He missed fucking her
Kathleen stormed into Henry's office angrily. Quinn had embarrassed her so bad back at the mansion and she couldn't retaliate at all.
Henry was calm and didn't even budge when she entered.
"What is the meaning of what you did, Henry?!" She didn't even bother to sit down before she thundered.
"What are you talking about?" Henry placed his chin on his clasped hands.
"Don't take me for a fool! What is Quinn doing in our matrimonial home?!" She was very angry this time.
"Matrimonial home? When you already have someone fucking you aside me?" Henry retorted.
Kathleen's eyes went wide like saucers. Her mind was blank.
Did he know?!
Did he know she was having an affair with Xander?
But how!!
Except he had been keeping an eye on her of course.
If it were any other time, she would have been happy.
But how could she be happy in that kind of situation?
She felt burrowing the ground and diving inside.
Her marriage was at risk.
At that moment, she forgot about Quinn entirely.
She had to deny.
She was sure he had no evidence against her.
"What the hell are you talking about? Fucking someone else outside marriage?! Are you trying to change the topic?!" She had to deny it to the end.
What if he was just testing her?!
Henry didn't say anything. He brought out some photos and placed them on the table.
"Does this ring a bell?" He watched as her face alternated between red and blue.
"What's this? What does this has to do with me?" She initially thought he knew about Xander.
But who the fuck was in those photos?
She picked them up and her face turned pale.
The lady in the photos was obviously her.
But who was the young man?
"This isn't me. You photoshopped this didn't you?" She was shaking.
She knew the picture wasn't photoshopped; it was real..
And it meant one thing; she actually slept with someone!
"Photoshopped? Alright let me show you something else." He unlocked his phone and played a video for her to watch.
He passed it to her and she reluctantly accepted.
As she watched the video, she almost dropped the phone.
What the fuck! It was her...
She looked and acted as a slut in the video.
An indignant look appeared on her face,
"It's edited. I'm not the one!!" She was determined to deny it till the end.
"You can stop lying to yourself. I can't stoop so low to frame you." Henry said coldly.
"What do you want?" She took a deep breath and asked.
Since he brought out the photos, he obviously wanted something.
"Nothing much. Stop poke nosing into my affairs. Leave me alone." Henry snarled.
"But I'm your wife." Kathleen was adamant.
She should leave him alone? What a joke.
"Wife? You should be thankful I haven't divorced you yet." Henry laughed in mockery.
Kathleen's face turned pale. It was then she understood the severity of the situation.
,"He forced me." Kathleen said.
"You were forced,; really??" Henry was amused.
Kathleen's mind raced; she wanted to figure out when and for how long he had been hiding the secret for.
Wait...
Then it hit her!
That was the day they got married!...
This jerk!
He had such a secret and he had been hiding it for months?!
"Don't worry... This marriage had never been one of love anyways. So, what difference does it make?" Henry shrugged.
Kathleen blinked... He was right.
The marriage was only an alliance..
But..
Did that mean he wasn't aware of Xander?
Hah... Thank the heavens.
Kathleen turned and embarrassingly left the room leaving a smiling Henry.
He hadn't wanted to reveal the photos to her. But, she left him no choice.
He wanted to have some peace and quiet with Quinn.
Speaking of her...
She hadn't allowed him touch her for weeks now.
Although they weren't sleeping in the same room, Henry couldn't believe that his seduction skills wouldn't work on her!
He had seduced her before, and he could do it again.
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Nighttime.
Quinn was calmly lying on the bed in her room, when Henry came in.
He locked the door behind him.
Quinn looked at him and groaned inwardly; she had forgotten to lock the door.
What now?
"Didn't you hear my car drive in?" Henry smirked as he stepped closer to her.
"I believe that's none of my business, is it?" Quinn said coldly.
"Cut the crap, Quinn. Stop putting on an act. You want it don't you? Tell me you want it." Henry was bare chested, with only his sweatpants on.
"Want what Mr Henry?" It was Quinn's turn to smirk.
"You want my cock, don't you? You want me to fuck you just like before, right?
"Do you think so? It seems you are living in your world of fantasy, Mr Henry." Quinn laughed without mirth.
Was he mad, or maybe dumb?
Henry didn't continue trading words with her.
In minutes, he was beside her and he pinned her down on the bed.
"Still playing games with me? I'm in no mood for that." With that he lowered his head and captured her lips.
He kissed her and released all his pent up emotions.
It was at that moment he realized...
He actually needed her! He didn't want her; he needed her.
He wanted to become one with her.
At first Quinn put up a struggle, but she soon succumbed.
Henry's hand went down to her full breasts.
"Your breasts has gotten more suppler and soft." He growled into her mouth.
Quinn closed her eyes as they kissed.
How long had it been?
Almost nine years... Did she miss him?
She didn't... As he said, she missed his body and not him.
What had he done for her?
Nothing at all... Except fucking her of course.
"Heavens... Quinn, I need to be inside you right now." Henry groaned impatiently.
His little brother was already hard.
Maybe it was due to the fact that they hadn't gotten intimate for a long time.
He fucking missed her body!
