Zeke’s POV.

“Zeke, it was just the maid.” Layla said, tapping my shoulders.

“Oh.” I exclaimed. “I thought it was Kaylee.” I added, trying to get myself up. It was then I noticed how hard I was. Was I really this desperate to get into someone’s pants?

Kaylee had not allowed me to touch her since the wedding and I promised myself never to cheat on her. Now I wasn't sure if I could keep that promise for long.

I noticed Layla's eyes on my trousers. I was sure she noticed that I go hard. I was tempted to tease her but I knew how naive she was. She might actually get scared.

“Don't mind this. I haven't fucked in a while.” I said casually, moving away from her. “You should get some rest. I will prepare dinner for and have new clothes delivered to you.” I added, moving to the dressing room.

I couldn't cook in the outfit so I decided to change into something comfortable. I wore a plain white shirt and gray joggers. When I came out of the dressing room, Layla was already asleep.

“You must have been really tired.” I whispered before leaving the room. I descended the stairs and made my way to the kitchen.

“Leave!” I ordered all the maids as soon as I got in the kitchen. I always liked cooking alone. I usually don't cook for just anyone but since my actions endangered Layla's life, it was the least I could do for her.

I opened the cabinet to make sure that everything I needed for the meal was available. I had planned to make extra creamy pasta and chicken. I moved to the freezer and brought out frozen chicken.

Before I could start the process of defrosting the chicken, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pulled out the phone and saw it was my executive manager calling. What could he want by this hour of the day?

“Speak!” I said as soon as I answered the phone call.

“Good evening Mr Reid. Sorry I called by the hour.”

“Would you continue to make noise or tell me why you called?” I snapped, sounding impatient. Distractions are one of the things I hate, especially when I cook.

“Well, I just got an email from my secretary. It was from Mr Steve….”

“It is Saturday for goodness sake. Couldn't you wait till Monday?” I said, interrupting his statement midway.

“I could but it might be too late before then. Mr Steve is planning to pull out his investments from the company.”

“Is that really the reason why you decided to call me on a weekend? If Steve wants to pull out his investments, let him do that. We have other investors.” I responded, sounding agitated.

“You don't understand sir. He is one of the major investors we have.”

“Don't call me again. If there is any problem, we will talk about it on Monday.” I said, hanging up the call.

“Last I checked, you are invested in your company. What changed?” I heard Kaylee's voice across the room. She leaned against the wall and had a seductive smile across her face.

Damn! What the hell was she wearing? Was that a see through nightwear?

My eyes traveled around her body with lust. All her curves were visible. She wasn't wearing a bra so I could see her nipples. The only part that was covered was her mons pubis which was due to the red underwear she was wearing.

She moved slowly towards me and her perfume filled the air. God! She was driving me crazy.

“Zeke.. my eyes are up here.” She said, snapping her fingers.

“Right.” I responded, averting my gaze from her body. I cleared my throat and locked my eyes with hers. “How I handle my business is not your concern Kaylee.” I stated sternly.

“Sure, it isn't. I was just concerned about you.” She responded. I noticed her expression change as soon as her gaze traveled around the kitchen. “Don't tell me you are going to cook for that one eyed bitch.” She said, her voice filled with disgust. She crossed her hands under her breasts making both of them shake simultaneously.

My dick already getting hard but I couldn't let her see it. I have a hunch she knew exactly what she was doing.

“Respect my girlfriend Kaylee. She is much better than you.” I said.

“Okay.” She replied without arguing.

Was she really not jealous?

She turned her back away from me and moved to the fridge. My eyes were on her ass as she walked away. They were bouncing with every step that she took.

I watched as she opened the refrigerator and brought out a can of soda.

“Oops!” She exclaimed, dropping the can of soda to the floor. “How can I be so clumsy?” She murmured but I heard her loud and clear. She swiftly bent down to carry the can, giving me a clear image of her ass.

I gulped instantly.

I felt like my dick was about to rip my trousers off. I was aroused to the core and more than anything, I wanted to feel myself buried in between that nice ass.

“Gotcha.” Kaylee said, excitedly. She picked up the can and turned to face me. Her eyes immediately went down to my trousers and smiled widely as if she had just won a lottery.

The dropped the soda on the kitchen island and moved closer to me. She placed her hand on my cheeks and slowly moved it down my face.

“You know you could have all this right?” She said, still grinning. She used her other hand to raise my right hand. Before I could say an extra word, she placed it on her boobs. My whole body responded by vibrating. It was softer than I ever imagined.

“You just have to send that one eyed bitch out of the house.” She added.

Without thinking twice, I grabbed her by the waist and carried her up, dropping her on the kitchen island …..