Sextuplets For The Impotent CEO

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Shannon bent down and picked up the accessories that she had mistakenly spilt on the floor. "I'm sorry, please..." she apologised again, forcing a smile on. She was done purchasing and was about to leave when she stumbled on a gentleman dressed in a navy blue suit, standing immobile at a side.

She stretched her hand. "Nice meeting you. My name is Shannon..."

He gave her a hard-long look and averted his gaze, not ready to respond to anyone but his personal assistant that had gone into the mall to get some things ready.

After standing for seconds and being ignored by him, she decided to take her leave. He didn't spare her a glance, and she didn't bother saying a word to him any longer.

While she was still waiting for a cab to come by, a car drove past her and stopped. She stared to see what was going on, and to her surprise, a young man peeped through the window and went in again. "What's that for? He didn't accept my hand, and now he's peeping on me..." she hissed, pretending to not see anything. "I need to reach the company as quick as possible..." she muttered, waving the cab before her to stop.

"One Click Textiles Enterprise!" She said to the driver before stepping into the car. She imagined how Tony would react once she steps into his office with the surprise....and, what if he ends up kissing her before his employees?

Her face was covered with a silly smile as the car drove towards the side of the road. It parked before the gate, and Shannon stepped out. She dipped her hand into her purse, paid the driver off, and turned to face the gate. It was her first time setting her feet into her husband's company in three years of marriage.

It was Mr. Tony's birthday, and Shannon had saved a lot for this day to surprise her husband for the first time. She had been a housewife who barely stepped her feet out of the building and was tired of it.

Although it was ordered by her husband, Tony, she intends to convince him this time by getting the gift so he would permit her to get a job doing or work in his company.

"I am here to see my husband!" Shannon said to the security personnel standing before her, obstructing her way. She didn't expect anyone to come across her or try to hold her back because she was the wife of the CEO. "You heard me well..."

The young man shook his head. "I'm sorry, but you can't just see the CEO that way. I can redirect you to the manager, and through him, you will be able to see the CEO if it's something that he can't handle." he elaborated.

Shannon gulped. Her lips pouted.

"Between, you're not dressed like one of a higher status. You can't even see the manager dressed that way....yet you claim that the CEO is your husband," he added, taking a good look at her shabby dress.

She glanced at the package she was holding and then at the young man. "Take me to him first. You can throw me out if he denies that I'm not his wife. As for my dressing, that's how I prefer to dress-everyone mustn't know that I'm the CEO's wife."

"CEO's wife? Who gave you the title?"

Shannon turned behind to see a lady dressed in a brown suit with her hair weaving around. "I am the CEO's wife. Is that an issue?"

The lady smirked, coming closer. She pointed her fingers at Shannon's cheek and shook her head. "You are disrespecting Mr Tony. How can you refer to yourself as his wife when his wife is the secretary and everyone knows that? Do you fucking want to rust in jail....?"

Shannon couldn't believe his ears. Was that a prank? A test? Or what? How was her husband's secretary known as the wife instead of her?

She nibbled her bottom lip, raising her shoulders high. "I am the wife of CEO Tony, so bite your lips." she quaked the lady and hastened her steps towards the building, less concerned with what the lady and the security personnel were busy discussing about her.

As she stepped into the building, a lady approached her with a slight smile. "Hi!" she waved her hand at the lady, drawing the attention of the other ladies. "I am here to see Mr Tony. Could you direct me to his office?"

They glanced at each other, and then the lady before her bowed slightly. I'm sorry, Ma'am, but I can't take you to him with the way you look tattered. I can make a way for you to see the Manager instead."

Shannon scoffed. What sort of drama was that? Were they expecting her to wear some sort of clothes designed with golden pearls when Tony doesn't care about her at all? The only use she is to him is to get fucked on his bed and sees to it that he cums at least twice before leaving for her room.

She had lived with Tony for three years and is more valuable than a carpet. He doesn't look after her and keeps reminding her that their marriage was never his will and so he will have nothing to do with her.

One thing she didn't think about was that Tony would keep her hidden as his wife and present another woman, yet she always prayed and hoped that he would come to love her someday.

If someone else was taking her position as the wife, then it meant one thing-Tony had been cheating on her for a long time now....maybe, even before they got married.

"You must be the clerk-" Shannon said to the lady who gave a single nod. "Where is the Manager's office located?"

With a scoff, the clerk responded, "Just between the CEO and his wife, the secretary's office."

"This isn't a joke!" Shannon mumbled. 'No one knows me here as his wife-it's just that secretary. I wonder if they had a marital vow, or he's just displaying her instead of me since I am one local bitch like he always says.' she swallowed her saliva and turned to the clerk. "Take me to the Manager if you insist...."

The clerk nodded. "Follow me-"

They made use of the elevator which took them to the floor where they could find the three most special and important offices.

"I'll ring the doorbell for you...." the clerk uttered and walked to the Manager's doorpost.

Shannon saw that as an opportunity and dashed toward the CEO's doorpost instantly.

"What are you doing there?" came the loud voice of the clerk.

Before she could reach Shannon to hold her back, she whined the door handle, and luckily, it was unlocked.

"Don't get in-" the clerk screamed, but she dashed in and slammed the door behind the clerk.

As she lifted her face, with her chin raised a bit.....her eyes bulged at what was before her. The parcel she was holding slipped off her palm.

"Tony!!" she couldn't tell if her voice was heard, but she knew she had just mentioned her husband's name. "What....what...what are you....?"

"Why are you here?" Tony cut her short.

"Pardon me, Sir. I didn't know when she barged in..." the clerk pleaded from the doorpost.

Tony tried to reach out for his shirt on the table, but Haven, her secretary, didn't let him.

"You can leave, Clerk-" he managed to respond to the clerk and then placed back his palms on Haven's butt. "I was having a nice moment with my secretary only for you to disrupt it..."

Shannon sniffled. "So it's true. She's the one everyone thinks is your wife...."

"How do you expect me to present a thing like you as a wife? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" his voice came like an arrow that stabbed into her heart. "You can watch me fuck her if you won't leave....."

Tears welled up in her eyes. Not presenting her as a wife is a different thing from cheating with his secretary.

Her lips quivered. She regretted ever making up her mind to gift her husband. Her eyes fixated on them as they groaned pleasurably while their flesh slammed against each other. The way he penetrated his secretary was so different from the way he did to her. Their moans of relish filled the office, causing her heart to shatter more.

Haven turned to her, lips agape and her hands holding onto the table. She snorted, throwing mocking stares at Shannon-and then she bit her lips. "Oh, yes, baby..." she licked her lips. "I don't want to stop this....."

Tears dropped from Shannon's eyes. She couldn't believe that she had been sharing her husband with another woman and hadn't even tasted the sweeter side of him.

She wiped her cheek and picked up the parcel from the floor. She walked to the table and dropped it there, not minding what was going on before her. "I will be heading back home....."

Tony smirked. "It's fine if you can't stand me cheating on you. Just sign the divorce papers on the table in my room before I return and leave my house if you can't continue being a sex toy."

"Really!?" Shannon wiped her lips. "You want to divorce me? What of the company that I built with you?" her voice rose at each word.

The staff murmured as Shannon stepped out of the elevator. She was done shedding tears and had made up her mind to head back home. As she walked past them, they went mute but burst into laughter after a few seconds.

'What a rotten lady claiming to be the CEO's wife.' one of them said, and they all giggled.

'Take a good look at her dress. I'm sure Mr. Tony is not a simp.' Another added, followed by a laugh.

Shannon did not spare them a glance any longer until she walked out of the building. Her palms were sweating, and she could feel her heart pounding harder. A sudden headache hit her-one that made her feel like her head would fall off soon.

"Are you done?" the security personnel that had led her in previously said to her, but she didn't give a damn response. She dashed out of the compound and stood beside the road, waiting to board a cab that would drop her home.

Her chest tightened. She still wanted to believe that what she saw there wasn't real. She felt heartbroken and devastated, betrayed by the one she had suffered with.

Three years ago, she had agreed to marry Tony and help him build his company in exchange for taking good care of her parents. It wasn't as easy as she thought because Tony never showed interest in her nor treated her as his wife for once. After her parents died in a motor accident, everything became worse.

"Building 8, Vals Street," she said to the cab that had parked before her before she hopped into the car.

She folded her arms against her chest, holding back her tears so the driver wouldn't ask her unnecessary questions. All she wanted was to get into her room and cry it all out, and then decide whether to stay back with Tony or sign the divorce papers he talked about.

The painful part is suffering with him until he achieved what he wanted, and then being tossed aside for another woman to enjoy her sweats. How would she leave all that wealth to his secretary? Would she be compensated for the time wasted?

She rubbed her nose and was about to bring out the cash in her pocket when she felt a heavy hit on her heart. She tried to breathe, and it seemed her heart had paused beating.

"Madam," the driver called out, taking glances at her from the rearview. "Are you okay?"

She nodded and then shook her head. She wanted to speak, but the difficulty couldn't let her utter a single word. At that point, she couldn't be herself any longer. She couldn't tell where she was again. All that she was struggling for was to breathe even if it would be through her mouth.

"You aren't saying anything to me. Please don't...." The driver parked at the side of the road instantly after watching her relax back on the chair-her eyes shut.

He turned backwards and touched her hands. He lifted it and watched it fall back sluggishly. "What the fuck is this?" he yelled and ignited the car again, heading to the nearby hospital.

***

The continuous alarm of the monitor drew the attention of the doctors and nurses as they rushed into the ward where Shannon was led. As usual, they began operating on her, trying their best to restore her life.

They were all running helter-skelter, scared to lose a life.

Shannon moved her finger a bit after several minutes of all their efforts.

"Can you see me?"

Her vision was blurry on her first attempt to open her eyes, so she shut it back again. She coughed slightly and pulled out the oxygen placed on her.

"You are awake? How is that possible?" one of the doctors screamed. "She was brought here in a coma."

Shannon narrowed her eyes. 'Come on? Didn't I die? My chest was blocked in that car......' she recalled, and then grabbed the bed sheets. 'How did I wake up again?'

"She opened her eyes-" the nurse sitting beside the bed she was laid drew the attention of the others.

Shannon could see the multitudes on white all before her, staring at her like she was a ghost. "I died. How did....."

"You didn't die. You were in a coma because your heart stopped pumping blood." one of the doctors said to her.

She tried to sit up but they didn't let her. 'So, I was given a second chance? I was reborn in this same body.' she thought to herself, staring at them. "Why did my heart stop pumping blood? I was fine before I entered the cab."

"Even the driver was shocked and had just left minutes ago. You are in the final stage of your heart disease...."

Hearing that, her eyes flew wide. She jolted from the bed, scaring them apart. "What?" her voice echoed in the room. "Heart disease?"

The nurse held her and nodded. "The whole doctors looked into the cause and came out with the same result. Weren't you having the symptoms to come for a check-up?"

Shannon glanced at the nurse but lacked words to say.

"The common symptoms are tiredness, lack of appetite, nausea, increased heart rate, frequent urination, heart palpitations, and so on. Didn't you notice any of these?" another doctor chipped in with a question.

She gulped hard and nodded. "I felt it, but I thought I was pregnant, and was even planning to come for a pregnancy test soon. What sort of heart disease is this that kills in a go?"

"It's called Congestive Heart Failure and you've been suffering from it for a long time but didn't manage it. This final stage is so dangerous-you are so lucky to survive it, so from now on, you will have to continue to manage it, although that doesn't stop the fact that you have less than one year to live since you survived this time."

Shannon felt like her world was crumbling the most. How can she have less than one year to live when she hasn't even decided how her life will be?

"Congratulations on surviving. The nurses will take care of you from here."

She watched as the doctors bowed to her and all left the ward. Tears gathered in her eyes. This was more heartbreaking than catching her cheating husband.

'Less than twelve months to live? What will I accomplish within this period?' her limbs were trembling...her mouth dried up. "Tony wants a divorce after treating me like a nobody. Should I just bring him down within these twelve months?"

The nurse came closer to her and checked her vital signs. It had been three days since she was admitted to the hospital, and no one-except the driver who brought her-had checked up on her. Her husband hadn't peeped in. She had asked the nurses who came into the ward where she was staying, and they all insisted that someone like her husband didn't show up.

"I forgot. This is the cell phone the driver handed over to us, as it was yours," the nurse said to her.

She took it from her and nodded. "Thank you so much. I can take my leave now, right? Is there any other bill left?"

The nurse shook her head. "You can go at your time-"

About an hour after the nurse exited the ward, Shannon put on the clothes she had on while visiting her husband's company three days ago. She walked out of the ward and made sure not to speak to anyone until she left the hospital.

The moment she crossed the road, a car parked before her, and the driver came out. Her chin stretched at the sight of the driver that had brought her to the hospital approaching her. "Thank you for everything. I planned to track you down if we didn't meet after coming here."

"It's nothing. I'm glad you're okay now...." he gestured to his car. "What about I drive you off as well?"

She rolled her eyes. 'If he finds out Tony is my husband and didn't show up, I would feel so ashamed of myself.' she thought. 'I would drop before our gate. He can't know who exactly I am.'

"You can get in-" the driver pulled her out of her thoughts.

She hurried into the car, and they drove off. Their chat was a short one since the hospital wasn't too far from her street, but she had to drop in a location trekable to her husband's house.

"Thank you so much for everything. I hope to meet you again and pay you back for your goodwill," she said to the driver through the car door.

He shook his head. "Don't mention!"

They parted ways, and she strolled to her husband's home and was let in. It was the weekend, so she believed he would surely be home so she could yell at him and ask why he didn't even check up on her at least.

As she entered the master's room, the air in the room was something else, and on the bed laid her husband with his secretary again. She shut her eyes for a while and opened them. "Tony! Wasn't it enough to have her in the office? Why on our matrimonial bed?" her voice made them sprang up from the bed.

She nibbled her bottom lip, sparing them a glance. "You didn't care about my whereabouts for three days because you had decided to go miles in cheating on me, Tony?"

A resounding hiss echoed in the room as Tony grabbed Haven by her waist and made her face him. The least he did was to make sure the blanket didn't get off their body, but Shannon could still hear the slippery sound of his dick sliding in and out of Haven.

She tried to sob but couldn't find herself doing that. She felt new-like every part of her had changed after she returned to life in the hospital. The old part of her was supposed to be heartbroken by what she was seeing, but the new part of her was the opposite.

Not even a single tear welled in her eyes, and she loved the braveness that had overwhelmed her suddenly.

'I have less than a year to live, so I see no reason to stay in agony for the rest of my life. For the few months remaining for me, I have to do something useful with my life....but, I must make sure to bring down Tony to the level I met him, so he can start afresh with his secretary.' she swallowed bitterly and smirked.

She stepped closer to the bed, "where are the divorce papers?"

Tony turned to her but didn't stop pounding Haven harder like he was doing. "Still at the table. Do you want to sign the divorce? I wonder where you will stay out there. Maybe you will become some stripper or prostitute since your mother seemed to be one...." he cursed and smacked Haven's butt seductively.

Shannon walked to the table and opened the file she saw there. She picked up the pen and signed the papers, then made her way out of the room without taking a glance backwards.

The least she took was her credit and debit card alongside her essential belongings....but she had left a lot behind for her sanity. Whatever would make her recall Tony would never leave the house with her, and she made sure not to go against her decision.

'I don't even have a friend to stay with because he doesn't let me leave the house. I'll just have to stay in a resort until I find an apartment.' she concluded and began strolling down the street.

***

In the resort where Shannon was staying was a club hall. It was dark, and the hall was filled up, so she had come out to join in the party and see how it feels to be amongst others.

She ordered grilled beef and a red-eye coffee. As if that wasn't enough for her, she ordered a bottle of whiskey, which she intended to empty before heading back to her room.

Minutes later, her body system changed. Every other person before her turned out double. She rubbed her eyes constantly, but nothing changed.

"Ouch, I want to pee-" she sat up but quaked at the table, and everything ended on the floor, shattering into pieces.

She didn't mind but left the seat, heading to the hallway she had noticed people going in and coming out from.

When she opened a particular door, she noticed a shadow before her, and when she looked closely, it happened to be a man. Less concerned, she squatted and emptied her bladder while the young man couldn't keep his eyes off her.

She stood, putting on her panties, "What are you doing in the female restroom? I hope you didn't see my punani...." She grinned and marched forward but slammed her head on the wall. "Fuck! This is painful...."

"I can massage you before you leave, and make sure not to get drunk again." the young man said to her and dragged her backward.

She stood still until he was done massaging her. "I am not drunk. It is you who drank so much that you came to a female restroom....." she gestured, but her hand hit something turgid. "Oh, what's that? It's so strong-"

Staggering, she traced and got hold of what she had just hit. "What? This looks like a penis. I might need one tonight-I can just take it with me....."

"Why not have it here instead of dragging me?" he yelled at her and she let go of his shaft. "Just let me do the job well and we can part ways. Isn't that what you want, little punny?"

She scowled. "Don't call me that just because I want you to thrust the penis in me. It isn't even yours...." she hissed. "Just get it done so I can leave....I really need to be fucked by a strange shaft before dying."

He scoffed and grabbed her by her waist, his palms pressed her butt slightly. She wasn't putting on a brassiere, so he felt her hard nipple rub against his chest-so enticing. He sniffed once and twice, then pressed her back against the wall. "I can smell your dampness-" he groaned and adjusted her pants to the side.