My Evil Mafia Billionaire Husband

THIRD PERSON P.O.V

"Harder! Harder!! Please go harder!!!"

The clapping sound of flesh on flesh could be heard accompanying the aforementioned screams of pleasure which were coming from Rain's bedroom.

Rain Clayton was one of the many illegitimate children that Harold Clayton had fathered while he was alive, and she, like all of the late Don's bastards, had been well taken care of with a weekly and unfailing allowance of $8,000 into her bank account, a scholarship that ran until whenever she decided to stop schooling. So, basically, being his child, legitimate or not, meant that her life had been sorted long ago. But that doesn't mean that Rain had the best life as it's often said, there's so much more in life that money can't buy.

"Right there!! That's the spot, Hmm.." she moaned.

Rain's mother died in a car accident when she was 18 and she has been alone since then, she was under the impression that the weekly allowance she got and the pre-paid school bills were from a trust fund her mother had arranged for her. Before her uncanny demise.

Although she could literally buy anything she wanted, which she did, owning multiple designers, and two cars at just 24 years old and treating herself to vacations whenever she felt like it, she still felt very empty inside, because, regardless of how impressive her bank account was, she was unable to lay a finger on happiness and her love life was, well.... non-existent.

Everyone knew of how she was financially, and because of that, the guys who dated her had always viewed her as a free paycheck. They always wanted to use her to line their pockets, and so, she had given up on dating and love in general.

Instead, whenever she needed a release, she would pay guys now and then to come satisfy her. Much like the man who was currently with her.

She was, at this time, bent over her reading table which had a mirror on the wall by it, and so, as her insides were getting pounded by the organ of the hot, white hunk who was standing behind and drilling her, she could only view the action from a third person perspective through the mirror.

"Ohh God!!!!"

She screamed a few moments later, as she arrived at the peak of the sexual activity. This yelp was followed by uncontrollable, spasmodic vibrations in her body, and for a moment, it looked as though she was having a convulsion: She went pink, the blacks of her eyes disappeared, leaving only the eerie whites, and all her veins were super visible and looking as though they would pop out of her skin, and her mouth was wide open, like a fish fresh out of water and struggling to survive.

"Your payment is on the table, take it as you leave", she said weakly to the man as he got dressed and prepared to leave. She was now sitting on her bed, stark naked, her red hair looking ragged and disheveled, and she, as drained as drained could be.

"Okay, thanks.." He acknowledged without even looking at her, more intent on getting his clothes on, his pay in his pocket, and his feet out of there. He was twisted into a very tight position while trying to lace up his shoes, and it surprised her how he didn't even look fatigued or spent. He probably did this a lot. As Rain watched him, she began to get some crazy ideas in her head, and although she knew that what she was about to say was hardly sensible, she couldn't help herself.

"Could we...you know meet sometime?" Rain suggested quietly, as though there was someone else in the room she didn't want to hear it.