CHAPTER FIFTEEN
HAYDEN'S MISTRESS
........... HAYDEN ............
"I can't believe that you allowed me, come to your home on the day of your wedding." Molly said to Hayden sitting on the bed as she seductively crossed her legs
"Do you have a problem with that?" He asked leaning on the wall
"Of course not sweetheart." She replied
"Why did you have to get married to her when i am available? What does she have that I don't have?" She questioned
"Molly you know that you and I are just fuck buddies, there is nothing special about what we have." He said
"But..........." She was about to say something before Hayden cut her off
"No but Molly, now just put yourself to good use." He commanded still leaning on the wall
Molly stood up from the bed walking towards Hayden with slow steps as if she was counting her steps.
Hayden just glued his eyes on her, Molly stood in front of him with her body slightly against his, she gently caress his hand chest and abs.
"I missed you love, even though am angry at you, but still I want you, I want to feel you inside of me, I want you to kiss me." She said
"Don't you miss me and my touches huh? Don't you want me?" She asked biting her lips as she leaned forward to Hayden's face slightly raising her legs to reach him.
She brushed her lips against his just as she was about to lean away Hayden held her waist claiming her lips kissing her so roughly like a hungry lion.
.......... TESSA ...........
I walked into my room like a log of wood feeling so damn exhausted.
Exhaustion from everything that is happening around me.
Exhaustion from the wedding
Exhaustion from leaving under one roof with that godforsaken jerk.
And another Exhaustion which I can't really understand what is it.
Let me just sleep maybe after waking up tomorrow morning I will feel better, I slumped on the bed and rugged myself into the white duvet.
I have managed to get a little food inside my stomach, I didn't allow Hayden and his mistress or girlfriend whatever she is get to me and get in between I and my food.
"Omg sleep here I come." I muttered silently smiling sheepishly
Just then sleep started knocking at my eye lids, I closed my eyes and was about to drift off to the other sweet world when I heard some strange noises not just weird noise but moans.
I definitely know where that noise is coming from.
"Oh....... Hayden ........ oh....... mmmm...... mmmmm ....... this feels....... so....... good..... harder........ I .. .love you...." The noise kept coming from the room beside my room.
What is this? When I am about to get my beauty sleep
Can't one have a fucking decent sleep in this house?
The moaning of Hayden's mistress or should i say whore became louder.
I used the pillow to cover my ears but it seems the noise kept on increasing
"God save Hayden and his mistress soul." I yelled getting up from the bed
My eyes were so damn red and I was fuming in anger.
If Hayden and his mistress don't have any shame or morals I am going to teach them how to have one.
My heart was heavy as I pulled the door of my room open closing it with a loud bang, I walked towards Hayden's room with a heavy footsteps.
I stood at the door and banged heavily on it, I was about to bang it for the second time when the door suddenly pulled opened. And Hayden came out looking angry
"What is the meaning of this Tessa?" He thundered
I instantly clenched my fist in anger glaring dangerously at him
"Don't you have any atom of shame Hayden Leo Anderson?" I yelled at him
"Babe who is that nuisance that is banging on the door like that?" His mistress asked leaning behind him
I felt like smacking her face but I had to restrain myself
"Hey you slut, I don't have time to exchange words with a slutty mistress who looks like a demented fool." I shot at her and she opened her mouth looking for words to say to me
"Back to you Hayden." I said facing him
"Hayden I am not stopping you from fucking your numerous slut but don't you dare disturb my sleep again !!!!!" I yelled angrily
Hayden who had his eyes slightly opened let out a chuckle wanting to talk but I cut him off again
"If you both disturb my sleep again I am going to break down this door and do something that you both don't expect." I warned storming off to my room
I shut the door of my room with a loud bang, I walked straight to my bed and fell heavily on it.
Hayden mistress is so lucky that i am in a good mood if not I would have used her face to mop the entire street of New York.
**
It was a Sunday morning. I was having breakfast at the table, replaying last night's event in my head. I have given all the maids a day off, I told them that I was going to prepare breakfast.
I was brought out of my thoughts by Hayden entering the dining room.
There was no sign of his whore from last night. Good thing or I might end up killing her.
He looked fresh and clean, dressed in a white long sleeves and red dress pants with a red tie.
He placed his coat on a chair and proceeded to fix his cuff links while calling the maids.
When no one answered his calls, he went looking for them, but obviously couldn't find them.
Frustrated, he entered the dining room and looked at me.
"Where are the maids?" He asked acknowledging my presence for the first time.
I looked up and answered. "I gave them the day off since it is Sunday."
"I have been screaming my throat for fifteen minutes." He said, glaring at me.
"Can't see why, when you could have just asked." I shrugged, standing up to get his plate.
"Did they prepare my breakfast?" He asked sitting down on the seat across my seat.
"No, they left early, so I made breakfast."
I placed the plate of pancakes, syrup and scrambled eggs before him
As I was making his coffee, I looked to see him eating his breakfast and I searched his face for the reaction that said he liked what I made.
However to my utter disappointment, his face held no reaction. He just went on eating.
I placed his coffee in front of him to which he muttered a soft 'thank you' and sat down to eat my own breakfast.
We ate in silence after that.
I glanced at him and flashed back of how my dad always compliments my mother's cooking and how she would blush.
How sometimes they used to steal from each other plates.
How my mother would prepare my dad things and send him off to work with a kiss.
Even though I deny myself love there is nothing I want but a complete and happy family.
My own family. Deep down it is one of my desire, that I know I am not fortunate enough to have.