The Billionaire's Kept Woman

It's ten in the evening when Alexander watches as Mr. Achebe, Anthony, and Margarette three more people partying with them. One of them is Mr. Achebe's male secretary and a white assistant. Drinking and talking about the supply of the oil. He looked at the female agent that was the same height as his deceased wife while the team was placing the silicon mask that they made and started placing a few more of it gently to make it realistic. It'll take three hours to do it or more. Now, it's been two hours.

Then, after a few moments, a woman entered the room and Mr. Achebe greeted her warmly with a passionate kiss.

"This is my wife, Faye. She will enjoy our company tonight." Mr. Achebe said. "It's just a shame that your spouses aren't here." He told Anthony and Margarette.

"Well, they aren't interested in an open setup," Anthony said and looked at Margarette who was busy rubbing her hands to the two black men's crotches known as Achebe's business partners.

"Let's start the party." Mr. Achebe said as Anthony raised his glass. Then, his wife approached him and kissed him on both cheeks.

"I am so tired of watching their porn," Alex said as he pushed it away. But the other crews looked at it and found them having an orgy.

"Oh! That's big." One of the staff said and laughed.

"Mr. De Alegre, does your son know about this?" Andromeda Mondragon asked. She only came to check up on this interesting project that the Dragon Empire is participating in.

"Uh, not yet." He said, raising his forefinger pointing at the ceiling. "I have to tell him."

"Well, if he happened to see our actress, he'll break."

"I will discuss this with him tomorrow." He promised. "He's busy with his wife now."

"Yeah, sure." Andromeda glanced at the screen and cringed. "What the hell?"

Alexander laughed and waved at her.

"Well, I am used to puking every time I am spying on her. But this time, I can't watch this."

"That's hardcore." Andromeda Mondragon-Pattinson chuckled and sighed. "I have to go. My husband is waiting for me."

Alexander hugged her warmly and let her go as she left the room.

"Well, I'll take a nap and no one will jerk off with this scenario." He pointed to the staff as they laughed and let it play and they lowered the volume. They only have to wait for them to finish it.

A loud cry of a woman can be heard as Alexander frowned and was curious about it. He just wished that he didn't see it. Margarette was taking everything to the next level as the two black men with an enormous lower part were penetrating her in both holes.

"Oh, for god's sake!" He frowned. He noticed Anthony, busy with Mr. Achebe's wife, taking her to heaven. He smacked his forehead on the scenario. He thought that they'll talk more about the business that they are up to but it turned out to be horror. "I'm out of here." He lowered the volume so everyone will focus on the work.

He took a catnap while everyone was busy. It was until they woke him up and for him not to get startled, they have to make sure that he won't see the actress. He won't get startled by him. He readied himself for this. The actress turned around to show him.

"Perfect." He raised his thumbs. He approached her closely and his heart swells seeing his wife alive again. But he knew well that it wasn't his life. "Yes, you looked like her."

"Don't worry, boss. I'll act well." The actress that he didn't know the name said. He heard them calling each other's code names instead of real names.

"Thank you."

He went back to the monitor and watched as Anthony had fun with two girls with him and shared them with Mr. Achebe. Although his lower wasn't as big as the black men, the girls enjoyed him. They all lay down relaxed and talked about the porn show that Mr. Achebe was building. And of course, he liked his wife to be the star.

"How about, Margarette?" he approached her and kissed her passionately, scooping her big breast. "You like it? You can be a star next to my wife."

"I'm sorry," She rubbed his chest. "Big man, I am married and I can't ruin my husband's reputation. But you and your boys can still enjoy me anytime you want." She started using her hand to please the big man.

"Alright, if you say so." He said seductively. "But I want to know about Mr. De Alegre. We need his son's investment. I heard that he's a multi-billionaire? And his money is close to trillions."

"Hmm, let me speak to my husband about that."

"I am sure that he can enjoy my girls."

Alexander scoffed and felt more disgusted with them. Besides, he didn't need those who had been slammed by different penises. He can't afford to have STD.

"Uh, boss. I think they are going to invite you to their orgy group." One of the staff said and laughed.

"Nope. I can't afford to have STD. I still want to see my grandchildren."

Alexander pulled out his phone and called his wife. It was ringing hard and they seemed to have noticed it. She reached it and answered it quickly as she pushed them away from the man.

"Hey, darling?"

"I am already home. Where are you?" He asked, sounding irritated.

"I am with my friends. We have a victory party. I wish you could come…"

"Well, you never ask," Alexander said sarcastically.

"Honey, I'll be home by tomorrow. Okay?"

"It's already midnight and it's tomorrow." He said. "You've been spending time outside more at night. Are you doing the same thing as you did to me back then?"

"D-don't be absurd." Alexander watched as Margarette looked anxious.

"Well, whatever you do. You can be replaced easily." Alexander said and hung up.

"Wow." The staff clapped their hands and he grinned at them.

"In a few minutes, she'll leave that hotel."

They watched as Margarette showed no embarrassment or remorse as she let Anthony and Mr. Achebe take her on both holes. She seemed to enjoy it and he ignored the lewd scenario and sat down. They waited for her to come out of that suite and soon, Mr. Achebe with his wife left and the others were still there. Margarette and Anthony are cuddling with each other and telling each other about their next plans while the three black men are busy with the assistant.

He glanced at the actress that has his wife's face. She's also wearing the exact clothes that his wife was wearing. He missed his wife dearly, but he can't bring back his dead wife. Soon, Anthony left first while Margarette stayed a little bit with them.

"She's leaving."

Two crew went outside quickly as the actress followed. He watched as Margarette came out. The actress walked past Margarette. She seemed to froze and watched the actress walk briskly toward the exit. Margarette followed the woman and he watched as she went frantic.

"That can't be." She said frantically as she went to the exit and suddenly, no one was there. Her heart was racing and she pulled out her phone. "You bastards! I thought you killed her!"

So, just as Alexander wanted the real people behind the murder of his wife and his wife's bodyguard will finally show up. Margarette even rushed downstairs and looked around for her. He liked to watch as she panicked.

"She's alive!" She said as she stared at the woman downstairs facing her, staring at her, with dead stares.

Margarette looked around to the cameras and suddenly a staff member opened the door and she was almost jumpy.

"Ma'am. You can't be here." The staff said.

"I am not the only one. Her too!" She pointed to the woman that she thought was dead, but she's no longer there."

"Who?" The staff asked.

"I swear, she's there." She even rushed downstairs to search for her and looked downstairs. But no one was there anymore. She held on to the rail as the staff escorted her back.

Alexander laughed and shook his head. He's not done playing."

"Boss, it's done. I can sleep in this face since I have to play with her a little bit, right?" The actress said.

"Yes, yes." He nodded. "I'm going to leave the hotel soon."

The crew started editing the video just in case that she'll ask the operator about the copy of the video. Just as he thought, she did as they expected.

"It's done, sir." She watched the footage of the camera and it indeed shows no one except her. She thought that she was getting crazy.

"I'm leaving now," Alexander said as he put his cap on and left.

He reached home before her and changed his clothes and packed a few clothes. He unplugged a few appliances in the room and locked them. His wife arrived and smiled at him.

"Hey, darling. Where are you going?" Margarette asked who looked so tired.

"Somewhere where I can't see you for a while." He said. "So, you partied in a hotel with friends?" He asked. She stayed impassive.

"Yes, the party was there and we talked about a few businesses. Nothing more."

"Hmm," He nodded and walked past her. She smelled like sex mixed with her perfume and alcohol. He cringed and quickly went downstairs.