I'm In Love With My Bestfriend's Billionaire Fiance!
Chapter 37: Maven Wins

Chapter 37: Maven Wins

(KIRA’S POV)

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I have no idea how long I sat on my couch, staring at the text from Maven. I had thought I was done with him for the day and he would at least let me be until tomorrow. However, I could see clearly what was going on. He was trying to mess with my head, but I was done allowing that. I allowed Uncle Leo to mess with my head back at the dinner and that was one of the reasons Maven was able to find out about Lena and I.

I knew how to handle it now though. As long as I didn’t lose control and I was always in check with my emotions, everything was going to be fine. I knew now that kissing Jace back at the rehearsal dinner was a bad idea. While it was good for the paparazzi and the buzz that it created, it was proving to be more trouble than it was worth.

Apparently, I’m so good an actor that even my girlfriend had felt threatened by the kiss and had acted rashly. Hence, the eventual collapse of the House of Cards.

I studied the phone in my hand, wondering what I was going to do now. Lena was waiting for me in the bedroom, and I didn’t want to give Maven the privilege of my time. The motherfucker didn’t deserve it in any way.

I was about to toss my phone on the table when it beeped in my hand again. I looked down at it and shook my head. Another text had popped in:

"Would you prefer I talk to Lena instead?"

At that, I felt my breath seize in my throat, as I shook my head. I couldn’t allow this. He couldn’t speak to Lena. At once, I typed a hurried response:

"You dare not speak to her! If you ever try that, it will be the last thing you ever do. Do you hear me?"

I waited for a few seconds, but a reply came soon after:

"Gee... you really love her, don’t you? You see, as long as we’re on the same page, then I won’t talk to your girlfriend. I also won’t tell your fiancé and competitor that you’re fucking his personal assistant. That could be seen as corporate espionage and could destroy her career forever."

"Shit!" I cursed as I ran my fingers through my hair, I couldn’t believe that it was getting to this point already. Maven was getting bolder and he was no longer being cryptic. He knew about my secret. He knew who Lena was and he wasn’t hesitating at all to use her to blackmail me.

I thought about it for a while, and soon, I punched in my response: "That’s bullshit, if you had any real proof, you would have sent something already. All you have are speculations. And I don’t have time for this shit!"

He replied almost immediately: "I figured you might say that. So, I’ll detail to you how it’s going to go down. I’ll send you a footage of Lena entering into your hotel room with HER keycard, the one you gave her. Then, with time stamps, we can prove that she left your hotel room this morning. You were sloppy, Kira."

He was only confirming my suspicions, nothing new. So I typed: "That doesn’t mean shit. I’m sure you also saw my wedding planner Casey leave my room earlier that night, are you saying I fucked her as well?"

"If you did, I can’t prove it yet. But I can prove your tryst with Lena. The footage, and the fact that she’s a lesbian. It didn’t take too long to research, you know? She’s never hidden that part of her life, you know? Now, how do you think Jace will react to the news that his assistant who is attracted to women just happened to spend the night in your hotel room? How do you think the media will react when they learn about this? All I can think of is chaos and madness for the Beacon Studios brand, don’t you?"

I was about to type in my reply but my fingers froze over the screen.

"Oh shit..." I muttered as my heart beat heavily in my chest. Maven was right, if the news got out, it could very well turn into a big scandal. Not necessarily because I was bisexual, but mainly because I was cheating on Jace with his assistant. An act many would frown on, both on ethical and corporate levels. "Holy fuck!"

Maven was right, he had me. I couldn’t do anything that would jeopardize my chances with the company, and if I allowed this to escalate, it could blow into something else, effectively providing new artillery for my uncle to use against me. I couldn’t allow for that.

My phone beeped again, another text from Maven; "Have you realized that you belong to me now?"

"Oh, you son of a bitch! I belong to no one!" I cursed. I was about to type in a fiery response, but I stopped myself. He had all the leverage this time, I had to think of something else. I had to be smart about this if I was going to figure it all out.

"As far as I’m concerned, this is all speculation. You’ve got no proof!" I replied.

This time around, I had to wait for a full minute before his response came, and this time, it was the video he promised. I immediately opened it and as I watched it, my heart sank with every second of the footage that went by. It was clear footage of Lena walking into my room, she did it freely like she owned it; not like a guest. It showed familiarity. As Maven said, there were time stamps showing when she came and when she left my hotel room.

"Oh fuck!"

"I don’t speculate." Maven wrote, "Now, are you with me? Or will this be going out?"

"Fucking shit..." I gasped as I stared at my phone. Maven had me dead to rights and there was nothing I could do. I just had to play along until I came up with a plan. I was not scared of him.

Sucking in a deep breath, I let my fingers fly over my keypad: "What do you want? Money? I have loads of it, I can get that for you!"

Knowing that he had me now, he decided to take his time answering. I waited for about ten minutes before he responded: "Good girl. But I also have money, I don’t need yours."

"Then why are you doing this?!" I demanded angrily.

"Don’t be in a rush, girl. When I have your first task for you, I’ll let you know. FYI, trying to fight this is impossible. You don’t know me and you can’t ever know me. Just do as I say and everyone will be happy. Now, good night."

"Crazy bastard!" I cursed as I threw my phone on the couch!

I couldn’t allow this, I couldn’t allow Maven to cage me like that. There was no way I was just going to take this lying down. I was going to hunt him down and make him regret ever targeting me. I considered sharing this piece of information with Casey and Jace but I dumped the idea at once. I still had to be the one to find Maven first, I still had to make sure that he didn’t reveal the video or what he knew to them. This was something I had to handle on my own.

"I got this!" I muttered as I picked up my phone and made my way to the bedroom. My conversation with Maven had exhausted me and I just wanted to fall asleep. However, when I opened the door to my bedroom, my eyes widened as I saw Lena in my bed. She was tied to the posts and was on her knees with her buttocks shooting out, ready for some spanking.

"Holy shit!" I gasped in a mix of shock and arousal, I had forgotten that Lena was waiting for me.

"What took you so long?" she demanded as she shifted on the bed.

I stared at her. Maven only had me in his clutches because of her, and I was going to the length of momentarily pleasing him just to protect her. She was the reason for all this. I also knew that if she knew of my conversation with Maven, she could freak out and make matters worse. I couldn’t have that.

I placed my phone on my vanity as I looked back at her, she wasn’t going to know anything, except what I told her.

I looked around and saw that she had dutifully prepared for this. The whips were laid out on the bed, ready to be used.

"I’ve been a very naughty girl," she said when she watched my eyes rove over the whip. "Will I be punished?"

I nodded, "yes, you need to be punished. Severely."

I took off my dress, letting it shimmy off my body and pool at my feet, I then stepped out of it, naked. I picked one of the whips, raised it high, and brought it down on her butt. She let out a yelp of pleasure and pain, but that did nothing to calm me as I raised the whip once more and struck her with it. Lena was writhing against her bounds as she trashed about. Moaning with the pleasure and pain. I didn’t stop, I couldn’t stop. In my mind’s eye, all I could see was Maven and I just wanted to punish him. So, I kept bringing the whip down.

Soon, I was spent. I dropped the whip and saw that Lena’s butt was red from all the whippings. Thankfully, the whip was designed as a sexual tool, so the pain was bearable, no matter how hard I used it. However, I wasn’t done with her just yet.

I picked up the strap-on dildo and wore it. I didn’t bother to release her from the binds, I simply grabbed her red hair in my hands and pulled her head back.

"Mistress..." she groaned.

"Shut up and take your punishment!" I gasped as I slammed into her with one stroke, causing her to scream out in intense pleasure. I pulled out of her and slammed right back in, increasing my pace as I pulled her head as far back as I could without snapping her neck.

Lena was trashing about on the bed, the binds making it hard to move freely, hence enhancing the pleasure. However, for me, it was totally different. It was as if while fucking my girlfriend, I was in a different plane. I couldn’t feel anything. All I could think about was Maven.

I was going to find him, no matter what. And I was going to destroy him!

And Lena was going to help me do that! As I fucked her hard, a plan began to form in my head.