Chapter 53
Chapter 53 Revelation of a Bastard
Irene’s POV
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Aloud groan emitted from me as I stretched myself while still lying on the bed. The sun’s rays found their way to penetrate through the window and white curtains, lighting up the room in a beautiful morning glow that made me stare in awe for a
few seconds.
Damien had left early this morning for the office. Delores dropped Charlie at his school while she went on her own business. I’m not so sure about Lenora and George’s plan for the day. And no intention or interest to know about it.
All I wanted was to feel like a queen in this queen–sized bed and be extremely lazy to the point that I wished I could get
breakfast in bed.
But that wasn’t the case as I happened to be in a residential home and not a royal palace that is usually filled with many royal
servants
I yawned and stretched again, rolling to my side and pulling the duvet over my head so I could go back to sleep. I didn’t even bother to check the time. I know if I was needed by anyone, they would give me a call.
And pretty soon. I was lulled back to sleep. A dreamless and peaceful morning sleep.
What woke me up was the pressure in my bladder that made me briskly walk to the bathroom with the fear of peeing on myself if I ran instead. And once I was able to relieve myself, I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Wore a silky robe over my short pajama set.
I didn’t need to wait for my stomach to grumble before I knew that I had to fill it up. Grabbing my phone from the bedside table, it was already almost 11 AM, which meant that I had been sleeping for the entire morning.
And even though it was a bit daunting to succumb to slumber last night, I was eventually able to fall asleep and didn’t get any nightmares like the previous night.
A nightmare that left me wrecked.
So this long morning sleep was so much needed to rejuvenate and restore my lost energy. But eating food was way more paramount, which made me head downstairs and I made a beeline to the kitchen.
However, the moment I entered the kitchen, I saw what my eyes shouldn’t have seen.
A half–naked George, drinking from a cup with his eyes
closed.
And when I mean half naked, I meant his upper half was clothed while the lower half wasn’t clothed. His morning wood was up and active. And I quickly used one hand to cover my eyes while the other one clasped over my mouth from screaming
That was an unexpected sight.
One that I do not like, not even a tiny bit.
“Irene, what the fuck?” He exclaimed. I guess he finally noticed my presence.
“No, you, what the fuck? Why are you naked when you know you are not the only one at home?” I questioned him immediately. We are adults so I wouldn’t be running out of the kitchen like a high school girl. The only thing I can do is at least give him a bit of privacy by covering my eyes.
“I didn’t know you were fucking at home.” He said but I could hear his voice booming closer to where I was standing.
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“How could you not? What about Lenora!” I asked, wanting to know how accurate he sounded about whether he was telling
lies or not.
“Lenora just stepped out. And we just fucked. So I needed a cold drink.” He replied in a nonchalant voice. “And you’ve seen my dick already, there’s no need to keep covering your eyes.” He added and pulled my hand down from my face.
I didn’t even argue with him. If he wants his dick to be seen, then so be it. But he should at least consider Lenora’s feelings.
“You should at least respect your fiancée.” I pointed out as I walked further into the kitchen, my back facing him.
“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind that much.” He replied, still standing by the door side.
“You should leave and go put on something. That’s the right and appropriate thing to do, George.” I said as I opened the fridge and tried to look for anything edible I could first consume before thinking of making anything else.
I also need to prepare for my appointment in a few hours.
Hearing the door open and slammed shut, I ducked my head out of the fridge and let out a sigh of relief for being released from the awkward situation George put me in.
I grabbed a leftover chicken salad I had prepared before and shut the fridge door, turning around, I gasped and the plastic box of salad fell to the ground.
“George! What the hell?” I exclaimed and he placed his index finger on my lips, “Shhh,” he shushed me.
“There’s no need to be surprised. You’ve seen what is most private to me. And I have a kink that must be satisfied right now.” He pushed me back to the fridge and moved closer to me, I could feel the lust emanating from his body. But that wasn’t my peak worry.
What I’m more worried about is the fact that he has a kink that he wants to satisfy. A kink that he wants to satisfy when he’ half naked
There’s nothing clean about what he is going to tell me next. And I have to start thinking about what I can do to escape this horrible situation between my sister–in–law’s fiancé and me.
“And what would that be?” I asked, pushing him by his chest so he could move back
“I need to see your pussy just the same way you have seen my dick. And if you want more. I could lick and cat you up real good” He answered with a sly smile that represented so much of what wasn’t right
Oh, so this was truly who George is. This is what he stands for.
Damien wasn’t wrong with his suspicion. His hunches might be so right. And now more than ever, I know I will have to intervene on behalf of Lenora. I need to save my savior from a man who has no good intentions for her. He definitely doesn’t love her.
He’s purely a bastard.
“What do you say,
Irene?
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