Mia's POV
"Mmmmm… Yeah… I love it, Riley, I love how you make me feel so good." My voice echoed in his room, sounding alien to me. Good thing this room is soundproof because the sound of my voice right now could wake even the dead. His lips is enclosed on my nipple, sucking on my engorged bud, while his fingers were pumping into me, creating a rhythm that was pushing me close to the edge, making me lose the ability to form any words as I kept moaning out so loudly.
It was better than I had dreamed of, better than I had ever imagined. I reached up to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, but I stilled in my actions as I realized that it wasn't Riley that was making me feel so good, it was someone else, someone I never knew before, a stranger.
And the worst part of it all is that, I don't want this handsome stranger to stop touching me, he is so fucking handsome, so stunning. I've never felt this way before, Riley had never made me feel so good. I know I want more of him, I want him to do more sinful things to me, I want to feel his dick buried deep inside my hole as he takes my innocence away.
I know it's wrong to cheat Riley this way, he had been patient with me for the past six years, and he deserves to be the one to deflower me, but how can I say no to such a godlike man, how can I push him away when all I want is to open my legs even wider, giving him more access to screw me senseless.
"You are mine now, and I'm never letting you go." He whispered huskily, causing me to cream my panties even more. He positioned himself between my legs, leaning down to kiss me as he lined his rock-hard dick to my entrance.
"Are you ready for this baby?" he asked me softly and I nodded my head in response, nodding a little too eagerly because I wanted him so bad. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain, waiting for him to rip through that barrier and claim my innocence, but the pain never came, and when I opened my eyes to look up at him, I realized that he wasn't there anymore and neither was I, rather, I saw Riley and my best friend Loretta, lying on the bed, the same way I had found them on the eve before our wedding.
I pushed the door open, but they were too far gone to notice any slight noise, so I stood by the door and watched as he pounds into her from behind, putting all his strength into it, with his fingers buried in her plump ass cheeks. He was saying sweet words to her, telling her how beautiful and desirable she was and how he was only marrying me to have his way with me.
The tears rolled down my eyes and as the water trickled down my cheeks, I jerked awake from my sleep. It had only been a dream, the same dream that has plagued me since I caught my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend on the eve of our bachelor and bachelorette party. I don't even know why I'm crying about this, I never truly loved Riley, I only agreed to this relationship because our family needed their port to dock our ship. The only reason I'm feeling so betrayed is that he did it with Loretta, that bitch. She is supposed to be my best friend, but she stole my man. I will never forgive her.
The night was quiet, Everything was quiet, well, except for the sporadic barking and howling from a few dogs in the neighborhood, and our loud voices as my mom tried to reason with me and change my mind before I break off the engagement and cancel my wedding to Riley Osborne. It's been two hours since Carrie picked me up from the hospital and ever since I walked through that door, my mom has been firing me with tons of questions, while my dad locked himself in his room, brooding.
"No. No. No. I won't marry that two-timing bastard." I roared angrily.
"Mia, please try and understand. We don't have a choice. We need to make this deal as soon as possible. If we lose this company, this house, it could kill your father. All his life, he has toiled to get to where we are today, he has done everything possible to give you and your sister a good life. We have never asked for anything in return, just this one favor. Please, my Mia-Mia." My mother tried to convince me.
"Oh, come on, mom. Don't you Mia-Mia me, I'm not falling for it. I don't care if we have to live on the street and feed on garbage, I still won't marry Riley Osborne, I won't do it, mom. I won't. For fucks sake, he cheated on me, with... With... With that bitch Loretta.
Jeez, mom,
What do you want from me? Because of this merger, you want to tie me to a cheat, a fucking cheat. I can't even bare that thought. I can't think about it. I can't stand the sight of him, he disgusts me. How can I spend the rest of my life with him, I can't even bare to look at his face without thinking of him lying on top of that whore, screwing her as if his life depends on it. How can you subject me to a life of misery and heartache, how could you mom?" I threw my hand in frustration and huffed. I am trying so hard not to cry in front of them. I've promised myself that I won't shed a drop of tears because of those two shameless traitors.
Since Riley chose to be with her, then good riddance. I'm not going to go crawling back to him simply because we need to use their port, I won't sell myself short, I'm not going to marry that bastard and that is final.
"He said he is sorry, Mia. He was drunk last night and Loretta seduced him. You can't cancel your wedding because your fiance had a one-night stand with a stupid whore, you need to forgive him, my daughter, he is your husband-to-be, and remember marriage is all about understanding and forgiveness. He used to be your best friend, why don't you give him a second chance?" my mom continued to explain and plead in her gentle voice, but I was not in the mood to listen to her.
"That's the thing mom, he is supposed to be my best friend, he berated me, betrayed my trust, and screwed Loretta. Friends don't do that to each other, I can never trust him again."
"Come on Carrie, say something help me out here," I called out to my sister who sat on the couch ignoring us completely.
"What do you want me to say, I told you Loretta was a bitch, but you never listened to me. I warned you about her, but you thought I was jealous of your friendship with your bestie," She mocked, shrugging indifferently, giving me a look that suggests that I am sorely on my own. I huffed in frustration and turned back to mom,
"I won't do it, mom, and you can't make me do it. I would rather die than be his wife. I will find another way to save our company, it doesn't have to be the Osborne's." I stated firmly and turned to walk away, but my mom pulled me back and landed a hot slap on my face, her eyes blazing in anger.
