My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (214 page)

“Maggie I don’t know what to say.” Adam whispered as he walked toward Maggie and Madison.

“There’s nothing you can say Adam. I enlisted Madison’s assistance after I became suspicious of your late dinner parties, and how your shirts always smelt of sweet perfume,” said Maggie.

“Maggie knew I was bait dressed in a short skirt and tight t-shirt. She pretended to be sick, there was no way you’d resist, and guess what Adam, you didn’t disappoint,” added Madison.

                                                         
Chapter Seven

Adam sat down on the bed with a thump, Sophie picked herself up from her knees, and sat beside him. They looked like a pair of chastised teenagers.

“So, how did you know about me?” Sophie asked Madison.

Madison stared straight at her and replied, “Oh come on it wasn’t rocket science. You both knew each other and you insisted on sitting next to me at dinner. I also got the feeling you never believed I was Adam’s wife, so it was easy to see the game you were both playing.”

“My intention was to catch you with Madison, and then she phoned me from the bathroom, while you two carried on upstairs,” Maggie added.

“I can’t believe this,” Adam snapped angrily.

“Can’t believe what? That you didn’t get away with it again, or that you got caught this time?” Maggie asked, as she walked toward the bed, leaving Madison by the door.   

“ I can’t believe you two planned all of this”, Adam answered looking from Madison, to Maggie, with a look of total disbelief on his handsome face; Sophie just stared down at the ground.

“Yep, hard to believe two women can hatch such a devious plan”, Madison answered, as she saw Maggie turn around at smile at her. That was her signal for phase two of their plan. She walked toward Maggie; her heart skipped a beat as she noticed the soft swell of her breasts in her tight purple sweater.

She stood beside her and leant across capturing her soft lips with hers, Maggie moaned softly as Madison’s tongue found her wet mouth and she pulled her head in, closer toward her.

“I knew it, I fucking knew it!” Adam yelled.

Madison stopped kissing Maggie and turned to Adam, “Adam I’ve wanted a piece of Maggie for ages, and, as you can see she feels the same way. Your infidelity has given us the green light to be together, so thanks for that!”

Maggie turned to Adam smiling, “So you can be with your tart here as much as you want, as I want a divorce. By the way your sex session has been recorded, thanks to the very nice people here at the hotel and our massive bank balance.”

“On the grounds of adultery Adam, you’ll be leaving your posh house and fifty percent of your wealth to Maggie”, Madison said reveling in the fact that they had one over on him.

“But my wife’s slept with you”, Adam shouted his light hazel eyes showing his anger.

“Prove it you son of a bitch who do you think they’ll believe? We caught you on tape with two women”; Maggie smiled, as she wrapped her arm around Madison’s slim waist.

“Can’t we come to an arrangement?” whimpered Adam, smiling up at both Madison and Maggie.

“In a word ‘no’ Adam you made your bed, now you lie in it!” Maggie snapped.

Madison loved her sarcasm; it was one of the main things that had attracted her to Maggie. That and her amazing body, she was so hot. Adam didn’t appreciate what he had in her.  She was so sexy with her shoulder length brown hair, hazel eyes and hourglass figure. Her breasts were perfect and as Madison began imagining her, naked she became aroused all over again.

Her and Maggie had dipped their toes into their desire, but not gone too far with their lustful feelings, as of yet. They agreed to sort Adam out first, and then after they’d revealed all to him, and Maggie had made her intentions clear regarding the divorce, they’d let their desire break loose.

“I better go,” Sophie said awkwardly, as she stood up.

“Yes perhaps you should honey, but aren’t you forgetting something?” Maggie asked as Madison caught her winking at her.

“What?” Sophie replied straightening up.

“Adam. Nobody else wants him, he’s yours if you want”, Maggie smiled, but Madison felt pity for Adam at that moment. She thought Maggie was being too harsh.

Maggie seemed to notice this in Madison’s eyes and whispered, “Hey. I’ve put up with his philandering ways for far too long, let me enjoy this moment.”

Madison smiled at her and knew her words were true. She deserved this moment and deserved to bask in the glory for a while. Madison let her emotions stand aside for now.

“Um… why would I want him? There’s no risk involved now. Sure, he’s hot but I mean come on, there are plenty of hotter guys out there. Why would I want him and be reminded of wrecking his marriage continuously?” Sophie said almost spitting the words out with contempt.

Adam looked shocked and now Madison felt like embracing him, and telling him it’d all be okay. Despite all of this, she still liked him and the one person nobody had spoken about tonight was their son. Adam hadn’t asked about him once. Madison already knew he’d be living with her and Maggie, as they’d already discussed it.

Madison’s life was set to change and she knew there’d be obstacles, such as her folks, for one thing. How would they react to their daughter setting up home with another woman and taking on her child? Madison had no idea, they wouldn’t be happy that much she did know.

They only knew Adam and Maggie a bit; they’d never really met either of them.

Her folks were old fashioned, which didn’t help her case, as in their eyes a guy was meant to be with a woman and that was that. Their world was black and white, and there was no gray in-between.

Maggie had already said she’d be by her side when she told them, if that’s what she wanted but Madison had decided she’d be better off telling them on her own.

“Hey are you okay?” Maggie’s voice asked, breaking Madison’s thought pattern.

“I’m cool just thinking about everything that’s happened,” Madison replied as she felt Maggie dropping her hand from her waist and taking her hand tightly instead.

“Not having second thoughts about us are you?” asked Maggie with a worried tone to her voice.

“No not at all,” Madison replied squeezing Maggie’s hand tightly. She knew she wasn’t, what she felt for Maggie was different from pure desire, it was love.

They’d agreed to their plan to expose Adam’s cheating and it’d been a difficult time for Maggie. She’d known Madison would be leading her husband on and the two people who’d been the closest to her, were going to be together in an intimate way.

Madison had the easy part really, dress up and lure Adam in. She’d not expected Sophie to be part of the equation. But she’d found it all a turn on, and anyhow she was with Maggie, so her lesbian tendencies helped her out no end.

Sophie left the room quietly after giving Adam a passionate kiss on his lips and Madison a peck on the cheek and whispering in her ear, “If you ever get bored of Maggie come and find me!” she’d shoved a crumpled up piece of paper into Madison’s hand and left.

Maggie had seen her do it and asked Madison what it said. It was a cell number written under Sophie’s name.

The offensive piece of paper was snatched by Maggie and not mentioned again.  

                                                         
Chapter Eight

“So now what?” Adam asked, as he fiddled nervously with his shirt buttons.

Madison and Maggie looked at one another and shrugged their shoulders. They smiled at Adam.

“I want you to move out Adam,” Maggie said calmly.

“And go where?” he asked.

“Not my problem. You should’ve thought of that before you slept with Sophie and Madison and whomever else you’ve slept with,” replied Maggie.

“And what about our son?” asked Adam.

“Oh, so now you remember you’ve got a son? He’s staying with us”, Maggie answered and Madison held her hand tightly as she spoke.

“You can’t be serious. He’ll be confused with two moms,” Adam laughed.

“He’ll be even more confused with a dad that keeps being thrown out each time he cheats,” said Maggie.

Adam wasn’t happy. Madison could see that by his expression, she felt awkward as though she were the cause of them splitting up. She wasn’t and she knew this deep down, but nonetheless she felt as though she were caught in the middle.

“I’m leaving then. I’ll go home, pack a bag, and get out”. Adam sighed.

“Yep, you do that, Robbie’s not there anyway”, Maggie said. Madison knew she’d planned to drop Robbie off at a friend’s place on the way to the hotel. She’d planned everything, every detail to avoid too much hurt.

The only one that should be hurt was Adam, and he deserved it.

Judging by the tears, beginning to roll down his cheeks, Madison would say that their plan was working well.

“You, you, you cold bitches, both of you”, he spat at them as he stood up.

Madison felt Maggie’s hand grip hers tighter, as Adam walked toward them both, and Madison squeezed her hand back. She could feel Maggie trembling and knew it was taking all of her courage to stand up and face Adam.

She’d accepted that he was a cheater but it still hurt. They’d had a son together and had a life with each other, but Adam didn’t desire her anymore, that was obvious. When Maggie had met Madison, she’d developed feelings for her and didn’t want Adam anymore. The sexual side of things had gone and the feeling was mutual.

Adam stormed by leaving nothing but the aroma of his cologne as he rushed by, he didn’t speak another word to either of them.

“Goodbye then”, Maggie called after him and then Madison felt her resting her head on her chest and heard her starting to sob.

Madison held her close and stroked her brown hair softly, “Hey, come on we’ll be just fine,” she whispered soothingly.

“I know Maddie, I know.”

They stood for ages just holding each other, eventually Maggie’s sobs ceased, and she pulled away from Madison’s embrace.

“Shall we grab a drink? We could stay the night after all Adam’s paid for the room now,” Maggie said smiling saucily at Madison.

Madison burst out laughing as she nodded her head slowly and reached for the phone, but Maggie grabbed her hand.

“No, no more hiding for us. We’re going to tidy ourselves up and go downstairs for a drink. Lets show the world we’re together and be fucking proud of it!” Maggie said.

Madison saluted her and they both giggled. Maggie had a devilish side to her that Madison loved. She knew some of the guests would probably still be there and knew Madison as Adam’s wife, but what the heck; they’d both been through too much to care right now.

So after a quick wash and clean up the two women headed down the spiral staircase. Maggie wasn’t exactly dressed for the occasion in jeans and her purple sweater, but Madison didn’t care, she liked her just the way she was. They giggled like a pair of teenagers as they made it to the first landing.

The woman who’d asked Adam and Madison their secret earlier in the evening was heading up the stairs toward Maggie and Madison now.

“Kiss me!” Madison whispered in Maggie’s ear.

Maggie didn’t ask questions and simply stopped, turned toward Madison and captured her soft lips in a passionate kiss. Madison held Maggie’s head and glanced behind her to see the woman approaching.

“This is how me and Adam stay so in love, this is our secret, me having affairs with women,” Madison said as she smiled at the woman and patted Maggie’s firm ass as she went by.

The woman was reminiscent of a fish out of water, with her mouth wide open as she nearly tripped over her long flowing skirt on the stairs.

“What was all that about?” Maggie asked as soon as they were out of earshot.

“I’ll explain later”, Madison laughed as they carried on downstairs. They entered the lounge area and made their way to the bar, still arm in arm and ignoring the stares they were receiving.

“Mrs. Johnson we were wondering where you’d gone,” Richard’s voice said from behind them both as they waited at the bar. Maggie spun around first automatically responding to her name.

“I’m sorry have we met?” she asked a very bewildered looking Richard.

“No you haven’t but we have. Hello Richard, this is awkward. I’m Madison and this is Maggie, Adam’s soon to be ex-wife. We’re here as a couple and Adam’s left”, Madison tried to explain as simply as she could.

“Yes, my husband’s been cheating on me and we set him up. We’re a couple and he’s now alone. Pleased to meet you by the way”, Maggie smiled holding out her hand toward Richard.

“Uh…. okay then, anyhow it was lovely to meet you the real Mrs. Johnson.” Richard stuttered as he left them at the bar.

“Oops, I think we embarrassed him!” Madison laughed.

“Oh well”, Maggie giggled as they ordered their drinks and made their way to a table.

After a couple of hours spent drinking, laughing and generally forgetting their ordeal Madison suggested they head upstairs to their room.

They fell into the room after too much champagne courtesy of Adam’s tab behind the bar.

Crawling underneath the duvet naked and tired, they held each other tightly.

Madison fell asleep in Maggie’s warm and loving embrace, knowing that she’d made the right decision in following her heart’s desire and being with Maggie. 

Beneath His TRUST

                                                         
Chapter One

            Adam sat down on the couch with a thump. He was depressed, pissed off and lonely, running his fingers through his brushed up black hair he sighed loudly into the empty room. Adam was in his new apartment, which was nice, not luxurious but nice enough.

            His life right now was, in a nutshell shit! Oh sure he probably deserved it, he’d cheated on his wife Maggie with their then babysitter, which was so cliché in itself. Maggie had caught him out by plotting with the babysitter Madison. Half his billionaire status had gone to Maggie, the money would be shared with her new lover Madison. Adam’s wife had set up home with Madison; they were a couple all along.       

            Robbie was Maggie and Adam’s son. He’d be remaining with Maggie and Madison and this was Adam’s main reason for not leaving Clearbrook. He didn’t wish to lose touch with his son, he also wanted to be there for him if the situation grew tricky at home. Living with two moms could prove to be awkward as Robbie grew older.

            On the coffee table in front of him, Adam had spread out numerous travel brochures. He needed time away from Clearbrook, time to let the dust settle.

            “I’m torn between Australia and Africa,” he muttered into the empty lounge. He’d traveled alone before he married Maggie, but that was a long time ago. In the end, he opted for Africa thinking a safari would help clear his mind. Therefore, within a week Adam was sitting inside a lodge in the East African country of Tanzania gazing out at the most incredible view he’d ever seen in his entire life.

            “Here’s to you Maggie and Maddie and all your scheming ways!” he said aloud as he took a sip from his glass with a sense of achievement. He’d got off his ass and traveled somewhere new.

             Adam refused to play the broken distraught ex-husband role that Maggie had pushed him into; it was her wish to end their marriage. Okay this was because of what he did but given time, they may have been able to work things out. Nevertheless, he was going to take this opportunity as a fresh start, perhaps he wasn’t cut out to be married after all. I mean dedicating your whole life to just one girl who does that.

             “Mr. Johnson?” a young girl’s voice enquired from the open doorway to his lodge. He turned finding himself looking into a pair of pale blue eyes, which were beautifully framed by a stylish tousled short haircut. The pale blue eyes were accentuated by the stark contrast of the jet-black hair. Over her shoulder, the girl was carrying a satchel type bag. Adam aged her at about nineteen-years-old.

              “Yes that’s me,” Adam replied standing up and walking toward the door. He was very aware of how his stature dwarfed the girl who stood at around five-feet and three-inches tall. Adam tried to make his height less conspicuous by leaning against the doorframe and slightly stooping forward.    

              “Hi, I’m Elisha your friendly safari guide,” the girl said with no hint of an African accent at all. She held out her hand smiling at Adam. He noticed how beautifully manicured her nails were and how her radiant smile lit up her small pixie-like face.

              “Hey would you like to come in?” he asked standing upright and to one side. Elisha nodded her head and entered the lodge walking over to one of the chairs by the table where Adam’s drink was placed.

              “Thank you. So what part of America are you from?” Elisha asked in what sounded to Adam to be part of a well-rehearsed small talk conversation.

              “Minnesota, a town called Clearbrook to be precise,” he smiled sitting opposite her at the table and asking if she’d like a drink, which she refused emphatically shaking her head to reaffirm her negative response. Her hair was short but because of the cut, it remained incredibly feminine and suited her fine bone structure. Elisha was dressed in khaki colored Bermuda shorts, which sat just above her knees teamed with a casual white shirt. A lightweight cotton scarf in blue and yellow adorned the collar of her shirt and attached to this Adam could see her name badge. She looked very professional. The satchel had now been placed on the floor by her petite sandal encased feet with their immacutely polished toenails.

              “I’m actually from England so no African accent to offer you true authenticity I’m afraid,” she smiled reaching down for her satchel and opening it up. She lifted out a folder and proceeded to remove a diary and several pieces of paper from it with a pen. “Okay then Mr. Johnson,” she started to say.

              “Adam please, Mr. Johnson makes me sound so old!” he smiled piling on the charm. Adam knew he looked good, he always looked good and he tended to take it for granted that all the ladies would instantly be attracted to his boyish looks.

              “Oh now come on you’re what? Early twenties?” she asked obviously enjoying the harmless flirting going on between them.

              “And the rest! Let’s just say the other end of the twenties and that’ll cover it Elisha,” he laughed finding himself feeling relaxed in her company.

              “Okay, now Adam I’m basically here today to see what safari runs you wish to sign up for as we’ve several different options available,” she continued totally deflecting from his age related comment.

             
I’ll sign up for any runs that you’ll be on sexy Elisha
he thought to himself trying to show interest in the paperwork she was showing him. He could see the outline of her bra when she brushed her scarf to one side so she could see the paperwork; it looked like a pale yellow color and appeared to be adequately filled by her pert breasts. Adam felt his manhood twitching inside his jeans as he pictured Elisha’s firm young breasts bouncing naked in front of his face. He imagined her nipples would be rose-colored and like throbbing peaks between his fingers.

              “Adam did you hear me? I asked if you’d prefer the day runs or the night runs.” Elisha’s sweet voice cut through his erotic thoughts.

              “Ummm God sorry, miles away there! Day runs I think mainly but perhaps with a night one too,” he replied as the warming feeling of embarrassment crept up his cheeks. He played with his light beard nervously as she scribbled something in her diary and told him to be ready by 6am the following morning. He was handed a map showing him where to meet the other tourists in the safari group and with another shake of his hand, she was gone.