WHITNEY

I wouldn't forgive him. Never.
Not now I am just about to attain my goal.

Sorry Mom but it is stronger than me.

However I didn't want to give up, after this awful night, the moment I succeeded to be alone, I went on Addams' Instagram page.

I couldn't explain why I did it, my mama was true he has the key to my happiness, I felt so empty without him yet we could not be in love as we were before this incident.

I entered his page with a false account, I wanted to know what he was doing, and how were his days without me.

I scrolled his page, and there was nothing added, nothing since the burial ceremony of my mama.

He hadn't posted since this, completely anything, he was completely retiring from the network.

I enter his Facebook page, always with a false account, and it was the same thing, impossible to find out something about him.

What could he be doing? My heart wanted more than anything else to run to his villa and looked after him, to plead forgiveness for what I did to him, though my brain wanted revenge, my wit cried for retribution.

And I will follow that path, I will follow my plan till the end.

I threw nervously the phone onto the mattress after my search after Addams hadn't worked as expected.

This son of bitch was In the closet getting ready for his going out. He had a business meeting, and he would be absent for two days.

Fortunately for me, I shouldn't be seen with him for a while, therefore, he would go with Petterson.

That was the perfect occasion to sneak into his office and do my possible to have those proofs, On an occasion like that, I wouldn't get it twice.

I would be alone without anybody to stop me.

That was why, I couldn't give up, not after everything I did to reach this step, I was so fucking close to what I always dreamed of.

God had helped me, until now, he hadn't forced me to have sex with him, but every night as he hugged and tightened me, I felt his cock erected on my ass, one of the disgusting feelings I had to bear every night.

Though this torment would have an end very soon.

"I will miss you" He came and kissed me, he planted a chaste kiss on my lips.
He wore his suit, a black three pieces suit, with his business suitcase in hand, he was ready.

"I will miss you too honey" I responded, standing on my feet to take him on for a hug.

As always, he wrapped his hand around my waist, tightened me, his head on my neck and he inhaled my scent.

"I would have liked you to be at my side during this trip, we would have traveled as a couple" he mumbled with a kiss on my neck, I felt this horrible mustache on my neck.

"I would have liked too honey..!" I said with a pause

"But..!"

"I know our reputation will be the cost" He interrupted me.

"We have all our time in front of us" I added.

With a last kiss, I helped with his suitcase and we headed to the door, Petterson was waiting for us at the entrance.

He was very elegant, also in a three pieces suit, and he grinned a smile that lightened his countenance.

I knew he was happy for me, for us with time, I had examined his personality. He knew I would have the time I needed to find whatever I would want against him.

He knew he would reach his apogee when he would come back to this trip.

"Don't be a silly girl" Petterson said with a huge, to tell me goodbye.

"She won't" Armand replied smiling, with his hand around my waist, he considered it as a joke whereas Petterson was advising me.
As I always said with this man, nothing should be considered simple, he evaluated every word that came out of his jaw.

I didn't give a response to his assertion, a nod was enough to tell him I have understood.

"Hope you won't be tormented again by this nightmare" Armand expressed, passing his palm on my cheeks.

"Don't bother, I am stronger than you think, and I will call you every night before going to sleep, to hear the sound of your voice, it is sufficient for me to dream well" I uttered, on my tiptoes I struggled to kiss him, he matched his lips with mine.

At every move he made my heart oozed, I felt the blood oozing from my heart to the ground.
However, this agony was better than feeling him inside of me, feeling his cock penetrate my pussy, was just awful.

Moreover, I had to play the sweetheart lover, hence kissing him was the simplest thing I should do.

I looked at them entering the vehicle, a black jeep, a very beautiful one, the gate opened they were gone with other black vehicles following them, it was the convoy.

As I saw them crossing the gate, I sighed, exhaling deep air as if they have discharged me from a huge burden.

Since the last time I entered this secret room, I hadn't done it again until now, it was Petterson's idea. The day Armand had left me inside the office to look after Petterson, it was to talk with him about this trip.

After Petterson had received the information he advised me to wait, that the best moment would be when they would be out for this trip, and he was right.

Now, I could take my time to look after whatever I would want.

I didn't have to waste any time, every second was precious.

I precipitated myself to this office, my heart racing, overwhelmed with joy and excitement, I could barely notice the noise of my heels on the floor, it had been replaced by my heartbeat, it was the only noise I heard at the moment.

I was trembling with joy.

I was in front of that door, I had just to cross it to fulfill my objective.
I held the wristband and tried to open it, but it didn't work, my eyes widened in amazement.

I tried one more time, and another one, forcing it with my shoulder, even with all the strength I could use, it didn't work.

He had locked the door.

What the hell was that? Did he have some suspicions against me? Why has he done this?

My heart received a shock.
It can't end like that, I wouldn't have another opportunity so early again.