Chapter Forty five

Third Person POV;

Tracy marched up into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. She grunted loudly as she stomped around the room, throwing a fit for absolutely no reason.

She had tried working with Aiden some time back but no one had let her. For reasons she could never understand, Damien did not agree to it.

In her fit of rage, she decided to not head to her office like she had planned. No one would question her anyway since she was the boss. Tracy owned a fleet of clothing stores, set up and funded by Damien as always.

She decided it was best she met up with Aleena so she picked up her handbag and soon sashayed out of the room. She was well on her way out of the house when she stopped at the base of the stairs leading to up to Damien's room.

She looked around, making sure that no guard was around to spot her going up there in Damien's absence.

She snuck up the stairs and stopped at Damien's door, twisted the knob and pushed it open. She slid in quietly and shut the door behind her. She walked in, admiring the largest bedroom in the house like she always did.

She was in there searching for something but she actually did not know what.

She tiptoed out of the room and ended up in Damien's study. She twisted the knob, hopeful that he had left it open and it truly was.

She slid into the large study, her eyes roamed around just as her heels clicked the floor with every step she took. She made her way to Damien's desk situated in the middle of the room and rubbed her hand over it. She saw the documents piled on it but a particular folder caught her eye because it looked different from all the rest, customized in fact with Damien's initials written in his signature gold font and wrapped in black velvet.

She picked it up and opened the first page and there and then she knew she had hit a gold mine. It was the contract binding Damien and Ariana. It was going to be her trump card.

She hurriedly skimmed through it, not exactly paying so much attention because of her excitement. It stated that Ariana was just a trophy wife and would only be needed to fulfill wifely obligations stipulated for public display which meant that those public displays of affection was all there was to them. She grinned because she was sure Aleena would be so elated.

Speaking of Aleena, it was about time she went over to hers. And in the same way she snuck into this part of the house, she snuck out.

She got into her vehicle and was on her way soon after. She met up with Aleena for brunch at an expensive seafood restaurant.

"Hey." She said as they hugged briefly.

"What's up? Your call was so unexpected." Aleena said to her.

"Yeah, I had to let off some steam." Tracy said.

"What happened this time? Is it Ariana?" Aleena asked knowingly.

"You know it is." She muttered irritatedly.

"Can you believe she got a job at Avilla Corp?"

"Oh no!"

"Oh yes. How does she get to work in Aiden's company and I don't?" She sounded really pained and she was not going to take it. Tracy went on to narrate how she had found out about it early that morning.

"I'm so sure she did not merit that job, she definitely used the Kingston card." Aleena sneered, she agreed.

The Kingston card was what they called using whatever association one had with Damien Kingston in gaining favors at any point.

"Anyways, I have some vital information." She smirked sinisterly and Aleena mirrored it.

"Spill the juice girl." Aleena urged with a frantic gesture of her right palm.

"I found the contract." Tracy dropped the bombshell.

"No..." Aleena squinted her eyes, not believing her for a second.

"Are you serious?" Aleena questioned wide eyed.

"I am." She said before munching on the shrimp in her mouth.

"Are you with it right now?" Aleena inquired eagerly.

"No I'm not but I know where exactly it is." She assured.

"I'm thinking of taking a picture of it and sending it to the media."

"No, it's too soon."

"Not again Aleena, we have solid proof now and the earlier she gets out of our lives the better for both of us." She spoke, getting agitated with Aleena for delaying their plans further. This was so easy to do, why did she have to make it so difficult?

"Relax. Don't you trust me?" Aleena asked in a sly tone.

"We need to wait for the right time to strike and that time is not right now. Just trust me."

Tracy was not fully convinced but she agreed anyway. She just wanted Ariana away from her man, Aiden was all she thought about and Ariana was beginning to seem like a threat seeping into the hearts of everyone and making them think of her as an innocent person when she was obviously a manipulator.

She hung out with Aleena for the rest of the afternoon and when she eventually left she still did not want to go home.

She drove straight to Aiden's condo and waited at his front door for him to arrive, hoping he would not come in late.

Luck was definitely on her side because he came in soon after.

"Tracy, what are you doing out here?" He asked in obvious surprise.

"I just wanted to see you and apologize for what happened the other night." She said with an guilty look on her face as she stared down at her feet. She slowly looked up to see him watching her with hooded eyes.

Mature content!!!

Without warning he grabbed her and pressed his lips on hers. He twisted the knob and pushed his door open with his lips still on hers and once they were inside, without wasting much time, he grabbed her behind and squeezed, she gasped making him gain access into her mouth as their tongues battled for dominance, she let him win.

She moaned loudly as he continued his sweet torture on her neck, kissing, licking and sucking on it. He had her legs wrapped around his waist as he mounted the stairs.

When they got into his bedroom, he threw her on the king sized bed and crept up on her, without warning, he slid her panties down and tortured her with his fingers, she shuddered and felt her wetness grow even further.

He continued his torture until she begged for him to be inside her. He had her take off her dress while he took off his shirt and pants.

"Aiden we don't have protection." She reminded him before he got on her.

"You're on the pill right?" He asked and she nodded.

"I'm clean, what about you?" He probed.

"I am." She affirmed in a whisper.

"Good." He said, kissing her lips before sliding into her.

"Ohhh." She moaned loudly welcoming him in. It had been so long.

Yes, this was not the first time they were having sex. Aiden was her first and she had not been with any other person except him. They had occasionally had sex after the first time but he never took things to the next level, there were times she felt like she was being used by him but she decided to not think about that and just enjoyed the moment.

He rode her slowly playing with her nipples with his hands as he did and then soon increased his pace giving her deep strokes, making her scream his name as she came, he released inside her soon after and they both came down from their high.

"Aiden, I love you." She said to him, he said nothing back but kissed her for a while before flipping her over and taking her from behind.

They went at it for a pretty long until she fell asleep in his arms.

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Aiden stared at the blonde beauty next to him lovingly. He could not explain how he felt for her but he knew he cared for her a lot and did not want her to get hurt.

He was never going to understand why she loved him so much even with all the things he put her through. He wanted to do things the right way but was not sure how her brother would take it. Damien would end his life if he ever found out about him sleeping with his younger sister. It was going to be chaos all the way if he let things go further.

He never felt this way for any other woman but he did not know what to do with his feelings, he wanted to take the next step but he was still unsure of it. He unconsciously kissed her shoulder blade as he forgot how much of a light sleeper she was, that slight touch had woken her up. He watched as she stared up at him groggily.

"Hey." He said huskily with his eyes roving her features as he did.

She smiled, showing off the dimple on her right cheek, he smiled back and pulled her close. She snuggled into him while he laid rubbing her hair with her head on his chest.

"Why did you give Ariana a job?" She asked and he chuckled, he knew she was going to ask that question sooner or later.

"She merited the job Tracy, she did not play the Kingston card." He said knowingly. Tracy was very quick to assume things and he was so sure that that was what she thought.

"Are you sure?" She said in an unconvinced tone.

"Yes, besides I'm not in charge of employing people into positions in my company, that's what the human resource department is for." He pointed out.

"Okay." She said.

"Why do you not like her?" He probed.

"Did you know she trapped Damien into marriage with her just so she could get money out of him?" Tracy asked rhetorically, looking up at him as she did.

Oh shoot! He laughed nervously but was inwardly worried about what she knew.

"How on earth did you come up with such an idea? That's just ridiculous." He said with an awkward chuckle, one that he hoped she did not find suspicious.

"I have proof." She stated firmly..

"What proof? Tell me, so I can help Damien out" He prodded her to speak.

"I heard him speaking to Walter and just today, I saw a copy of the contract on Damien's desk. Aleena and I plan on exposing her soon." She said confidently.

"Wow! This is really crazy." He exclaimed with furrowed brows.

"I know right."

"Trace, I just remembered I have some work to get to. Should I drive you home?" He asked, getting up.

"What do you mean? I thought I was going to sleep over here!" She frowned.

"I don't think you should. It's not that late, I can escort you home and handle my work after."

"Aiden I can't believe you! So now you're going to kick me out because you've had your fill and no longer require a release?!" She yelled angrily.

"No, it's not like that!" He countered weakly. She ignored him and grabbed her clothes, putting them on quickly before marching out of the room in rage.

"Tracy!" He called after her as she reached the front door, struggling into a shirt and pants that he had grabbed in haste.

"Go to hell Aiden!" She hollered in response as she slammed the door behind her.

Not giving up, he followed her to the elevator and saw that the door was so close to being shut. His worried eyes met her angry ones briefly before the doors came to a final close and the elevator descended.

He exhaled heavily and trudged back into his apartment. He did not want to dwell on thoughts of her for much longer, he had more pressing issues at hand.

He dashed up the stairs and searched for his phone frantically. He picked it up and immediately scrolled over to Damien's contact. Damien picked up after a few rings.

"Damien?" He said into the phone.

"Yeah?"

"There's a problem."