This was pure madness. My hands were shaking from fright and beads of sweat appeared on my forehead. I looked around, wondering if the person who sent the picture was still looking at me to see what I'll do next.
I went inside, armed the security system and texted Christian to tell him what had happened. He didn't like the sound of it and he assured me that he'll be by later on tonight.
Someone definitely knows and have proof of us in bed together.
"What if those pictures hit the media, Christian?" I asked when he indeed came over. He was looking at the picture. The angle was obvious. The picture was taken from outside the balcony to my bedroom. The waterfall sliding door was doing a poor job of hiding us and the curtains were of white mesh.
As the idea crossed my mind, I changed the curtains to a thick red velvet and I made sure the doors were locked.
"Sacha, it's going to be okay. I'll get to the bottom of this."
"Christian, that person got our picture. This could get messy. What if this reaches your fiancee? I really don't want to complicate your personal life."
"Sacha, I said I'll handle it. You don't have anything to worry about. Just stop!" He came over to me and pulled me into his arms. His breath fanned my forehead before I pulled away and threw myself face down on the bed with a sob.
I felt his hand rubbing the low of my back in a form of comfort. I rolled over to look at him.
"How are you this calm? Are you not afraid of this getting out to the medias and damaging your name and image?" I asked him.
He raked his hand through his jet black hair and stood up. "It's nothing new to me. I've got to leave now. Make sure to lock all the doors after me. I'll see you tomorrow."
As I drove from Sacha's house, I couldn't stop thinking about who would have the nerves to use a drone to capture us in bed together. I pulled into the garage to my mansion and exited my car.
I had a lot of digging to do, starting with my dear fiancee. I entered the foyer and immediately heard hers and my mother's voices coming from the other room. I moved quickly to my master bedroom and started searching through Audrey's belongings but I found nothing but movie tickets and old receipts from her shopping.
With an exhausted sigh, I sat down on the bed. The bedroom door opened and Audrey walked in.
"Oh, you're home."
"Yes, I am."
"Well you left in such a hurry, I thought something was wrong and you'll be held up."
"No. Nothing is wrong. Everything is perfectly fine."
"Is it? I can tell when you're lying. Your voice tends to go flat every time. Is this about the picture at your little girlfriend's house?"
My eyes expanded. I looked at her and she threw on a smirk.
"Yeah, I know. I know you've been screwing around with her behind my back and you're offering her twelve million dollars at the end of the year but that's not going to happen.
You're not to see her again. Or I swear, I'm going to leak these pictures and damage your name, your image and reputation and your mother would have your head for hurting me and breaking my heart. Do you understand me?"
"How are you just going to...."
"I've had enough of this Christian! Whatever fantasy you're having or mission you wish to accomplish, it's over! You're to end it before you get my full wrath!"
And with that, Audrey walked out of the bedroom. It was clear that she was the one behind the picture and now I was cornered by her demands in ending things between Sacha and myself.
I couldn't sleep that night. The very next morning, I woke early and wrote a check for one million dollars to Sacha. I got into my car and slowly drove to her house.
Judy was just leaving for school and Sacha caught me before pulling through the gates.
"Hey, you're here early. Good morning," she greeted as she opened the car door and sat in the passenger's seat.
"Good morning," I answered and toyed with the check absentmindedly.
"What's the matter?"
"Sacha. I'm sorry but I would have to go back on my words and our contract. Things are over between us."
"What?" She straightened herself and looked at me head on.
"I'm sorry. Here's a check for one million dollars." I handed her the check and she took it with tears in her eyes.
"Look, I know it's messed up."
"Christian, no! You can't do this. It's not even a full month," she cried.
"Sacha, it's getting in the way of my personal life."
"So that's it, huh?"
"If this is about money, I could give you...." She didn't let me finish.
"It's not about the money! I don't even care about money!"
"Then what is it? What are you crying for, huh?"
She stayed silent ad more tears poured down her face. I hated seeing her cry. I carefully pulled her forward and kissed the tears away from her face. As I did, something lit inside me and I couldn't stop myself from kissing her more.
I rolled the windows up and turned on the air-condition in my car as we continued to kiss and make out and it heated up pretty quickly. My hands found underneath her mini skirt and drew her panties to the side. I slide my finger into her opening and her moisture made me gasp. She was wet like never before. She wanted me and I wanted her even more now.
I didn't think twice about it. I undid my belt and my zipper and pulled her onto the back seat where I shoved into her with fever and cravings. Her moaning was music to my ears and I didn't want to stop having her. Her hands wrapped around me as I slowed down and looked into her eyes. Her big brown ones opened and looked at me too.
I pulled her upwards so that she was saddling me. She bounced up and down, just perfectly and I felt myself about to explode. I held her even tighter as my cum washed through her.
"I'm gonna miss this," I told her as she fixed her panties and her skirt.
"Do you wanna come inside and clean off?" she asked me.
"No. I'll do that at the office. You take care of yourself and your sister."
"Christian, I..I..you..you're really serious about this? That was our last sex?"
I nodded my head yes.
"Okay. Goodbye Christian."
She got out the car and I drove to my place of work.