All for love

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Lesley sat in one of the rooms of the continental hotel. She wanted to die of mortification. Iredia was flashing through her mind but she pushed the image aside.

She couldn't let guilt stop her from saving his mum. He talked about her all the time and it would ruin and change him if she goes to the beyond.

Just the news of her condition had changed him into someone else, someone lesser. If she died, things would definitely turn gloomy and she couldn't accept that not if she could do something about it.

The bastard was in the bathroom getting ready. After a year of chasing after her, he would finally get what he wanted. She choked back a sob.

"No! Not now. I have to be strong, i have to find a way to also win in this situation."

Two million was a large sum. Iredia was just one of his lowest employees. Receiving a shitty sum while he worked his butt off. It was a known stuff that he used people and paid little but life was hard and Iredia had to manage.

Mr Khare walked out spotting only briefs and Lesley nearly gagged. His protruding pot belly coupled with his chest that was decorated with white and black hairs and lost waist under the tummy gave an alarming site.

His erection was pronounced, a little erection that if not for the situation, she would have laughed.

He made to grab her but Lesley schooled her features and put on a haughty smile, she irked at him and patted the bed.

"We need to talk first sir, we have all the time."

He produced a very disgusting pout.

Was he trying to look sad?

Disgust rolled inside her but she quenched it down. He sat and she moved in.

"I need two million today sir."

"What! From where Lesley. Surely you know the economy is hard. My business is not booming that much."

"It's the reason why I came here, surely you know I wouldn't do this especially with you."

"Oh yes you have said that over a hundred times already but everybody has a price and you just named yours."

Lesley willed her self not to react with a slap on his face.

"This is not the time for pride."

"Maybe. But that is my price. Two million and you get to do what you've always wanted."

"You are a fine piece of meat lady but I won't give that much for just a fuck. I can bring out only a million for you. It's your call."

He tried to put his hands on her lap but she swatted it away.

So this was it then, she would get what he wanted. What other way? She hated the next thing she was about to do but she had to.

She swallowed hard. She stood up purposely letting her gown ride up a little as she allowed her purse slip from her hands and all its content spilled out

Letting out a gasp. She bent down suggestively taking her time to pick out every piece, wiggling her butt as she did so.

"If you can't, then we have nothing else to discuss Mr khare. Sorry for wasting your time."

She turned then and saw him salivating. She bent low to pick the last piece on the floor . Her breast spilling out of her gown.

He squirmed on the bed and she knew she had gotten him right where she wanted so she turned and headed towards the door before he stopped her.

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