🦋SLEEP WITH MY HUSBAND🦋
By Rejoice J.
Chapter Three
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Luckily for me, it was just us in the elevator. The perfect privacy that I needed to execute my plan, which shows that luck is on my side in this mission.
In order not to take the luck for granted, I discarded my plan of waiting till we get to the hallway.
Here, in this elevator is the perfect spot for me to do it and without wasting another second, I swung into action.
First, I grabbed my belly and the next second, I started wincing and m*****g in pain.
“Ahh…ahh.. ahhh.”
I was expecting him to notice, look at me or even glance but he didn’t. He just kept a straight face, his eyes fixed on the elevator closed door.
Really?
Realising that my m**n and wince maybe too soft and quiet for him to notice, I held my stomach tighter, winced my face tighter and raised my voice a bit louder.
“Ahhhh!.. ahhhh! Ahh!”
It worked. I got his attention and his face to me.
“Hello.. are you alright?” he asked, bending closer to me.
I shook my head, “I… don’t.. think. My stomach hurts..” I said and let out another m**n of pain, “…ahhhhhhh…ahhh!”
Then the next thing I felt were his hands on my back.
“You should visit the hotel’s infirmary,” he said.
His voice sounded like the most gentle deep baritone voice I’ve ever heard.
“No… no.. it’s a usual.. thing,” I said.
Just then, the elevator stopped and the door opened.
“Are you sure?” he asked, still resting his hands on my back in a respectful way.
“Yes.. I just… need you to.. help me.. walk to my.. room door please, ” I said.
“Oh.. okay. That’s alright,” he said.
Really?
I was awed by his acceptance. As a married man, he didn’t even hesitate in accepting to help a lady to her room.
Hmm..
Now placing just his right hand on my back, he held his luggage with his left. Slowly, while dragging his luggage behind him, he helped me out of the elevator and towards my room which is only few walks away.
“Ahhhh… ahh!” I continued m*****g like I was in severe pain.
I didn’t want to stop wincing so he doesn’t realize that I’m faking it.
“Are you sure you don’t want to visit the infirmary?” he asked, sounding concerned.
“No.. I’m fine.. I have my drugs. I just need to get in and take them. My room is 104,” I said.
He said nothing again until we got to the door to my room, then he withdrew his hand from my back and took a step backward.
Now I was standing face to face with him and I couldn’t help but wonder why a wife would want her husband who’s this tall, handsome, rich and hardworking to cheat on her.
For what reason?
My eyes went down to his fingers.
Even though he’s states away from his wife, his wedding ring is still on his finger. This alone shows that he has a great respect for his marriage and his wife.
“Thank you for… helping me. I really.. appreciate,” I said to him while still holding my belly.
“It’s alright,” he said, turned and started walking to his room.
I felt like watching him until he enter his room but that is impossible since I claim I’m in pains.
Opening the door, I took a last glance at him before entering my room and shutting the door.
Leaning on the door, I exhaled all the breath i’ve been holding in right from the elevator and also tried to relief myself of the anxiety I felt while faking the stomach pain.
I had thought I’ll flop, but just like I said earlier, luck is really on my side.
I’ve succeed in getting his attention just minutes after his arrival. Now the next thing is taking a step further to get him attracted to me before luring him into my bed which is the main job. I have just seven days to sleep with him and I can’t fail.
The iphone beeped, alerting me of a new text message.
A message from Tana Wilfred, his wife.
“Do I need to wait a
decade for a text?”
I sighed and quickly replied her.
“I’m sorry ma. He arrived late,
about twenty minutes ago
and I succeeded in getting
his attention.”
She replied, asking me what I did to get his attention and I told her exactly how I did, from the elevator to when he left my door.
“Remember you have
7 days to return to me
with an evidence.” She replied.
“I will deliver the
job ma. ” I replied.
I’ve taken my heels, wig and jewelries off and was about to enter the bathroom to shower when the iphone started ringing.
Lora.
I picked the call and placed the phone to my right ear.
“Are you alone?” was the first thing she said.
“Yes. I’m in my hotel room,” I answered.
“Tana just called to tell me the drama you pulled to get his attention. You did well,” she said.
“Yeah I guess..” I said.
“Just move to the next plan which is attracting him to you and before you know it, you’ve lured him into your bed. Don’t forget that he’s disciplined and faithful to his wife. It might be a bit difficult but you can do it. Trust me.” she said.
I exhaled, “Okay.”
“His wife said that he has a weak point, and that is alc0hol because he’s a lite head. He doesn’t drink alc0hol. It will be very difficult to get him to drink it, but if you can, you might be able to get him on the bed.”
“What if he sleeps off after the drink instead of sleeping with me? Most lite heads sleep off after getting drun!<," I said. It reminded me of my ex. He was a lite head. Just a little sip of alc0hol gets him drun!< and he sleeps off immediately. "Then that's better. You take h!s clothes off, take the evidence and come back," Lora said. "But his wife said I must sleep with him for a more concrete evidence," I said. "Better than ending up not doing nothing, you do something, anything," she said. "But Lora. I really want to know. Why is she doing this to her husband?" I asked. I'm so curious, I can't help it. There was few seconds of silence, then she spoke, in a quite angered tone. "Desire.. do not try to know what you shouldn't. You are doing a job that you'll get paid after, do it and mind your business." I inhaled and asked, "Could it be that she cheated on him and wants him to do same?" "Desire I won't warn you again. K!ll that curiosity and focus on delivering the job. Tana isn't someone to mess with. Don't overstep your boundary. You promised not to, do not break that promise or you might not not able to survive her wrath abeg," she said. I exhaled, "It's fine. I've heard." "Goodnight. I'll call you tomorrow," she said. "Okay, goodnight." The call ended. I dropped the phone and made my way to the bathroom. Even though I'm still curious, I think I'll have to k!ll that curiosity and just focus on delivery the job just like she advised. Like they say, curiosity k!lls and I don't want to be a victim. So I better k!ll it before it k!lls me, because the lady I met in the car three days ago didn't look or sound like one to mess with. **** The knock on the door was what woke me up to a new day. Believing it must be a hotel worker - maybe the cleaner, I dragged myself out of the big bed, slid my feet into my slippers and went for the door. Opening it, I was shocked to see who was standing in front of me. It wasn't a hotel worker, but Eric Wilfred. My heart skipped the instant I saw him. I never expected him to be the one. Why is he? "H...he..Hello," I stuttered due to the unexpected shock. "Hello.. I wanted to find out if you're alright now like you said you'll be," he said. Wow. Seriously? He must have been really concerned that he had to knock on my door early this morning just to know if I'm actually fine. He was in suits with a briefcase in his right hand and his wedding ring on. He must be heading for the business whatever. The reason why he came. "Oh...oh yes.. I am. It stopped the instant I took my drugs. I can't thank you enough for your help," I said, glad I didn't stutter this time. "That's alright. Have a nice day," he said and turned to leave. Just like that? "Excuse me for a minute," I said, halting him. "Okay?" he faced me. "I'm.. I'm Jennifer Daniels," I said as I let out the most beautiful smile that I have and stretched out my hand, hoping for a handshake. "I'm Eric. Eric Wilfred," he said, stretched out his hand and shook mine gently. His hand felt firm, tender and nice, but he withdrew it almost immediately. Okay. "Nice to meet you," I said. "Nice to meet you too," he reciprocated. "So Mr Wilfred, what if I buy you a drink tonight at the bar to thank you for yesterday in a better way?" I asked, hoping he accept. But then I remembered that Lora said he doesn't drink. Oops! **** TBC Will Desire be able to succeed in this mission like this? Striving to sleep with a married man for five million naira. Hmm.. LIKE AND COMMENT.
Desire becareful with this mission of yours