Author's Note 

Hey fellow readers! How y'all doing? I've been addicted to listening to HYOLYN - DALLY, in my opinion it's a bomb and GRAVEYARD - HALSEY. I like listening to songs about romance.But instead of romance, algebra is coming my way, girl that ain't right. Hehehe anyway enjoy reading this chapter and if you really really like this chapter please share or comment (I love reading comments that you readers put up here).

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Yashashree's POV

I can feel my phone vibrate in my pocket but I don't care, I let it be. It's my parents calling me again. It's 4 weeks away from my birthday and they are really putting weight on my shoulders by pleading for me to have a kid! I'm not a magician. What did they expect me to do? Do a hocus pocus and shazam there's my heir.

I know they are getting old but Jesus they are only in their 50's they still have 50 more years. I close my eyes as I remember my mom showing me pictures of woman celebrities as a candidate. My dad agrees with my mom, so he helps her by searching for more candidates by ordering his men to search.

To tell the truth, I don't think I have that maternal instinct, I don't know if I could care for another human besides myself. But for now, I'm searching for my wife. I stare at my phone screen and stare at Aleena's face as she munches the spaghetti like a kid. The sauce staining her skirt and her lips full of tomato sauce. I laugh at how cute she is.

I just find her funny... nothing more.

I shake my head then go to sleep, I need to recharge for tomorrow.

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3rd person's POV

Aleena goes home after suffering from her best friend's questions as she works. She checks her email and sees a notice saying now she owes the bank 56000 euros. At this moment she wants to throw her phone away and move to another country.

The debt that her parents left her is too much for her to handle alone. She puts her palms on her face, tired from fatigue and thinking a way to pay the bank. She looks at the note her parents left her that that has been clinging on the fridge's door since they vanished like a bubble. She heads to the kitchen then grabs it, throws it in the bin.

I don't care about them and their 'I love you' as if that ILY gonna help me clean up their mess!

Just thinking about it makes her blood boil, problematic situation arise again because of her parents. She picks herself up and decided to go take a shower.

As she slowly removing her clothes she sees her reflection in the mirror.

Light skin like her mother her gaze going up, staring at her dark brown eyes that she inherited from her grandma. Going further down, her eyes locked on the red mark that now is turning purple. Her hands clutch on the sink as she suddenly feels a something in between her legs. Her breath becomes uneven, struggling to stand straight she lets her body slowly slides down the bathroom tiles as she tries to breathe normally as she closes her eyes. But it seems like closing her eyes is a bad idea. Immediately as soon as she closes her eyes, Yashashree's face appeared in front of her, her unbuttoned polo revealing her white lacy bra.

Aleena pinches her thigh to avoid daydreaming of that incident but her body seems to enjoy it more than herself.

What's happening to me? This is not normal! - She exclaimed.

She unconsciously places her hand on her inner thigh as she slowly moves it closer in between her legs. The first to touch her pussy's lips is her index finger, slowly rubbing her bundle of nerves as she closes her eyes concentrating to replay the scene where Yashashree is looking at her with seductive eyes with the woman's hand busy themselves at Aleena's lower body.

Aleena arches her back as the pleasure hit her body as she plays with her clit while using her boss's face as the arousing material.

She touches the inner lip of her pussy, feeling her wet cum on her finger.

Few minutes after she looks in the mirror to see herself half naked as she catches her breath.

Did I just masturbate?! - She thought to herself.

To be continued.