Rewind

A year ago…

Two people were happily together. The male owned his own company and loved his wife, returning every day to her side. He had a life of envy because she was once a multi-champion who had previously won many medals and had accumulated fame across the country. 

She was the perfect wife, he had wooed her in school and won her affection. Later they had dated and together they had built what they presently have together.

"President, we have the latest magazine of the madam!" Someone exclaimed. Of course, he would rush and be among the first to look at it. He did not have to speak when the magazine was placed before him who strode across the room and took it from the man's grasp. 

He looked at the cover of the woman who wore the red form-fitting dress. She was not the widely accepted beauty; she was taller than the average woman; she was bigger, and her hips were wider…greedily he watched her suddenly feeling furious because all the others did the same, even if she sat, she was still too beautiful!

He saw her legs, those beautiful legs that were usually wrapped around his waist. 

What made him almost crush the magazine were the two males standing behind her. They were the two bastards who had tried to talk to her many times!

He had never taken a photo with her but they got the chance and on the twentieth edition; He felt a strong need to lose his mind!" The madam is so beautiful! I love her dress!"

"Yes, I heard it was personally designed for her by the Sunin family,"

"Really, hm, well it's no surprise the madam is quite famous even if she no longer competes."

"Her face is still all over the country and even the world!"

"Correct!"

"The president is extremely lucky."

"Ahh, I wonder—"

"It's the madam, she is here!"

"She is here guys. Look busy!"

A loud whisper was heard, and many people grabbed things in their hands and began walking around, a tall extremely beautiful woman exited the elevator with a smile on her face holding a large basket. A few stole glances at it swallowing audibly. A smart woman walked forward but she was blocked by the broad-shouldered male who approached the woman. Though the man is extremely handsome and has been ranked among the top ten most handsome, she had no eyes for him. 

She was so angry that she could only turn around and run away trying to hold back her angry tears. Her friend chased her before sparing a few glances back. 

"Layla, don't be sad, I am sure you—"

"He does it each time! it was my turn, and he blocked my path."

"Layla—" She cut herself off a bit before she continued to speak further. "He…he is her husband!" She whispered. The woman, now crying was in disbelief. She looked at her friend, feeling betrayed by what she had said. The friend said only the truth, pursing her lips. "Ya-ya, we worked hard to enter this company. We followed most of her competitions and finally saw the man who stole her. I just wanted to hold something of hers. "

"The president is extremely possessive of the madam." The two spoke in hush tones, while the man took the heavy basket from his wife's delicate hands. He looked at the woman as though he wanted to eat her. He saw how she looked up at him as though he were her world. He was proud and happy. 

"Wife, come and have a seat." He said softly, guiding her to the office. He did not look back, refused to, and even walked down the corridor glad he made them stay a distance from his office. "Husband, you smell so good."

"Well, wife I can't wait to have you." He growled in her ear, snatching her up with one hand and entering his office locking the door with a flick before proceeding to strip her from her clothes. He will have her as an appetizer and later eat what she brought before having her again for dessert. 

In a large office, a man took a woman with mid-back length flowing thick hair on a desk. Her thighs were parted wide to fit him between who proceeded to impale her who was arching, emitting low moans and screams beneath him.

In the quietness, you could hear her wetness and the slapping of flesh.

This went on for some time before both paused to eat what she bought before continuing.

One would think the woman would be exhausted, but she was filled with energy looking at the man on a side who rested silently.

Her eyes flicked, exposing for that moment in time many emotions before disappearing. 

The man who slept had a faint smile on his face, a total opposite to the woman before him who stood to clean, dress and wait for him to wait.