ONE NIGHT WITH A BILLIONAIRE

"I'm sorry, Sarafina, but I can't attend the party. Today is my sister's birthday, and I need to be there," Tabitha said on the phone as she drove her car to her house.

Tabitha had bought a cake for her sister, Bianca. She had also purchased a gift, and the thought of handing her sister the gift made Tabitha's heart beat faster.

Tabitha was excited. She couldn't wait to see the reaction on her sister's face when she wished her a happy birthday.

"I still laugh about how much you love your family. You still don't believe me when I say they don't love you. You don't need to attend her birthday, just come with me!" Sarafina, Tabitha's friend, said on the phone.

Sarafina's words irritated Tabitha.

"I've asked you not to make comments like that about my family. I find it offensive, and I'm going to end this call. Enjoy your party!" Tabitha responded, her voice tinged with anger.

Immediately after saying what she wanted to, Tabitha hung up the call.

Tabitha tossed her phone and focused on the road, fuming because of what her friend said or perhaps because her friend was right.

Regardless, Tabitha loved her family and didn't plan to listen to anyone's opinion about her family.

Soon, Tabitha arrived home, and the excitement she felt about giving her sister a gift filled her heart once more.

Tabitha carefully retrieved the cake from the passenger seat and then the gift she had bought for her sister. The gift was a beautiful dress, and its cost had been quite substantial, further emphasizing its value to Tabitha.

"I hope she likes it," Tabitha muttered as she envisioned the various reactions her sister, Bianca, might have when she received the gift.

With the cake and gift in hand, Tabitha made her way towards the entrance of her home, in a joyful mood.

"I don't think we should be doing this here, Donald," Bianca, a woman with short black hair, protested, pushing a man away.

"How can I resist you, Bianca?" Donald replied, pulling Bianca back into his embrace. He gazed at her with lust in his eyes as his hands roamed her body, eliciting a soft, suppressed moan from Bianca.

"Wouldn't you like a birthday present?" Donald asked, his breathing slightly heavy. His desire for Bianca was so intense that he had to rely on sheer willpower to restrain himself from indulging further.

"What if Tabitha catches us here?" Bianca inquired, her eyes locked with Donald's as his warm breath caressed her nose. While she wanted the same, she exercised caution. However, deep down, Bianca didn't really care if her sister caught them.

"Tabitha isn't home, darling. How about a birthday kiss?" Donald, who was actually Tabitha's fiancé, said to Bianca.

Tabitha entered the house, being careful with the way she carried the cake.

There was no actual party happening yet; any gathering was scheduled for the evening.

Tabitha had arrived early because she was too excited to wish her sister.

However, upon reaching the living room, she noticed how quiet the house was, so she gently placed the cake down and proceeded down the corridor that led to Bianca's room.

In the end, Bianca had agreed to let Donald in as they both succumbed to their carnal desires. They were passionately kissing their way into her room, and Tabitha managed to catch a glimpse of what was transpiring as they pushed each other into Bianca's room.

The intense desire between the two had become so overpowering that they were oblivious to Tabitha's approaching footsteps.

Tabitha's heart pounded fiercely, and she couldn't believe her eyes. She saw what she had seen but hoped deep down that it wasn't real.

Seeking confirmation, Tabitha headed straight to Bianca's room and cautiously opened the unlocked door.

The barely restrained moans and groans she could hear before she peeked into the room already painted a vivid picture of what was happening on the other side of the door. Still, she needed to see it with her own eyes.

Had she truly seen Bianca and Donald together, or had she made a terrible mistake?

Tabitha knew what she had seen and was merely trying to hold onto a glimmer of hope.

Bianca and Donald believed that Tabitha couldn't be home at that hour, but she was, and she caught them undressing in haste.

From what she witnessed, Tabitha realized that this couldn't have been their first time. The way they clung to each other made it painfully clear that they had been betraying her for a long time.

Tears welled up in Tabitha's eyes as she silently watched them. She left the door opened and quietly retreated from the scene.

Back in the living room, Tabitha gazed at the cake she had prepared for her sister on the center table. With trembling hands, she opened the cake box and used her fingers to smash the cake, consuming it herself.