Chapter 2: Broken Aftermath

Leon, Mr. Phoenix. Surely, you can’t tell me you don’t remember last, all that happened between us.” Stephanie tried to reason.

“All that happened between us? I was drunk, and you deceived me. You brought me home in the disguise of taking care of me, and then you seduced me because, explain how the hell we are both naked, how?” Leon said, and Stephanie stared at him in disbelief.

She couldn’t believe he was claiming not to remember all that happened last night and was trying to pin it all on seduction.

She opened her mouth and tried to explain again but was cut short by an angry Leon, who said, “You have five minutes to get dressed or my security men will come in and take you out of here still naked.”

Stephanie felt like someone poured cold water on her body, and she shivered more from embarrassment than fear. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

She wrapped the sheets around her naked and looked for her clothes while trying hard not to cry. She would never let him see her cry.

“You came to my office drunk last night, crying about your ex-wife Adriana, who cheated on you and left you. I knew you had to leave the office as it would not be a good look to be seen in the office in that state, so I helped you come home. You! You came on to me, and I couldn’t resist; I gave in, and we had sex five freaking times last night, with you initiating it every single time, and yet here you are saying I seduced you. How cruel.” Stephanie explained bitterly while putting her clothes on.

Leon put on his trousers and turned to look out of his floor-to-ceiling window. He closed his eyes while Adriana talked and felt guilty about what he had gotten the poor girl into.

Of course, he remembered the previous night, and his cock was still hard thinking about how he had pounded her in different positions the previous night.

She was a thorough tiger in bed, even for a virgin, as she almost did him in, but he had to clean up his mess somehow, and claiming that she seduced him was his only way of doing that. He felt sorry for her, but he had a reputation to save.

Leon turned when he heard his security men come in and said, "James, drag this intruder out of my room and my estate. I have no idea how she got here, but I never want to see her again.”

Leon washed as his guards walked over to a fully dressed Stephanie, but she held her hands up, quietly telling them not to touch her. She straightened her shoulders and walked out herself, with his security rushing to show her which way to go.

Leon felt a little bit guilty, but he couldn’t help staring at her ass as she walked out, thinking that he would love to grab her ass again, but he had to do what needed to be done to save his reputation.

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Stephanie curled up on her couch, eating chocolate cake while watching a horror movie on TV. She had cried her eyes out in the past two weeks, and she needed a distraction from the horror movie, and it was doing that at the moment.

Her MacBook showed a notification, and she checked to see that it was another email from her boss asking if she was okay. Two of her work colleagues had shown up at her door, but she refused to answer them. They rang the bell for a while and left, leaving a sticky note on her door.

Stephanie knew she was a mess. She couldn’t believe that the man she had been in love with for years, unknowingly to him, had finally noticed her back but he did so, drunk, used her to satisfy his sexual urge and get over his grief, then discarded her like a used toy.

She hadn’t gone to work because she felt so humiliated and wasn’t sure she was strong enough to face Leon Phoenix if she saw him. He also said he never wanted to set eyes on her again, and Stephanie knew that he was a cold and powerful man. She didn’t want trouble.

She scooped a large portion of her ice cream cake and was about to eat it when she heard a loud banging on her door.

Stephanie was about to ignore whoever it was, but the voice she heard next stopped her mid-action.

“Stephanie Chase, it’s Leon Phoenix. I know you are in there, so please come out. I'd like to talk to you.”

She walked quietly to the door and checked the peephole, then withdrew sharply. Leon stood at her door in all his mortal glory.

She closed her eyes and thought to herself, ‘What does he want now? How did I get myself into all of this mess? Why did I follow this crazy man to his house?’

“I know you are in there, and I am not moving an inch from my car until you open up, and I know you can’t stay in there forever. Please, I just want to talk.”

Stephanie left him at the door and went back to her sofa to continue with her horror movie, but she couldn’t concentrate as he kept pressing her bell.

Out of frustration, she took the cake to the kitchen, went to the bathroom, washed her face, arranged her hair marched angrily to the door, pulled it open, and said, “What?! Just what the hell do you want, Leon Phoenix? Are you not done embarrassing me? I have neighbors.”

“Hello to you too, Stephanie Chase,” Leon said softly. “I just came to say that I am sorry and I have a proposition for you. Please hear me out.”

Stephanie opened her mouth and closed it many times. She was expecting so many things when she opened the door but not an apology. And a proposition? What does he want now?