Chapter 3 Chapter 3

Thunder was in his office, which was owned by his parents. After he got married to Jewel, he inherited his father's company.

He felt irritated and bored sitting there, and he couldn't think of anything to work on either; their board meeting was over, and he had already signed those papers given by her secretary. He thinks it's too early to go to the bar at this moment.

And it's easy to find a woman whenever he wants—a woman that is easy to get warm in bed and easy to get dumped after. Almost all of the women he got in bed with are the ones showing some interest and motive; they want to be taken by him.

He also thinks that he would rather go to the bar or be with his woman than go home early. He doesn't want his day to be ruined by seeing Jewel's face.

He couldn't stop getting angry, knowing that because of her, he was tied up in a marriage he never dreamed of. He also thinks that Jewel planned all of it because she has feelings for him. If this is what Jewel wants, then she will never succeed.

Thunder stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office, where he could see everything: those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people were busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang, and he immediately took it out of his pocket.

CAIN CALLING…..

"What do you want, Fuentabilla?" 

"So sweet of you, dude! I just called you; I know you miss me." He heard him laugh over the phone.

"Asshole! You're wasting my time. If there's nothing you called for, I would rather end this call," he said in an irritated voice.

"Okay, okay, chill, dude. You're so hot-tempered. Anyway, Dark invites us for a drink. It looks like he has a love problem."

"Until when will he act like a fool with that Calliyah? She's not even here in the Philippines, but he's still head over heels for that woman." 

"He loved her; even though Calliyah is not here, he stays loyal to her."

"Stupidity! See you at the bar," and he hung up the call.

He can't understand why Dark's head over heels for Jewel's best friend; there are so many women out there trying to win him, but still, he's forcing himself towards that woman. He's too stupid!

He felt sleepy, so he went to the sofa and laid down to rest because he hadn't had enough sleep since yesterday. That woman I was with yesterday seems to not have the word tired in her vocabulary.

He was about to close his eyes when he heard the doors open. He looked up and saw his secretary's face. She was wearing a tight mini-skirt paired with a sexy dress and coat, but still, her cleavage was more accentuated.

"What do you want?" he asked.

She smiled at him seductively and started to massage my shoulder. "You look tired, sir. I was thinking that maybe you are bored. Do you want me to please you, sir?" She said, biting my earlobe.

I was starting to get seduced. Who am I to say no? I'm just a man. I posthaste kiss her. I'm getting more aroused by the fact that she responds to the intensity of my kiss. She's also wild, like the other girls in bed.

On the other hand, Jewel just arrived in front of her husband's company building. She knew that Thunder hadn't eaten yet because their board meeting was held so early, so she thought of cooking, preparing, and bringing it to his office.

As soon as she entered the company, many employees greeted her kindly. She greeted them and smiled in response. She is used to this kind of treatment by the employees whenever she's in the company. 

Happiness and excitement are written all over her face, despite doubting that maybe her husband wouldn't eat the food she prepared.

The elevator rings a sign that he has already reached the office floor of her husband. She walks through the secretary's table, and nobody's there.

She knows that her husband's secretary is modest and kind, not the same as those bitches Thunder used to have. Without any doubt, she continued walking to her husband's office.

"Oh ohh, Suck it! Make it fast! You're fucking good. Aahh. Oh. Ohh. Fuck!" 

"I know that I am always a good babe. So fucking good. Deeper babe! deeper!" she feels like losing her balance of disbelief, like something cold water hit hard on her face knowing who's inside the office.

Maybe she was this masochist to herself instead of living them both. She slowly opened the office door that exposed her husband lying while his secretary was riding him like a well-known pornstar, and you can see through her expression that she's enjoying it while her husband is busy massaging its pinkish round big boobs. Tears started to shed in her eyes as to how painful the sight she witnessed at the moment was, but she still avoided taking some unnecessary action. She wanted to pull the secretary's hair; she wanted her to taste her anger, but something was stopping her from doing it. She couldn't do it because of Thunder; she was scared that her husband would be mad and might hurt her as well.

Her tears flowed non-stop down her face before she could make a noise. She turned her back, leaving them both reaching their climax.

She immediately ran to the elevator and pressed it, and when it opened, she was stopped by entering as if she remembered something.

'I won't leave and let that flirty bitch secretary alone; she needs to learn a lesson, she said to herself.

She hurried back to her husband's office and slammed the door open. The two of them were stunned to learn that someone had caught them. The secretary's face was shocked, and at the same time she felt ashamed knowing she was the one who caught them in such a way, but she remained emotionless looking at them.

When the secretary recovered from the shock, she quickly left Thunder's lap, picked up her dress, and put it on. She's about to leave when Jewel suddenly pulls her hair.

"You shameless bitch! How unladylike of you to flirt with your married boss! You whore!" she says, pulling the secretary's hair.

Thunder quickly approached them and defined his secretary as "Stop it, Jewel! Don't make a scene!" but it seems that Jewel doesn't hear him.

She even continued pulling the hair of the secretary even harder. She's in the top range of her anger.

"You're slut and a total whore! You're here to work not to be a bed warmer nor a sex slave of my husband! You bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Thunder violently took her away and let her secretary go.

The secretary almost grumbled in a hurry to leave the office.

When there were only two of them left, all of a sudden Thunder pushed Jewel, which made her slam onto the sofa. "What do you think you're doing, huh? Making a scene here in my office?" He furiously shouted.

"So I'm the one who's making a scene here? Don't you feel ashamed? Even here in your office, you are doing your dirty shits to your secretary! You're the one making a scene here." 

"Don't you dare talk to me like that! Don't try my patience, or else you'll see." He emphasized everything he said.

Jewel can't stop laughing, not minding the tightness of Thunder's hold on her jaw. "What are you going to do now, Thunder? You'll hurt me? Then do it! And let everyone know how beasty you are and that the boss they're looking up to is heartless when it comes to his wife." Jewel was dumbfounded about where she got the courage to speak back.

Thunder let go of her right away and tried to calm himself. He doesn't want to make a scene and let his employees know about it. He is trying to avoid such an event that would bring embarrassment to him.

Jewel stood up, fixed her clothes, and left the office to escape further happenings, knowing that she had talked back to her husband. She took a taxi right away as she got into the tears that she'd been holding back from giving up. She cried so much that even the driver felt sorry for her.

"I don't understand him. Does he want me to suffer? Is this how he loathed me that much? Why does he need to hurt me? Isn't it enough for him to see me suffer every day? Isn't it enough that he hurt me physically? I'm here always for him, but why did he choose to bed another woman? We never slept together, but he treated me like I was the most disgusting woman he met." She thought of it full of resentment.

"Miss, where should I take you?" the driver asked.

"In the light bar," I responded. 

She thinks that maybe she should go to the bar, and she needs a drink to forget what happened a while ago.