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Liz POV

Waking up to the sound of my alarm i make my way out of bed. Groaning out I make my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth and do my usual business. Walking out the door I bump into Miles, "watch where you going" he snarls, walking out, I went down to the kitchen and began preparing breakfast.....

We ate in silence and he left for work which was a relief for me cause seeing his face all day is just torture for me.

The rest of the day I spent cleaning around the  house since we didn't have a house keeper and it's just the two of us. I now held my laptop in my hands and I found myself googling Mr Greek God, "Marco Wilson", photos of him popped up, he's a well-known successful millionaire, it finally dawned on me where the accent is from, Italian, he was born and raised in Italy, and way older than me, he's 38 years old. Well I never knew 38 ever looked this good. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a door slamming, making me jump, quickly existing out the page, looking up I see Miles walking in and he looks furious, "what's wrong?" I ask, "I cannot believe this!" He shouts, "AFTER SO MANY YEARS OF MY HARD WORK, HE DECIDES HE'S TAKING OVER", "Who?" I ask confused, "MARCO FUCKEN WILSON", "well it is still his father's company" I shrug, "WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON?", "Please don't tell me you really asking me that" I ask tiredly, "THEN HE HAS THE NERVE TO CHANGE MY SECRETARY, HAVING CATHY WORK FOR SOMEONE ELSE, WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS!!!", "oh so you just mad you won't have a fuck buddy anymore" I raise my brow, "EXCUSE ME?", "Did I stutter Miles?",he looks at me stunned, "Miles I may be fat but I'm not a fucken idiot I know you have been screwing Cathy" I snarl, "Well maybe if u weren't a cow, I would actually want to have sex with you", "maybe if you could actually make me cum, I would make the effort of losing weight so we can have sex" immediately regretting my words, Miles back hands me making me drop my laptop on the floor, "I Think I've been too nice to you Liz,I think it's time I remind you of your place" looking up, he begins to unbuckle his belt, "Miles please" I breath, trying to get up I am yanked back with my leg, laying me on my back he viciously pulls my pants down, trying to scream his hand comes in contact with my cheek, placing me in a painful hold, "ONE MORE SOUND AND YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO GET UP FROM THIS FLOOR" he spits, releasing my face, I just whimpered in silence as he roughly entered me...............

Standing under the water as I let the water cascade down my body. It's been a long time since he's done something like this, at least I don't have to deal with this all the time, sighing I closed the tab and made my way out the shower as I dried my bruised up body with a towel, it didn't even matter anymore.