The day had begun well, at least for Sienna.
The sky seemed bluer than it had yesterday. Probably, the endorphin rush from the leg shaking orgasms she had last night gave her something to think about.
Sienna walked out of bed still wondering why Aiden had fucked her the way he did last night.
"What has changed? Has he realized that he still loves me?" She thought, running her hands down the rail with a sheepish smile.
The thought of him releasing in her gave her a bittersweet feeling. "If I get pregnant, he would probably stay at home to take care of me".
Lydia had prepared the girls for school, which meant she could have the house to herself.
She walked into Aiden's study hoping to find some answers. All along, something had felt off, she had been fed half truths and possible lies.
He had kept her away from his company, she had no idea what was going on there, how much he he earned or the net worth.
Rumor has it that 'The Aiden Dynasty' is fast rising to be one of the top companies in the city.
But he doesn't want her in his business, or any business at all. Aiden had claimed she did not need to work. He would give her all she needed. She just had to stay at home, take care of the children and the home.
But they had Lydia. A housekeeper.
She strolled round the study with slow deliberate steps. The soft padding on her feet barely audible against the thick white carpet. Her hands grazed the shelf, lingering on the threshold of a truth she wasn't sure she wanted to uncover.
Her eyes darted around, from the perfectly aligned books on the shelves to a desk that held a world of papers that she had never touched.
"Am I ready for this?"
A part of her whispered that ignorance was bliss, and whatever dark corner of his life she was about to uncover might forever change everything. "After all, what you don't know can't hurt you." She thought.
But the weight of uncertainty was already suffocating with every breath she took.
Sienna rifled through the scattered documents on the desk, her trembling hands betraying the storm brewing inside her. The pulse in her throat throbbed visibly, her breath quickening with each passing second. "Who the hell is this? What?" Her voice cracked, barely above a whisper as she stared at the papers.
Sweat trickled down her face, her body tense with the weight of the discovery.
She had always sensed something was off, but she could never have imagined this. She thought she'd find financial records, maybe proof he was hiding his growing fortune. Instead, this—this was far worse.
Her knees buckled, and she collapsed to the floor, consumed by a torrent of hate, shame, and disgust that clawed at her insides.
"How could he?" She squealed.
Sienna always had her doubts, but she would have never imagined.
His travels, his late nights, she assumed he was working hard, trying to keep his company relevant, like he claimed.
Her fury was uncontrollable now, pushing her to move faster, more frantic. She paced around the study, yanking open drawers, rifling through their contents with desperate hands. She needed more—an undeniable piece of evidence, something that would leave him no room to lie.
Then, her gaze locked on a brown, flat file peeking out from beneath the bottom drawer. Her heart pounded in her chest, a silent confirmation of the truth she dreaded.
With trembling fingers, she pulled the file free, tears spilling down her cheeks as she unfolded the papers inside. The stark black ink on the white A4 page shattered the last shred of doubt. Her worst suspicions had come true.
Rage stormed through her shaking hands. She threw the heavy books off their pristine shelves. The sound of them hitting the ground have her a satisfaction.
Paper flew around in the air.
His notes once carefully and precisely placed, torn apart by her trembling hands.
His globe... His special antique globe rolled off its stand, crashed, splitting open with a hollow sound.
Satisfied, she had shattered it like the pieces of her trust.
Sienna stormed out of the study, wondering what her next move was going to be.
...
"Hello baby, I was wondering why you had not come to visit earlier" Harper rushed in to hug Aiden as he walked into her apartment. "Where were you last night?"
"I had some issues to sort out at the company" Aiden said lightly.
"At least you weren't with that old hag you call a wife," Harper blurted, her voice laced with impatience. She circled around him, eyes narrowing as she searched his face for a reaction. "When are you going to make this official?"
Her hands moved to his shoulders, kneading gently as if to soften the blow of her words. "You love me, don't you? Have you lost that connection we once had?" Her tone was coaxing now, laced with subtle desperation, as she leaned in closer, giving him a gentle massage on his shoulders.
" I just need to ensure that she has nothing against me when I do, and then I'll be all yours."
The tension in the air was palpable. It has been over a year, since Aiden had promised to bring her into his home.
"Have you given her the papers?" She asked. " What's the delay?" She was beginning to get furious.
"Have I not done enough? Have I not played my part? I am tired of being a laughing stock when I go out with the girls.
I had your babies when she couldn't give you any, I satisfied you when she wasn't available."
"Fifteen years Aiden, fifteen years. I have waited with you, I waited for you while you spent it married to someone you didn't love. Why did you even get married to her in the first place? You should have stood up against your dad."
"Let's not go over all of that again Baby. I promise you, it would all be over soon."
She needed an assurance, a reassurance. "Jaden and Landon need you now more than ever." She rubbed his head gently, letting her other hand unbutton his shirt.
"They are becoming men, and they need their father. I can't handle them the way you would."
"Yes... Yes, I understand you Baby, just give me some time."
"Alright. But I must get an answer before Jaden's 18th birthday."
"Alright baby, come here and make daddy happy."
"Not today. I need to go shopping for the vacation I'm having with my friends." She bent towards his already erect cock teasing him with her mouth. "I need five hundred thousand. I also need to upgrade my phone, heard the new series are out." His white cock was getting firmer and firmer.
"I can't afford to look cheap."
"Yes baby, I'll give you whatever you want. I just want to go down on you." Aiden pleaded. He unzipped his expensive leather trouser. Leaving his white kalvin clein brief.
His big cock was pushing to be released from the it's prison.
She squeezed his testicles, causing him to let out a gentle moan.
Her mouth gently taking off his underwear, releasing his already erect shaft.
She gently licked his pink head, her hand stroking his length with so much gentleness.
"I'll finish up later" she got up leaving him comfortless.
Harper took pleasure in teasing him, and having him beg. He deserved it, she often thought to herself.
She had begged him for attention all these years he spent with his wife after getting her pregnant in highschool.
Aiden was caught in a fix, but his heart belonged to Harper, it has always been. She was his highschool love. She was that girl that everyone on campus wanted to be or be with. But she chose him.
His problem started when she got pregnant. His parents did not approve of their marriage. It was going to tarnish their image.
He had to marry a woman from a respectable family, and Harper, despite everything was just not that girl.
Aiden's parents offered a solution, to sponsor and take care of the child, but would never let them get married.
His parents objections did not stop their young love. A year after he married Sienna, he got Harper pregnant.
They spent the weekends together, went on numerous vacations, while Sienna did not have the slightest idea.
"Fuck !" Aiden cussed. He wondered how he was going to break the news to Sienna. He wasn't ready. Not just yet.
"She's a good woman" he muttered to himself. But it was her or Harper. And deep inside, he knew his decision.
Lost in his thoughts, he lost track of time.
...
Aiden pulled into the driveway. Sienna stood at the entrance of the house, the silence between them heavy. The house stood eerily still. Ayla and Brielle—usually making their tiktoks outside—were nowhere to be seen. He glanced at Sienna, but she said nothing. Maybe they're out with their friends, he thought, forcing calm into his racing mind.
But the silence ate him up more than a raging Sienna.
He walked into his study innocently hoping to get some air before he goes to face Sienna.
Fuck!
His heart dropped. His palms were immediately sweaty.
Papers were scattered everywhere, books thrown haphazardly off the shelves.
A cold realization hit him like a punch to the gut. It was time to choose. He wasn't ready to face her, at least not today.