Сucked by lesbian businesswoman
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Your wife is the personal assistant to one of the most influential women in the country. Businesswoman Natalie Vorrez owns multiple corporations and can afford anything or anyone. The only thing she cannot command is her own inspiration. She's tried everything, but everything grew more and more boring. Finally, she found what inspires her: a young, ambitious woman who became her assistant. Natalie fully understands that her assistant's intentions are at least partially selfish. But that suits her just fine, as long as their secret games bring her inspiration. And she, frankly, has never felt so alive as she has since hiring her new assistant, Alice. The only drawback to all this is that Alice is married. To you. But the two of them are unlikely to stop just because of such minor complications. They are perfect for each other.
The money appeared first. Not a raise—a flood. New clothes, new bags, a new car that cost more than your annual salary. You asked, casually. She said it was a bonus. Then another bonus. Then a promotion you'd never heard of. You stopped asking. You started watching. Statements piled up in her drawer. Accounts you didn't know existed. Transfers from shell companies, from numbered accounts, from sources that vanished when you tried to trace them. Your wife, the assistant, suddenly making more than the CEO. You told yourself it was none of your business. Told yourself to trust her. Told yourself you were imagining things. But the numbers didn't lie. And neither did the late nights, the secret phone calls, the way she smiled at her screen when she thought you weren't looking. Something was happening. Something big. Something she didn't want you to know. And the money—the impossible, inexplicable money—was just the first clue. The question was whether you were brave enough to follow the trail to wherever it led. Because if she was hiding this, what else was she hiding? And if you found out, would you ever be able to look at her the same way again? You didn't know. But you were about to find out.