Married to the loveless CEO-Chapter 145: One night stand

Agitated, Becca sat up and removed the phone from Davian’s pocket. It was Silvia that was calling him. Becca scoffed then switched off his phone.

She stood up to keep his phone and she did something real quick before she returned to Davian on the bed.

As she began to unbutton his shirt, his hand held hers.

"Silvia..." he mumbled.

She was a little irritated by it but she continued. "No, Becca and I’m better than Silvia,"

"Just let me." she added and captured his lips immediately. She moaned as his hand went to the back of her head and he began to kiss her back, deepening the kiss.

...The next day morning...

Davian’s eyes opened slowly. His head was throbbing, as he was about to get up, he felt something restraining his hand and that was when he noticed Becca.

Her head was on his stretched out arm as she slept.

How did he end up on the same bed with Becca?

He removed his hand slowly not to wake her up but she still woke up anyway. She sat up and when she brought the blanket over her bare chest, that was when he realized that they were almost stark naked.

He sat up immediately as well.

"Becca? What is this?" he questioned.

"What do you mean ’what is this’? Not even a good morning," she grinned at him, her hand went to her cheek to support her head as she was still feeling a little sleepy.

"What happened? H-How did we end up like this?" Davian doesn’t want to believe what his head was telling him. He really hopes it’s not what he is thinking.

"You don’t remember?" she taunted him.

"Well, that was one hell of a one night stand I must say," she added.

No...

Davian stood up almost immediately, "How could you Becca? How could you take advantage of my drunken state?" she didn’t answer and Davian just began to get dressed with his clothes which he had spotted.

One night stand? That means he didn’t return home last night.

No! Silvia...

"Argh," he groaned at the thought.

"Where the hell is my phone?" Davian demanded, once he was fully dressed.

"Over there, on the drawer," she replied. He grabbed it, and without saying another word, he just dashed out of her room and out of her house.

He had collected his keys as well and so when he got to his car, he got into it and drove off. What explanation is he going to give to Silvia for not coming home last night?

He can’t possibly tell her about the one night stand with Becca. Would she be able to forgive him even though he was just drunk?

He has no choice but to lie to her.

The thoughts were adding to his headache as he drove home. He got there and since it was weekend, he met Silvia at home.

He didn’t see her downstairs and so he felt a little relieved thinking she might have gone out but then when he entered their room, he saw her sitting on the bed.

"Silvia," he voiced.

"You are finally home, I thought you would never come back," she started.

"Why? Why do you look like you have just seen a ghost? Or as if you were caught red handed doing something?" she added.

He didn’t respond. He just sighed and shook his head a little as he proceeded to the bathroom.

"Don’t you have some explaining to do?" she questioned.

"Why didn’t you come home last night? Where were you? Didn’t you think I would be worried?" she continued.

"I landed that multi million business deal I had told you about, so I took all my employees out to go get a drink. It was late, I was drunk and so I spent the night at Lucas’ place," he responded.

"But-"

"I have a hangover Silvia. Please let me take a shower first, at least," he interrupted her and without waiting for her to respond he walked into the bathroom.

"..."

He came out after some few minutes, he had a bathrobe on and he was using a small towel to wipe his hair. Silvia was still in her sitting position.

"You spent the night at Lucas’," she repeated. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Yes, I did. I already told you," he affirmed.

"But I had called Ray up last night and he told me that Becca would be bringing you home because you were drunk and he wanted to go home to his family since it was late," Silvia informed.

Davian bit his lower lip, what a backfire!

"That’s...that’s true. But Becca didn’t take me home, she brought me to her house because she too was feeling tipsy and so she took me to her place since it was closer because she didn’t want us to get into an accident," Davian explained.

"Then why did you lie to me at first?" Silvia asked.

"Argh because of this, this insecurity of yours. What? Are you doubting me? Do you think I cheated on you with her?!" he demanded.

She stood up, "Your words, not mine,"

"My husband didn’t come home last night and I asking about his whereabouts makes me insecure, right? RIGHT?!" she continued.

Davian sighed, then he walked towards her. His hands landed on her shoulders as he held her gaze.

"I’m sorry. Listen, I did spend the night at Becca’s and I didn’t tell you at first because I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea. I slept on the couch all night, I even have a neck ache as it is. I’m sorry," he apologized, then he pressed her head gently onto his chest in a light embrace.

After, he let her go to see her nod, he walked over to get dressed. When he was done he decided to go have breakfast, she didn’t join him because she had already had her breakfast.

She walked over to the dressing room and when she got there, she saw the shirt that Davian had wore previously. Call it paranoid, but she still picked up the shirt to perceive it.

It had Davian’s scent but with a mixture of female’s perfume, probably Becca’s. There was lipstick on the shirt and when she looked closely, she picked up a strand of whitish blonde hair- Yeah it was totally Becca’s.

But this was normal right? She is his secretary and she follows him around all day. This is just a coincidence.

Right?

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