Chapter 64 Timely Intervention
Angela felt the man's lips on hers, and she cried, feeling very weak to fight him. Despite how horny she felt being drugged, she knew this man was not her husband, and hence she didn't want him touching her. She weakly pushed against the man's chest, but he was like a rock which would not move.
At another location, Eva's home, Eva was pacing up and down her living room, occasionally checking her phone. A smile crept up her face when her phone buzzed with a message notification. She quickly checked, and her smile widened. It was pictures of Angela alighting from a car and entering a man's apartment. There were multiple pictures of her changing into a seductive dress, and after headed into the main apartment. There were pictures of her sitting in the living room having a drink with the man. Later, the man carried her upstairs.
"This is just perfect. Angela the slut," Eva said and smiled. "Now I just need to wait for the video of Angela in bed with another man, and I will send everything to Susan. My work here is done. Finally, Susan would help me get Bernard," she added, smiling.
Back at the man's apartment, the man continues to explore Angela, capturing everything on his camera, which appears to be hidden.
"Get your filthy hands off her," came a deep male voice.
Next, Angela felt the man being lifted off her. Her blurry vision captured a figure beating up the man who tried to sleep with her. Later, she felt a strong arm carry her from the bed. The familiar scent of the man registered in her mind.
"Bryce," Angela whispered his name.
Bryce only responded with hmm and headed for the door with Angela in his arms. He left two of his guards behind to take care of the man. He exited the bedroom and was soon descending the staircase into the living room. Angela would not remain still in his arms. She kept tugging at his shirt weakly and nibbling on his neck. Bryce groaned as he was getting aroused by what Angela was doing.
"Help me," Angela begged weakly, slipping her hand under Bryce's shirt through the opened buttons and continued harassing Bryce.
Bryce walked out the front door. The security man was still lying on the ground outside, face down, tied up with a rope. The waiting guard opened the back seat door of Bryce's car for Bryce and Angela. Bryce got inside and tried to keep Angela still by holding her tightly in his arms.
"Let's go," Bryce instructed, and the car moved, leaving the other car for the guards inside.
A couple of minutes' drive and Bryce was back in his apartment. He carried Angela upstairs. He took her into the bathroom and entered the shower with her. He put her down, and she clung to him like a leech. Still with their clothes on, Bryce turned on the shower, and the cold water poured down on both of them, startling Angela.
"Sorry," Bryce apologises for startling her.
"Help me," Angela begged, with her eyes closed and her hands all over Bryce, pulling at his wet clothes.
Angela brushed her lips against Bryce's and captured his lips in a kiss. Bryce couldn't resist her anymore. He kissed her back and began stripping her of her seductive clothes. He took off his clothes, and there, under the cold shower inside the bathroom, he kissed her passionately, lifting her off the bathroom floor. Knowing she was weak, he moved her out of the shower and brought her to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed and continued from there. He was lost in passion with her.
Back at the man's place, the guards beat him up and left him lying on the floor of his bedroom, wearing only his shorts, with a fractured nose, a bleeding mouth and red patches all over his body resulting from punches that landed on his body.
"Bunch of idiots," the man said and stood up from the floor.
He grabbed his phone from where he kept it and edited the video, removing the part where Bryce and his men had entered his bedroom. He drafted and sent a message to Eva.
The video is ready, and the pictures are ready, and I will only give them to you if you come over to my apartment right now. I have something I need you to take care of.
He sent the message to Eva and quickly received a reply from Eva. He opened it and frowned after reading.
I already have the pictures, and that is enough. You can keep the video. I am not coming anywhere.
He drafted another message and sent it to Eva.
You do forget who I am. I will give you two options to choose from. Either you come to my apartment right now, or I create a mess for you by putting the truth out there. I will make sure you go to jail for that.
He sent the message to Eva and waited for her reply.
Fine. I am coming.
He read and smiled. He went out of the bedroom and cleaned himself up. He went outside and found his security man tied up. He untied him.
"How did he get inside?" he questioned.
"Boss, I don't know. They didn't use the gate. They just appeared inside the compound from nowhere," the security man replied.
"Search the whole compound and find out how they got into my compound without using the gate, and where are all the guards?" he questioned.
"Sir, passed out," the security man replied.
"All twelve?" the man questioned with eyes widened.
"Yes, sir," the security man replied.
"Find out what they used on them and how they got into my compound. Check all the surveillance," he instructed.
"Yes, sir," the security man said and left to carry out his boss's command.
A couple of minutes went by, and Eva arrived at the man's apartment. She was covered from her head to her toes in a long coat which had a hoodie. She entered the living room and found the man waiting for her.
"Great, you came. Now let's go settle the debt, and you can have the video I made for you," the man said, and Eva just stared at him with a straight face.
They went up to the bedroom, and Eva removed her long coat with the hoodie and just lifted her skirt, exposing her cute behind to the man's view.
"I thought we would start with some kind of romance first, but I like this one too," the man said with a smirk.
"Pervert!" Eva whispered on her lips.
"What did you say?" the man asked as he dropped his robe to the floor and was just standing behind Eva, wearing just his small pants.
"I said perfect," Eva said over her shoulder and returned her gaze to the bed with both of her hands on the bed and her body bent over.
She grunted when she felt the man impale her with his big stuff. He began to pound her, holding her by the waist. He started slowly at first and increased his pace. He slapped her behind a couple of times behind her while pounding her, and Eva was surprised that a moan escaped her mouth. She was disgusted by the man, but she was enjoying him pounding her like that. Eva closed her eyes and threw her head back, enjoying the moment. This went on for a while, and she felt the man hold her tight. She knew he was done with her.
"Now that was good sex," the man said, putting his stuff, which had gone soft, back into his pants.
Eva pulled her skirt down to cover her back.
"My video?" Eva demanded.
"Not so fast, lady," the man said, tying the rope around his robe. "I need a kiss too," he requested with a wink.
"In your dreams," Eva said.
"Okay, you can go without the video then," the man said and turned to walk away.
"Fine," Eva said, and the man stopped in his tracks with a sinister smile plastered on his face.
He turned around, and Eva walked up to him. She pecked him on the cheek.
"I said a kiss," the man said and kissed Eva on the lips.
Eva stood still and allowed the man to explore her mouth to his content while squeezing her chest like it was some kind of cushion.
"Here is your video," the man said and handed Eva a pen drive after the kiss and the squeezing of Angela's chest.
"Thank you," Eva said sarcastically and exited the man's bedroom feeling disgusted and angry.
She was angry because she enjoyed it. Eva returned to her apartment and, after watching the video and being satisfied with it, sent the video together with the pictures to Susan.
Susan was in her apartment at 8 p.m. when she saw a notification of an email from Eva on her phone. She opened it and smiled.
"Dear Bryce, let's see what your father will say when he finds out that you have a gold digger and a slut for a secretary who is trying to seduce you and take away everything he has given to you," Susan said, flipping through the pictures after watching the video.
Back at Bryce's apartment, Angela was asleep, wrapped in his arms. He liked her, and when he found out that she was not a drug addict but it was a frame-up, just like all the other incidents, he gained his trust again. What he couldn't tell was whether he just enjoyed sleeping with her or if he loved her. On the other hand, he was happy he got to the man's apartment on time; if not, the man would have slept with Angela.
The thought made him frown. He was glad for his timely intervention. He kissed Angela's forehead, and she snuggled into his arms.