Lies of the CEO’s Wife

OLIVIA

I was on the verge of dropping my jaw as I took in the breathtaking mansion in front of me. It was a massive, two-story mansion that exudes luxury. It was constructed with modern masonry in a rustic design, and almost all of the windows were made of expensive glass. From where I was standing, I could see the interior designs from the inside, which I thought were extremely expensive.

As I scanned the area, I noticed that the mansion stood in the middle of a vast field of bermuda grass, with a pine tree on its right side and a lake on its left side. The entire area was extremely calming and pleasant. The breeze was very soothing and invigorating. This location was, without a doubt, ideal for someone looking to unwind!

I felt warm arms embrace me from behind. Chase buried his face in my neck. I tilted my head and held his arms that were around my wrapped waist. I could not help but be amazed at the things this good-looking billionaire could do. I bet he could even get the stars from the night sky just to please his beloved Reese Jones! A woman who is extremely fortunate

“Do you like it?” he whispered to my ear. His cool mint breath sent shivers down my spine, yet it was very comforting.

“No, I love it!” I exclaimed. “Is this really ours?” I asked him and checked over my shoulder to meet his oceanic pair of eyes.

“We own it, baby,” he answered with a smile and kissed me on my cheek, which made me smile a bit. “This will be our new home, the same place where we will start making our own family. You and me, and our future children. I feel so excited just by thinking about it. This is the most satisfying phase of my life.”

A pang of anxiety slowly went through me. Chase seemed to be hoping for a lot of things to happen in the future. I was not even sure if I would be able to stay with him for that long. After all, this was just a pure act for the sake of me having a life I dreamed of and of course, a huge amount of money. I should not feel so guilty about this; however, hearing Chase’ hopes and dreams did make me feel so bad. I hoped Reese would not come back, yet . . . wherever she was hiding, I hoped she just stayed that way. I could pretend to be a great wife for Chase during the process. Reese did not need to go back just yet to ruin my plan.

“How about your family, Chase?” I asked worriedly and turned around so I could face him better.

He was still hugging me when he sighed. I saw a glimpse of dismay in his eyes, perhaps because of how his parents acted after our wedding. In fact, I would feel the same, if I did have real parents and would object to my marriage. I mean, why would parents ever hurt their children that way?

“They can no longer interfere with our relationship, Reese. Not even Chandria, I promise you that . . . You no longer have to worry about them. I will make sure they won’t be able to come near you.”

“But your relationship with them will be ruined, Chase.”

“They are the ones who ruined it first. This is my life and I decide who I want to share it with. It is not something they can interfere with. No matter what they do, I will still protect you and our relationship. Got that?” he said and caressed my cheek as he looked at me intently.

I could have sworn that I felt the sincerity and determination from Chase’s deep tone of voice. It spoke of promise that for a moment, I felt very secure, a woman who was truly loved by a man who would do everything and anything for her and by that, my heart could not stop from pounding aggressively.

Even though my mind was yelling at me, telling me to look away and get rid of this madness inside my chest, it seemed to me that my entire body had its life on its own. I could not even break our goddamn eye contact.

I nodded at him, lips curled for a smile as I looked at his bewitching eyes . . .

You better stop drooling over this guy, Olivia!

“I love you so much, my wife . . .” he said those words, which made my heart skip its beat.

He then leaned down on me and kissed me on the lips. My eyes instantly shut and kissed him back. We kissed for only a minute and then he hugged me right after. I was all too aware that he was becoming so emotional and yes, clingy, but despite that, I did not feel uncomfortable whenever he was around. I guess I was getting used to Chase’ presence.

We went inside the mansion and I was astounded as my eyes wandered at every corner of the place. It was really beautiful from the outside but was even more stunning from the inside. I could not believe I would get the chance to live in such a luxurious house. This was just a hopeless dream before!

I screamed when I felt my body float in the air. I just realized that Chase carried me all of a sudden, typically a married couple thing during the first night after the wedding!

“Chase!” I warned him as he was wearing a devilish grin.

“I bet it is time for our honeymoon . . . shall we, wife?” He tilted his head as he asked me that question.

I felt a familiar tension building up within my body, most especially at its most private part. My cheeks heated in shame upon the realization that I was also anticipating that part of this whole thing!

But I did not want to be such a hypocrite? Who was I to even refuse this hottie carrying me?

I raised my brow and smirked at him. “Are you looking forward to it?”

“Damn yes . . .” he said huskily.

He did not waste any time and walked me to the bedroom which was located on the second floor. My mouth was half opened when we entered the room. It was too cozy with its rustic design, and had a wide space. The master’s bedroom was placed on the center part, while across it were the couches . . . then there was a fireplace next to it, a chandelier in the ceiling, a large television and glass windows . . .Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“This is wonderful, Chase . . .” Those words were the only thing I could utter when he put me down. I walked around, truly amazed at how cool our bedroom was.

“Anything for my wonderful wife,” he replied as he walked towards me.

He pulled me close to him and without any second thoughts, he leaned down to claim my lips. We started with one passionate kiss, which gradually elevated to a rough kissing. Our bodies were pinned to each other, hands traveling around each other’s backs while devouring each other’s mouth as if we could not get enough of it.

I tiptoed and wrapped my other hand around his nape to deepen the kiss. I willingly opened my mouth when I felt his tongue trying to part my lips. The way his tongue tasted every corner of my mouth felt so hot that I could feel the tension rising all over my body.

I could really tell that my heart was thumping so loud inside my chest. It was as if my rib cage was about to get broken because of it. Whenever Chase’s warm palms touched my back, caressing my hips and my behind, it felt like an electrifying bolt was running through my veins and I could do nothing aside to surrender as my body wanted it so badly.

“Chase . . .” I called him softly in between our kisses.

He stopped kissing me for a moment, letting me catch my breath . . . our eyes were locked to each other, and his eyes were radiating a familiar desire, lust and affection, the same emotions I had seen back in the motel when I seduced him.

“You are so beautiful, Reese . . .” he whispered softly. “I am afraid I will never get enough of you tonight.”

“I am all yours now, Chase,” I said under my breath. “You can do anything to me. I will be submissive, if you like.”

“You better be, wife . . .” He smiled. “Now, put your hands up.”

I did what I was told. I felt a ticklish feeling down there when he held the hem of the fitted white dress I was wearing. He pulled it upwards to undress me and I was left with my underwear. I swallowed hard when his hand caressed my left breast, without even breaking our eye contact. He then squeezed it tightly that made me let out a soft moan.

“Damn it,” he uttered a curse and then pulled me closer to him.

I felt his hard shaft poking my belly. Heat started to engulf my entire body, my mind was haywired with sultry thoughts and all I wanted was to be bedded by him.

“Make love to me, Chase . . . I want you, now . . .” I said, and could not even recognize my own voice.

“You do not need to ask, wife. I will make love to you until I am sated,” he responded and claimed my lips once again.

All I could feel was my body burning with desire. I pinned my body to him and let out moans when he started sucking my lower lip. I arched my back, shut my eyes and surrendered to the intense sensation.

We walked to the bed and the next thing I knew was he was already on top of me, pounding on me like a rabid animal mating to his prey. I lost count on how many times my eyes rolled back because of the mixed plain and pleasure while welcoming each thrust he made in my inside. I just found myself wanting more of him and screaming his name for the countless climaxes I had . . .

Chase Maxwell was indeed great at everything . . . even in bed, there was no way I would deny that. He was a freaking sex master that made me reach pleasures in all level.