Chapter 4: Forever a yboy
Leena’s POV
This was the only option I had left.
I exhaled heavily before pushing the door open with my hand on the doorknob.
As the gentleman saw him, he sighed and concentrated on what he was doing with hisptop.
“Sir….” I lowered my face.
“You are here again, how can I help you this time?” He snorted, looking displeased.
“I thought you saw my messagest night.” I began but he didn’t respond to me. “Well, I’m here to
ask for a loan. I promise to pay back before the deadline.” I said impatiently and he smirked in
mockery before standing from his seat.
“Leena, I know how I forced youst time before I could get my money back. Thepany almost
fired me.” He grumbled, approaching me. I stepped backward.
“Something came upst night which I exined to you,” I mumbled with a shaking voice.
“And you are saying that thing won’te up again?” He raised a scornful brow and I swallowed
hard.
“Mr. Mike, it’s just $500,000.” I spilled bluntly as his action was beginning to get me annoyed.
“Just $500,000?” Heughed, turning his back on me. “Then go get it somewhere else.” He sighed
and I quickly walked over to him.
My hands were holding his legs as I knelt, staring at him with my weak sad eyes.
“Please, I really need your help. This time, a life and someone’s future depends on him.” I begged
desperately and he gave me a long look without saying a word.
Inwardly, I prayed fervently that he would grant me a second chance or help me. I was a broken
ve in distress.
“I…” His eyes became cold and anxious as he looked through the transparent part of his door. I
followed his eyes but ended up seeing a silhouette that walked away.
I returned my gaze. “Mr. Mike.” I shook his legs. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.
“Just thisst time, I will help you.” He said after a deep sigh and I exhaled in relief.
“Thank you very very much, sir.” My voice pervaded excitement and happiness.
“But…” He began but fell silent.
“But, what?” I raised an anxious brow.
“If you don’t pay before this month ends, you must sleep with me.” He spilled bluntly, staring into my
restless eyes.
“What?” I gasped. “I can ept to pay 25% in return and not to pay with my body!” I refused
strongly.
“Does this mean you don’t want the money?” He raised a scornful brow, looking quite intimidating.
He knew he had gotten me trapped.
No matter how I tried to clean my eyes, they were still red and swollen. I cried my heart out because
he was my only hope.
“Do you have to go around downgrading my reputation?” I held the handrail, attempting to go
upstairs when his statement stopped me.
“What?” I faced him, giving him a disgusted look.
“You heard me vividly. Why did you visit the loan sharks?” He smirked. “I even heard you were on
the ground, wailing like a rejected prostitute.” He yapped before I could say a word.
“I won’t let you taint my reputation or insult me in my face!” I warned him.
“Do you have any dignity left?” He rolled his eyes. “I’m your husband, Leena. You should ask me for
help rather than begging strangers!” He sounded annoyed and angry.
I smirked, darting a cold look at him. “Point of correction, you are my ‘contracted’ ‘fake’ husband
and you have no right to trample on my private life,” I warned him seriously.
“But I want to help you, can’t you trust me and rely on me? That’s the reason you married me,
wasn’t it?” He raised a brow.
“I married you for my family and never for my sake. Besides, I can never rely on a man who still toys
around women. I don’t even know when you might dump me.” Ished at his face and he fell silent.
There was a brief pause.
“So, do not ask for my needs or help me because I don’t need it. As I have said earlier, let’s mind
each other’s business.” I said curtly.
“Really?” I didn’t wait to answer his question as I stormed back to my room.
Before going to bed, I took out my phone and sent him a message.
“[I’m up for it. Send me the money.]”
It didn’t take up to three minutes since I sent the message and my ount was credited with
$500,000. I had a mix of bitter-sweet feelings as I fell on the bed, closing my eyes.
The following evening, I woke up to the noiseing from downstairs. I had been so stressed that I
hadn''t been able to have a good sleep and just when I wanted my peace, something was cooking
downstairs.
I walked downstairs in annoyance.
“Can you turn down the ….?” I stopped talking, stunned at a spot when I saw James, my so-called
fake husband f*cking a stranger on our armchair and the other was suckling his nipple.
“What is going on here?” I yelled in anger and disgust, and he didn’t stop. He used his hands to
im the stranger’s ass. I looked at him in ultimate disbelief.
“James? What is this?” I questioned him again.
“Jamie, is she another whore?” Theyughed and she faced me. “C’mon,e and join the party.
He has new styles.” She gushed.
I shook my head continually. Was this the man my dear sister was madly in love with and wanted
me to divorce?
This was enough reason to divorce him as he was doing it in my face, without RESPECT!
“James! I hate you!” I squealed in anger, for the fact that he screwed the woman hard and ignored
me.
“Wanna join?” That was the next annoying statement that escaped from his mouth and I was taken
aback.
“What?” I curled my lips, my eyes already turning red.
“I know this is all a contract but can you have respect for me?” I made aeback, “Why do you
have to bringdies to the house and have sex in my presence? Am I that of a fool to you?” I yelled
at his face and he pulled his cock from her.
I exhaled, feeling relieved that he had understood me but it was the opposite. The otherdy quickly
took his cock into her mouth and suckle it while moaning. He grunted, closing his eyes briefly.
“This is insane! You are worse than a man, James!” I hissed.
“Mind your business, don’t interrupt me.” He furrowed a brow, staring at me.
“What? Is that all you have to say to me?”