"I'm going home to our place first, hon." That's all, Sheila said to Martin, who was driving.
The man he was with stared at her.
"Are you sure?" Martin simply asked Sheila. "I'll accompany you there first." Martin smiles. and looks at her intently.
Sheila just laughed and lightly tapped his shoulder.
"I need to rest, and besides, you've had enough." She jokingly said to the man.
"Oh, I see, you need space for now, but I'll come to you." He was still rubbing his leg back then.
"Oh, stop that." She is tickled by what Martin is doing now.
This made Martin laugh at her reaction.
"Well, I'll be back here; our company will have another out-of-town trip." She heard Martin sigh. "They really can't handle the job without me." He added.
"You're too full of yourselves, Martin." Sheila just shook her head, looked at Martin, and grinned at what he said.
"Well, I won't be able to get you to say yes if you don't believe in me, hon." Martin said jokingly to her.
Sheila just smiled at what he was saying now, and she softly chuckled.
They have already seen the road leading to them; she is now in front of their house.
"I need to leave. Bye." That's all Martin said to her.
"Take care." She says to the man.
Before she got out of Martin's car, Martin gave her a passionate kiss.
She gently pushed Martin. "Bye, be careful on your way home." He whispered in her ear.
"Yeah." She only nodded.
Sheila immediately got down in the car. Martin won't pick her up anymore because he is on a business trip. She just waved back then.
"Love you," Martin added, and the engine of the car started.
Sheila followed Martin's car with her eyes, and when she could no longer see it, she immediately went inside her house. Her servants were already there, and she wasn't alone in the big house.
"Is my guest already here?" Sheila asked as she entered the room.
"Yes, Ma'am, he is in your room." She turned to her maid to see if she had heard correctly.
"He is insisting, ma'am, and he went straight into your room." The maid explained to her, and she knows that the maid is fearing her.
She just gave her dirty clothes to the maid.
"Don't disturb us right now." Sheila immediately turned around and went to his room.
She opened the door and immediately saw a man without a shirt, so she quickly closed it.
"Hey, what took you so long, Sheila?" asked the man, staring at her while drinking champagne again.
She raised an eyebrow at it.
"Oh, don't be angry, my dear; I haven't seen or been with you in a long time." He said, placing a glass of champagne on the table.
"Are you done playing with your toys?" The man whispered to her as he approached Sheila.
"You know I won't stop until I get what I want, right?" She posed this question to the man in front of her.
A teasing smile appeared on the face of the person in front of her. "You're so scary, Sheila." He just said.
"Shut up, didn't you miss me, Justine?" Sheila posed a playful question to the man known as Justine.
Without caring, Justine kissed her; she didn't hesitate to kiss him back.
Justine Madrigal is his true boyfriend and not Martin Francisco; she gently pushed Justine onto the bed, and she will make a move.
"Oh, Sheila, you're really thirsty; haven't you had enough water yet?" The man looked at her teasingly.
"Damn, when it comes to sex, no one can surpass you, Justine." Sheila said she wants her body to be truly watered.
Her body arches at every touch of Justine on her body; her body remembers it.
Damn, I need it now. Sheila thought to herself.
Sheila has only one plan, which is to take all the wealth of the Francisco family for herself. If she succeeds, she will complicate Martin's life and abandon him.
A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt his rough hand gently caressing her sensitive area.
"You're really wet," Justine smirked at her.
"F—Fuck." She said softly and bit her lip when she felt his large manhood piercing into her abdomen. She looked at Justine; she moved her hand up and down, and the man in front of her moaned.
She kissed Justine torridly. Justine reciprocated her actions; she felt a strange sensation now and immediately entered, causing her to gasp.
"D—Damn, you're so big, Justine, so big." Her body instinctively moved to match the man's aggressive movements, resulting in their bodies colliding; this was the sensation she had been longing for but couldn't experience with Martin.
"F---, fuck, there, Justine." Sheila just whispered in the ear of her man tonight.
She hears her moans that she can't make with Martin; it's entirely different, and her body craves it.
She suddenly remembered the life she had when Angely Atienza was still alive; she saw her with different men in her room, doing things that shouldn't be done.
Her sister Angely resorted to desperate measures because of the hardships they faced when their parents left them alone, with no family. For that reason, they lived abundantly; she used her beauty and body to fill their stomachs.
Until she learned, her sister met a gallant man, and even though she had a family, her sister Angely took the man away. She also found out that the woman's future husband was extremely wealthy; her sister was greedy, and so was she, greedy for the worldly things that the world had given them.
It's difficult to lose your blood, sister, Angely. I find it amusing to steal a man from his family— damn. She thought to herself while she was in happiness now.
"I'm almost there." Justine whispered to her.
She was breathing heavily as she approached. Justine was still moving aggressively, so she clutched the bedsheets; her mind went blank, and all she could think about was her happiness.
Sheila felt a surge of heat within her.
It is hot. Sheila shifted uncomfortably due to the warmth she felt.
Justine simply lay down beside her, Sheila's whole body drenched in sweat. Justine stood up to get a glass of champagne.
They are naked now, and they don't care; she needs to regain her strength. She feels entirely different when Martin is the one she shares the bed with.
"Another round?" Justine asked her.
She looked at the man and just swallowed; she succumbed to the call of her flesh now.
Sheila thinks that if her older sister hadn't gotten into that accident, she would still be happily hanging out at the club.
Sheila turned when she caught the gaze of a woman watching them. The woman in the white dress stared at Sheila, turned her back on her, smiled meaningfully, and then suddenly disappeared from Sheila's sight.