I placed the photos back into the envelope and made my way out of the office. It was time to poke the sleeping lion.

I sat in my car and brought out my phone, placing a call to Daniel, who picked up after a few rings.

"Hi babe, there's something I need to tell you; can you come home early?" I asked, keeping my voice neutral,

"Okay, dear, I will try to come early. I'm quite busy today," Daniel responded.

"It's about the transfer of my shares; it's important that we talk," I added, knowing that would do the trick.

"Don't worry, dear, I'm on my way," Daniel said and ended the call.

I looked at the screen of my phone and sneered. 'He was really after my shares,' I thought. I didn't like the idea of getting treatment when I found out I had cancer. I hated hospitals, and if Daniel had not insisted and brought me to a doctor who examined me and said I was in the last stage and nothing could be done, I think I would have fallen and died just like that one day.

After my parents, Daniel was the only family I had, and even though I'm the major shareholder of Jones Corp. and it is currently among the top 10 in the country, many people do not know I'm the CEO. I wanted to give everything I had to Daniel, but who knew he was a wolf in sheep's clothing? I will give him one last chance to come clean and decide what to do about my shares in Jones Corp. after our talk.

I drove out of the parking lot, heading to the place I have called home for two years now. I took out the pictures of the other women since it might be a headache to find them and kept only the pictures of Elena, my husband's secretary and current mistress.

I had just finished taking a shower and was changing when I heard Daniel's car enter through the gates. I took the envelope and made my way to the hall.

"Hey, babe, are you alright? You scared me." Daniel said and kissed my cheeks. I smiled stiffly at him and pointed to the sofa; there was again the scent of female perfume.

"Have a seat; we need to talk." Daniel raised his eyebrows and asked with a probing gaze.

"Shouldn't we eat first? I won't be going back to the office again; don't worry, dear, I have put everything on hold to be with you tonight." Daniel said, pulling me into an embrace,

"Hmmm, you smell nice," he added. 'He must have set his sights on me after my call brought him home early. He didn't get the chance to have some action with his secretary,' I thought, and I angrily shoved him, the scent on him making me feel disgusted and my peaceful facade cracking.

"Stop touching me! Sit down; I have something to say," I said, my voice a pitch higher.

Daniel looked at me with a hurtful expression,

"What is wrong with you, why are you acting this way? Okay talk I'm all ears," he said and sat on the sofa.

"I want to start treatment for my cancer and hold off the transfer of my shares to you until after I have had a second opinion. I think I should not give up on myself and try to recover," I said in one breath and saw Daniel's sour expression. He was looking at me as if I had something on my face.

"What's with that look, did you hear what I said?" I prompted him when he continued staring at me.

"Alexa, did something happen? You cannot just change your mind about something we have already discussed," Daniel said, his voice sounding angry.

"Do you want me to die so that you keep everything I have to yourself?" The words came tumbling out of my mouth even before I thought about it.

Daniel looked at me with a gaze I never thought I would ever see on him and snarled.

"Good!... very good, I never thought you would think so lowly of me. I have been there for you when all your parents could ever do was give you money, I took you out of your rich but seriously lonely life." He made sure to stress on the "seriously lonely life."

I looked at Daniel with tears welling up in my eyes 'Yes he was right I was really lonely, that's why I took his affection seriously when he just gave me crumbs of the love I had been starved of ever since I can remember' I thought.

"Don't you dare use my emotions against me. Shouldn't you be happy I want to recover so that I can stay with you longer? Do you want me out of your side so much?" I yelled, my voice choking. I was so angry it was making me cry.

"You already said you wanted to spend your remaining days with me and not at the hospital, I don't want to see you going through so much pain, spending your last days at the hospital," Daniel said, his voice gentle, just like he always does when I begin to complain. I would have believed him at first but waited to see what he was up to when he added,

"You can still transfer your shares to me so that you can relax and get the treatment without any stress, don't worry about the company and have your treatment with peace of mind."

I looked at him and started laughing loudly, why did I never see he was such a fake?

"Don't worry about my company I obviously have everything covered" I sneered walking away.

"Hold it there Alexa! Don't you walk out on me, you used me when you needed me and you are discarding me when I'm no longer of benefit to you. I always knew you were selfish," Daniel spat angrily, his fingers pointing at me whilst talking as if I would think he was not talking to me.

"How did my decision to go for treatment make me a selfish person? You were the one always telling me to go for treatment and not give up on a chance to recover" I looked at him calmly and then placed a finger on my chin as if I was thinking about something and added with a smile

"Were you just saying it at that time because you knew I would surely not go for the treatment?"

Daniel shifted his gaze and responded,

"I will always love you and keep your best interests at heart, I never knew you doubted me so much"

'what an award winning actor he was, no wonder I never saw through his facade. I was so angry, I took the pictures out of the envelope and flung it at him

"Then what is the meaning of this?" I asked fuming. The look on his face told me he was not expecting what just happened.

"A..Alexa listen," Daniel said stuttering but I cut him off before he spewed more lies and said calmly

"I want a divorce"

"No! Never, I don't agree" Daniel held my shoulders,

"Alexa believe me, whoever sent you these pictures just wants to bring a misunderstanding between us, these pictures must be photoshopped. I can call Elena to come here and clear up everything. You can ask her yourself, there's nothing between us."

I looked at him shaking my head at him, I was too speechless to speak. Daniel was still denying everything even when there was evidence.

"Alexa I love you, why are you doing this? You are hurting me with your lack of trust," Daniel added, looking at me with a wronged expression. I just looked at him, still speechless, and ran to our bedroom locking the door after me.

I needed to be alone and sort out my thoughts. Daniel was never going to admit he cheated. Was I going to be with him and not divorce after everything I found out about my husband today? No, this is crazy. I have to get a divorce. My thoughts were interrupted by incessant knocking on the door

"Alexa, open the door! We need to talk!" Daniel said, knocking on the door fiercely.

"Go away! I don't want to see you!" I yelled.

"Alexa, talk to me! Why are you acting like this? I love you!" Daniel said, his tone heavy.

I gazed at the closed door, my eyes boring a hole through them.

"Leave me alone you liar! Don't make me hate you more." I yelled and heard the knocks stop and the sound of footsteps getting further away.

I breathed a sigh of relief but it did not take long before I heard footsteps approaching again and saw the key to the door turning. I had forgotten there was a spare key outside.

Daniel entered the room after the door opened, smiling gently but his smile was making me feel as if ants were crawling on my skin, his demeanor giving me a creepy feeling making me afraid of my husband for the first time ever. 'What is he up to?' I thought.

"Daniel, I'm tired. I want to sleep. Let's talk tomorrow okay?" I said calmly fearing what he would do if I provoked him again. Daniel looked at me, his face searching if I was sincere.

"Okay, let's talk tomorrow." He made a gesture to kiss my cheeks but caught me off guard kissing me on the lips. I had never felt so disgusted by a kiss, I shoved him off with all my might but he wouldn't bulge. I began to panic when he pinned me to the wall, his hands moving under my nightgown and touching me. No! He was going to take advantage of me, I bit him and slapped him hard across his face.

"Don't touch me with those filthy hands you moron," I roared and began to struggle out of his embrace.

"Don't make me angry Alexa, you are my wife and I shall have you whenever I want," Daniel said menacingly and picked me up, throwing me roughly onto the bed making me feel dizzy. Before I could come to my senses, he climbed the bed hovering over me and pinning me under his body. Tears were rolling down my cheeks at this point,

"Don't do this pls," I said, my voice choking. Daniel just looked at me and smiled, his fingers stroking my face,

"Why didn't you show such meekness before dear? If you had been as obedient as you are now, it would not have gotten to this. But what can I do? Your cries are turning me on. Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

I heard a click sound and felt something cold on my wrist and realized my left wrist was cuffed to the bedpost. I began trashing myself hysterically against him but he held me down.

"You don't want to see my rough side,'' Daniel whispered into my ear. His voice held a warning,

"I said I will be gentle. You will enjoy this" My eyes widened, realization dawning on me, he was really going to take advantage of me,

"I would scream and the staff would hear it and come up here" I threatened my heart beating due to nervousness.

"Sorry I forgot to tell you, I gave the staff the rest of the day off, we are the only ones in this house. I told them I wanted some alone time with you" He said smiling like the devil. I just lay there stiffly and gave up. There's nothing I can do after all.

"Good girl," he said and tore my nightgown, his eyes roaming all over my body. And started sucking my breast, his other hand fondling my other breast and giving it equal attention. I held back the moan trying to break out of my lips. I felt disgusted with myself for enjoying this

"Don't hold back dear, I know you are enjoying this'' Daniel whispered, his voice hoarse.

I kept quiet, ignoring his taunts. I could see he was enjoying this as he began trailing kisses on my navel down my stomach and placed a kiss right above my cunt. He inserted his finger slowly inside me, twirling and gliding it in and out of me, fucking my cunt with his finger.

Only the shame I felt was holding me back from pushing up my hips against his fingers. He then started to lick and suck my breast again making me let out moans I couldn't hold in. He smirked and drawled lazily,

"I can see you are enjoying the touch of my filthy hands on you, tsk.. tsk don't tell me you want my filthy dick inside you too" he pulled out his fingers which were glistening with my juices and added,

"You are wet dear. I never knew you were so dirty, seeing how you like filthy things." I was so angry about his words, that all the euphoria I was feeling died down bringing me to my senses.

"You make me sick, you bastard!" I spat angrily at him and myself.

"Really? Then let's see how sick I can make you," He scoffed and thrust his cock roughly into cunt. My cunt felt as if it was on fire but he never stopped and continued to thrust in and out my cunt roughly like a beast. I just laid there, my self esteem gone until he grunted having his release, and got off me. If I had not climaxed, I might have called him a beast for forcing me against my will but the fact that I enjoyed it brought me an immense sense of shame.

He stood by the bed and smiled looking down at me. "I'm sorry dear, look at what you made me do? But I know you enjoyed it. I love you too much to let you go. Don't ever bring up a divorce again hmm" he said and patted my hair, freed my wrist, and added, "I'm going back to the office, take a rest." He turned and made his way out of the room finally leaving me alone. I remained on the bed like a statue not moving a muscle, I was too tired to try. I felt cold both physically and emotionally.