The Hundred Thousand Woman
The Part 24

After presenting his latest project in front of all his co-workers briefly, densely, and clearly, Wilson immediately sat in his special chair. Tenth fingers of his hands are tapped one by one, making a sound that is not so loud, but successfully diverts the attention of colleagues who sit on the right and left.

Being in a meeting room is the most boring thing. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't because Wilson was a boss, the owner of the company, had to set a good example for the employees.

His view focused on the presentation slide. Enjoying every writing there, his ears also work well, listening to every explanation of his co-workers is quite convincing. If to be honest, Wilson is lazy if you have to attend a meeting at night, plus his stomach is not filled with a pinch of rice. It would be better if he told Jack or Leo to take his place. However, considering this is a very large project, as well as a meeting attended by company leaders who will work with him, Wilson also inevitably had to attend this meeting. Ah, he is not a lazy man who always puts work on his accomplices, he is one part of the diligent man in the world. Wilson just wanted to make good use of the word 'boss', that's all.

Inwardly, Wilson counted down with a netra that occasionally glanced at his clock. Just as the long needle had touched the number six, Wilson immediately got up from his chair, making all the attention on him again. No one opened their voices as Wilson began walking out of the meeting room. The co-workers just nodded in resignation as some employees whispered softly if Wilson did have a special time in attending the meeting.

That's the rule Wilson set recently, because yes ... He could not overcome boredom if he was too long in a meeting room that the cold beat the North Pole. It will not be very professional if later colleagues catch wet if the eyelids are closed and dreamland comes cradling.

It's better that Wilson sets this up, he'll be out of the meeting room if it's been thirty minutes. Therefore, if their presentation wants to be responded to by Wilson, then they must be able to convey important points at the beginning of the presentation. If they are rash, even bouncing and extravagant introductions, just be ready Wilson to leave the meeting room without hearing the important points of the presentation. And consequences? The cooperation plan will be void without tolerance.

Wilson walked with a moving hand massaging his nape. Tiredness enveloped, he could not bear to immediately set foot in his residence and see his beloved wife. Ah, the man realized that he hadn't contacted Maureen since noon, and then the guilt came to the guest.

Maureen must be waiting for news from him, that's what hit Wilson's mind.

For a moment, Wilson stopped his steps because his attention caught a stranger walking toward his room.

"Leo Zhang? Didn't he say he wouldn't go back to the office?" He asks himself, drawing conclusions if something is left behind and requiring Leo to return to the company building.

"He must have left something in my room, you sloppy bottom," he continued, along with his back foot.

Wilson could see everything from Leo into his study, to the chocolate door being shut. Seeing Leo, Wilson decided to take his friend to dinner. However, when the door of the room opened, the sentence of the dinner invitation was reflex replaced.

"What are you two doing?"

The sentence immediately came out from the side of his lips, the surprised sirat was quite clearly drawn on his face. In front of him, two people of opposite types are sitting on their laps with the surface of the lips attached to each other. His tired skull became increasingly tired, hunger was suddenly replaced with a burp of virtual suppleness.

The sight before him successfully made his mood go bad, as if a black cloud was coming across. His heart filled the two people in front of him. From this distance, Wilson could see Veila pushing Leo's chest and immediately rising away from the man's enchanted lap.

As for Leo, he just turned his head and carved a smile, making Wilson feel like he wanted to throw his fist at Leo Zhang's innocent face.

"I only gave him a penalty for having dared to touch the company's confidential documents. Don't blame me, okay? Punishment thing, you said whatever, right?" he was relaxed without guilt.

Wilson certainly did not immediately respond to Leo's statement just now. The man first turned his gaze to another corner, neutralized his anger, and regulated the incoming oxygen supply. Wilson tried desperately not to look angry, after all why was he angry? Want Leo and Veila to have sex in his room, he will never be angry. But again his brain, heart, and body are not in line. Wilson's confused, really.

"Yes, whatever it is I don't care. Want you to fuck him in here too, I won't get mad" Wilson's murmur stunned Leo.

A little laugh came out of Leo's lips. "really?"

Wilson nodded. "Yes, as long as you don't get it out inside, it's not a problem for me. At least only I can plant the seeds, and these hundred thousand dollars can only give birth to the successors of the Hovers family. If you want, you can wait if this marriage is over." The man said casually, turning Veila to Leo with as much as he could without thinking about the woman's feelings.

"Crazy." The mutter came out of Veila's mouth.

Hearing Wilson's words earlier really hurt her pride as a woman. Why does it look so worthless? One hundred thousand dollars is not worth her pride as a good woman, her late mother has been hard-working to take care of her, sacrificing everything for her life, but why is her future as bleak as this? Why does the mother's labor seem like it has no price?

Wilson and Leo both turned their heads because they heard the little mutter captured by his hearing.

"What did you say?" Not Leo, but Wilson. The man who had just stepped on the self-esteem of a Veila opened his voice, as if Veila's curse was a criminal act that was able to make his emotions explode.

Slowly, Veila pulled out her fist. His tired breath sounded small, and after that he said again.

"I want to go home now." No matter, for Veila now, being caught again by her stepfather was a good thing. At least the physical injuries were nothing as painful as compared to the humiliation wounds of self-esteem.

"That's not what I heard!" snapped Wilson. The man was angry for no apparent reason, as if an illicit word to pronounce. Leo was even surprised because this was the first time he heard Wilson so loudly.

"You're crazy! You are a crazy rich man! The span of money is everything, you stepped on my pride—"

"You are crazy! Want some kind of saint but go in and out of nightclubs? Hey, how many men have tasted you? How often have you made some men sigh to say your name? How often have you been under the support of men? That act of passing through your sanctuary makes me want to vomit! You should be thankful that I still want to do*** with you. The guy out there? Definitely disgusted to enter you!" Wilson said at length and ended with a gasping breath.

"Wilson Alexander Hovers—"

Wilson's chest rippled softly as Veila's lips gave her full name. This is the first time his name is called.

"I have no treasure, no love, and now have no self-respect. I was too poor to live. If things go your way later, it'll be good if you kill me right away," he continued, and after uttering that line, Veila walked out of this cursed room.

"Wil, you made her cry. Your words just now were outrageous too" said Leo, recalling the mistake Wilson had made. While the initiator of the quarrel can only be silent. Today was the first time he had heard Veila speak her name in full and seen her shedding tears.

***

Wilson pressed the doorknob, made it open, then stepped inside. It was customary for him to enter Veila's room without knocking first.

He can see if Veila is lying on a mattress with the view fixed on the phone screen. Not knowing what the woman was watching, Wilson began to be curious. A smile adds to the sweetness of a Wilson Hovers. The man smiled to himself, making him feel like he was the craziest man at the moment.

Without taking out a word, the man casually began to fill the part of the mattress that was only filled with cold, empty air. From inside the thick blanket, his hand crept in motion in search of warmth, until it finally stopped at Veila's hip. The touch of Wilson who was more similar to this hug also made Veila turn her head.

"What are you watching?" asked Wilson, taking a glance at Veila's phone screen.

The woman shook her head. "It's nothing, I just can't distract myself from this cute baby. Aren't they funny, Wil?"

Veila's words just succeeded in making Wilson nod. "In a moment, we'll have it too. This house will be full of cute babies, of course," Wilson replied.

"Hey, Veila, want to make a cute baby tonight?"

Wilson's words managed to get Veila to take her eyes off the phone.

"What?" He could only ask, the rest, he could do nothing more because now Wilson was right on top of him, locking himself in the prison of his body.

Veila could not frown as her eyes locked onto Wilson's figure who was now releasing her shirt in a quick motion. His saliva was swallowed when he found Wilson's checkered stomach. Oh, let's just say he's looking at a world paradise owned by a handsome man—Wilson.

Finding Veila who was amazed with her body, a thin smile was on her back. Slowly, Wilson began to draw closer to his body, experiencing an amused sensation as his plain skin intersected directly with Veila's nightgown. And without prior permission, his lips had already taken over the area of the woman's neck, Wilson was lucky because Veila only used a nightgown with a low cleavage, and then began to suck strongly Veila's collarbone. ******* that comes out of the lips of the successful woman makes something down there feel tight.

"W-wil—"

"Sst, I know you'll definitely enjoy every touch. Tonight, it will be a hot night for us" whispered Wilson, right in Veila's right ear. The man only smiled slightly when he found Veila squirming, amused because her ear had a small bite, a sweet gift from Wilson.

After being satisfied with Veila's ears, Wilson began to drop his gaze on the woman's natural red lips. From the beginning he was curious about the taste of the lips, but Leo had already tried it first, and it made him very angry. I can't believe Leo is first.

With a small smile, his eyes closed. His face was approaching, trying to bring together two lips that are different in shape. And just as the two chewy objects were about to meet, Wilson forcefully opened both eyelids. Cold sweat poured from his forehead, drenching the area of his hair as well. The mattress creaked as the man sat himself down.

Fucking dream! Wilson swore in his heart.

Why did he also experience that dream with Veila as the lead? Crazy one! Wilson thinks his subconscious has lost its sanity.

"You're having nightmares?" asked Maureen who happened to be asleep at the time, still playing her phone.

Wilson reflexively turned his head then nodded. "Very bad."

Hearing that, Maureen hurriedly placed her phone on the nightstand and began to draw closer to Wilson. "Let's go back to sleep, my arms will protect you tonight" Maureen said, leaving Wilson unable to let go of her smile. Like a child, the man complied, laid his body down again and immediately hugged Maureen tightly.

"You haven't had a nightmare in a long time, Wil. Is it that scary for a minute that your sweat is pouring out like this?" maureen asked again with a palm that wiped every surface of Wilson's face.

"Hmm, that's scary. I think it's a nightmare at once" Wilson replied. His feelings were mixed, between happy and sad because the dream stopped at the beginning. I don't know what makes it present and makes Wilson can't eliminate the traces of the sleeping flower.

And on the innermost side, Wilson really wanted to make love. Not with Maureen, but with Veila.

I'm insane! His inner.