My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (171 page)

An Alpha Billionaire Romance

By: Nicole Price

KENDRA

“What?” I could hardly get the word out. The woman in the doorway had just told me she was the wife of the man I was lying next to naked in bed, Jaysun Rubic. She smirked and walked out. I was stunned. I could not talk. I looked over at Jaysun, his jaw was set in a hard line. He was pissed. Unreal! I’m the one that should be pissed. What was worse was that I was trapped there! I wanted to storm out of there, but my ankle was sprained. So I had to just lay there naked, without being able to get up. I was his prisoner. First I went from being a sexy version of a sex prisoner, to being a degraded used prisoner that had been lied too.  Wait, but how did he have a wife? He was always identified in magazines as being this billionaire playboy bachelor. This did not make sense. He had a secret wife this whole time! Finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore.

“You’re married? That woman is your wife? How…I mean…you used me to cheat on your wife, and…”

“It’s not what it seems,” he said as he angrily got out of bed. His naked body was still a shock to me. He was so damn perfect. I hated myself for being turned on by looking at him, even in this awful situation. He grabbed my clothes off the floor and tossed them at me. “Get dressed. Now.”

Then he grabbed his clothes and walked into the bathroom. The audacity of this jerk! He was an arrogant asshole and I had fallen for his tricks. How stupid of me! I grabbed my clothes angrily and struggled to put them on while lying in bed and not standing up. It was not an easy thing. The large emerald was still around my neck, and even though I knew it was worth a ton of money, it felt cheap now. I pulled it off my neck and placed it on the pillow. I didn’t want it anymore. It was a reminder of a big green lie. I finally sat there fully dressed and Jaysun came out of the bathroom dressed and without making eye contact. He said nothing.

“I think I’m owed an explanation,” I said. He walked to the door that went into his office, and unlocked then opened it. He didn’t bother answering me. He scooped me up from the bed, and then paused. His eyes landed squarely on the emerald on the pillow, for a second I thought I saw actual hurt cross his face, but I was wrong. He continued on and carried me into his office. He laid me on the couch and grabbed the phone on his desk. “Yes, this is Mr. Rubic. The client services girl tripped. Send the doctor up to my office and then make sure one of my assistants can take her to her place and put her in bed. Thank you.” Then he hung up the phone. I stared at him with an open mouth. He was being so cold. It hurt. He turned to me and just stared at me back at me. I could not read his face. He was a blank emotionless canvas, then for a flicker of a second I thought I saw genuine regard for me, but it was fleeting. He grabbed his jacket and then he walked out with out a word. I was dumbfounded by the whole situation. Was this really happening? Was he really treating me this badly after he got what he wanted? How cliché it was for a billionaire playboy to act in this manner, and how cliché of it for me to fall for it. I leaned back on the sofa waiting for the doctor to arrive. There was nothing else I could do. I was a fool. I was a fool that had allowed a man with a secret wife to seduce me like I was special to him. If he could hide a secret as big as having a secret wife, right in this building, what other perverse secrets was this man hiding? Having all the money in the world made it easy for a man like him to keep secrets. I would never believe a word he said, that’s if I ever saw him again. I assumed this encounter would mean that I would be fired.

A few hours later I was snug in my bed with one of his male assistants pacing the room. He was shouting off a list of requirements to various vendors on the phone. I was shocked at everything I was hearing. The doctor said I had a light sprain and would be back on my feet in a week, as long as I followed his orders of ice, elevation, and lots of nutritious healing foods. The assistant called one person after another. First, a nurse was coming to tend to me, which I insisted that I did not need considering that crutches were arriving any second and I could just hop around and take care of myself. The assistant just looked at me and said, “I’m just following orders. If I don’t I will be fired.” Then he went back to his phone calls. Grocery delivery was being set up as well as a nutritionist chef that would arrive in the morning to arrange for ‘healing’ meals for me to eat including fruit and vegetable smoothies. It was a whirlwind of stuff, and I didn’t know why. Though, I knew the source of it all. It had to be Jaysun. It was his assistant after all that was setting it all up and it took lots of money to do all this. I just didn’t know why. Was the jerk feeling guilty about seducing me and cheating on his wife? Or was he afraid I would slap a lawsuit on him? Which of course, I never would do. I was just as much at fault for the inappropriate behavior as he was. I wanted it. I wanted him, and sadly after all of this, I wanted him still. I wanted him to touch me and take me like he had before. I was glad the doctor gave me pain medication so that I could sleep and not think about him. I was fast asleep in no time after the assistant finally left me alone when my crutches arrived. I gave him a set of keys to give to the nurse that was coming in the morning. I slept soundly and deep. Then I started to dream a very hot and steamy dream about Jaysun. I could feel his weight on my bed and smell him. His lips brushed against mine and I moaned and sighed in my dream. His strong hands ran up and down my body and I could feel my center getting moist and wet as I responded in my dream. I could hear his soft voice whispering, “I’m sorry Kendra… Believe me… I promise.” My subconscious mind was making him say the things my heart wanted to hear. I was pathetic even in my sleep. Then I felt my body tense up and I knew what was happening. I was having an orgasm in my sleep. I released and felt the pulsations wash over me. It was unbelievable, even just a dream about kissing Jaysun had this effect on my body. It was intense, and then I drifted further into my dreamland.

When I woke up the next morning I heard buzzing around in the kitchen. I sat up in bed and remembered that a nurse had the keys to my place. I rubbed my eyes awake and then finally felt awake. Then I felt something under my hand next to me. I looked down to see a single red rose on the bed. “What the hell?” I said out loud as I picked it up.

“Oh you’re awake. Good, I am your nurse Marnie. Oh that’s a pretty rose. How are you feeling?” she said in a rapid fire that I didn’t get a chance to answer her.

“I’m feeling better. Thank you, and hello nice to meet you. Did you bring this here?” I asked raising the flower to her.

She laughed, “No, I didn’t. Would you like some coffee? I set the crutches right here by the bed if you need to freshen up or use the bathroom. Let me know if you want a bath and I’ll draw one for you. The nutritionist is in your kitchen making breakfast,” she said as she grabbed the crutches and set them on the bed. She helped me up and onto them. “Thank you, I’ll be in the kitchen in a few minutes,” I said as I made my way to the bathroom. I could not get the flower out of my mind. Did the assistant lay it next to me as part of his orders before he left? But when would he have gone out for a rose? Unless? No, it couldn’t be. For a second I thought that it was possible that I didn’t dream about Jaysun kissing me in the middle of the night. Maybe he actually came to my apartment and kissed me and left the rose? No, that was absurd. He had left things so coldly between us and he was a billionaire playboy that only thought of himself. He would not do such a thing. He was only seeing to my needs now because he didn’t want me to sue him, the jerk. A few minutes later I sat down with my leg up on a chair while the nurse iced and massaged it. The nutritionist fed me steak, eggs, lots of mineral water, and a green smoothie. I could get used to this.

JAYSUN

I was pissed! No, beyond pissed, I was in a rage. This wasn’t the first time that Janet had barged into my apartment when I was with a woman, but this was the first time she called herself my wife, just to screw with me. I hated her for it. She always did shit like this, and usually it didn’t piss me off this much, but this time it did. What was worse was that I couldn’t do anything about it. Janet owned me. I had to do what she said, and I hated every second of it. We had to keep our secret or the entire company would come tumbling down. Our stocks would drop, consumers would stop buying our products and downloading our apps, and we would be seen as the most untrusting company in the history of business that pulled a fast one on the world. No, I could not let that happen, not even for her, and by her I mean Kendra. She shook me to my very core, which had never happened to me before. This is why I was so pissed off, because Janet made me a liar in Kendra’s eyes. I was pissed off because now Kendra would never trust me, and now I had to hide whom Janet was from her, which I couldn’t do with out more lies. No, it was all fucked up. So I would have to let her go. The way she looked at me in my office when I coldly left her like that, pierced right through my heart. I wanted to take her in my arms and tell her it would all be okay. I wanted to spend the rest of my day sticking my cock inside her over and over again, but I couldn’t. I would have to tame myself now. It would have to be over. I could never fuck Kendra again even though I wanted too right now in this second. I could see her when I closed my eyes. Her strawberry blonde messy curls spread out on my bed tickling her naked breasts. Her creamy skin and almond shaped green eyes looking up at me like she was the most innocent woman in the world, only made me want to fuck her more, as though I could fuck all that innocence out of her. Damn, I was hard just thinking about her as I lay in bed at my downtown penthouse. I couldn’t bear to sleep in my office apartment because it smelled like her. No, I would have to wait until the maid came. For now, I tossed and turned in bed. I looked at the clock, it was three forty in the morning and I knew I would not be sleeping tonight. Kendra occupied my mind. Knowing that I could never have her again only made me want her more. I jumped out of bed and grabbed the envelope my assistant had sent over. I called down to the valet and had my Tesla brought around to the front. Minutes later I was driving like a madman through town with the envelope and long single red rose in the passenger seat. I was a madman with an agenda, and breaking and entering was the plan. I parked my car and tore open the envelope. Keys fell out. I had my assistant make copies of Kendra’s keys for the nurse and another set of copies for myself. I knew it was wrong, but I was used to doing whatever the hell I wanted, and I wanted this. So I got it. I just didn’t expect that I would be using them hours later. I thought I could hold out longer than that. I was wrong. I stealthily made my way into her apartment, I guess it wasn’t really breaking and entering since I had the keys, so just entering. I closed the door and called out to her, “Kendra?” There was no response. I don’t know why I was here. I didn’t have an explanation about Janet that wasn’t another lie. I was not prepared to tell her anything, but I needed to see her. I needed to touch her, she was already like a drug to me. “Kendra?” I called to her again. There was no response, and then I found her. She was asleep in her bed. There was a bottle of vicodin next to her, she must be really out of it on pain pills. I sat down on the bed next to her and she stirred and sighed softly, but she did not wake. I stared at her. I wanted to be inside her, but that was not possible since she was out cold. All I could do was be near her. I laid the rose next to her on the pillow. Then I brushed my lips across her softly. I was hoping it would wake her up, but if she were awake she would yell at me to get the fuck out, as she had every right to do. I softly kissed her trailing kisses from her lips down her chin to her neck. She moaned and sighed and wiggled in her bed. I restrained myself, but it was hard. I wanted to take her right then and there. “I’m sorry Kendra,” I whispered into her ear as I kissed her neck. “That woman is not my wife. Please I hope you will believe me. I promise that she is not my wife. I can promise you that,” I whispered my speech to her. Things that I wanted to say to her but that I could not say to her while she was awake, or perhaps ever. She moaned and sighed, and then I saw it. Her hand was on her pussy, she was touching herself in her sleep. I gasped at the sight of it. “Kendra?” I whispered, but she didn’t answer. Unbelievable! She was still asleep under the heavy medication and she was masturbating to my presence. Oh fucking hell. How could I not join her? This was too much for any man to be able to withstand. I sat up and watched her. I put my hands behind my back and forced myself not to touch her. She wiggled and squirmed under her hand as she touched herself through her nightgown. I could see the tender curve of her thighs and the delicate slit of her pussy under the sheer white cloth as she ran a finger up and down it. I searched her face for any sign that she might be awake and tricking me, but she never opened her eyes. “Oh Jaysun, oh yes, lick me. Just like that, don’t stop,” she breathed out in a whisper. I smiled the biggest grin of my life as I realized that she was having a sex dream about me. She was having a sex dream about my tongue licking her, which in this case was actually her hand. She moaned and sighed. So I joined in and said, “Mmm you want me to lick you. You taste so fucking good. I’ll lick your wet pussy all night,” I whispered in her ear. As I did so her moaning got louder and louder and I saw her face tense up, then she breathed out a heavy breath and stopped touching herself. It was amazing to watch her orgasm in her sleep. I was glad that I had come all this way in the middle of the night to watch it. It was worth going against all my instincts to do so. I watched as her breathing slowly went back to normal and she fell into a deep sleep. I kissed her a long lingering kiss on the lips and then made my way out of her bedroom, making sure the rose was placed so that she would see it. This was going to be complicated. When I finally made it back to my penthouse I went straight into the hot shower and grabbed my soaking wet cock in my hand. I closed my eyes and thought about Kendra touching herself in her white flimsy nightgown. I began to stroke my cock in my hand, pretending my hand was her sweet wet pussy. I placed one hand on the shower wall and braced myself as I jerked myself off faster and faster with my hand on my cock. It didn’t take long, and as I unloaded all over the wall my mouth involuntarily yelled out, “Kendra! Oh fuck Kendra!” It was the first time I had ever yelled a woman’s name while masturbating.