Chapter 1. Insatiable CEO

Letting out a hoarse moan, Lukas closes his eyes as he revels in the pleasure that this woman is giving him. He frowns when he feels her sucking his cock hard, as if she wants to rip it off.

"Oh, yes! Come on, baby, keep sucking my cock," he moaned, putting his hands behind his head.

He smiles a little when he feels her start to masturbate his cock while sucking vigorously. He could clearly hear the sound of her tongue playing with his penis. It was so erotic that it increased his state of arousal.

The dark-haired woman intensifies her sucking, causing him to tense his whole body. He bites his lips as he feels himself about to cum in Margot's mouth. At that moment, he looks down to see the woman sucking his cock hard.

She looked up at him with those dark, intense, and somewhat devilish eyes. Lukas grabbed her ponytail to press her against his cock. It went a little deeper into her mouth, and with that, he managed to cum inside her.

Lukas bites his lips lasciviously as he watches her move away from his penis while she savors it. He takes her by the arm and then by the waist, lifts her skirt a little, and pulls her closer to his lap.

The CEO pulls aside her panties and forces her to sit on his still erect cock.

"He's an insatiable man."

"And you're very accommodating..."

He says those words to sit her down roughly on top of him, his cock entering her body roughly, causing her to moan with pleasure.

"You're very rough, Mr. Verchot."

"But you like how I fuck you, don't play the saint."

He grabs her hips, pressing his body against hers as he moves his pelvis against hers. The dark-haired woman clings to his arms and tilts her head back. She begins to moan, and Lukas thinks that could end up being a problem.

However, he doesn't stop and continues to penetrate her pussy violently; she liked it when he fucked her that way. The blond watches as the young woman moves her hips sensually, awakening his desire to cum again.

He speeds up his thrusts and then exposes one of her breasts with a single pull, breaking some of the buttons on her blouse, but he manages to see her nipple bounce to the rhythm of his thrusts.

He holds her tightly, making her gasp intensely. Lukas can't take it anymore, but before he can come, he feels his penis bathed in warm fluid inside the woman's pussy.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The dark-haired woman begins to pant and shake her hips wildly, then he sees her smile victoriously, which gives him the green light to ejaculate. Lukas pulls out his penis just before he can come inside her.

The tip of his penis expelled a large amount of semen that ended up on her clothes and part of her face. He hadn't fucked in two days, and since Margot was always willing to let off steam whenever he came back from a trip, it was easy for him to relieve his stress with her.

The young woman opens her eyes and smiles sweetly at him, then caresses his cheek tenderly, and that's when Lukas sees that look he always saw in women and for which he told them all to fuck off.

The blond man frowned and immediately grabbed the woman's hand, which surprised her.

"What did I tell you?" he says sternly.

"I haven't done anything wrong."

"Don't look at me as if you have feelings for me. You know very well that it will go very badly for you if you fall in love with me."

The dark-haired woman's eyes widen at the coldness of his words.

"I haven't looked at you that way, Lukas."

"Don't take me for a fool, Margot. I can tell when a woman is falling in love with a man. I made it very clear that this is just sex and nothing more. You are here to please me!"

He pushes the woman aside to stand up and begins to adjust his clothes while she does the same.

"It was just a gesture."

"I'm not interested in your gestures, I only care about fucking and that's it."

"Yes, I understand."

"You accepted it!" he says, finishing adjusting his clothes. "If you don't like it, we can leave it at that. Nothing ever happened, but if you follow the rules, we'll keep fucking like we have been."

She swallows hard when she sees him; his words are so harsh that she can't say anything. However, from the beginning, she agreed to be whatever this man wanted her to be. She couldn't refuse; she had always liked Lukas very much.

She always wanted to fuck him, even though she knew full well that her chances of being anything more to him were impossible. He was a very cold man when it came to romance. But she preferred to be his lover from time to time rather than nothing at all.

"We'll continue as before."

"Very well..." he replied, somewhat disappointed and not understanding why. "You should go now."

"Yes."

She adjusted her uniform and left Lukas's room... Once outside, she straightened her skirt and fixed her torn shirt as best she could. She started down the hallway to go downstairs, when halfway there she ran into Mrs. Kristine.

"Margot? Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time, girl."

"Mrs. Kristine, I'm sorry, how can I help you?"

"I need you to call the gardener to come and fix a few things, but I need you to do it right now."

The woman frowns when she sees the girl looking a little nervous and takes a few steps toward her, stopping a short distance away. The redhead focuses on her uniform, noticing that the top button of her shirt is missing.

Then the scent she gave off told her that she was doing everything but working.

"I want you to go right now and do what I've told you to do.

"Yes, ma'am."

The young woman hurried up the stairs while Kristine watched her walk away out of the corner of her eye. The redhead shakes her head and then looks up.

"This is unbelievable," she says as she begins to climb the stairs.

Margot frowned as she watched Mrs. Kristine climb the stairs, clenched her fists, and then continued on her way.

"Stupid woman..."

[...]

Lukas leaves the room just as he sees Kristine walking toward him with a frown and a stern expression.

"I don't think what you're doing to the maid is very nice, Lukas."

"Are you going to lecture me, Kristine?"

"What will your father say about this behavior?"

"He himself convinced me to stay at his house while they fix the problems in my apartment. I said I could stay in a hotel."

The woman raised an eyebrow at her husband's son's comment. Lukas was so incorrigible and arrogant. However, she couldn't object too much; after all, he was her husband's only son.

"Of course we couldn't let you stay in a hotel, but I don't think it's wise for you to come here and have relations with the maid."

"Who said I fucked her?" He smiles sidelong, passing Kristine with a smile on his face.

"I don't want any more scenes like that, Lukas. You must respect this house."

"Of course..."

The blond man thought this woman was exasperating. She wanted to act like she owned everything just because she was his father's wife. His mother had died a few years ago, and his father had wasted no time in bringing another woman into the house.

It was obvious that the love he felt for his mother meant nothing to him. It was unbelievable that he had remarried, and to that infuriating woman, no less. She didn't understand that the house belonged to him too, but she had taken over everything.

He only stayed there to sleep because his apartment was a bloody mess; at the worst possible moment, a pipe burst and flooded the whole damn place. He lost all his belongings in just two days while he was away on a trip.

He hurried down the stairs; he needed to get to his company. He had an important meeting that afternoon, but Margot was really taking up his time.

[...]

That night, while Kristine was having dinner with her husband, she remained silent, but she thought it appropriate to mention what her son was doing with the maid. The house was not a brothel for Lukas to be fucking the maids.

"Honey, I have something important to tell you," Oliver looked up at his wife.

"What's wrong?"

But just as Kristine was about to talk to her husband about the matter, one of the maids caught her attention.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Verchot..." They both look at the girl, who happens to be the same one who was having sex with Lukas.

"What is it?" the redhead replies, somewhat irritated.

"You have a call."

"At this hour? Who is it?" She frowns as she looks at her husband, who is also frowning.

"She says it's Dana."

The redhead immediately turns pale, her heart beginning to beat faster upon hearing the name of the person calling. She then turns to look at her husband, who is just as surprised as she is.

"What happened?" he asks, intrigued.

"I don't know, it's been many years since..." She stops talking because she hasn't heard from her daughter Dana in four years. "It's been so long since she called me."

"You should answer her call," her husband advises, placing a hand on hers.

"Of course!"

The woman stands up and walks over to the main phone... She feels a little nervous as she picks up the receiver, but finally decides to answer the call.

"Dana?"

"Hello, Mom..."

"Honey, how... how... how are you? It's been a long time since you called. I've been calling your cell phone, but it's not connecting. I thought that..."

"I don't use that number anymore, Mom..."

The redhead remains silent at her daughter's cold response. It's clear that she is still very angry with her.

"What happened, sweetie?"

—I have something important to tell you.

"Of course, tell me anything."

"My dad died!"

The news that her ex-husband had passed away took her by surprise. It couldn't be possible that her daughter was serious.

"Dana, what are you saying?" She took the phone with both hands.

"That my dad died a week ago." Kristine swallowed hard, feeling like crying.

"What happened?"

"He crashed the car." The mother hears her daughter's voice break and feels so much pain for her.

Kristine closed her eyes, knowing that her daughter was going through a difficult time and she wasn't there to comfort her. On top of that, she was too far away.

"Honey, I'm so sorry. I... What can I do? I don't know how to..."

"My dad's crash caused a lot of damage to a building, I..." Kristine's heart immediately began to race. "I had to give up the rights to the house and everything in it to pay for the damage the car caused."

"Dana!" she exclaimed worriedly.

"If I didn't give it to those people, I would have been in trouble."

The woman covered her mouth with her hand. This was not good. Her daughter was in a bad way, and who knew where she was? She didn't have a home.

"Dana, where are you?"

"At a friend's house, but I can't stay there any longer. Mom, I need..."

"You can come live with me, sweetie."

Dana clenched her jaw when she heard those words. The last thing she wanted was to see her mother, but the situation she was going through was not easy. Her friend couldn't keep supporting her while she looked for another job, since she had been fired from her last one.