His Mistress (Book 1)

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ESTA'S POV

"This is the third time this week, you've stayed late at the office. Is your boss overworking you again?" I joked seeing the tiredness of my husband who just got back from work. It was already 11:53am and I watched him stagger upstairs into the bedroom, falling dead on the bed. Within 5 minutes, he was fast asleep already, snoring.

He was working really hard to bring his father's company out of bankruptcy. The debt of the company was huge and his brother Samrat Khan was only adding to it, making my precious hubby spend tedious hours in the office, working.
           
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It was love so overwhelming and consuming when I met my husband Raj Khan for the first time. It was the day before my highschool graduation. Some of us wanted to party the whole night until dawn, so we went to the famous club in town.

I was only seventeen but some friends with connections made it possible for us to enter the club even though some of us were underaged.

We were having the time of our lives dancing, drinking and getting high.

I went to the bar to get myself another drink and there I saw this specimen of a man, so perfectly created by God. Right there and then, I wanted to jump on him but I should practice my home training right? My mother taught me better then that.

I sat down at the bar next to him as we started to talk, totally ditching my friends. While he kept talking to me, all I could do was check this guy out.

I really wanted to eat him out. And after a few minutes of biting my lips and gulping saliva lusting after him, he leaned into me and whispered; "you know Esta, I notice you noticing me"

That was enough to make me discard all the advice my mother has given me all these years. My home training, was flushed down the drain. He took me to the men's room and we did something unholy. A good sin if I may add.

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"Are you crazy Esta?!" My mother screamed as I showed her the pregnancy test result which was positive. I was five weeks gone already but I didn't notice because I could have sworn that I did see my period two weeks ago. But obviously my mom who is a gynecologist noticed and made me take the test and now here we are.

"Who's the father? Who's that fucking bastard that got my baby pregnant?" My father yelled. I knew it was Raj's. He wasn't my first but I have never been stupid enough to let a guy fuck me without a condom. But for Raj, like I said; I lost it and gave it all to him.

I was still in contact with him after that night. We do talk and flirt but we weren't anything serious. "Who's the fucking bastard, Esta?"  My father thundered more. "Raj" I muttered. The next thing I knew, I was in a car with my parents heading to Raj's house.

He was at home and so were his parents and Samrat. The adults talked, more like my parents raining insults on the Khans. What fueled their anger more was the fact that Raj was 21 years old. Which means he's an adult who slept with a minor.

I sat down next to my father biting my nails nervously with my gaze fixed on the floor while Raj stood there with his tail inbetween his legs.