Love, Lies and Billionaires

Love, Lies and Billionaires

Generis

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...I guess little miss perfect still has some undisposed skeletons in her cupboard." she folded her arms. Letting a mischievous grin play at the corner of her lips. "Your son is a bastard Maren..." Before she could continue, Maren's hand landed hard on her face. Something she should have done a long time ago... ***** When the only man she ever loved cheats on her with her best friend, Maren dumps him, shuts her heart to love and thrives to be a better version no one expects but then her decisions are threatened when she has a child and its paternity sparks confusion. Things get worse when a past infidelity shows up in the form of a business deal.

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He turned her over and, balancing her legs around his waist, he slid into her again, locking lips with her to suppress her moans.

"Fuck!" She managed to breathe in pleasure. The slapping sounds grew faster, and she dug her perfectly manicured fingers into his back.

Then he pulled out, releasing his semen to the ground, then he tossed her onto the already ruffled bed and stared at her. Lustful smiles spread across their faces as they looked at themselves.

He got on top of her and took her breast in his mouth, caressing her nipple with his tongue while his hand squeezed the other breast. Then he slid down, and she released a gasp as she felt his tongue inside her.

Her body shook at the third orgasm. "You are way better than your friend," he said as he exchanged his lips with his fingers, thrusting deep inside her as he looked into her eyes, his manhood erect beneath him.

"How many times are you going to remind me?" she replied, a disgusting grin playing on her lips.

Maren blinked back her tears as she walked down the aisle, trying to contain her anger at what she had just watched on the hotel's security footage.

She loved this man... well, used to, and he had repaid her with sleeping with her slutty best friend. They didn't even respect the fact that it was her day, her wedding day!

Gladly, the veil shielded away the fact that her makeup was already half damaged from the tears she had shed while she watched that atrocity.

Through the veil, she could make out his smiling face at the altar, waiting patiently for her to get to where he stood. If not for the flowers she held, she wanted to clench her fists so badly.

How could someone cheat so boldly?

Getting to the altar, the priest began- reading words that she didn't care to listen to. All she was focused on was the disgusting cheat before her and the occasional cheer she got from her best friend like she was in support of her wedding, as if she didn't let her fiance pound her a few hours ago.

"...In sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

"I do," he replied, maintaining his broad smile.

Then it was her turn to reply. He left the question hanging as she was now really furious hearing the way he had confidently said I do. The entire guests fell silent, waiting for her to reply.

She just stood there staring at him, fuming. She had initially planned to forgive him after the wedding, but not after dealing with her best friend. But now, she is starting to rethink it.

"Fuck this," she said and without warning, her hand landed hard on his face, earning gasps from different angles of the hall. She threw away her bouquet and tore off her veil, then traced her way through the guests to where her best friend sat.

"You whore!" She said and ripped her bridesmaid dress in two. "Since you go around fucking other people's fiances, why don't you make it a profession?" She raged.

"Maren!" her mom screamed.

The entire hall was thrown into commotion as everyone watched the wet eyes bride accuse her best friend of sleeping with her husband.

"Maren, what are you doing?" Irene said innocently, trying to cover up her body with what was left of her clothes.

"Cheap slut," she continued, "What did he tell you?, that he loved you? Well guess what, he also told me that and here we are Irene, here we fucking are," she said, her voice breaking as more tears streamed down her face.

Irene stood up from where she sat, her face serious and unremorseful. "I've always been better than you, Maren. Admit it. I'm surprised you're just finding out. This had been going on for as long as you've known William... "

Maren didn't let her finish as she pushed her. Irene lost balance and fell back. Luckily, she was caught on time by some people who stood behind her.

"We both know you also aren't innocent, Maren. You're also as fucked up as much as your fiance," she spat as she regained her balance.

"Fuck off!" Maren screamed.

Maren held her hand over her mouth, trying to prevent the tears that threatened to burst out from coming out. She staggered back and her parents came to hold her to prevent her from collapsing to the ground.

She watched as her friend left the hall, her shoulders hanging high like someone who had just won a draw. Maren wriggled free from her mum's grip and turned to her fiance, who stood stunned at the altar. Murmurs from the guests filled the air.

"You bastard!" She went in for another slap on his face, but he was ready for this one and dodged it. "I wasted two years with you, William." her voice shook and tears streamed down her face.

"We can go on with this marriage and talk about this later, Maren." his voice was low, trying to hide his embarrassment.

She scoffed in disbelief. "Go on with this marriage?" She gestured around and to her face, which had black lines from her washing mascara. "You're unbelievable William, you couldn't even respect this day. To think I overlooked your flaws to make sure you were happy, but look what I got William..." she paused as the tears choked her.

"Look, I'm sorry Maren, I don't know what came over me. I..."

"What came over you?" She charged at him, but her mum was quick to hold her back. "It just had to be Irene, didn't it?

"Stop this, Maren. Do you always have to be so dramatic?" William asked suddenly, his voice was serious.

This took her aback as she sucked in her tears and inspected him. She could now see how unremorseful he looked.

"You know what?, I can't,"she said and turned to leave.

"Maren, please," her mom begged.

"Mum, no, stop it"

"If you leave this place Maren, I'm going to withdraw my support from your company" she stopped in her tracks and turned to him.

"Fuck you..."

Knock knock!!

"Ma'am, are you alright?, you're obstructing traffic"

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