
Introduction
Three years of dating had only left him bored and craving novelty. When June Bennet saw her boyfriend tangled up with her cousin in her own bed, all her illusions of a perfect love collapsed in an instant.
That night, in her pajamas, June Bennet left barefoot in the rain. Her feet were cut by stones on the road, yet she felt nothing of the blood or pain. Memories of loving moments with her boyfriend clashed violently with what she’d just witnessed, tearing her mind and body apart.
For days afterward, June was overwhelmed by suppressed anger and sorrow with no way to let it out. So in Las Vegas, she seduced a stranger, spent one passionate night with him, then vanished without a trace.
She thought that night would stay in Las Vegas. Little did she know, the man would follow her all the way to her city…
Chapter 1
June's POV
“Yes…Declan fuck me harder… don't stop”
“You like me fucking you hard, bitch?”
“Yassss… Papi”
Those were the words I heard coming from our room. The room Declan and I shared for three years of our relationship. It felt like a dream so I pinched myself to be sure I wasn't hallucinating. I’d been nothing but faithful to him all this while.
“Son of a bitch!” I cursed under my breath as the events of that day kept playing in my head. My eyes were glassy with tears because the betrayal was still living rent-free in my head.
Work was hectic for me on that fateful day and all I needed was to have a quick shower and rest, little did I know what awaited me at home. There was a deafening silence as I got into the living room, and clothes were littered all over, soft music played on the sound system.
I saw a bra and panties that didn’t look like mine on the floor, and it sent cold chills down my spine.
“Is he cheating on me again?” I asked no one in particular, felt dizzy all of a sudden, and strode up the stairs lazily. He’d cheated on me before and I forgave him but this particular straw broke the camel's back.
I turned the doorknob and saw him thrusting in and out of her in a missionary style, with her legs raised above his shoulders. They were too busy to notice my presence. The whole room smelled of sex mixed with booze which made me disgusted and pained.
My pain was that he fucked her on the same bed we both shared. I was too engrossed watching them with tears forming in my eyes.
“Fuck!”
“Yeah… I like it… hmmm,” the red-haired bitch kept urging him to pump into her pussy.
He turned her and she sat on his hardened cock, it was then I realized she was my cousin, Whitney. Whitney and I have always been at loggerheads but I never expected her to betray me by fucking my man. She rode him like her life depended on it.
“Spank me baby,’’ she instructed and he did exactly as he was told. She increased the tempo of her riding like a professional cowgirl.
“I’m cumming… don’t stop, ouch… hmm”
They both climaxed together as she squirted and her juice was splattered all over the place.
What baffles me the most is that I had the courage to watch them and they in turn didn't notice my presence. I was too weak to show my emotions and walk out.
“That was the best sex I've had in months, you were awesome unlike that bitch who calls herself your cousin,” Declan said when he finally found his voice.
“What?” I didn’t know when I opened my mouth to let out my emotions, and then they both looked up.
“Oh, you’re back,” Declan said nonchalantly.
“I gave you three years of my life Declan, three fucking years. What did I get in return? Cheating on me with my cousin on the same bed we both share?”
“That was the plan. I wanted you to see for yourself, I begged for sex for months and you refused me. You kept giving lame excuses because of your jobs. Fuck you and fuck your jobs, Junie!”
“You know I work two jobs, Declan, so I can take care of my mum’s hospital bills. I satisfied you when I could but you chose to betray me,” I said amidst sobs. Whitney gave me an evil smirk but I chose to ignore her and walked out of the room so I wouldn’t commit murder.
I let out a loud hiss and bit my lower lip as I recalled the event. It’s been two days of being betrayed by the ones I loved. The memory was living rent free in my head and it was hard to let go. My pussy throbbed as I recalled watching them fuck.
“Fuck! I’m horny and dripping wet,” I muttered under my breath. My nipples were beginning to shoot out and my face flushed with embarrassment because I was in a bar where people could notice.
I was done being the good girl I’ve always been and now was the time to explore and satisfy my sexual urge. I downed the glass of drink in my hand, alcohol has been my last resort to shake off my worries but it wasn’t really helping.
“Hey babes, are you thinking again?” A familiar voice jolted me back to reality. It was Cassie, my best friend. I’ve been at her place since the incident and she always cheered me up whenever I was down.
“It’s hard for me to let go, Cassie, thoughts of him keep flooding my mind, I really need a distraction.” I said with pouted lips and puppy eyes.
“Fuck him! He lost a gem sis, forget him and focus on the positives,” she took my hand and squeezed it.
“I feel like getting laid,” I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Awwwn… you need it, babes. That reminds me, I would like us to go on a vacation to Las Vegas.” Cassie said excitedly.
“Las Vegas? I don't have the means to afford a ticket. You know I'm struggling to keep up with bills and also take care of my sick mum”
“That's not a problem. It was meant to be a surprise anyway. I planned this trip a month ago so I guess now is the perfect time for us to go. Besides, I’ve got two tickets that have been paid for, and who knows, you might meet a billionaire over there who will fuck you silly and take care of you. I'm tired of you dating broke guys anyway.”
“You're such a crazy girl but I love you,” I gave her a hug.
“I love you too girl. What can you do without me,’’ she said with a wink.
“Nothing babes. Trust me, we’re going to have the best time of our lives, no rules, no exceptions, and always remember, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.” Cassie said with a tone of finality.
I nodded with a sudden self confidence that assured me that all was going to be well and I would have fun without being judged by anyone. Her words kept ringing in my ears, as I unconsciously mumbled her words,
“No rules, no exceptions.”
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