Forbidden Affairs (love)

Sexual scene ahead!!!!!

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CHAPTER 1

I went crazy after taking two shots of vodka down my throat, I waited for everything in my mind to clear, all my worries to drain off because that was the main reason I was attending this nightclub. I knew I wouldn't remember anything after this night, I never did. A fight between my mind telling me to stop drinking because of the serious headache it will lead to the next morning and my heart that is aching with wage.

I took another shot and in those minutes, I could see heaven as I dragged my foot to the dance floor and started dancing, ready to forget all my pains. I moved my body slowly along to the beat of the music playing in the background, I was about to fall when a pair of soft but masculine hands caught me before my body could hit the cold floor.

"Careful there, miss," he said, pulling me close to his chest.

"Tha............ n....k... You..." I said, trying to position myself by holding him on his shoulder. I could smell his cologne because of the way our bodies were close, it smelled expensive and not some ordinary cheap cologne. I looked into his eyes, it was brownish and I also noticed the way he styled his hair, the front hair was jelled while the remaining was facing downward. His face looked familiar, but I couldn't point out where, how or even when I could've seen him. I tried to remember, but my headache increased.

"What is a beautiful lady like you doing alone in this place"? He asked, whispering into my ears.

"What is a handsome guy like you also doing here at this party alone with a low spirit?" I said, answering his question with another question.

"Sassy, I like it". Giving me a sympathetic smile and a smirk which said, "you look hot".

"My name is Mark, by the way, what is yours?" Asking again.

I put my index finger on his lips to keep him mute, must he always ask questions. I closed the little gap separating our body and kissed him on his lips in exchange for my finger. Not only that, I could taste a little bit of red wine on his lips. At that moment I tasted of wine too. Likewise, I think he isn't drunk at all, while I on the other hand am nothing to write home about. Furthermore, I knew everything I was doing that night was because of the alcohol I had taken. I sighed against his lips when he wasn't responding to my kiss, I waited a little for him to give me some entrance. He looked at my face with an expression I couldn't point out, God knows what was going through his mind.

***Mark POV***

Ok guys, don't blame me. I've been looking at her since she entered the club, the way she moved her body with those curves that says take me now.

Her face looked familiar, but I just don't know from where, I tried to remember by putting my two hands over my face. All the memory came to me at once.

Yes!!!! She is Ella's elder sister, she told me it was her sister when I was going through her gallery. Immediately my eyes were set on her, I couldn't remove my mind from her and here I am engaged to her little sister.

Why didn't I meet her before getting myself into this kind of situation I said, hissing at myself.

I only came to this club to stop thinking of her because Ella noticed my behaviour changed immediately she showed me her picture and here I am my problem showing up again.

Have been looking at her the way she was drinking, she had this attitude that said "I want to be wasted". My gaze followed her every move.

I knew she was drunk, so I stood up and followed her to the dance floor. And she was kissing me without my permission, even though I also needed it too. I couldn't resist it even if I wanted to. "I want to fuck her hard" that was the only sign my dick had been showing me since my fiancée showed me her pic.

Just one kiss, one kiss, I said to my self repeatedly.

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He deepened the kiss, holding me by my waist to my surprise. Our tongues seeking for entrance. I jumped and wraps my two legs around his waist and continued kissing like a beast ready to feed on its prey. I straddled him as he makes his way towards an empty room upstairs. I didn't even notice when he started climbing the stairs.

He uses his left leg to open the door, and walks to the only bed sitting in the room. We both collapsed on the soft bed. I felt his hardness against my core.

Mark drops me on the bed and adjusted himself. I couldn't wait any longer, I knew he was hesitating, but I pulled him closer and traced his chest with my fingers, I only wanted to enjoy this blissful night even though he was a stranger. All my desires kept rushing to my mind, if possible I could eat him raw.

I left him alone and started removing my shirt and my short skirt, now remaining my lacy black bra and pant.

Mark looked at my two full breasts and a persistent smile appeared on his face, he sighed and closes his eyes as I made my way towards his shirt and pants.

After removing his shirt, I went to his pants and unzip it, I moved it down slowly, and a devilish smile appeared on my face. He pushed me on the bed and I admired the sexy body that beholds him.

He couldn't take it any longer, he had tried to stop himself but no progress, this was a point of no return, no man could resist my body. I mean a man with a tail at the front, I said to myself.

He mumbles some words that only he could hear and understand. He moves towards my body and lowered his face close to my pant. Not only that, but he pulled my pant slowly down to my mid-thigh.

"Fuck," he said, using his two middle fingers to trace my half-shaved Pussy.

"Come on," I muttered, "Is that all you got?"

Mark waited no more time before inserting his two fingers inside my g-spot. I blinked immediately I felt that, I had always enjoyed this kind of feeling. Even more than sex, unfortunately for me, the last guy I dated was a wimp. The only thing he knew how to do was admire himself in front of a mirror for hours, which is very stupid for a guy to do, no offense.

Forget about that, he's not important for now and will never be, I repeated in my mind. I just needed to enjoy myself this night.

"Um................ Faster, yeah, that exact place," I said. Mark moved his finger to my clit and gives it a little pinch. The pleasure felt so good.

"Stop teasing me"!!

He lifts his face up with a smirk, his second hand went straight to my bra. He unclipped it and squeezes my left breast and takes it into his mouth and his other fingers still rubbing my clit.

I left out a sexy moan, when last did I do that? The way he's sucking my nipple makes my core more wet and hot.

My hands move to his hair, I removed his mouth from my nipple to my mouth and kissed him hard.

Mark gets up from the bed and removes his briefs, the only thing blocking our way, he strokes his dick slowly which made my pussy more wet. He looks so long and hard, enough of the look, I seductively crawled towards him as he was at the end of the bed.

I knelt before his waist, I removed his hand and exchanged it with my mouth.

"Oh, my fucking God," I said.

"Can you tell me your name now? " he asked me in a hush tone.

"Isabelle Anderson "I said stammering, my pussy dripping already begging for his dick.

"I know you can't resist this", he said pointing to his manly figure.

"Enough of the question and answers", I said. I suck on his tip and down to his shaft, I sucked as if it was my only lollipop, trust me am not sharing this with anyone. His fist packs a handful of my hair and pushed my head back and forth to control my movement. I fucked his dick with my mouth hard.

"Oh, that is enough, time for me to enjoy." Mark said with a smirk.

He pushed me down on the bed and positioned himself at my entrance but before he could I reminded him of condom which luckily, he had with him. He wore it for the both of us and rammed into me hard.

He fucked me hard for about 10minutes, I let out another moan and tried to say something but it was nonsense coming out of my mouth. As he was about to pull out, I moaned his name this time. We both released inside the condom and sleep took me off.

He removed the condom, cleaned me up and tuck me in. He went to the bathroom, he took shower and dress up back. He left the room but not without leaving an aspirin, a glass of cup and a note containing his number. He made sure nobody disturbed me before leaving the building.

To be continued...........................................

Due to the research I made before sleeping last night about the company, I woke up late, it took me 20 minutes before getting ready for the job interview and one hour before arriving at the company, as I alighted from the Uber I took and walked straight to a big building with a big brown gate. I made my way towards the security guard sitting beside the gate.

"Good morning sir," I said to the aged man fast asleep on the bench with his mouth open and drool dropping on his hand which he used as a pillow to support his head.

I said again, "Good morning sir," but this time loud for him to jerk forward from his sleep. The man jumped up from the bench like a thief caught red-handed.

"Morning," he said using his right hand to clean the drool sticking on his face. What can I help you with he said in an angry tone adjusting his trousers.

"Eeeeeeeew," I said. "I am here for a job interview, please hurry up and open the gate because any minute from now I will be late.

"Oh, so you are the person the receptionist told me about yesterday," he said "But you are late for the job already. Let me just give some advice go back to wherever you were coming from because as I far as I know of the boss of this company, coming late is his number one prohibited rule which nobody dares to forfeit in this company and as for you, your case is critical," he said with a wide smile face on his face.

"Can you please just open the gate sir?" I told him. Who was he to tell me what to do, he really needs to get fired from his job because as well as I know his business is to open and close the gate not to interrogate and conclude on my fate. With a lot of arguments, the man eventually opened the door for me and I wasn't able to even ask for the receptionist office due to his attitude.

As I walked into the company, I managed to get the direction of the receptionist office wrong and my phone could have been helpful but the battery was totally down. Today was just not my day I said out loud in a frustrated tone, before I realized what I was doing, I had opened the terrace floor door which shut behind me with a resolute thunk leaving me no option but to start panicking. I got fed up of banging on the door and started looking for another way out of my mess.

Turning to my left I could see a small door which I kicked open with my left foot and to my bewilderment a man dressed in an expensive suit with glasses was sitting on a well-furnished chair holding a file with his eyes glued to it. He didn't even notice when I walked into his office until I greeted him.

"Good morning," I said. "Can you please do me a favour by showing me the CEO's office, also I have a complaint about your security guy..." I wasn't able to finish my statement when I heard a loud thud from the file he dropped on the table. He lifted his eyes piercing into mine,

" And who are you and what made you think you can give a complain about any of my staff," he asked with a Stern face.

"Actually....," I said. "I'm here for a job interview for the post of the personal assistant of the CEO," I removed my gaze from him. I just don't why am suddenly feeling hot just by looking at his face. I gaze through the room to make sure the air conditioner was on and to my surprise it was.

"Well....well.... well...., look who finally showed up for the interview if it isn't miss attitude, so you are the special person my receptionist had been talking about non-stop, but to my disappointment you are nothing compared to what she talked about, lastly find your way out of my office because you are late for the interview."

Everything he said entered my right ear and passed out of my left, my attention had drifted away since the first word he mentioned thrice since I am fully admiring the design of the office, like seriously I hadn't seen an office as big as this and well furnished. The architect really did a good job as I thought to myself smiling.

"Please get out of my office now," he said out loud as if my presence was like a thorn on his skin.

That was the statement that brought me back to reality. "Sir....... Please hear me out," I told him. "Please just give me five minutes of your time to talk, I really need this job," now I sounded so desperate.

"Sir Please," I said again.

"Sit," he said pointing to the chair opposite him. "Now let's start with the interview," he added. "After the introduction I will ask you three questions, if you are able to answer them then the job is yours and make the introduction snappy, I don't need to know about your personal life or family life."

"Isabelle Johnson, that's my name. I studied economics in Harvard University and graduated with a first-class degree," I told him. I worked as a manager in UBA bank and a former staff in Velvet Vinos company but got sacked due to some reasons."

"Hmmmm...sacked from previous work place, we will come back to that."

"First question, why do you think you are capable of this post," he asked.

"Sir," I said with confidence. "I might be an economist but working here will be my dream come true and I have a sensitive taste bud which will be very helpful for you to know the perfect taste for your wines."

"Second question, according to you what is your weak point and strong point?"

"I face all my situations whether bad or good and as for the weak point, I don't think I have any and when I know it, I will use it as a strength to boost me." I answered him.

"Ok, if you are given the biggest project in your career which the contract could help your company which is at the bridge of collapsing and your honesty is being tested what will you do?" he asked rubbing his palms together.

I thought to my self for some seconds before finally answering him. "Like I said earlier I face my situation whether bad or good, firstly about my honesty being tested, I won't partner with someone like that so I will let God take absolute control and lead me through it," I said standing up from the chair. "As for me anything beyond me is for God, I won't give in to temptation no matter how important the project maybe because what is wrong will forever be wrong and..." I hesitated before continuing.

"I think you need to change your perspective about people and sorry to say you are fucking rude."

After my statement everywhere became silent for a while, I opened my bag and took my CV and dropped it on his table.

"Get out," he said in a commanding tone.

"What!" I said in a shocked tone. "Just like that? Are you kidding me, so the questions I answered were for nothing?" I asked him again but with no response from him just his hand pointing towards the door.

I took my handbag and marched out of his office but not without shoving my middle finger at him.

When I got home from my interview with Mr grumpy man, that was the name I decided I would call him for now because I found no reason to call him by his name. I rushed to my room and changed into a Mickey mouse pyjama and packed my hair into a messy bun and then took my phone that was continuously ringing on my night stand, unlocked it and picked the call.

"Hello mum," I said as I shifted to the small window near my bed and gazed through the shaped clouds.

"Isabelle! When are you coming home?" She asked in a questionable tone.

"Mum!" I answered. "I have no reason to be home, so please stop pretending that you care about me and just go straight to the point, why did you call?"

"Watch your mouth! Since you finished college you haven't done anything meaningful with your life unlike your younger sister who is engaged to a well-known billionaire," she said.

I've never been the favourite child, even though I was the first born. My mother disliked me for no reason, whilst my dad only talked to me when he felt like. At least he didn't nag me as mum does.

I waited for some seconds before disconnecting the call, switched the phone off and threw it on the bed. I shivered as the cold air hit me making my hair fly around my face. It was freezing and am sure anytime from now I will start raining. Seeing the bright moon peeking from the window and I went to bed.

It was the sunshine that woke me up the next day.... I frowned and stood up from the bed to check the time. My eyes were wide open when I checked the time, it was 10 o'clock which showed I was very tired last night, I thought as I pushed my hand over my mouth yawning out loud.

one put a lovely smile on my face. I took the coffee and walked back into my room to freshen up. Soon I changed into something simple and comfortable, since I was not planning to go anywhere except if Jenny showed up at my doorstep. My eyes fell on my phone laying on the bed as I was sipping the coffee, I switched the phone on and checked through my call history and messages. The only new message was from Jenny telling me that she had been calling my phone since.

Knock! Knock!

I sighed as I stood up to check who it was.

"Okay! okay! am coming." I shouted at the top of my lungs since the door bell continued to ring.

'Who could it be?' I thought to myself, my parents and younger sister were not the type to visit me and as for Jenny, she would have notified me if she would be coming.

I hurriedly opened the door without even looking through the eye hole, by which I later regretted my actions because it could be a complete stranger or a.... gosh! I panicked.

A man dressed in a black suit was standing in front of me smirking.

I was confused and surprised when I saw who it was. I pinched my face to be sure I wasn't dreaming.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in desperation.

"Oh!" Mike exclaimed, pushing me out of the way and made his way into the room and also glancing through the entire area.

"Not bad." he said sarcastically. "Is this how you welcome your visitors or you just chose not invite me in? Also, I've been calling you since 8am this morning but your phone has been switched off, so can you do us all a favour by switching it on?" he asked.

"Uh?" was the only word that came out of my mouth when I opened it to reply to his questions. My gaze landed on his face.... damn this guy is beautiful, his brown eye balls pierced into mine, and made my body shiver. His hair was tossed at one side and his hands were in his pocket.

"What brings you here? How and why did you manage to find my place?" I asked him.

He smiled and took three steps to cover the distance between us, he leaned a little. "Aren't you flattered to see me here in your apartment?"

I faked a smile. "That is the last thing I would feel about you." I replied him.

Some minutes passed, an hour passed before we realized we've been talking.

I discovered later that Jenny gave him my contact and my address was written inside my resume. He also told me to start my post the next day and enlightened me about his rules and regulations for being his assistant.

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