Chapter 23

Mia POV
 
"Oh, I'm wet already." With me touching my lower thigh and sucking my lower lips, I could feel that I was in for eager sex.
 
I just had to control my feelings at that time, but still, I needed something to go through my legs, since it's been more than she's gotten pleasure from.
 
I looked at my room to see my son playing joyfully with his toys.
 
" Alexander..." I grabbed his attention with my words.
 
"Mom," he said, looking at me.
 
Alex, darling," I said as I came down from the bed, walking towards him and his playing toys.
 
"What if you get your own room?" I asked him with a smile.
 
" Good!" He reacted joyfully but was still interested in his toys.
 
"Okay," I said, holding on to his arms quickly.
 
"How do you want your room to look?" I questioned him, squatting and looking into his eyes.
 
"Good!" he repeated.
 
"I would just arrange your room in my own way," I groaned, standing up quickly.
 
I went to my bed quickly, picking up my phone from the bed, going through my contacts, and dialing the number of Ethan.
 
"Wassup, darling!" he said from the other end of the cell phone.
 
" Cool!" I smiled without looking at him.
 
"Any problem?"
 
"Can I ask you for something?" I questioned.
 
"Yes""Go on" 
 
"Can we set up a room for Alexander, like a different one?" I asked curiously.
 
"That's no issue."
 
" Yes!" I said, looking at the little boy who played with his superhero figure.
 
"But can we see you in the sitting room in the next 5 minutes?" Ethan requested.
 
"That's not a problem," the caller cut off, not minding what the one at the other end wanted to say to me.
 
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As soon as I figured out the time myself and Ethan planned on.
 
I quickly made my way to the sitting room, where Ethan sat down, already waiting for me.
 
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We both sat in our dimly lit living room, surrounded by stacks of documents and files.
 
Ethan sat across from my own sitting position, his eyes scanning the pages with a mix of concern and suspicion.
 
I couldn't believe what we were uncovering already. It looked like Mr. Joshua, who happens to be my father-in-law was literally faking his illness.
 
"Ethan, I just can't believe this," I whispered, slowly looking with surprise, my eyes fixed on the papers in front of me.
 
"It looks like your dad is trying to manipulate everyone into thinking he's on his deathbed." I picked up the paper slowly, still glancing at it.
 
Ethan's eyes narrowed, looking into mine.
 
"I know. It's like he's trying to pull the wool over our eyes and do something." Ethan was still giving his Stern look.
 
I felt a surge of anger and betrayal within me. 
 
"How could Mr. Joshua possibly do this to us with him knowing we are family?" I asked within myself, still glancing through the pages.
 
"But why would he?" I asked, my mind racing with possibilities and thoughts.
 
"What could he possibly gain from this?" I still threw questions at myself.
 
Ethan shook his head with disappointment.
 
. "I don't know, but we need to get to the bottom of this thing." Ethan wasn't just relaxed and comfortable.
 
We spent hours pouring over the documents and large file, searching for any evidence that could prove our theory and our own thoughts.
 
But the more we read through, the more confusing and hard it became. It was like trying to unravel a tangled web, but the spiders just get plenty.
 
Just when we were about to give up on the research, Ethan pointed to a paragraph in one of the files that caught my attention.
 
"Look at this, Mia. It says here that my father has been making large withdrawals from his bank account." I just felt like ignoring those words, but still.
 
My eyes scanned the page, my heart racing with excitement and anxiety. 
 
 
"That's totally strange. What could he be using that money for despite his laying on the sick bed?"
 
Ethan's eyes locked onto mine with visible thought.
 
"I think I know. I think he's paying someone to pretend to be his doctor." I chuckled slightly at the word.
 
My eyes widened in shock with a little chuckle. 
 
"That's a huge accusation, Ethan. Are you sure your father can do that?" I was already curious.
 
"I'm positive. We need to investigate further and know what's going on?."
 
We spent the next few hours digging deeper, following a trail of clues that led us to a locked room in the mansion. 
 
"Ethan," I turned to him, biting my lower lips.
 
" What?" He questioned, still giving his serious expression.
 
"I'm horny," he said, narrowing his eyes as if he were really surprised by my words.
 
"We are in the middle of something, and you need sex," he questioned slowly.
 
I dragged his shirt closer to him after we both locked ourselves in the room we were supposed to be busy with.
 
I pushed him to the bed and sat on him.
 
"Mia, are you sure about this?" 
 
"I have never been more sure than this."
 
I went down gently on him, sticking my lips into his, which made us both engage in a deep kiss at that moment.
 
I continued kissing him while I felt his arm's moving all around my waist area romantically and lovely.
 
"Do you suck, dick?" After getting out of him, he asked, as his rod was already hard and big.
 
"Giving it a try can't hurt," I smiled as I knelt down slowly.
 
I placed my arms on his dick, pulling off his trousers and underwear. 
 
I placed my mouth gently into it, going in and out for a while. I suckled his dick for as long as he moaned and pushed me deeper.
 
Soon, I found myself on the bed with his rod already in my honey pot, making me look like a real human.
 
"Argh," I moaned and groaned at the same time, still having pleasure.
 
After a few minutes, I felt a sense of relief already within me, and his dick was pouring out his sperm on my skin, which made me happy.
 
"Mia, thanks," he smiled, making me blush.