The Grand Mistress

"I don't remember you making any mistakes," Simione answered, not sparing a single glance at Hawk Monsanto. She was then taking care of her hair, combed  it with her fingers and soon applied some conditioners and shampoo into it. 

"I'm sorry for leaving without telling you," He said helplessly. He could feel her coldness and the fact that after she gave him a satisfying release, she refused to look at him and went on with her bath as if he wasn't there.

"You don't have a way to tell me you are off to another city," With Feather—she wanted to add that, but her mouth couldn't just utter the bitch's name. Feeling already uncomfortable, she bid him an instant goodbye, "I'll finish off my bath now, I'll log this off—"

"Please Cat…." Hawk cut her off, almost begging. "I wanted to see you….I mean, can we linger a bit longer?"

Simione wanted to refuse but there was something in between their lines—unsaid emotions and words—that made the girl unable to say no to him. However, right at this time, Simione also didn't want to talk to Hawk—She was upset and if only she had not gotten herself drunk, she couldn't dare to do what she just did. She thought however that, if Hawk would linger a bit on their video call, she basically wouldn't have anything to say to him so his presence there was kind of a bit useless.

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"I'm already tired," That's all she managed to say, hoping he will just cut the call off and sleep through the night whatever he was feeling then, just like what she was planning to do.

"You don't have to talk to me, I know you are upset," He knew she was. Her voice and her cold treatment to him confirmed it all and although he wasn't sure it was he she was upset about, he still didn't want to risk it. Besides, just then when he saw Simione, he realized how much he missed her already that he wanted to stare at her beauty for a while, naked or not. "Just let me see you…"

"Whatever," Simione rolled her eyes, now blatantly showing him she was mad. Hawk Monsanto was clearly trying to appease her but she was not a stupid fool anymore. She wouldn't let him get through to her again and will never forget, he was just a man, like all the others—an animal who couldn't keep their word—although, she was very sure Hawk Monsanto didn't give her any words of assurance to hold on to. But still, how could he be so caring with her and make her feel like she was very special and then fly to another city after a few days with another woman.

As another tornado of anger and annoyance came over to Simione, her desire to punish Hawk Monsanto eagered. Without warning, she stood up from the tub where she sat and let her whole body flaunt in front of him—his once exhausted manhood immediately stood up, ready for another round of action.

"Cat…" Hawk swallowed a breath. Simione's gorgeous body was like a perfect sculpture. She had the right curves in the right places and her skin was so smooth that anyone would be enticed to touch it, even Hawk himself. The only thing that covered the girl's intimate places were the tiny bubbles from the tub that started popping off, slowly revealing all of Simione's skin and flesh.

Right then, Simione flushed the water from the tub and opened up the shower. She rinsed herself, totally eliminating all of the bubbles, leaving nothing to cover any of her skin. Hawk just like the last time, held onto his manhood and started another round of race. The girl was showering in front of him and the view of the droplets of water raining down on her skin made all of his limbs twitch painfully. Something was rising again in Hawk's stomach and even when he was exhausted already, he already couldn't control his urges that he had no choice but to give his body another release. 

And he did. Thrice in row before Simione stepped out of the shower, done and satisfied. The girl was very aware of what he was doing but she didn't give a damn. Tonight, he can only wish to have her and let himself be satisfied by his own hard work. If only he didn't go with that Han's heiress, he could have a chance to be in her bed and have a taste of her, but since he chose to be with Feather and pissed her, then such chance was only something he could only dreamed of having. Simione was clearly and  thoroughly convinced she would not ever be fooled by Hawk Monsanto. From now on, all her ventures and encounters with him will solely be for the purposes of her Feather revenge and nothing else, as it should have always been.

***

Feather had been there, standing for hours in front of Hawk Monsanto's room. Her tears had dried already and her fingers had sullen for banging the door too many times and yet Hawk seemed to have not heard it all.

She didn't hear every conversation his mistress and he had but she could hear his moans and cursing as if he had another woman in his bed right then. He had been calling someone else's name while he was satisfying himself and she knew right then that whoever was he was calling that night, that whore did give him something. Something that made him moan with so much pleasure and gratification.

In the midst of him doing his thing, Feather couldn't take it all anymore and so she ended up banging his door but even when hours had passed, Hawk seemed to be oblivious of the fact that she almost knocked off the door in her anger. His moans and curses lasted for hours and when the wall clock hit dawn, Hawk had one last moan, almost screaming uncontrollably before his room sunk into silence. He must have gotten too tired of the release he had and knocked himself off to bed, now snoring peacefully with a big smile painted on his lips. His naked body spread into his bed while his phone was still on, having Simione on the other line, also sleeping.

Hawk and his mistress were already dreaming while Feather was still at the door, very miserable.  She couldn't bring herself to sleep, not when Hawk virtually had s*x with another woman and managed to get so many releases when she, his very own fiancee, couldn't even manage to arouse him. She felt so little for the first time in her life and heartbroken because obviously, she had fallen in love with M Conglomerate's president already. However, even when he had promised her a wedding, her place in his heart seemed to have been corrupted by a wicked sly witch who probably let her lover drink a love potion. If not, how could she explain the fact that even when Hawk proposed and promised her pure love and devotion, he still ended up having an affair with another woman. A woman who was surely not as worthy and deserving as her.

Feather had definitely lost to that witch tonight but if that woman thinks she was too easy to handle, well, she was wrong. She'll get back at her until she bleeds and realize Hawk Monsanto was meant for her and only hers alone. With that, Feather wiped off the tears on her cheeks, hugged herself thoroughly before she went into her room and tucked herself to sleep. This failure will be just for tonight, the next following days, she'll make sure to get even.

***

The next morning, Hawk woke up late already. He was so exhausted last night that his body merely forgot his wake up time. He had always been up early, not until that day. Last night was wondrous and he didn't know that getting laid virtually with Simione was far better than getting laid with any woman. She was so addictive and appetizing that last night, he couldn't just know when to stop. Even the view of Simione sleeping peacefully with her red blush made him come and so his body then, was very alive, after such a refreshing night. For once, he had forgotten about his work and what was left was his desire to be with her.

As soon as he was done reminiscing about what took place last night, Hawk grabbed his phone and checked if Simione did video chat with him. It seemed like a dream and although he sprawled all naked in his bed, he still had doubts if ever it was all true. When he saw Simione's account and the history of their video call last night, Hawk's smile went big and wild. Alas! He finally had contact with her! He spent a few minutes trying to thread a good morning greeting to her as if it was such an important task and when he had finally sent it, he stared at the screen for a few more minutes waiting for her response. 

Simione didn't reply and she wasn't active on her account too so Hawk thought she might still be sleeping then. 

'Perhaps later I can call her again when she's free'

Such thought made Hawk excited and so he went with his morning routine with so much vigor and joy. He first went into the shower, cleaned  himself from his own sweat and tidied up, ready for what's to come next.