Rejected Wife Of The President

Desiring Her

Chapter 5

But come to think of it, I think he is right. It’s time to stop running from my family, it’s time to let them know that they cannot ruin my happiness forever. I’m not going to keep fooling around forever, I need to reclaim my love and start a family with her.

I’ve been thinking about it since the day I took her innocence. I may have been drunk that night, but I knew exactly how it happened and I loved every moment of it. She left before I could wake up, but I knew she had to go before my stupid brother found her. She just proved to me that she has been waiting for me all these years. She may be married to him, but her heart is still with me. She gave me her virginity as a proof of her undying love for me. It’s now left for me to play my part and save her from that he’ll of a marriage.

Valerie would learn her lessons, she would never try to trap a man's love or buy a man's heart. The contract we signed stated that I’d have to pay back every dime I took from my father and hers with a hundred percent interest. But that’s okay, I’ve made so much money in business over the years, so paying back her father’s money will not be a problem for me.

The only problem I may have is my brother, Basil. He is such a proud and arrogant man, he is such a mean bastard. He would never let me steal his wife right under his nose. He had played a dirty game when he stole her from me, he used his right and position as the legitimate child and heir to our father's empire to steal Sarah from me. He always wants to spire me and rub it in my face that he is the legitimate child.

I wonder if he is impotent or something. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean to sound offensive. But, come on, how can a man live with a girl as beautiful and sexy as Sarah and yet refuses to touch her? For f***s sake they have been married for years, and it’s expected that she would be ravished by her husband because she is so beautiful. Besides, he practically stole her from me, which means that he really wanted her for himself. Yet, he never touched her, not even once.

Since that night, we’ve kept in touch, and I’ve always tried to find out about her relationship with my brother. But each time I bring it up, she tries to evade my questions, or she gets emotional and I have to end the call so I don’t end up upsetting her. I don’t know why she acts so strangely, but one thing is certain. She is not happy with my brother because she is in love with me. I know she wants me so bad, and I’m going to get her out of there pretty soon.

I need to get this done before I develop a cold feet. I think staying married to Val is beginning to affect my thoughts and reasoning. I’m beginning to get attracted to her, and that is so f*****g annoying. I’m not supposed to like anything about that tricky wench. I’m supposed to hate her for the rest of my life, and that was the plan. It was actually going according to plan, until one faithful day.

Actually, I think I started getting soft the day before. I’d brought home one of my whores, and I took her right into our bedroom, the same bedroom that Valerie and I are supposed to share as husband and wife. I’d never let her in here, not even to clean it up for me. But I bring my whores in here all the f*****g time. And that day, I was screwing this w***e I’d brought home when I noticed the hinges on my bedroom door, creaking softly.

At first, I’d thought it was one of these maids that drooled over me all the kicking time. But then I turned my w***e to an angel that would give me a good view of the door without spooking the intruder, and I saw Valerie, peeking through the little opening on the door, caressing her body to pleasure herself. I ignored her, hoping she would leave eventually. But she didn’t. She stood right there for a good few minutes, distracting me with her muffled moans of pleasure.

After a while, she ran towards her room in a hurry, and I got curious about what she was doing, so I followed her, abandoning my girl on the bed. She’d made me lose interest in my w***e, and now I’m curious to see what she is doing right now. Although, in my heart, I think I already guessed what she was doing, I just needed confirmation. Or maybe I just wanted to see what it felt like to watch her pleasure herself.

I’d watched her for a good few minutes, just like she’d watched me. And I must admit, I felt pleasured by just watching her caress and finger her sexy p***y. I got hard by watching her, and just like her, I ran back to my room to f**k my w***e and get my release again. It felt good to watch her, but then I found myself desiring her sexy body, and that got me scared. I can’t be desiring her, I can’t let myself fall for her!

The mere thought of it was killing me, I just couldn’t believe that I was attracted to her, it seemed quite impossible. In fact, I stayed home the next day because I was not feeling too good. And that’s when it got way worse than could ever imagine. She had found out I was home sick, and she’d come over with warm chicken soup to take care of me. She was still dressed in her flimsy, sexy nightie, as she hovered around me to check my temperature, I saw her cleavage, and I pictured her naked, with her p***y right in front of me, just like last night.

It had taken everything in me to hold back from grabbing her and f*****g her all morning. I furiously snapped at her for being here, and I asked her to leave before she made me lose control. And after she left, I ran straight into the bathroom for a cold bath. After marrying her, I tried so hard to stay away from her so I don’t develop any attraction or desire for her. That is exactly what is happening right now.

Unbelievable!

To think that I am so close to asking for a divorce, and here I am, drooling over a girl that would soon be my ex-wife. I stayed in the bathtub, soaking in a cold bath as flashes of her cleavage kept appearing in my head. I’d wanted to get dressed and leave the house, but while I got dressed I spotted her from my window as she took a dip in the outdoor pool downstairs. She is dressed in a thin blue bikini that left nothing to the imagination.

Holy f**k!

I breathed out in desire as I watched her from my window, taking in her beauty. I never thought about her this way before, I’d never even looked at her this way. It’s like for the first time since I married her, I’m just beginning to notice her beauty, and it's f*****g killing me. Her chestnut hair is left flowing in the pool as she took a dip. She had this fire within her that was making me lust after her body. Her curvy body looked even more beautiful in her bikini, she had the kind of curves that made every head in the room turn in her direction no matter where she came in.

I gazed lustfully at her until my eyes bore a hole in her body, and she turned in my direction, looking up from the pool. I felt ashamed to be caught this way, and I quickly withdrew from that position and ran back into the room, trying to get rid of the bulge between my legs, using soap and cold water like a f*****g high school kid m**********g in the bathroom.

I got out of the house as soon as I could, and I called Sarah immediately to try and get her sexy sister off my mind. Luckily, she was alone when I called, and we decided to chat in a private room, sexting each other on the phone until pictures of her filled my head. I thought that would help, but it didn’t. I still couldn’t get Valerie out of my head, even when I called in a few girls to my private suite and screwed them all day. It seems the more I try to forget about her, the more I find myself thinking about her.

I am beginning to fall in love with her, or maybe it’s just her body I desire. I really don’t know what is wrong with me, but one thing is certain. I’m beginning to fall for this girl, and that is going to ruin all my plans. So I called my lawyer and I began making plans for a divorce. It’s time for her to leave my life before I lose it completely.