THE BILLIONAIRE'S VENGEFUL WIFE RETURNS
Chapter 152: SEX WORKERS

Chapter 152: SEX WORKERS

A/N: this Chapter is dedicated to diavla. Thanks for the golden ticket.

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"Kiss yourselves." He commanded and both girls started kissing each other, their tongues flapping against each other. George watched from the sidelines, already feeling aroused by their actions.

He enjoyed watching them this much. "You can do more than that. Touch yourselves." He commanded and relaxed back on the chair as he watched them do their deeds.

The Blonde deepened her kiss as she squeezed on her partner’s breast eliciting moans from the brunette. George rolled his eyes at their action. He knew what fake moans sounded like and right now, that was what he just heard.

These women are sex workers, they’re already used to countless sex from different sizes of dicks. He wouldn’t be the first with them, and neither will he be the last.

"Ahh..." The brunette moaned more when the blonde dug two fingers into her. She bit her lips, her moan getting louder by the minute as the blonde’s fingers moved rapidly in her. Of a truth, the finger did nothing to satisfy her, but she had to put up an act before the man there.

"Daddy, when are you joining us?" She bit her lips moaning gently as she stared at him. Normally, their little dance should have aroused any man by now, but why was this man not aroused at all?

"I never said stop," George said as his gaze darkened. He was upset and was barely in the mood for sex, but punishing these sex workers made him somewhat happy. They had entertained him tonight.

The brunette took over this time, she picked the blonde to the big bed over there and they started scissoring. This man was different, rather than having fun with them, he’d rather watch them have fun with themselves.

Both girls got on the bed and started scissoring each other. After their first orgasm, George finally rose from where he sat. He had just gotten bored with watching them please themselves. It was time he took matters into his own hands.

He picked two objects from the pile of sex toys in a corner. "Stand on your knees, wrist hanging on the headboard." He commanded and they did as asked. Each giggles sweetly. They knew no man could resist two of the sexiest girls in the bar. Not even the devil will walk past them like this.

George used the belt to tie both their hands to the headboard tightly, before returning to the pile of sex toys on the floor. He picked a larger belt and a silicon ball gag and smiled.

When George arrived back on the bed, he placed both gags on their mouth, blocking their screams as he started hitting them with the belt.

At first, it aroused them as they moaned to be touched, but after a few strokes, his strokes became more harsh, Causing both girls to start crying.

They both tried to plead with him, but their mouth was strongly tied with the belt. This was no sexual game, this was assault.

"How dare they do this to me?" He whipped them, every stroke harsher than the last.

"He has no right to give everything to his wife. Who says the company was his." He whipped the next girl hard. By now, both their ass cheeks were red from the brutal strikes. Blood was already flowing from it.

George’s stroke was brutal as both ladies screamed with their might, but none could leave the room. With the loud music playing, they doubt, anyone would hear them.

George didn’t stop, and no matter how many times they pleaded, he never stopped.

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The next morning, Harlow and Alanis had prepared so early for work. Though she was now the new CEO of Hamilton Corp, that didn’t mean she had forgotten about her upcoming movie. The one Claudia have been stalking online, waiting for an announcement to be made but there was nothing.

Perhaps this time, Frank’s plans to ruin his daughter’s movie didn’t go as planned, as all of the threats he sent to the Bergs were ignored. The Bergs were no longer on his side anymore.

Harlow walked down the stairs quietly when she heard muffled sounds coming from the dining room. She wondered who had visited them this early. She was named the CEO of Hamilton yesterday, every celebration ended yesterday.

As she advanced further, the sound grew louder and then a laugh echoed from the dining room. Harlow pushed the door open, only to be greeted by Evans Collin Berg.

He sat by the table as he conversed with Alanis.

But both men seemed to stop their conversation when they saw her walk in. Alanis smiled when he saw his wife, the only thing that brightened his dark world.

"Good morning my villain." Alanis was the first to greet his wife but Harlow didn’t respond to him as always. She only glanced at him and pulled her gaze.

Evan who was seated across on the table smiled, "First couple fight, I see." He smiled.

"It’s not the first. We fight all the time." Alanis picked an apple from the table as he bit into it. His wife hates him, but he loves her. To him, that was the perfect match.

"Good morning Mrs Hamilton." Evans rose to his feet when she neared him and he stretched his hands for a handshake. When Harlow gave him her hands, he held it politely and slowly brought it up to his lips.

"Good morning," Harlow responded, taking her hands off his as she found her seat.

"What are you doing here today?" She asked Evans but regretted asking immediately. She has forgotten both Evan and Alanis were best friends. Almost brothers they said.

"Since you’re too busy with work and office, I decided to bring the movie to your Villa." His smile widened. He had underestimated this woman, but seeing her have this much hold on his friend, he would never doubt her ever again.

"Congratulations on your new position Harlow." He added. Harlow had no idea why she never met this man in her past life. She was sure he would have been a good friend.

"Thank you."

"The auditions were supposed to start yesterday, but since you weren’t available, we decided to start it again today. Don’t hesitate to be there." Harlow nodded at his words. She had been too busy to remember her audition and only remembered this morning.

"Of course." She said. According to Alanis, she only had a few things to do at the office. A few papers to sign and a few new problems to solve. Hopefully, it wouldn’t take much of her time.

Alanis watched his wife spread butter on her bread, before taking a bite. Every day he wondered what type of life she and Alex lived. Even if he had given them the Villa, he learned they hadn’t been living well. Not when his mother was always on Harlow’s tail.

Harlow was done with the first slice when her cell phone beeped. She checked the message and frowned.

"Miss H, this is Frank Blackwood texting. I’m ready to pay you any amount, only if you can come work for me again." Harlow almost scoffed as she read through the message sent by her father.

It seems he’s already so desperate knowing she was now with the Hamiltons. After trying so hard to humiliate her, he finally knows her worth. She smiled.

It’s already too late. She will never let her father mess with her ever again.

"Are you alright Mrs Hamilton?" Evan asked staring at the girl. He had noticed her sudden mood swings and wanted to know what was wrong.

"I’m fine," Harlow said sending a replay immediately.

"Mr Blackwood I’m so sorry, but I work for someone else now." She pressed sent and turned off her phone.

When Frank saw the message, he frowned. It’s obvious Harlow has somehow bought Miss H to herself. Only he and his assistant knew about her, so how did Harlow find out about her?

Everything that stupid daughter of his does is suspicious. He should have known she would do a thing like this. He should have known she would go against him. He’d deal with her. He’ll make sure she pays forever going against him.

He sent another text to Miss H.

"How much do you want? I’ll give you anything. 500million? A billion?" Harlow’s phone bipped again and she frowned at the message. This man really doesn’t know when to give up.

She replied immediately again, "I’m sorry Mr Blackwood, but you’re harassing me right now. I don’t need your money, I work for someone else." She could see how desperate her father was. If only he knew she was the one.

Frank read through the text and frowned more. He dialed again, sending another text. "Is it because of Harlow? Did my daughter put you up to this?" Harlow read through his text and this time she didn’t respond anymore.

She would let him think whatever he wanted.

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