Chapter 145 - One Secret

“Where are you going?” Satisfied at the same tired from a great wild intimate night, Winston Ford asked who was still lying on the bed.

“You already served your purpose. I’m going.” Trishia replied while seated on the bed fixing herself.

“Come on, Baby! It’s late stay with me tonight.” He got up and smooched her bare shoulder.

“You wish! I’ll contact you when I need you.” Trishia Meyer replied.

Their relationship was clear and they had been 6 years in this kind of f*cking-buddy relationship. It started when she went to the bar to release her disappointment in chasing Bill. For so many times she tried to seduce him, he always ended up dumping her. Driven by all her frustrations towards him, she selected a random stranger in the bar and they shared one crazy wild night in a hotel near the bar.

That guy was Winston Ford.

“What’s your name?” Winston, asked while pumping her hard.

“You don’t need to know,” Trishia answered while savoring the pleasure of his hard.

“You are so wet, baby.” He murmured while plunging himself to her deepest core.

“Ah!” Trishia cried out with pleasure and satisfaction.

“That’s right! I like that scream.” Winston muttered while making his moves fast and deeper. Every plunge she screamed until they were both satisfied. They were both panting as Winston rolled over to sleep beside her. The air inside the room suddenly smelled with their after s*x fragrance.

“What’s your name baby?” Winston asked again embracing her.

“I don’t give names to strangers.” Even she felt pain in her lower body, she sat up and wanted to exit the room.

“Wait! Where are you going?” Winston asked frowning while holding her arm.

“Going out,” Trishia answered lazily.

“Baby, aren’t you satisfied with me?” Winston whispered fanning her ear while embracing Trishia from behind.

Trishia smirked. “Look. I have a boyfriend. What happened between us here stays in this room. Okay? No one should know about it and better if you forget me.” The boyfriend she’s mentioning was no other than Bill Sky. In her mind, he’s already hers. Soon she would become his wife whatever it takes. She was also a superstar, she could not afford such a scandal especially she was up to her best in pursuing Bill. She couldn’t ruin her image in the eyes of his man.

“Okay.” Winston nodded and smirked. “I got it. But you are too yummy to forget, Baby.” After saying his words, he slowly kissed her bared back bit by bit up to her neck then to her lips. Then the atmosphere became intensely wild again. They had done it so many times up to the sunrise.

“Still going?” Winston asked frowning.

“Yes.” She smirked with a tiring tone.

“Well then, take my card.” Winston gave her his business card.

“I don’t need that. I don’t need to see you again.” Trishia refused.

“Come on! Take it. I know you will contact me soon.” Winston insisted proudly and blinked at her.

Trishia looked at him with a smirk and snatched his card.

She looked at it and was shocked to see his name.

Winston Ford.

‘Ford’ Trishia remembered something in the past.

Amanda Ford.

She was a newbie in the entertainment industry. Amanda was a very ambitious and goal-getter person. As long as she wanted something, she would do anything just to get it. That’s why from a newbie she became a very famous supermodel instantly. Then, became the new face of Sky Corporation.

It was rumored that she threw herself to the CEO Bill Sky and climbed to his bed. Many of her fellows were envious of her as she put up herself on the pedestal swiftly. As the rumors continuously circulated the industry, they landed on Trishia’s ears and got her full attention especially the matter with Bill Sky.

With a vicious motif, she made friends with Amanda. As they said, know your enemy first. The superstar and the supermodel became close friends. They had worked together for various projects but Amanda Ford was always the favorite star of the crowd. Her followers in social media were always increasing day by day. Trishia had become only her shadow.

They both like Bill Sky but when Bill had to bring a muse in one of his functions abroad, Amanda was chosen.

With extreme jealousy and anger, Trishia exploded.

One day, Trishia organized a surprise birthday party for Amanda Ford. She invited celebrities and big bosses in their industry. Famous media covered the party. All their friends, fellow models, and actresses were there.

“Happy Birthday!” Trishia gave Amanda a glass of wine smiling at her sweetly.

“Oh, thanks a lot, Trish! Thank you very much for all the surprises.” Amanda said with such an amazed tone then, she hugged Trishia and got the wine from her hand.

“Oh, It’s not all. I still have many surprises for you before this night is over.” Trishia replied with a sweet smile. She was like an adorable puppy but like a wicked beast inside.

“Cheers?” Trishia added the clinked her glass to Amanda’s.

“For friendship and to more success in our career,” Amanda shouted happily and gave her a toast. They drank their wines in one go.

The birthday party was held in a garden of a big mansion that Trishia rented. Everyone was in their fabulous cocktail gowns and suits. She sent an invitation also to Bill’s office but he didn’t come. As expected, he wasn’t interested in such kind of occasion. Well, Trishia was pretty happy that he didn’t come at least she knew Amanda wasn’t important to him.

“Trish, I think I drank too many tonight. I already feel dizzy.” After drinking her wine, Amanda uttered with a flushed expression. She suddenly felt her head was very heavy and everything was spinning.

“Are you okay?” Trishia sounded worried.

“I'm fine. I think I am already wasted. I’m just going up and rest for a while.” Amanda started to stride inside the mansion.

“Wait! Let me go with you.” Trishia offered.

“No. Stay here. The party isn’t over. Please do the honor to entertain my guest on my behalf. Okay?” Amanda answered.

“Okay. Have a good rest then. Come out when you sober.” Trishia answered.

Amanda went directly to the room as she felt her body was extremely hot.

Trishia was left with a menacing smile on Amanda's back while gulping another glass of wine.

“Trishia, dear, have you seen Amanda?” Amanda’s manager asked her. He was with a group of foreign people wearing executive suits. They seemed there to offer Amanda a new big project.

“No,” Trishia denied with a sweet smile. She sensed that those foreigners were big foreign investors that’s why she showed her best charm to them.

“Oh, wait. Trishia please entertain them first. They are very important guests. They are here to offer a big collaboration project for Amanda.” Amanda’s manager whispered.

With an agreed expression, Trishia nodded with a smile. Then Amanda’s manager excused himself to his visitors and strode away.

“Hi, I’m Trishia Meyer. I am very delighted to meet you.” With her best alluring smile, Trishia gave them her hand. The three foreigners gladly shook her hand and smiled at her.

“Oh, you are the famous superstar.” The tall foreigner man recognized her first. They were actually choosing between her and Amanda for the project but the majority voted Amanda.

Hearing the man’s words, she nodded with a delight and sweet expression.

“You are so beautiful.” The other blonde man said. Among the group, he looked the youngest.

“Thank you.” Trishia’s smile widened. Those were her favorite words and she always wants to be praised.

“Are you Amanda’s friend?” The third foreigner was a sophisticated middle-aged woman.

“Yes. We are actually very close.” Trishia answered wearing her friendliest expression and best smile all the time.

“Oh, it’s good to hear that. Then maybe we can ask you about her.” The tall man butted in.

“Please… I don’t mind it. What is it?” Trishia answered with her best approachable expression.

“Hmmm… The image of our company is very important to us. Our respectable image had been known to many countries so we are hoping that Amanda Ford is the best choice.” The sophisticated woman butted in trying to fish for information about Amanda but before she could continue with her question,

“Ah! Get me, baby!” Amanda’s coquettish voice suddenly sounded. The crowd was dumbfounded as their eyes landed in only one direction. The wide big screen in front of them. Amanda had no clothes lying on the bed. Then two men came out and started to give her pleasure. The playful threesome was witnessed by all the guests at the party. The two guys were Amanda’s fellow models.

"No way! That is my boyfriend!" A model shouted angrily pointing at the other man on the screen who was kissing Amanda's private part.

“Stop this! Stop this nonsense!” Amanda's manager was almost going to explode as he blocked the screen with his big body.

“Oh, Baby. You guys are too good! Give me more. F”ck me more!” But Amanda’s coquettish voice sounded again.

Loud clamors, disgusts and laughs were heard around. Foreign visitors were disgusted and exited the venue swiftly while Trishia was seeing the screen calmly gulping her wine with a very pleasing expression.

The video stopped when the manager found out the room where Amanda was. He covered him with a thick quilt but Amanda struggled from it as her body was still craving for sexual satisfaction.

The next day, Amanda Ford’s birthday party scandal was the headline of all tabloids and newspapers. She was also the topic of all TV news and entertainment program in the town and abroad. In addition, her name became the most search on the internet and social media. Her fans turned her bashers and it rapidly grew from time to time.

The next day, Amanda was still the headline but this time, it’s not about her scandal anymore. Because of what happened, she couldn’t bear her treasured and hard-earned reputation was ruined, she decided to end her life.

“What happened?” Winston asked seeing Trishia caught in deep thinking.

“Nothing. Bye.” Trishia was back to her senses and strode away.

After that night she asked someone to investigate Winston and on the same day, the investigator confirmed that Winston is the older brother of Amanda Ford.

At first, she decided not to see him again but her body wanted him whenever she’s in a bad mood. For 6 years, they benefited from each other on the bed and her other activities as he was reliable in some ways. She could control Winston but one secret of her should not be known to him.

She drugged Amanda that night.

Meanwhile,

"What he's doing here?" Damien asked Lira sternly seeing John in the house.

"Oh, I called him too. He can help us to find Adam." Lira explained.

Arabella was uneasy seeing John but her mind was all with her son. She couldn't think clearly as her heart was beating to its highest rate. She felt that she's going to break down sooner or later but she was refusing to her body. Adam needed her. She had to do everything to find her only son.

The police came up after Damien reported the missing child.

Lira put Adam on his bed early then she took a quick shower but then when she came back to check on Adam, he was not in his bed anymore. She looked everywhere in the house but she could not find him. He's gone.

Arabella was very weak for not sleeping overnight but she could not feel it as she was preoccupied with Adam. The whole midnight, they cooperated with the police and drove around the city to find Adam but they didn't find him. This gave her an absolute conclusion that Bill got Adam as an act of revenge for hurting him that night. He was the only one capable of kidnapping her son inside her own house.

“Bill, where’s my son? Where’s my son?” With a haggard look, Arabella rushed inside his office hysterically. She didn't care what danger she would face by entering his office again. All she wanted was to see Adam and her instinct was sure, Bill had him.

Bill didn’t reply to her instead he continued signing on the papers piled up on his table.

“Bill, please if you are angry with me, if you want to kill me, please spare my son.” Arabella’s hands were already on his table. She was crazily disturbed by his no reaction and crazily worried about Adam.

Bill still didn’t give her his attention.

“I am here now. Kill me now! Just don’t touch my son!” She added in a demanding tone.

He still didn’t answer like she wasn’t there.

“Bill, please give me my son back, please.” Her voice was already helpless as her tears came flowing like rain.

After her words, Bill put down his pen. Slowly, he looked at her with his dark eyes pierced to hers.

“You mean, our son?” Finally, he spoke.