A NIGHT WITH MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS

“Oh Xavier…my stupid sister would die if she knew I was in your bed every night,” a familiar feminine voice laughed followed by a loud moan.

“Arghh, baby, pound me good—better than Leah would ever get.”

The smile on my face instantly froze.

My steps faltered at the bedroom door.

My hands on the knob froze and my other arm, which held the flowers I had brought for our anniversary, grew weak as the lifeless gift fell to the floor thumping beneath my feet with a noiseless sound.

My eyes wide as I took in the scene before me, my chest tightened, refusing to pull in air.

There—on the bed—was Xavier.

My fiancé.

My fiance of seventeen good years.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at my fate.

His sweaty body was pressed against my step-sister—Natasha, their limbs entangled as he pounded into her shamelessly.

The sound of her moans bouncing off the thin walls was like daggers piercing directly into my fragile heart.

My heart pounded erratically in my veins, loud enough that I could hear the blood flowing through my veins.

Is this how it felt to be betrayed, by the two people you trusted the most in this life?

My lips parted and I so badly wanted to scream at the top of my lungs.

My eyes begged me to look away, to pretend that this wasn’t happening.

But how could I deceive myself that I did not just catch my fiance cheating on me with my own sister—my flesh and blood.

Instead my pathetic eyes remained fixed on them.

How could they do this to me?

How dare he do this to me?

Three years ago, my father’s mistakes left the Harnes Group drowning in debts.

Since then, I’d been nothing more than a pawn to Xavier and my step-mother.

Xavier was supposed to be my fiancée—the heir to the wealthy Kingsley family, the man who carried our family’s name back into the spotlight.

My step-mother paraded me around as his perfect little fiance, while he treated me as trash.

And I told myself it was worth it, after all, it kept my mother’s cancer treatments going.

But now…seeing him with Natasha, tangled up like lovers, it broke everything in me.

After everything I had to sacrifice for this relationship, after all the years I gave him, yet he betrayed me like this?

“I love you Natasha. Your body is perfect,” Xavier groaned against her neck.

His voice sounded so gentle, making me wonder whether I had been delusional about his love for me all these years.

I couldn’t remember the last time he had spoken to me like that, at least not in months, or years.

The air smelled of sex and sweat, and my stomach churned in nausea at it.

Natasha’s head rolled back in ecstasy as she let out another moan, then spoke, “Tell me baby, do you love Leah, more than me?” She asked, her voice sounded smug as she