Contract To My Happiness

Chapter 5

Sebastián’s POV

The rest of the afternoon was spent reviewing documents and thinking about the new nanny.

I know she's already at the house because Nelson told me, but I have no idea if the brat has seen her or not. I understand that she has some class or workshop today until later, which is good. It will give Isabella some time to adapt and get to know what will be her home, hopefully for a long time.

"Sir Sebastián, Miss Isabella is already on the property. María is in charge of showing her everything and explaining her duties from now on," my driver informed me when he answered his call.

"Perfect. The brat hasn't arrived yet?" I know people are annoyed by how I refer to the girl, but as you know, I have no feelings for her.

"No, sir. Miss Bianca hasn't arrived yet. She'll be here around 8 o'clock in the evening," he informed me.

"Good. I hope this woman can handle that girl. I can't afford to lose her so soon," I said, more to myself than to him.

"Let's hope so, sir. I have a good feeling about young Isabella," I heard him say and see that I'm not the only one who feels the same, at least that's something positive.

"Let me know if there's any news. Tomorrow, I'll talk to Miss Davis to finalize the terms of her contract. Please inform her that she should wait for me in my office at 7 o'clock."

I get up very early to avoid running into anyone first thing in the morning.

"I will do as you instruct, sir." I didn't expect anything else from him and end the call.

I don't want to have to look for another nanny in two weeks. I hope this young girl can endure enough, and if it's necessary to double her salary for her to stay, I will do it.

I can't deny that everything about her caught my attention. There's something about her that made me choose her, although it's not like I had many options.

In the caregiving field, word got out about the little monster, and no one wants to work for me. Even the calls and emails don't get a response. So, when my assistant offered to post the advertisement and see what came out of it, I didn't hesitate. I had nothing to lose. On the contrary, I gained a new nanny.

Remembering her face, I can guess that she's young, at least 10 years younger than me. I'm curious as to why she accepted this job. Shouldn't she be in college? Party or have a boyfriend?

But who am I to interfere in her decisions or what she does in her life?

I leaned back in my chair, looking at the ceiling, thinking about how miserable my life became when I lost her.

She should be by my side, enjoying with me, being happy. But no, she's dead, and I'm dead inside.

What I have is not life; I have become a damn emotionless robot.

I don't want to feel again, not anymore. I did it before, and look how it ended – hating a girl. Even though I know it's not her fault, I can't help but see her and feel like because of her, I lost my own life. Yes, my wife was my everything, she was my damn world.

We had a life together, getting to know each other, loving each other. I expected to grow old with her, have many children, have a thousand adventures, and grow our business. But no, life had to take her away from me to understand that nothing is as we want or expect, that at the least expected moment, you can fall into the abyss of sadness and loneliness.

Over these years, I have tried to move forward, leave the pain behind, but I can't. Doing so would mean forgetting her, and I can't do that. She is the woman of my life, my eternal love.

If I left my past behind, it would mean forgetting what we lived, our time together, and the deep love we had for each other.

I loved her, I love her, and I will always love her.

Her final words repeat daily in my mind, but how can I do what she asked if I don't have her? I can't be happy without her by my side. For me, it's an impossible promise to fulfill.

‘I'm sorry, my love, but I can never grant you that promise.’

The hours passed much faster than I expected, it was already past 11 o'clock at night, and I was still working in the office.

I know I have to go. I need to rest even if it's just for a few hours. My body demands it.

So, without any hesitation, I gathered my things and went home, where we were supposed to be happy.

We were, for a short time, but we were. Coming here every day brings back the memories we lived within these walls.

These walls witnessed our love, our passionate encounters, and our eternal promises of love.

Her memory is still present in every corner of this property, which is why I try not to come here, avoiding that moment. But this is my home, and I know that I should be here.

There are nights when I sleep in the office, where I had a small bedroom prepared for me, and other nights I stay in hotels after enjoying my lovers.

I never sleep with them. I just get what I want and that's it. I dismiss them without any consideration. There are several women I repeat if they perform well, but currently, there is one in particular who always catches my attention. It doesn't mean I feel anything for her, not at all. It's just that the damn woman knows very well how to satisfy me. She doesn't reproach or demand anything. She knows her place and accepts it. That's why I call her almost every week. I think I'll have to quote her for tomorrow. I need to satisfy these desires I have. I need to relieve the stress I have and what better way than with a wild s*x session.

Yes, that's what I need.

I finally left the office and arrived at the mansion close to midnight. Everyone is already asleep in the mansion.

I went to my office and left my things, took off my jacket, tie, and shirt to feel more comfortable.

I went to the minibar I have here and poured myself a glass of whiskey, which I gulped down feeling a warmth go down my throat.

I decided to review some last documents before going to bed.

When I looked at the time on the wall clock, I realized it's 3 a.m., so I finally decided to finish up.

I left the office with my shirt off and barefoot, made a stop and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. I don't want to wake up with a hangover from the drinks I consumed a few minutes ago.

I walked towards my destination thinking that there's no one around, but what a surprise when I saw this naked woman in front of me on the island with her legs wide open, clearly waiting for my presence.

“Rebecca, what are you doing here and in that condition?” I don't mind that she's like this. I've slept with her a couple of times, but I'm bothered by her audacity. Things happen when I want them to, not when she decides.

It's not the first time she does this. Lately, she's been doing it a lot and it's something that is really pissing me off.

“Mr. Sebastian, I thought you would like to relieve some stress,” the shameless woman said, looking at me with lust-filled eyes while touching her breasts and heating me up.

I won't deny that she's attractive. She has a great body and she's quite decent in bed, that's why I've been with her several times.

“Ah, really? Then what do you think you should do to relieve my stress?”

I won't waste this opportunity.

“Something you'll like... a lot,” she said, effortlessly getting off the island, walking completely naked and ending up only inches away from my body.

She knelt in front of me, quickly opened my zipper, and pulled out my hard c**k that has been aroused by the teasing from this girl.

“Open your mouth,” I ordered her, and she did.

“Like this, sir?” She's such a slut.

“Stick out your tongue and put your hands behind your back... Don't touch me unless I tell you to.”

She nodded and did what I asked.

I thrust my c**k down her throat, grasping her head in my hands, entangling her hair with my fingers, penetrating her forcefully without caring if she's enjoying it or not. She wanted this and she's going to have it, but under my terms.

I thrust into her mercilessly, I see tears falling from her eyes and how she gags every time I go deep inside her. I let myself be carried away by the sensations, but I stopped abruptly to grab her arms, lift her up, and placed her buttocks on the island.

I always carry laces with me and I'm grateful that this wasn't the exception. I searched in the pockets of my pants until I find one, opened the package, and quickly put on the condom with skill.

Once I am ready, I sink into her, gripping her body from behind and leaving my fingers marked on her skin due to the force I am exerting.

This will be fast and without any romance, just s*x.

I brought my mouth to her fake breasts. I licked them for a few seconds and then bit her n*****s, hearing a muffled scream from her.

She knew she can't make any noise. I don't care if anyone knows what we're doing, even if everyone already knows that I f**k her from time to time.

I'm really enjoying her body when suddenly the lights turned on, leaving me blinded for a few seconds. I wanted to strangle someone for this interruption until I lifted my gaze and saw who it was.

I'm shocked and don't know what to do.

It's the new nanny, and damn it, she's seeing what's happening. But damn, I'm even more unlucky when I saw what she's wearing.

She's disheveled and barefoot. She's wearing tiny shorts that show off her perfect legs and that well-shaped ass she has. A top that leaves nothing to the imagination. It's transparent or almost transparent, because from where I am, I can see her perfect breasts with her hardened n*****s pointing towards me, and my crotch jumped wanting to bury itself in her.

‘What the f**k? No, I can't think about that, and if I think about it, it's because she interrupted the f**k session I was having.’

Her face was pale and surprised, her eyes can't take it anymore, they're wide open just like her mouth, her chest rises and falls due to her heavy breathing.

She stayed for a few seconds looking at us, or rather, looking at me when she reacted.

“I... I'm sorry... sir... umm... I didn't see anything,” she stuttered, very nervous, covered her face with both hands, and tried to turn around to leave. But not being able to see, she bumped into the wall and emitted a slight moan that my crotch felt. While she reacted and spoke, I left Rebecca's body and adjusted myself and my clothes.

“Leave,” I said coldly to Rebecca, who looked at me with a pathetic pout.

“But… but...”

I don't like to repeat myself, and the face I made must let her know that I don't want to keep listening to or seeing her.

“Goodnight, Sir,” she said with her head down, but when she passed by Isabella, she gave her a deadly look.

Isabella doesn't even realize what happened, because her eyes were still covered.

“Miss Davis…” I spoke to her with a harsh voice to get her to come closer to me. She trembled upon hearing my voice.

‘Don't be an animal. Remember that we can't scare her.’

I did not expect that on her first day, the new nanny would find me in this condition, let alone see me f*****g her coworker, so I have to fix this uncomfortable situation.

“Miss Davis...” I repeat, and she seems to react because she slowly approached me, not looking at me. She was looking at her fingers.

“Yes... yes, sir, t-tell me…” she said nervously, looking in any direction but mine.

Her attitude amuses me a bit. Generally, women throw themselves at me. They don't avoid me like she does.

“About what you just saw, I...”

She didn’t let me finish as she started frantically shaking her hands and head.

I simply stood there with my hands in my pockets, observing her. She's quite beautiful and has a stunning body now that I examine her.

“No! I-it's not necessary for you to explain anything, sir,” she said raising her voice and then ending up whispering.

“It may be, but I need to apologize to you for what you just saw. It wasn't right,” I said sincerely, I don't care if they see me doing what I was doing, but with this woman, it's different, I need her to keep working for me and be as comfortable as possible in this house.

“As I said, sir, it's not necessary for you to tell me anything. It's your house, your body, your life, and your decisions. You don't have to apologize to me or anything like that... I'm the one who should apologize to you for the interruption,” she commented more calmly but still without looking at me.

“Miss Davis, look at me.”

She shook her head. I don't know why I feel the need for her to see me.

“Sir, I...” She tried to give me some justification, but I didn't let her and take two steps closer to her.

“Isabella, it was an order.” I have no choice but to be like this with her, so she obeys me.

I saw her tremble slightly, and after several heavy breaths, she lifted her head and looked directly into my eyes, but she couldn't help her eyes wandering to other parts of my body, which made her blush.

It's clear that she's completely embarrassed, which made me want to laugh, but I didn't.

She has beautiful and delicate features, striking, round, and very expressive eyes, and full and very tempting lips.

‘What are you thinking, Sebastian? Get involved with anyone, just not her.’

I listened to my conscience and took two steps back, returning to my cold and impassive demeanor.

“Please forget what happened here. It won't happen again. Rest.” I quickly walked away from her, where her striking body and intoxicating scent made me lose my mind.

I don't know what happened to me, but I couldn't stop looking at her. I think the urge to f**k has me thinking stupid things, and not being able to finish a few minutes ago, the interruption took away all my excitement.

Tomorrow I'll have to go to Ximena. I can't see every woman, especially those who work for me, as a piece of meat.