Lust Contracts 18+ Hunting for Love with My Three Contract Husbands

166 Just Clients

“Let me help you clean a little. It’s really leaking out everywhere…” Adrian said with an amused chuckle.

I felt something soft pressing up against my flooded opening and realized that he was helping me wipe away the mixture of our love juices. The entire room smelled of our sex and I wondered how this room could be used for the next patient. That thought crossed my mind for a moment and then I realized that there were other things that I had to worry about that didn’t concern the welfare of the next patient.

My legs still felt so weak, and my insides felt so melted from the force of his thrusts. Adrian turned away from me after he was satisfied with cleaning me up. My mind was still in a daze but when I gathered my panties and slipped them back up and adjusted my dress, I could feel my anger boiling up inside of me. I slowly got off the bed and adjusted my dress before letting out a sigh.

While we were doing it, I really wanted him, and I truly enjoyed our passionate tryst. However, now that it was over, there was a burning feeling of discomfort and frustration inside of me and I couldn’t help but direct my anger toward him.

“Do you seduce other women here like this?” I asked coldly as I turned to face Adrian.

My sudden question must have caught him by surprise before he stilled for a moment as his green eyes stared back at me. His stern expression relaxed into a charming smile as he took a step toward me.

“Oh…what kind of rumors have you been hearing about me?” he asked innocently.

“Adrian…” I muttered his name darkly.

I should just get out of here before we get into an argument for real. My temple started throbbing and I could feel a real onset of a massive headache. I wondered if he realized that he shouldn’t have done something like that to me and that he simply didn’t have the right.

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“If you don’t like doing it here, should we go for another round in my office?” he suggested, and I couldn’t tell whether he was just toying with me or if he was being serious.

“No…I want to get out of here…” I replied as I turned away from him.

“Should I take you home? Millie probably misses you already…” he offered sweetly from behind me.

“I don’t work for you right now,” I stated emotionlessly.

To my surprise, he did not make any effort to stop me as I grabbed my handbag and made my way hastily out of the examination room. Thankfully, the doctor was not yet back and there was no one else around to witness my departure. When I finally made it out into the hallway, I let out a sigh and pressed my eyes closed.

That was a complete disaster…

Nothing would have been worst than what had just happened and the way that it had just ended.

Or so I thought…

“I see. So that’s how things are between you two,”

Just when I thought that life couldn’t get any more complicated, another unexpected encounter is thrown my way. I didn’t even want to open my eyes to come face-to-face with reality or the man that was probably standing right in front of me right now.

If only time would stop, and I could be set free…

“Brandon…” I whispered his name with my eyes still closed.

I’ve heard his voice often enough for me to recognize it even without seeing him there. After letting out another sigh, I slowly opened my eyes to confirm that I was right. Standing right in front of me was Brandon with an unreadable expression on his face. For some reason, I wasn’t that surprised by the fact that he had not left me.

“Seriously, you two really took a while…” he said lazily.

“And you were just standing here the whole time waiting?” I snapped sarcastically.

“I didn’t want to disturb while my fiancée while she was having her fun,” he replied as equally sarcastically.

I had no idea what he was thinking, and I hated just now unreadable he was when it mattered the most. Maybe this was one of the reasons why things didn’t work out between us back then too. Maybe I just thought that I understood him when I really didn’t understand him at all. That thought only clouded my mood even further and it didn’t help that now I was angry with two of my clients.

“He’s just a client…” I stated to clear up any misunderstandings.

That was what I kept telling myself as well.

“What about me? Am I just a client to you?” Brandon asked as he narrowed his eyes dangerously at me.

Why is he asking me these things and why does he seem so angry all of a sudden?

“Of course. You and him, both of you, are my clients,” I replied truthfully.

I’m their contract wife and they are my contract husbands. That was all there was to it. At least, that was what I tried to tell myself. That reminder will always stay close to my heart to shield it from letting my personal feelings intervene with my work. I knew that the games that we were playing was extremely risky and dangerous. Whoever lets their guards down first and get their feelings involved, will be the one who ends up getting hurt in the end.

It seemed like I had become so talent at running away from my clients all in the matter of a few hours. I managed to flee from Adrian and after running into Brandon, I ended up fleeing from him before things would get even more heated between us. By the time I made it back to my apartment, I felt so drained of energy and just wanted to sleep.

I took a rushed shower and washed my hair. Drying my hair helped to take my mind off my current list of problems for a moment.

–To be continued…