Filed To Story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
When Oriana’s eyes fluttered open, the sun was already out. She woke up quite late. The morning light had seeped in through the layers of the curtains.
The room was and warm calm.
Oriana stretched out her hand to touch Deacon. But she could only fell the empty bed. Deacon had gotten up.
When did he get up? And where did he go?
They had both slept off in the early hours of the morning. Oriana was too drowsy to open her eyes. He actually got up and went to work as usual.
Oriana stood up and got out of bed. She stood by the window and breathed in the fresh morning air. She could clearly see the employees downstairs arriving for work one after another.
Oriana suddenly remembered that she was still in the Armstead Corporation, and in CEO’s office. Reminiscing on their little chat the previous night, Oriana felt a little embarrassed. She knew that she had to be blamed to preparing him something that pepperish.
Oriana quickly washed up. Once she was done, she heard a movement and it was as if someone had entered the lounge.
“Is Mr. Armstead back?” Oriana pondered within.
Oriana opened the bathroom door and jumped out in a bid to startle Deacon.
“Mr. Armstead!” She half yelled.
Oriana’s enthusiasm had come to an abrupt end, as the individual who had come into the room wasn’t Deacon, but a woman.
The woman was still very young. She looked like she was in her early thirties. She was clothed in a red dress. She had a plump figure and snow–white skin. She was beautiful and charming.
The woman was stunned the moment she sighted Oriana. She said quickly,
“Ma’am, I’m here to clean up the CEO’s room and take the CEO’s clothes to be dry–cleaned and ironed.”
It was the first time of Oriana seeing the woman. But she knew that it was normal for Deacon to have someone who would clean the lounge. She just didn’t expect the cleaner to be so beautiful and gorgeous.
“Oh, go ahead and clean it up.” Oriana muttered and stepped aside.
The woman walked in and started cleaning, she also replaced the bag in the trash can.
Oriana looked at the pile of crumpled white papers in the trash can, she immediately stepped forward and said.
“Don’t worry, I’ll do it myself.”
The woman withdrew her hand from the papers that she picking from the table.
“Okay, then I’ll go clean the bathroom.”
The bathroom door was pushed open, and the woman walked in and begun to pack up the clothes. that Deacon had taken off the precious night. The woman bent to pick Deacon’s underwear.
Oriana quickly stepped forward and snatched the panties.
“You don’t need to clean this place today. You can come back later.”
The woman looked at Oriana for a while. Although she felt a little nostalgic and did not want to leave, she had no other choice than to leave because of Oriana was her employer’s wife.
Deacon soon returned to the lounge. He was wearing a white shirt and a black trousers. His outfit was well–ironed without the slightest creases. He was elegant and expensive. He was like a magnet, attracting people’s attention.
Immediately he walked into the room. He first glanced at the huge bed. There was no one on it. Oriana had gotten up. He turned as he searched for her with his eyes.
“Mrs. Armstead.” He called out. But there was no response.
However, a sound of water emanated from the bathroom, and there was someone inside.
Deacon walked in and saw Oriana washing some clothes by the washstand.
Deacon snuck up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist.
“Mrs. Armstead, why are you snubbing your man?”
“Don’t touch me.” Oriana murmured and shook her body, trying to get him to take his hands off her waist.
Deacon found her actions strange. He let out a smile and muttered.
“Mrs. Armstead, you’re going too far. Last night, you had snuggled into my arms. Now it dawn, you can’t recognize me any more. Why are you mad at me?
Oriana shook her head and replied,
“How dare I to be mad at president Armstead? Huh? Mad at president Armstead? Hell no! Even after a very beautiful lady had just left the lounge, claiming to be his cleaner, she even made to take your pants. How can i be mad?”
Oriana’s words were filled with sarcasm, and it left Deacon confused.
“I don’t understand, which beautiful girl is a cleaner?”
“Your cleaner, the white thick girl, whose breast size can compete with Gwen’s. You still don’t know her?” Oriana glared at Deacon, impatiently awaiting his response.
Deacon really didn’t know the girl that Oriana spoke of. He knew that there was someone who came in to clean his room daily, but that was arranged by his domestic assistant.
Deacon moved forward and hugged her waist.
“Did you really allow her take my panties?” He asked tenderly.
“No, I was lucky to grab it quickly!” Oriana lifted up his pants from the sank and said to him,
Can’t you see that it is what I’m washing?”
Deacon did not see that she washing his panties, nor did he expect her to even be washing the panties.
“Mrs. Armstead, last night, you prepared me a very hot, pepperish soup, and today, you’re washing my undies. What’s left for you to do?”Deacon asked teasingly.
Oriana’s face instantly reddened from embarrassment. He still dared to tease her! Although she was anxious when the cleaner was around, she tried her best to grab his undies before she did. To her, it was inappropriate for another woman to touch her husband’s private clothings.
Oriana stepped on his foot hard in a bid to vent her anger. Deacon hugged her waist tightly and didn’t let go.
Although Oriana had just stepped on Deacon, Deacon felt no pain at all.
Oriana wriggled her body and tried to break free from his embrace.
“If you do that again, then I’ll really ignore you!” She threatened.
Deacon imprisoned her in his arms and did not allow her to move. He pressed his lips into her hair and kissed her.
“Mrs. Armstead, I know nothing about this. I swear to you that, I, Deacon Armstead, have never contrived to use my undies as a way to seduce a woman.”
Oriana’s mood hastily lightened. But she still felt a little unhappy with the fact that another woman had free access to his room at will.
“I don’t care, I just don’t like that your cleaner, you should fire her. And next time, you ain’t allowed to hire young and beautiful women, kindly go for an elderly woman.” Oriana ordered.
She really couldn’t understand why young and beautiful women would work as cleaners. She suspected that the lady got the job so she could have access to Deacon!
Deacon rubbed her smooth face with his hands, and declared,
“I promise mama, I’ll do as you say. I’ll inform my domestic assistant, and next time, they’ll bring someone older. Yunno at home, the maids are all monitored by grandma, and only Mrs. Maria is allowed to clean my room. I’m sorry, okay? Don’t be upset.”
Only then was Oriana satisfied and had decided to take off her gloomy mood. Deacon had tenderly coaxed her into smiling again.
Mrs. Samantha knew that a man like Deacon would have many young girls fantasizing about him, and they would gladly jump on any opportunity to lay on his bed. To Oriana, grandma was smart, and Oriana expected same method to he used in his office!
“If you do as I say, then I’ll forgive you.” Oriana pouted and rolled her eyes.
Deacon’s hands landed on her flat stomach, and he snuck them into her shirt. His fingers rested on her skin.
Oriana smiled and quickly pushed away his hand,
“What are you doing? You’re still in your company? You’re not allowed to mess around!”
Deacon didn’t want to let go of her. Instead, he held her firmer and whispered,
“This is my company, and you’re my wife. So I have the right to hold you as I please.”
A creaking sound was suddenly heard, and someone opened the bathroom door, and walked in.
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