Chapter 9

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Last week Friday, I had an argument with my wife.... again. Ever since her sister's children arrived in our home, things have been chaotic, especially now that they are on a school break.

Those little triplets are uncontrollable.

Eight babysitters have quit their jobs in a matter of two months.

I don't blame them though, those little rascals can make anyone go crazy.

The last babysitter quit her job last week Friday. It was impromptu and Megan and I had no backup plans.

Megan pleaded with me to stay with the kids while she goes for her photoshoot. She promised to be back early so I can meetup with an important client of mine. Since I can't say no to her, I agreed.

I was angry at her because she didn't keep to her promise and I had to apologize and reschedule with my client.

My anger resurfaced that night when I found out she didn't make it back home on time because she was busy having drinks with her stupid colleagues, while I almost ran mad looking after the kids.

We had an argument that night and I stormed out of the house to go have a few drinks at the club.

My best friend Carter was supposed to meetup with me at the club, but he stood me up to go fuck some chick.

I couldn't ignore Megan's phone calls anymore because she kept on calling persistently.

I picked up the call and yelled at her angrily as I left the VIP area to somewhere quiet.

Megan began crying and begging me to come back home. I was still angry at her and I spoke to her rudely, because this is not the first time she was doing something like this.

Sometimes I can't help but wonder if she values her acting career more than she values me and our marriage.

We've been married for three years now with no kids. I want my own kids, but Megan says she is not ready for kids yet, because she is at the peak of her career.

She is more concerned about her acting career and she thinks having kids will not only ruin her perfect figure, but she won't have the time to look after them considering how she always travels to different locations to shoot a movie.

Just when I thought my problems couldn't get any worse, some crazy slut vomited on my fucking suit.

These cheap sluts without manners are the reason why I don't enjoy myself in a club.

If that club wasn't mine, I wouldn't have been that patient with that weird girl.

As the owner of the club, I try as much as possible to handle crazy situations like that, if not, that club wouldn't have been a success, because there are way too many clubs out there and just a few stands out.

After a short weekend, it was Monday again. Monday arrived so fast for some reason.

I fucking hate Monday mornings.

I was already having a very busy Monday morning then suddenly, the crazy slut decided to grace my office with her annoying presence.

It was silly of her to think I wouldn't remember her. I can never forget those striking grey eyes that held so much audacity in them... like she wasn't afraid of anything.

Besides, who can ever forget such a pretty face.

Unfortunately, she is just a pretty face with an empty brain and I don't need such people in my company.

After I rejected her application, she decided to do something absolutely insane.

It’s not very often that people surprise me. I expect the worst from everyone, even myself, but hers was on a totally different level.

I still can't believe she stripped in my office and tried to seduce me into giving her the job.

I'm human, and of course I got hard just staring at her luscious ample breasts. It took all my will power to look away, but my fucking cock had other plans.

Even though she has a very tempting body, I can never bring myself to cheat on my wife.

I love my wife so fucking much that I can never fall into temptations like that because of the fear of her leaving me.

I don't think I'll survive if she ever decides to leave me someday.

Megan is the love of my life and I can't take it when someone tries to insult her or say bad things about her.

That bitch almost drove me mad with her insulting words. I was so fucking furious that I almost strangled her with my bare hands.

But, I just couldn't, especially when her fucking tits were staring right at me.

After I threatened her, I'm sure she'll think twice before pulling stunts like that on me again. Finally, I called security to drag her out of my office.

She almost left behind her panties as the security was dragging her out of my office, good thing I remembered it on time, because I wouldn't want to mistakenly find myself in any scandal.

As I picked up her panties with a pencil, I could smell her arousal.

That bitch wasn't lying when she told me she was wet. Like how the fuck can someone get wet during an important interview?

The worst part is that she had the audacity to even tell me how wet she was. She should go work in a strip club instead, I'm sure she'll make a lot of money. My company is certainly not for cheap sluts like her.

When her panties landed on the security guy's head, the horror on her face was so fucking hilarious. I'm sure she has learnt her lesson.

After that kind of embarrassment, she still managed to walk out with her head held high. Such a weird girl.

When I was done with work for the day, I hanged out with Carter, just to kill time. I don't want to go back home yet, until those little rascals have gone to bed.

Megan and I are still looking for a good babysitter to look after the kids.

We can't just hire anyone, so until we find someone else, we agreed to take turns in looking after them.

I'm glad today is her turn, cause yesterday was mine. I'll go back home when I'm sure they must have gone to bed...yeah, that's how bad it is.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 01 ⏰

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