Dumping my cheating ex at Christmas

Betrayal

Chapter 1

Valentina’s pov

I was never what you would call popular growing up. I was the nerdy, frumpy, fat kid. It took me a while to tell between who was true and who was using me. Girls wanted to be my friend because of my older brother and because my parents were loaded.

Boys would pretend to like me and that they wanted to date so they could get a job with my family once they finished school. Having a summer internship with the Steel family company looked great on college applications.

I never agreed to anything straight away, as each of them would show their true colours eventually, and I would overhear a conversation or witness them making out with someone else. It hurt every time because I still had hope one of them truly liked me.

In university, I pretty much stayed to myself, I had a couple of decent friends and found I had a passion for working out. The extra pounds were finally shed, and I was left with a curvy but slim body, much like my mamas.

Most of the time, I knew I looked good when I saw myself in the mirror, but every now and again, my past insecurities would creep up on me. It was in my last month’s of University that I met Derek, and he sweeped me off of my feet.

I didn’t give in at first, as I had a lot of trust issues, but eventually, he wore me down, and I accepted a date from him. We were full steam ahead after that as he wined and dined me, constantly complimenting me on how beautiful I was.

My small friend group was not as enthralled by him, but they was happy that he made me happy. He got a job at a good company straight out of Uni, while I worked at the company my parents helped me start up, determind to start at the bottom and learn it inside out.

They had started this company for me because I majored in business and minored in fashion. I had always wanted to work in the fashion industry. Currently, I am working in the design department, which I love as I love making pretty things, we do clothes, bags, and jewellery.

I didn’t want to be put in the top seat just because of my connection to them. Besides, I would be able to run it better if I knew the place from the bottom up and how each department ran. I didn’t mind it, and it’s not like I needed the money so I could afford to do it that way. After I have finished working in this department, I will be ready to take over.

My brother didn’t understand my reasoning, as he walked into a management position as soon as he had his business degree. My dad was proud of me, though. He worked his tiny little company into a billion dollar enterprise, so he supported my work ethic.

Just two months ago, out of nowhere, my boyfriend of almost 2 years proposed to me and asked me to live with him. It was sudden as he showed no signs of moving the relationship forward so soon. Dad wasn’t happy as he hadn’t met him, but he didn’t want to upset me, so he gave his blessing.

They were supposed to be meeting him this Christmas, but Derek had the chance to get promoted to manage his little section in the company and had to work hard to impress the boss. He just wouldn’t have enough time to travel, enjoy the holidays, and get back for work.

So I agreed that this year we could have a quiet day with just the two of us. I had time to take off work, so I took an early Christmas break to get one or two last-minute gifts. It was the 24th of December, so today and tomorrow would be my last chance.

Derek had to work today and even on Christmas Eve, so I was surprised when I went home to find the door unlocked. Trying to keep the noise down, I gently closed the door and slipped off my shoes as I made my way inside.

I felt heartbroken as I heard my fiancee talking to another woman and grunting and moaning. This was my worst nightmare, but I forced myself to go closer so that I could hear what they were saying.

“Why did you have to get engaged to her? I thought it was me you loved, it have been waiting a year now for you to leave her, have you fallen in love with her” I hear a woman whine, I know that voice it is Candice a woman who works with him.

“Don’t be silly, I was away to leave her when I saw who her brother was. He is Georgio Steel, just think how good a job I can get because of her if we marry. You will be the only one I love, Candice, and with her money, just think how much I can spoil you” he says so gently as he continues for fu.ck her.

“Fine, but do you have to keep sleeping with the fat bi.tch” she complains.

“I hardly do just every now and again to keep her happy, and being fat does give her a nice a.ss” he jokes.

“Ew gross, I will throw up if I think about you being with that disgusting body” she says, laughing as he joins in.

Well, as if it couldn’t hurt any more than it already did, I had to hear that. I am just glad that I still have my own place he can burn the sh.it I have here for all I care. Removing the hurt from my face, I swing open the door so it bangs into the wall. They both clamour to cover themselves up as the most cliché thing on the planet comes out of his mouth.

“Baby it is not what you think” he says, standing up with a pillow held over his junk.

“Really, so you haven’t been fu.cking Candice for the last year, and you aren’t trying to use me for my family connections? What else is there to think or know?” I say, holding my hand up to let him know not to come near me.

“I think she has it pretty spot on boo” Candice says, smirking.

“Shut up Candice you are not helping” he says angrily to her.

“No point in lying she heard everything, well except” she says as he fixes a glare on her, but it doesn’t stop her. “He is sterile. He was lying about wanting kids with you he hates them, so he lied as he knew how important they are to you” she said triumphantly.

“What the f**k? Why would you tell her that” he says, shocked.

“Well I will get my fat a.ss out of here, which by the way he couldn’t get enough of as we slept together several times a day, so I am not the only one who has been lied to. I am so glad we used condoms every time Derek, enjoy your life with the walking VD clinic, just burn my things ” I said and turned around and walked right out to the sounds of him shouting my name.

He had managed to get on sweats by the time I started the car and was at the door, I didn’t even bother to look at him as I tossed the engagement ring out of the window and drove off and he looked for it in the snow.

I stopped at a shop to grab some clothes and presents and then went straight to the airport and booked a flight. I was lucky they had a seat left in first class, or I don’t know how I would have gotten to my family. As soon as I landed, I hired a car and drove to the resort.

It was getting late and I didn’t really have the energy to talk about what happened yesterday so I dropped my stuff at the room threw on a dress and went to the quiet bar, that I know my family never go to. I just wanted a few drinks and to forget everything.

At the bar was a handsome man. If I wasn’t so hurt and worrying about how I looked, I may have sat with him, but my confidence had taken a knock. So instead, I sat at the other end of the bar and drank away my sorrows.

After an hour, he approached with a drink for me, and as they say, misery loves company, so I accepted it. After another hour of drinking together, he had me laughing so hard my stomach hurt, and we ended up stumbling into my room.

He practically growled when I tried to cover myself up ashamed of how I looked. Then he went on to kiss, lick, and touch every inch of me while going on about how beautiful and sexy I was.

I had never been into foreplay that much, but this man had skills that Derek obviously did not and had me screaming at his talented mouth and hands. When he shoved his massive co.ck into me, it was game over. He was so big I almost felt like a virgin all over again.

He relentlessly fu.cked me for hours in several different positions until we finally both collapsed on the bed together, exhausted, and fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, he was gone, but that was one hell of a Christmas present.

I didn’t know his name, and I didn’t care much. After just breaking off my engagement, the last thing I wanted was a new man. It would just be a nice memory in a sea of the unpleasant ones this Christmas. I got up, showered, and headed out, ready to surprise my family.