One Night Stand With Mr Billionaire

Melinda's POV

"Ouch..."

I woke up with a pounding headache, my whole body hurt, like I'd been hit by a truck. I didn't know where I was or what had happened. I frowned, feeling uneasy, I was too weak.

As dawn crept up, the morning sun shone in. I suddenly opened my eyes, trying to recall of the events that occurred last night.

In the first place, how did I end up here on a hotel bed? Shit, I'm naked! All I could recall from last night was having a girl's night out with Vanessa. After taking a few sips of the sangria Vanessa had brought to me, I passed out.

Could it be that my drink had been spiked!? I would need to talk to Vanessa and find out what happened! 

I gnashed my teeth and walked out of the bed .With every ounce of composure within me; I tried to remain calm as I could.

I quickly put on my clothes from the night before, fixed myself up a little, and hurried out of the hotel room. I had to get home fast.

Today was our 10th wedding anniversary;   I couldn't wait to tell Andrew the good news.

I met Andrew ten years ago at an architectural firm; we were coworkers and then fell in love. Soon, he asked me to marry him, our marriage wasn't perfect, but we always tried to make it work. I always wanted to have kids, but Andrew wasn't ready. He thought we needed to focus on building the business first.

Inheriting a fortune from my grandma was a game changer, it would help Andrew and I finally expand our architectural firm from the ground up.

As I drove home, eager to share the good news with Andrew, I was met with his absence. Of course, he was probably at work, it was only 9:15am .

I decided to call him and share the good news, but his phone rang endlessly with no answer. Fine, then. I decided to surprise him at the office instead.

I just remembered I need to pick up our anniversary cake and that bottle of red wine from the confectionary. I decided to wear the white dress Andrew got me last year. He once said it brought out my curves, and maybe he was right. It was a flowing D & G dress, elegant with studded stones along the shoulders a gift from our anniversary two years ago.

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The elevator made a soft sound as it opened. It felt too cheerful for how I was feeling. I held a box of chocolate hazelnut cake in one hand Andrew's favorite and a bottle of red wine under my arm. The receptionist wasn't at her desk, which was a bit strange, but I thought she had just gone somewhere for a moment.

Quietly, I as I approached the door to Andrew's office I heard a faint groan. I halted abruptly at the door, I heard a woman's sharp cry and the voice sounded familiar.

My eyes widened...No! No, Andrew couldn't do this to me. Instantly I was sick in my stomach.

I couldn't help myself from looking, the sight greeted me like a physical blow, the door was half way open.

I took a deep breath; I braced myself to keep looking into his office. I grabbed the doorframe with my right hand to keep myself up right.

There in the office was my husband laying on his back over the table and sitting over his nether regions sat my sister, half naked. I watched as Andrew gripped her hips , moving her on him to his liking, which proved to me that this wasn't the first time they'd be having sex.

He had his head thrown back; I brought my left hand to my mouth hitting myself in the face with my phone still clutched there.

Anguish washed over me as I pushed the door open and then my heart stopped.

It took them a moment to see me. Just long enough for the cake box to slip from my hand and fall to the floor, breaking the silence.

Andrew turned his head. He didn't look guilty or scared just annoyed. Vanessa smiled as she fixed her clothes, looking proud and happy, like she had just won something.

"I guess happy anniversary is out of the question," I managed to whisper, voice trembling.

"You should go," Andrew said coldly, adjusting his shirt like I was the intruder. "This isn't the time."

"Not the time?" My hands shook as I tried to catch my breath. "I'm your wife."

"Not for long," Vanessa chimed, hopping off the desk. "He was going to tell you today."

My eyes flicked to her, my own sister. The girl I grew up with. Shared secrets with. Trusted.

I wanted to scream. Cry. Hit something. Instead, I was stunned with disbelief. 

"How could you do this to me Nessa?"   "Why?".. I gasped ,stumbling back a step.

Andrew walked over to a drawer and took out some photos. He threw them at my feet like trash.

"You might want to look at those before you start playing the victim."