The Proposal

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Jerome's POV

I finally had her! I felt inside of her and I wasn't disappointed. She completed me. She was warm and inviting. She made me cum quickly. She was moaning in agony. She wanted it all right there standing. I brought her to the bedroom anyways and finished my isometric task.

I woke up expecting to be greeted by her famous pancakes and coffee but I wasn't. I felt for her beside me but the space was vacant and cold. I quickly opened my eyes to discover that she wasn't there. I got up and toured each room and this time, she really was gone. Her belongings were nowhere to be seen. No goodbyes, no notes, nothing! What has she become? She's acting like a whore. I rang her phone but it went straight to voicemail. I ran a frustrating hand through my disheveled hair. I scheduled a flight back to New York immediately. I packed my luggage and left the premises. I caught my flight and seated myself. I leaned back in my seat to relax my frantic mind. The TV was switched on and the morning news was on. "New York reporter proclaims to sue multi-billionaire Mr. Clarke for false accusation against her report." The reporter announced and I was devastated. Is this for real? Just then I saw Rebecca seated in an interview with my lawyer and another reporter as the interviewer. My mouth was gape as she said "Mr. Clarke, pursued to sue me for false accusation against him and his wife however that was not the case. I have proof that their marriage is feign and a cover up for his playboy ways." "And what's that proof?" The interviewer asked. "He is. He will come clean". She boasted. She played me!

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