The Billionaire's Hired Wife

"You're late, where have you been?" Orion's voice was grave, but Calista could detect the underlying tone of nervousness.

She shook her head, "Nervous? Does billionaires get nervous?" she got rid of the thought and replied him, "Yes sir. Is anything the matter?"

He took short, but predatory strides towards her, "You should be around at all times, I didn't marry you just for show." He muttered, jabbing her finger at her face.

Calista scoffed, resisting the urge to eye him indifferently, "I am not your slave, nor am I a captive, I believe I have freedom to move as I please." She retorted.

Orion's face hardened, "You. Are. My. Wife." He said, laying emphasis on each word, as Calista opened her mouth to reply, he cut her off, "You know what? Suit yourself." With that, he walked out, slamming the door behind him.

"What is his problem?" Calista thought, going up the stairs to her room.

Orion drove recklessly to the club, already under the influence of alcohol, "I hope Dad would be okay with me." He kept thinking and managed to work himself up, hence the need for alcohol.

Taking out his phone and dialing a quick number, "Come on, man, you should come with me." He shouted into the phone's receiver, but the other person chuckled.

"Nope, you're on your own with this man, don't drag me into your mess, I need my beauty sleep." His best friend replied before ending the call.

"That little shit." Orion muttered, walking into their usual clubhouse.

The moment he stepped through the security check, he could feel eyes on him as usual, "Hm," he hummed, "Now, this is what I'm talking about." Smiling, he walked to his regular spot.

In no time, the girls were all ready to keep him company, "Orion," one batted her eyelash, "We were wondering who you thought is most beautiful." She pointed from his left to right as the girls looked at him expectantly.

Kissing his teeth, "Is that a trick question, Kimberly?" he started, but before he could charm the girl with his smile, she sneered, standing abruptly.

"It's Diana, fuck you, Orion." She stomped out of his sight.

Orion looked at the other girls, not wanting to suffer the same fate as Diana from Orion, they all stood, one after the other. "Yeah, I'm not dealing with this tonight."

"Sorry, Orion,"

"We will hang out some other time, okay?

One after the other, Orion finally found himself alone, he decided to focus on his drink and have a quiet night to make his thoughts go away. Few minutes later, he found himself approached by another woman. This one didn't look familiar and this spiked Orion's interest, especially because she sat right beside him.

"Your face doesn't look familiar, first time here?" he asked, downing his last cup of amber liquid and signaling the barman to fill his table again.

She chuckled, flipping her hair behind her back, "Not exactly, I've seen you around, but you haven't noticed."

Orion began to choke on air, for dramatic effect, "What?!" he placed a hand on his chest. "I've been a fool to not have noticed a woman as exquisite as yourself."

The woman's eyes went directly to his ring finger, noticing the shining ring he has on, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you not supposed to be with your wife?"

He smiled looking at his hand, "Oh, this silly thing?" chuckling, he continued, "It's just a thing between my best friend and I. we agreed to wear something similar to a wedding band to wand the girls off and judging by my being alone, it sure is working." He lied smoothly.

She rolled her eyes, "I'm here, aren't I?" she chuckled. "I'm Rihanna, and you are?"

Taking her hand in his and placing a gentle kiss on it, "I'm Orion." He replied, "I have a feeling you and I are going to get along smoothly."

Their conversation flowed easily and they asked questions back and forth, Orion lied when it was necessary and for a man that was halfway drunk, his lie didn't get caught.

Rihanna suddenly stood, holding out her hand, "How about we take this conversation elsewhere?" Orion was taken aback by her forwardness. "I'm forward, I know, but you would have asked anyway, right? I simply made it easy for you."

He looked into her eyes, contemplating for a moment, "I am married to someone, this is wrong." His conscience told him, but he decided against all moral value. "I don't care." He mumbled inside of himself as he stood up, taking her hand.

"Yes, I was going to ask, and yes I like that you're forward. But I'm afraid I've had too much to even think about driving and I already gave my driver the day off." He explained as he fought with his conscience to stay on the right path, but in the end, he won.

"It doesn't matter, Orion. I have a room at the hotel nearby." She looked at his lips, then back at his eyes. "Come on."

It didn't take long for them to reach Rihanna's room, the moment the lock clicked in place, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him against the walls, not wasting any time either, Orion claimed her lips as his. She moaned into his mouth.

It was pure lust as they fought for dominance across the room, from the wall to the bed to the table, in the end Orion won by slowly and sensually rolling his tongue against hers, she gripped the hair at the back of his head tightly, enjoying the tingling sensation Orion's trick brought her.

They broke the kiss, gasping for air, "Do you have a condom?" Orion asked, taking off his clothes and watching her do the same.

"I'm clean and you look like someone who is too." She replied seductively, placing her lips on his as he gripped his member in her hand. The warmth jumbled up Orion's brain he forgot what he asked. And the moment her mouth engulfed his member, he threw his head back, enjoying every moment of the erotic session.

***

Orion opened his eyes groggily, feeling the memories of the previous night rushing in and the gentle weight across his chest didn't help matters, "Ugh!" he groaned, rolling off the bed, trying his possible best to not wake the woman.

"Miranda? I believe that is what she said her name was." He thought as he looked around the room for his clothes.

Carefully, he got dressed and was ready to leave, but the moment he opened the door, he came face to face with an older man that looked exactly like the woman he left on the bed.

"What the fuck did you do to my daughter?!"