~Angelina~
“Ma’am, Stefan is here to see you,” my housekeeper said. I glanced at her and nodded.
“Let him in,” I replied, noticing her eyes widen as she took in my appearance. I raised an eyebrow, amused, as she hurried out and shut the door behind her.
I stood up from my bed and walked over to the mirror, turning slightly to admire the way the white lingerie contrasted against my skin. A small smirk tugged at my lips. I knew I looked irresistible. Stefan wouldn’t know what hit him.
A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I flipped my hair over my shoulder, letting it cascade down my back, and walked to the bed, sitting down as seductively as possible.
“Come in,” I called, my voice low and inviting. The door creaked open, and Stefan stepped inside, shutting it behind him.
“Good mor-” His words faltered as his eyes swept over me, landing on the curve of my body. I smiled at his reaction, standing and walking toward him with slow, deliberate steps.
“Good morning to you too, Mr. Stefan,” I said, brushing past him to lock the door. His Adam’s apple bobbed as his eyes darted to my chest, lingering there longer than necessary.
Men were always predictable when it came to that. Except for Aaron. He’d been harder to impress. But I wasn’t thinking about him-not now.
“What are you doing?” Stefan stammered, his voice shaky. I placed my hands lightly on his chest, my fingers trailing downward.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I asked, arching a brow as our eyes met.
“I think you should just say whatever it is you need to say,” he muttered, grabbing my wrist to stop me.
I laughed softly, pulling my hand back with ease.
“Oh, I’ll say it. But what I’m about to do goes hand in hand with my request.” My voice was smooth, each word calculated. I reached for his belt, unbuckling it as he stood frozen. When he didn’t stop me this time, I pushed his pants down and freed his cock from his boxer briefs.
“Did you find out what I asked?” I inquired, running my hand over his cock slowly.
Stefan took a deep breath, his gaze flickering between my hand and my face.
“Yeah. I… I found some things,” he said, his words barely audible as I continued my motions.
“And what are those things?” I pressed, my tone cool and casual, not giving anything away.
“She’s been seeing Mr. Thompson. I followed her to his house-his private house, not the penthouse.” He paused, swallowing hard. “There were others following her, too.”
That was all the confirmation I needed. My stomach twisted with anger, but I forced myself to remain calm.
So it had been true-Aaron had left me for Joan. I clenched my teeth, recalling the moans I’d overheard in Spain, the ones coming from the library when everyone had gone to bed.
“I want you to do something for me and in return, you get to fuck my luscious pussy,” I blinked at him, seductively. “What do you think?” I rubbed my thumb over the head of his penis.
He thrusted himself into my hand, it was disgusting but I had no choice at the moment. I needed to do this just as Andrea had suggested.
Andrea was my best friend and she well, she’d been annoyed when I told her I’d broken up with Aaron and suspected he was fucking his sister’s best friend.
She’d advised me to get a private investigator and look into the case. Which I did and that’s why I hired Stefan.
He’s good at his job, but the next step I’m about to take needed secrecy and not only money would be able to keep him shut. I knew that just from looking at him.
I’d caught him ogling my ass a few times.
Stefan hesitated, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “I don’t think they’re together anymore. She hasn’t been visiting him lately. One day, I saw her leave his office crying.”
That was new information. I tilted my head, considering this development.
“Well, that just makes things easier for me,” I said with a tight smile. I took a step back, letting go of him.
His eyes darkened with lust as I slid my panties down and stepped out of them. I turned and walked back to the bed, sitting down and spreading my legs just enough to give him a clear view.
“You have connections, Stefan. That’s why I hired you,” I said, my voice low and smooth. “Now I’m giving you a choice. Are you in or out?”
His gaze was locked on me, his breathing uneven. “I’m in. Whatever it is, I’m in,” he said quickly, his voice thick with desire.
“Good,” I murmured, leaning back slightly. “Then come and take what I’m offering.”
He moved toward me immediately, his hands eager and clumsy as he positioned himself. I stared at the ceiling, already planning my next steps. Joan had no idea what was coming for her.
But I was going to make sure she felt every ounce of the pain she’d caused me. This wasn’t just about Aaron anymore-it was about making her pay for every smug look, every moment she thought she’d won.
Stefan was a pawn, a means to an end. He didn’t matter beyond what he could do for me. And as he lost himself in the moment, I was already three steps ahead, crafting the perfect plan to destroy Joan’s life piece by piece.
This wasn’t desperation-it was strategy. And when I was done, there wouldn’t be anything left for her to cling to. That’s if she was still alive.