The Billionaire Baby

After a long hectic day, She thought its a nice idea to visit her fiancé. A surprised visit at that. She rest her head on the window as the public bus moved rather slowly on the road, the traffic was gradually clearing off.

"Hmm..." She heaved out a long and deep sigh. "Too bad, getting stuck in traffic after a long day."

She keeps mumbling words to herself, earning a weird look from her seat partner. But what? She doesn't care, all she cared about was getting home real fast to rest her tired bone.

Cars keep honking loudly which annoys her to the core. 'Why making so much noise after being stuck in the traffic?' She thought as she let out an aggressive hiss.

After what seems like an eternity, the road was cleared as the bus increased its speed. Her mood lightened up a bit as she noticed the new change, clear smile on her face even though its almost near invisible.

"Finally, just when I thought I'll be buried in this traffic." She muttered all to herself, chuckling at her own statement. Buried, eh?

More than twenty minutes pass and sooner than expected or maybe she has been expecting this, the bus stopped at her bus stop as she quickly highlights from it.

The small smile on her face suddenly disappeared, her expression getting void. "Eh...!" She groaned as she remembered she still have few trekking to do before she finally get to her destination. "This is too bad! Way too bad for me."

She has no other option and she knows that, she clutched her bag tightly under her armpit as she treaded faster on the lone road. Not that it's really that lonely since there are few passersby on the road too.

Megan got to her destination as she input the security passcode and entered the huge house.

"Surprise...?!" She blurted out, with a smile on her face but for no response. She stared around the sitting room but no traces of her fiancé.

"Weird! He's always here every evening when he is back from work, what's wrong today?" She asked no one with her brows creased. "Maybe he is resting in his room."

"Rhett...?"

She dropped her bag on one of the couches before racing upstairs. Just a few steps away from the stairs, she received the shock of her life.

These are females' shoes and a red lacy gown and wait... Panties and brazier too? These aren't hers! She was a thousand and more percent sure about this!

Why is her eyes suddenly giving her the wrong sight?

Or does... does that mean...?!

'don't think that way, girl...' Her subconscious hit her.

"It better not be! I should be in a dream instead or maybe hallucinating..." She groaned, strutting her feet to Rhett's bedroom.

A soft sound that came up like moan was heard as soon as she got to Rhett's bedroom doorpost. "Why am I suddenly going nut this evening? Or is it due to the stress I went through today?" She muttered as she pressed her temple with her left hand and used the other to open the door.

'Bang...!' What she saw nearly made her fall unconscious on the floor.

Rhett was... was buried in between Reina's thigh. They were both engrossed in the shit they were having together that they did not acknowledge her presence. Maybe because they did not notice her or they probably decide to ignore her?

Her heart almost flew out of its position as she felt it jumped down to her stomach, her head was banging as her vision was almost blurry.

"Rhett...?!" She growled as her eyes was filled with undefined rage.

Rhett on the other hand and was not expecting Megan's visit froze in between what he is doing, same applies to Reina too.

"What in fuck's name are you doing with my best friend, Rhett?" Megan gnarled, glaring hell and him. "After engaging me, you decided to cheat on me with my best friend? Huh?!"

Rhett wore a defiant look on his face still buried in between Reina's thigh. "How dare you barge into my bedroom without my permission?" He growled, not feeling a bit remorseful. "I engaged you, so what?"

Megan was shocked as she stared at him with her mouth slightly open. "Really, Rhett?"

"Please ignore her and let's continue with our steamy session, babe..." Reina moaned as she clasped her legs tightly around Rhett's waist, earning a small moan from him.

"How dare you, Reina! How dare you do shit with my fiancé?" Megan wanted to yell but her voice was barely escaping a whisper. Her knees felt weak as hot tears welled up around her eyes.

She wished she could slap Reina hard on her face to help her reset her senses but she wasn't that strong to stand up for what's rightfully hers. Even if she has the strength, what's she supposed to do when he's feeling nothing near remorse?

"I'm calling this engagement off, Rhett! This is the highest of the humiliation I can withstand." She uttered, her voice croaked with pain and bitterness laced in it. With tears rushing down her face like a waterfall, she pulled the engagement ring from her finger and dropped it carelessly on the floor.

Rhett was already back on his business, caring less about whatever Megan is saying or doing. Reina let out a loud seductive moan, grinding her hips rhythmically against Rhett.

Megan was clearly disgusted by their sight as she rushed out of the room, banging the door loudly.

"Be sure to lock my door on your way out, Megan!" Rhett yelled loudly after Megan disappearing figure. Reina chuckled lightly at his statement.

"Loose soul...!" Rhett cursed under his breath, finally letting his full focus on Reina.

"We are going much more crazier than this, Rhett. I'm all yours tonight, do to my body whatever justice it deserves." Reina moaned out, still grinding hard on Rhett.

"Of course, princess. I'll be sure to do a lot of dirty things with your body tonight, just be ready for it..." Rhett groaned in pleasure, burying himself deeper inside Reina.

"That loose soul can't spoil the fun he is going to have tonight..." He thought as he wear a lopsided smirk on his face.

Can today be any better? Of course not, right?

Megan thought to herself as she walked loosely on the street of New York with hot tears streaming down her face. This was the highest humiliation she had ever witnessed since her existence.

How could they do such to her? How could they be so cruel to cheat on the love and trust she had for them? She has always preserved a special place in her heart for both of them, Reina and Rhett. But today, they acted like she was worth nothing!

Just a piece of rag that should be tossed aside like garbage or waste bin that has no use whatever? Who knows? Maybe she was the main problem and can't keep men?

Her sight was getting blurry from the hot tears as she keep dragging herself with no place in mind. Her voice was croaked, she knows that. Her heart was heavy as her head banged violently.

She felt more than a hot blade slice through her heart. Does her brain find it too hard to contain all of it and her heart too? It gets way too heavy for it to fit in her chest.

She needs one thing for sure! To find somewhere to relieve her heavy heart. She knows she can't trust anyone at her stage of life, yes!

Wait! You think this is her first heartbreak, right? Of course, not!

Within a period of two years, she gets hurt at the end after entrusting her fragile heart to the four guys she thought she would end up with. Rhett is her fourth though!

What does trust produce at the end of her loyalty? Betrayal and heart breaks! The four guys she dated are nothing else but a cheat! Fucking male whore!

"Loyalty takes you nowhere, you get betrayed at the end of the day." She muttered to herself, letting out a small but painful chuckle.

***

She stood near the counter as she wiped her running nose continuously with the back of her palm before turning her gaze to the barman.

"You haven't said what you want." The barman uttered as he offered her a piece of tissue. "This will help."

Megan took the tissue from him and wipe her nose dry before tossing it aside. "Thanks for the tissue." She muttered, trying her best not to sound broken.

"Not to mention. What did you want me to serve you?" The barman asked her again.

"What do you have?" Megan asked and he list most of them for her, she finally settled down for an alcoholic drink and he serves her afterward.

She made for a seat at the other end of the clubhouse, isolating herself from the clubhouse's activities. She was only here for a reason, to drink herself into a stupor and forget whatever issues that's bothering her for the main time.

Past half an hour into her drinking adventure, she was partially drunk as she keep lamenting and spitting cussed words.

"I hate those two cheats and wish they never exist, their existence alone is enough to make me puke. Fucking cheats..." She cussed as she tried to fill her cup again.

"So, who are these two you hate and get puked by their existence...?!" A strange figure hovered around her, his voice was husky and straight.

"Go away! You are no way better than them, all of you are just birds of the same feathers. A piece of fucking cheats." She did not bother to look up or acknowledge the stranger's presence as she howled those words at him.

"Hmm... I see..." The stranger hummed as he dragged the nearest chair, placing it at the front of her table. He made to sit.

"Don't sit. Just go away, very far away." She said scornfully as she points her index finger at him.

"Hey, stop judging without proof okay?" He sat down, adjusting his seat a bit closer to the table. "Not everyone behaves irrational like them."

"Really...?!" She rolled her eyes at him in scorn. "Why then do I keep getting the same fate from everyone?"

"Same fate from everyone?" The stranger asked, as he creased his browed in bewilderment. He wanted to hear more about her escapade with the people she keep cussing about. "That's not possible?"

"You say it is not possible right? I'm sure I'll say the same if I did not catch each of them red-handed." Megan uttered spitefully. "The first three aside. But what did you have to say to this? You get to see your fiancee buried deep in between your best friend's thigh and they both acted like nothing happened?"

The stranger was not shock or surprised at her outburst, he only let out a sigh.

"Since I've been in a relationship with any guy, I've always gotten my ass kicked brutally by each and every one of them. The four guys I've dated are nothing but a cheat, I regret ever meeting with them." She blurted out with so much hatred laced in her voice as she made to chug down a full cup of drink, almost choking at the attempt.

The stranger quickly took the cup from her to stop her from choking herself with the remains in the cup. "Easy. You might hurt yourself doing that." He cautioned but his husky voice wasn't hard on her.

She scoffs at his polite gesture but says nothing about it and continues with her narration instead. "Just a few hours ago, I caught my best friend and my fiance together. That bastard, after engaging me still had the gut to cheat on me with my friend?"

Anyone could have lied and faked being emotional but with one glance at her, one could tell she was sincerely hurt.

"This is really bad and awful thing to have happened to you." He muttered. "I guess we have the same plight but mine is different, not about cheating. But it's okay, I'm fine by..."

Megan cut him short, rudely. "Tell me!" She demanded. "Tell me about yours, you can see I just told you mine. Who knows? I might get some advice for you."

"Advice me to drink myself to stupor?" He snickered, earning a short scornful expression from Megan. "Fine, I'll tell you mine."

"Go on..."

"I always have the same fate with every of my relationship, I think I'm blessed in dating gold diggers who are always after my wealth. They always break up with me after extorting so much for me, relationship really sucks a lot." He ended his speech with a sigh.

Megan shook her head in pity. "We are on the same both of always having a bad relationship then?"

"I guess so, but with a different plight. Yours is the fourth failed relationship while mine is the third." He added, concurring with her statement.

"It doesn't matter anymore." She waved it off. "Why don't you drink your heart away, then? This might help you forget about your broken heart for a while."

The stranger had wanted to disagree with her but he couldn't resist her puppy face and soon, he found himself giving in to her request...

Megan opened her eyes as she felt her head banging so hard like it was threatening to roll off its proper position the next second. She pressed her lips into a thin line as she tried to sit up but her head wasn't giving her the chance to do so easily.

She noticed she was naked and wondered why. She has never gone to bed with anything off for once, why now?

"Hmm..." She heard a soft moan beside her. She was shocked cause...

Wait! The room decor and the duvet was the first thing she noticed. This isn't her room, she turned her gaze abruptly to the source of the moan.

With what she felt at that moment, shock is totally an understatement cause she felt more than that. Like she was being chased by a greater force, she hit the guy continuously on his arm.

Damon stirred in his sleep, refusing to open his eyes. He had thought it was his brother hitting him and he decided it's best to ignore him.

Megan on the other hand was furious as she hit him harder. "Hey, wake up and stop sleeping like a log of wood." Her voice was sharp and ear-piercing.

Damon was confused. 'That doesn't sound like his voice.' he thought to himself, opening his eyes slowly to meet Megan's fierce stare. If only looks could kill, then Damon should be dead by now.

"Who are you?" That was the first question that rushed out of his mouth. "How did you get here?"

"Really...?" Megan snickered. "You are really asking after you've successfully done shits with me, taking advantage of me."

This face...

The memory of the previous night came rushing in. He met her at the bar, the previous night. Their conversation together at the clubhouse, how she persuaded him to take liquor with her. And how they both went crazy the previous night under the influence of the liquors they both took.

"I did not take advantage of you. We both did whatever under the influence of the liquor we took." He replied as he tried to sit up.

"Wait..." Megan quickly called out as she clutched the duvet tightly around her chest.

"You persuaded me to take the liquor yesterday, remember?" He added to his previous statement.

Megan was able to recall what happened between them right from the time they met and they went gaga too but pretended not to. It's so embarrassing, having a nightstand with a total stranger. One she barely knows!

"Nah, you took advantage of my drunken state. Stop trying to cover your disgusting act up, okay?" She hissed as she eyed him continuously. She remembers how she talked really dirty and how she begged him to touch her all over.

Her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. This is the last she would ever do with a stranger but she did it anyways the previous night.

"Are you blushing or embarrassed?" Damon asked as he stared at her. "You aren't supposed to be embarrassed, you know. That was the best sex I've ever had in a long time now, why feel ashamed?"

"Shut up..." She hissed at his words. This is bad! Bad!

"It doesn't matter if I keep talking or stop talking, the deed is done already. Why are you getting worked up for no reason, huh?!" Damon uttered with a smug grin.

"Forget about that, I'll just pretend like nothing really happened." She said with a scoff to stop the stranger from talking further. She need to go and get out from this stranger who had successfully ruined her mood for the day!

She tried getting up but then she remembered she is naked. 'Eh? What do I do now? I can't possibly go naked before this stranger

Like Damon was reading her mind. "There is nothing to cover anymore, I saw it all the previous night. Why are you getting shy all of a sudden? You went wild and crazy the previous night." He said with a teasing smile.

All Megan could do was hiss, she wish she could smack him hard on his mouth. This guy won't stop sprouting nonsense and it almost sucking the life out of her.

"Stop saying nonsense, okay?" She twitched her lips at him.

"What do I say then?" He asked flatly. "Alright, let's do it this way. You have to close your eyes till I'm back, is it okay?"

At least it's better than the first nonsense he sprouts out as an idea. After a few seconds of silence, she finally gave him a short nod. "Fine, don't just waste too much time. I'll be waiting..."

***

Megan and Damon were fully dressed. Megan was wearing her shoes, she decided not to say any more to this stranger, she would just do her thing and go away.

"Why are you still angry over it?" Damon asked with a creased brow. He just couldn't understand her, any other lady would have been excited and still want more of him.

"Why won't I get pissed off over it? Do I look like a whore to you, huh?" She sounded really angry and broken as well. "If you need a whore, you should know where to find one."

Maybe she thought he would dump her after this but no! He likes her company already and wishes to have her around him.

"I know what you thinking but don't worry, I'm not really that bad to do such. And if you don't mind, we can always be friends." He uttered with a manly smile on his face.

"Friends, huh?!" Megan snickered. She should be friends with him?

"Yes, friends. Not just any type of friend but friends with benefits. I'm sure you will enjoy my company so well, I promise." He added with a smug grin. "You can just call me Damon anyways. What's your name?"

This guy has exceeded his limit. How can he keep sprouting out nonsense without being ashamed of himself? Megan was really disgusted that she wish she can hit him hard on his head to restore some sense into his brain. Well, his looks talks like someone who really needs one!

"You know what? Go fuck yourself! You sucks a lot and seeing your face disgusts me. I wished I never get to know you in the first place." She blurted out, stood up, and strutted towards the door. "It was never nice meeting with you..."