Congratulations

Aurelia hunched over the sink, her throat dry from puking her breakfast.
“Did you eat something bad?” Olivia’s brows knitted in worry as she rubbed Aurelia’s back.
“No.” Aurelia coughed out. She filled her hand with water and splashed it against her face. It helped calm the burning sensations on her skin. “It’s probably jet lag. The flight back to New York was long.”
“Hmm. All the more reason why you shouldn’t have resumed work immediately after getting back.” Olivia scolded her. Aurelia straightened up, forcing a smile to persuade her friend.
Oh if only Olivia knew why she couldn’t possibly sit idle in her apartment. Her brooding thoughts would not let her rest and she’d thought of reaching out to the CEO multiple times. It
drove her crazy. Although she had gotten a two-week break off work, she returned three days after arriving in New York.
Work helped get her mind off things-off him. And that was what she desperately needed at the moment. A distraction.
Aurelia wanted to slowly ease into normalcy, into her life before the CEO barged in. It was the only choice left because she couldn’t imagine going back to him. It was too painful.
“I’m fine.” Aurelia reached for the spare towel and dried her face, feeling Olivia’s pointed stare. “Seriously I’m fine.”
Olivia only narrowed her eyes, causing Aurelia to shift uncomfortably in her spot.
“Let’s get back to work shall we?” Aurelia suggested as she turned to leave the restroom, but Olivia blocked her path.
“Are you sure you’re alright? Or did the fashion week not go well.”
Aurelia sighed. “It was splendid, and I’m perfectly fine.”
She would be, in due time. She really hoped she would.
****
“Ahhh~ harder!”
“Shut up slut.” Luke grabbed the woman by her hair, pushing her head into the mattress.
His hips thrust forward while his other kept her hips steady, fingers digging into her ass. He fucked her harder, her pussy swallowing him whole as he took her from behind.
The woman writhed under his hold, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Sex had never felt so good, and she deemed herself as the luckiest girl in the brothel. It was nothing but an honor to be picked by such a handsome man. Not to talk of a handsome rich man who knew his way in bed.
This was her time to shine. If she can satisfy him, then he could buy her out and take her far away from this shit hole. Well, that was what she thought until his hips suddenly stopped moving.
“Ahh..” her brows furrowed in confusion. Why would he stop when it was just getting better?
Luke pulled out, his gaze empty. “I’m done.”
He stood up from the bed, ignoring her presence as he moved to get dressed.
“B-but..” the girl straightened up, “You didn’t come.”
Luke continued to get dressed. Once he was finished, he reached into his coat and pulled out a bundle of hundred-dollar bills. He tossed it on the bed, and the girl’s eyes widened.
It was the largest tip she’d ever received. She couldn’t possibly let him leave like that, she had to make sure he came back.
“Let’s try another round.” The woman caught up to him, taking his arm. Luke’s steps faltered as he spared her a warning glare. But the woman was persistent, batting her eyelashes like the vixen she was. “Another position, I’ll do whatever you want.”
“No need.” Disgusted, Luke jerked away from her. “You can’t satisfy me.”
Saying that, he left the room.
“Fuck.” As he stepped outside, Luke combed his hands through his hair. He got into his car and slumped his head against the steering wheel, looking down at his crotch.
“I can’t even come.”
With a loud groan, he pulled out his phone, scrolling till he found the video of Aurelia touching herself.
For a moment he just stared, contemplating. His finger hovered over the play button for a minute before he finally clicked on it. As soon as he heard her needy moans, a tent grew in his trousers.
“Ahhh.” Luke leans back in his seat, throwing his head back as he unzipped his trousers. “What have you done to me, Aurelia.” He said to his phone, watching her pretty pussy ooze with her juices.
Luke grits his teeth, his hands working on his swollen dick.
“Ahh fuck.” His chest heaved, feeling lightheaded from the rush of sinful pleasure.
Something he couldn’t get from the whore a few minutes ago, or from the countless women he’d fucked just so he could forget her.
He moaned her name and cried out when he reached his peak, his milky seed spilling out of his tip and staining his hands.
Once he caught his breath, he
slumped against the seat, head tipped heavenward.
“I’m so screwed.”
*****
“Ouch.”
Aurelia rolled her eyes, but her lips curved into a fond smile.
“Just stay still and you won’t get pricked by the needle.”
Ezekiel huffed and folded his arms against his chest, his lips jutting out in a defiant pout.
“How can I stay still when a beautiful woman is touching my body.”
Aurelia laughed softly, stepping back to assess the design on Ezekiel’s tall and slender frame.
They had a photo shoot today, so she added the finishing touches to the clothes.
“Looks good.” She nodded, her critical gaze skimming his form.
Ezekiel wet his lips, loving how she looked at him. “Just good?” He stepped forward, his childish expression turning coy.
Aurelia gulped her spit, instinctively knowing he was going to tease her again.
“More than good.”
“How much more?” He leaned forward, smiling from ear to ear.
Aurelia was grateful for the fact that they were the only ones in the dressing room, and this also meant Ezekiel had tossed his professionalism along with his old clothes.
“More than an average person.”
“So better than Luke?”
Aurelia frowned, not wanting to be reminded of the CEO.
“Shit.” Ezekiel cursed under his breath, realizing he’d dampened the mood. “I’m sorry.”
Aurelia turned, moving to sort the next set of clothes for the shoot. “It’s alright, you don’t have to apologize.” It’s been two weeks, and she hadn’t heard a peep from Luke, not that she expected to.
It just meant that things were finally back on track, and they had moved on like nothing happened between them. Even if she was far from moving on, it hurt to see that he was perfectly fine without her, attending interviews and smiling on screen like he didn’t break her heart.
Now and then, she considered Ezekiel’s proposal, but would leaving the company soothe the knot in her chest?
Ezekiel had kept her company since she returned, he often took her shopping, to the movies, or anywhere else, and he did all this while keeping his identity from the public. He said he wanted to cheer her up, and she was grateful for it.
“Do you still think of him?” Ezekiel asked cautiously and a beat of silence passed before she replied.
“Yes.” It came as a whisper, but Ezekiel heard it and it pained him.
“You know..” Ezekiel hugged her from behind and when she didn’t pull away, he pressed his lips to her neck. “You can use me, I won’t mind.”
Aurelia’s stiffened. “Use you?” She shot him a confused look.
Ezekiel stared at her, his gaze lowering to her cleavage ever so discreetly. If she moved her hips backward a bit, she would feel his hard erection.
“Luke has frequented a lot of brothels lately. You can do the same but with me.”
He sounded so convincing, and she soon caught on to what he meant. But..
“I can’t do that, you’re my friend-”
Aurelia’s words died on her tongue as Ezekiel pulled her closer. Her breath hitched as she felt his erection against her ass.
Ezekiel bit back a groan, the sensation driving him to the edge. “I’m a man Aurelia, a man who likes you. Not just your friend.”
“I…” What could she possibly say?
Just then, the doorknob jiggled and Aurelia pushed Ezekiel away in panic. He stumbled back but managed to gain his footing.
“Aurelia, do you know where fabric 21 is?” Olivia’s head peaked through the front door.
“Ah yes.” Aurelia literally ran out of the room, mentally thanking Olivia for coming to her rescue.
Ezekiel chuckled at this. “She’s so fun to tease.”
Later in the day, the shoot had come to a successful end.
“Beer on me!” Kendall announced as he swung his arm around Mathew’s shoulders. “But this guy’s paying.”
“The hell I will.” Mathew wrestled back, pulling Kendall out of the studio.
Aurelia shook her head at them, her gaze shifting to Ezekiel who was busy discussing with his manager. He sensed her stare and glanced up, but Aurelia whipped her head forward.
Ezekiel smirked. He had caught her anyway.
“Aurelia, are you coming?” Olivia poked her ribs to get her attention. She didn’t miss the short exchange between her and Ezekiel.
“Sure-,” Aurelia winced, her palm flying to her temple.
“Aurelia, what’s wrong?” Olivia’s voice was laced with concern.
Aurelia’s vision began to blur, and she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.
“Mi-Migraine..” she tried to speak, but her words came out slurred. The pain struck her hard, blurring her vision.
“Aurelia?!” Olivia shrieked.
Ezekiel heard the commotion, and his eyes widened in horror as he saw Aurelia passed out on the floor.
He moved to help, but his manager caught his arm. “What you doing?”
Ezekiel glared at the man, a silent warning, and the manager quickly took heed. He had never seen the actor look so menacing.
Ezekiel rushed to Aurelia, sweeping her into his arms without a word. He glanced at Oliva, offering a reassuring smile. “I’ll take her to the hospital.”
Olivia was hesitant, but she nodded, putting her trust in him. She didn’t have time to worry about why he looked so distressed.
“Please take care of her.”
Aurelia groaned, discomfort evident in her features.
“It’s alright Aurelia. I’ve got you,” Ezekiel whispered, carrying her out of the studio.
At the hospital, the nurse asked Ezekiel about his relationship with Aurelia. Ezekiel hesitated for a moment before responding, “She’s my girlfriend.”
He was in his usual disguise, a face mask and a baseball hat. It was a good thing his manager always kept a spare in his car.
The nurse nodded, jotting down some notes. “Okay, Mr…..” she paused, her brows arched in question.
“Quin,” Ezekiel answered smartly.
“Alright Mr. Quin, the doctor will be with you shortly.”
“Thanks.”
Although the nurse reassured him, Ezekiel couldn’t calm down. He paced back and forth, watching the doctor assess an unconscious Aurelia through the hospital room window.
Finally, the doctor stepped out of the room, a middle-aged man with a kind smile.
“Congratulations, Mr. Quin. Your girlfriend is two months pregnant.”