Scandalously Yours

Think of the messiest place to hear a life changing rumor? I bet whatever you think can never be as wild as mine. I had diarrhea that morning so I spent the whole time going in and out of the toilet. I would have taken a leave but I had a meeting by noon to discuss my next project with the manager.

I was seated on the toilet seat when I overheard two women talking outside. I knew one of the voices. She was a cleaner here and she was usually nice to me. She had helped me out several times. How could I fail to recognize her voice?

"Are you sure she really got pregnant?" I heard the woman say. That caught my attention instantly so I peeped through the toilet. They probably didn't know I was in there.

"Poor girl!" The other woman muttered. "The girl is pretty and nice. However, I never knew she was that naive. Why would you get pregnant for Duncan of all people? There are contraceptives for a reason!"

Duncan. Were they talking about the Duncan I knew? The CEO of Duck Entertainment Agency and most importantly, my OWN boyfriend. I listened attentively, my heart pounding harder as every second passed.

"She is not only naive but foolish," the cleaner muttered. "Everyone knows that Duncan and Annie are a couple. Miranda should have known she was just a sex toy."

"I feel bad for Annie anyway," The other woman replied. "Is she even aware that her boyfriend's dick is for the whole company?"

Both women began to laugh now. They looked so happy, gossiping about me. I crept back to the toilet seat with my heart racing. I was the only Annie in the company so it was obviously me. It all began to make sense now. I flushed and went out of the toilet. The moment they saw it, they looked so flustered.

"Were both of you talking about me?" I asked even when I knew the truth. I bet I was hoping they would deny it.

"I'm sorry," The cleaner replied. She moved closer to me but I took a step back. I touched my forehead as it had begun to hurt.

"Tell me everything! I want to know the whole truth!"

**

I walked home high and dry. They had told me several things that I wished weren't true. I trusted Duncan. After all, he had been with me for months and he had shown me love. I wanted to believe they were wrong but I had doubts. I decided not to confront him about it. I didn't want to hear the ugly truth.

But I couldn't bear it. I ended up calling him, telling him that I'd like to see him right away. Luckily, he was still in the office. I got in my car and drove down there immediately.

He was waiting for me outside. I walked towards him with my heart thumping.

"Why are you outside?" I asked calmly.

"Come with me, babe. I wanted us to see a movie together. It's been a while since we had a date, you know," Duncan smiled at me. It was that smile I fell for. Even now, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach.

"I have something important to say..." I told him frankly.

"That can wait!" He smiled again. "I've missed going on dates with you. Will you deny me that?"

I took a deep breath. Duncan pushed me playfully and led me into his car. He opened the door and closed it after me. Such a gentleman, I thought! How would he cheat on me when he loved me this much? I must have been a fool for doubting him due to mere rumors.

Duncan drove us and I came out of my shell. I decided to enjoy the date with him and the ride was amazing. I chatted with him like usual. We got popcorn and walked to the cinema.

"Do you know what I love the most about this cinema?" I whispered into his ears.

"The moment..." He looked into my eyes.

"The moment the light goes off," I smiled at him. I felt newly in love. Duncan never failed to make my heart flutter. The play was a romantic comedy, just the type I liked. It was two hours well spent.

And he drove me back home and in front of my door, we kissed like two youngsters that just fell in love. You know those types of kisses that came with giggles. He watched me enter before he left.

I jumped on the bed out of excitement. I loved Duncan, those rumour mongers could go to hell. I was sure that their plan was to get me to break up with Duncan. I would never do that, not in this world or the next.

**

That weekend, I decided to pay Duncan a surprise visit. I had been longing for his touch anyway so I had a freaky weekend prepared with him in my head. I had the security pass so entry wasn't a problem at all. I made sure the security man didn't inform Duncan. I wanted my presence to be a surprise. Duncan would be very excited to see me, I thought.

I had rehearsed what to say when I saw him. I would be like "Ta-da", you know that way of announcing a reveal. It was the best for this moment.

He wasn't in the living room nor his workspace which was strange. The only place he could be was his bedroom but he rarely slept in the afternoon. I tiptoed to his bedroom with my heart full of anticipation. As I stood in front of the door, I heard some weird noises.

Was he watching a movie? I opened the door to feed my eyes only to find Duncan with two other women I knew, models in our company.

The first was riding him while the second had buried her pussy on his face.

My heart skipped a beat.

I walked out of the room.

"Annie!" He shouted. He pushed away the girls and ran after me. He held onto me, stopping me from leaving.

"Let me go!" I said firmly, not turning back.

"Please," I heard him say. I turned back and stared at him. He was fully naked. His penis was half hard.

"Let go!" I shouted, pushing him away slightly. "You irritate me!"

**

I had meant to stay away from Duncan but I got a text from him.

"I need to see you at the office. As your boss."

He had neither conscience nor empathy. With my job on the line, I had no other choice than to see him. At the office, I began to hear whispers I never paid attention too in the past. Apparently, Duncan had impregnated a 19-year old model, Miranda.

Now, I was infuriated. I had no wish to keep my job with such an animal.

As I walked angrily to his office, a group of ladies walked past me. They were recently signed to the agency. Definitely, Duncan had slept with every one of them discreetly.

I entered his office without knocking and the moment he saw me, he raised his eyebrows in concern. He was in a meeting with two people and it looked like an important thing.

"What are you doing here, Annie? I have a meeting!" Duncan exclaimed.

I began to laugh. Duncan's guests looked at me like I was some sort of hysterical witch. Duncan was furious, I rarely saw that look in his face.

"We have a lot to talk about, Duncan. You can postpone this meeting or watch me ruin it!" I stared at him without blinking. I was sure he was flustered. He had never seen me this livid.

"We should leave, Mr. Duncan," One of the guests muttered uneasily. "Please reach out to my secretary for a reschedule."

"I am sorry, sir," Duncan apologized. The guests went outside and right after, Duncan came near me. He looked like he was about to burst. "Have you gone crazy?"

"Yes, I've gone completely crazy!" I shouted at him. "I can't believe I trusted a jerk like you and wasted all my time loving you!"

"If this is about what happened earlier..." Duncan began. "It's not enough to do this. I might not forgive you if you keep at this."

"Forgiveness is in my hands, not yours," I replied calmly. "You have slept with all the women here, haven't you?"

"What!" Duncan exclaimed as if he was going to deny it.

"I also found out about Miranda. I heard she is pregnant with your child. 19-year old Miranda just joined the agency..." I said out of frustration. "How could you do this to me?"

"That's a lie," Duncan replied. I raised my head and stared at him. He had an explanation to offer. "I agree that I was rash. I shouldn't have slept with Miranda without a condom."

"What?" This was my time to be bewildered. Duncan wasn't denying the rumor.

"However, she is no longer pregnant. Both of us are adults and we agreed reasonably that an abortion would be the best of our careers. She got the abortion yesterday and everything is fine," Duncan told me. "I can't believe you barged into my office and ended such an important meeting because of frivolous rumors."

He neither looked bothered nor guilty. I was shocked. How could a man be so thick-skinned?

"You act as if you did the right thing..." I muttered.

"Just calm down, Annie!" Duncan told me shortly. "I have no serious business with those girls. I fuck them and that's it. They are like whores. You are different from them."

He touched my hair, stroking it slowly, "You are the only one I love."

"Stop!" I exclaimed as I pushed his hand away. "Touch me one more time and I will show you I can be just like an angry wolf."

I was sobbing uncontrollably now. I grabbed his shirt and pulled lightly. He had used my body, time, and sincerity. What's worse is that he didn't feel guilty about it at all.

"Let me go!" Duncan shouted. I held on and he slapped me across the face. I fell as I panted, shocked by what just happened.

"You slapped me?" I muttered in shock.

"And I will do it again, bitch!" Duncan mocked me. He had taken off his mask.

The floor was so cold that it made me feel as if I had been stripped naked and buried in the snow. Duncan was laughing hysterically. He was obviously enjoying himself.

"I hate hypocrites like you!" Duncan shouted. "You think I've been happy with you all these while too? Nah, I've been enduring you. I hate dumb women like you. Why did it take you so long to find out?"

"You will die in my hands," I swore under my breath.

"Oh, will I?" Duncan laughed harder. "Listen up, little one. You seem to forget that I am the one with power here. Your career is in my hands. Wasn't your dream to become a popular actress and model? Isn't that why you signed with my agency?"

"That was it," I muttered. "However, I was carried away by childish love. I was foolish."

"You are still foolish. It's not a thing of the past!" Duncan insisted. "How dare you make a scene here! You know what happens if I blacklist you? You will be a nobody in the entertainment industry forever."

I stood up and dusted my clothes.

"That's my problem to deal with, scumbag!" I shouted.

"I will make you a life changing offer..." Duncan stared at me. "You've been my personal whore and slave for several months. I don't want your career to end like this so I will give you the chance to redeem yourself."

I clenched my fists, "Don't toy with me, Duncan."

"Get on your knees and beg me. Unzip my trousers and suck my dick as if your life depends on it. If I feel you are sincere enough, I might save your career..." Duncan smiled sheepishly. He was confident I would accept this offer.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds.

"You will lose everything you've worked for if you don't accept my deal. You know I don't make empty threats. When I say I will destroy someone, I keep to my words," Duncan said convincingly. "Go on your knees and call me daddy."

He was right. He could destroy my life. I took a deep breath and came near him. He smiled as I bent. My right leg touched the ground and I watched him close his eyes, waiting to be unzipped. I clenched my fists as hard as I could and punched his balls. I didn't hit hard enough but he cried out in pain. He was rolling all over the floor, writhing in pain.

"Ahhh!" He cried.

"Scumbag!" I shouted and turned to leave the room.

"I will kill you, bitch!" He managed to shout. I walked on without turning back. It was the end of our unfortunate relationship.

**

Hitting Duncan's balls made me feel better for a while but I soon relapsed. I used to think fate was on my side. Not many aspiring actresses had the opportunity to be in a relationship with Duncan Mann, a legendary actor and producer. He was loved by all and sundry and I used to think I was so lucky to be with him. That was why I worked my ass off while thinking I would be married to such a desired man someday.

I never knew I was in a state of delusion then.

I rarely drank but today, I needed it badly.

As I walked into the bar, I could see a woman drinking. She was sitting exactly at the place I used to. I go to the bar several days a week but this was the first time I was seeing her. I went there and sat next to her.

"Shall I get your regular, sir?" The barman asked me. I nodded and the barman got ready. The barman knew me, of course. I was a well-known customer there.

I turned towards the woman now. She was a beautiful one but I could sense she was sad just from the way she drank. I asked the barman to get her another drink, it was on me.

"Thank you for the drink," She muttered. Our eyes met and she seemed to be processing where she had seen my face. I was a popular public figure so she might know me.

"Do you know me?" I asked just to be safe.

"I'm not sure," She smiled at me. We didn't discuss after this. We drank in silence and then, I began to notice her stealing gazes at me. I didn't care at first but since I was interested in her, I took that as my opening.

"Do I look that charming?" I asked while focused on his drink. I could tell she was startled.

"I will stop staring!" She sighed afterwards.

Thinking I might have chased her off made me feel bad. I turned towards her, this time looking more interested.

"Are you okay?" I asked. "It's just because I'm curious."

"I'm not fine," She replied readily. "However, what's it to you? Just drink up and leave."

I smiled. It felt similar. My guess was that she was going through a heartbreak. I leaned in and focused on her.

"Perhaps, I was right," I said calmly, looking for attention.

"About what?" She was curious. She just got hooked.

"I once met a woman here. She just got divorced so she was drinking herself to stupor. Her husband was more like a beast but she was so madly in love with him that she mourned their separation..." I told her. "She was a victim of domestic abuse yet she still loved her abuser."

"Women are so foolish!" She shouted. That felt like she was talking to herself.

"Keep it down, Miss," The barman muttered. I turned towards him, giving him a disapproving stare.

"Shut it!" She shouted at him. "Why does everyone treat me as if I am a nuisance? Am I not a human being like you?"

She looked frustrated. She must be taking out her anger on the poor barman.

"Hey, calm down," I tried to console her. However, I had no words to say. That was when I realized that for several years, I had never consoled someone. Maybe it was because my life was sad enough.

"Do you think I'm noisy too?" She asked me, her eyes pleading.

"You're drunk, Miss. I will take you home," I offered. She pushed me away instead and burst into tears. She looked at me and picked my glass of alcohol. She grabbed it without my permission, gulping every single drop of it.

"Hey, why did you do that?" I asked, alarmed.

She smiled at me like a naughty kid and then passed out.

I wondered who she was. How could she get so drunk and fall in the arms of a stranger like me? Rousing her would be a hard job but I couldn't bear to leave her there as well. The barman stared at me.

"Are you going to pay her bill?" The barman asked carefully.

"Add it to mine," I replied. I tapped her gently, trying to rouse her. However, it was nearly impossible. She had no phone with her so there was no chance I could call a friend of hers. There was one last choice.

I took her to a hotel.

I had no shady intentions in doing this. It would be dangerous to let her roam free while she was in the state so I drove her to the nearest hotel. She sobered up a little on the ride so I only assisted her in walking so she wouldn't stumble and fall. I helped her into the hotel room and tucked her into bed properly.

"She looks beautiful..." I found myself muttering. I turned to leave but she held me back. I turned and she pulled me in. Our faces were only a few inches apart now. She wrapped her hands around my neck and I was unable to break free. What the hell was she doing?

"Hey... Let me go," I muttered.

"Didn't you bring me here for this? Why are you acting so innocently?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked harmlessly.

"Acting as if you know nothing about this is cute but I don't fancy it..." She replied. Her lips touched mine as she kissed me wildly. She was obviously hungry for my touch. However, I remained unshaken or so I thought.

"I didn't bring you here for that reason," I said after our lips went apart. "Have a good night."

I turned to leave again but she held onto me, this time her clench was tighter. She sat up and when I looked at her, she gazed at me with seductive eyes. I could feel my dick halfway hard.

"I want you. Don't go," She muttered.

She held onto me, taking charge. I kissed her back and took control. Right before I could take her clothes off, I stared her. She looked wasted, honestly.

So I hesitated. I waited for a minute and she slept off.

**

My name is Julian Holland and I am a popular actor. I am the CEO of the biggest entertainment agency in London, Empire entertainment, and I am a billionaire in my own right. Unlike the several billionaires in London, I didn't become one by means of inheritance. In fact, I grew up as an orphan. I was abandoned as a baby and as for my parents, I never got to know them. I grew up in an orphanage and my journey to success and stardom was from scratch.

No connections, just talent and hard work!

I had a perfect public image that I had maintained all through my career. My reputation in the business had earned me several accolades but beneath the young and successful man that I was in public was a young man who hadn't healed from his sad past. A man still haunted by youthful heartbreak.

"Julian Holland!" Those were the first words I heard that morning. I wondered who was calling my full name and as I opened my eyes, I saw her, the woman I brought to the hotel last night.

Fuck it! She knew me.