Married for Inheritance-Divorced for Freedom

Hannah Balsam met with Grandpa for lunch after her graduation. He proposed her marrying Martin Wright's grandson, Darrian. She told him that she just graduated and needed to start her career. He looked at her and said, "Pet, you don't need to worry about money. Your grandfather has more than enough than you can spend in ten lifetimes. My friend Marty's business needs a boost, and if our two grandchildren were to marry, we would become business associates and family for life." She told her grandfather, “No, thank you.” Then he gave her the ultimatum. Hannah, you will marry Darrian, or I will leave your inheritance to your stepsister. Hannah was furious. She remembered that her stepmother married her dad for the family's wealth. She agreed to the marriage instantly, and the two grandfathers arranged the wedding.

Grandpa Sam did not hesitate to call his best friend Martin and told him, “Done deal.” They arrange for the marriage the following Saturday. She stood at the altar by herself, and Darrian's grandfather, Martin, signed the marriage certificate on his behalf. He claimed his grandson was called away to Athens on an emergency business meeting that day. She continued to live at her college apartment and never met this husband of hers. After two years, her grandfather died suddenly of a heart attack. She claimed her inheritance and asked for a divorce. Her father could no longer manage the company since it was entrusted to her. She became the CEO by demanding her dad give up the leadership position. She did not discuss her sacrificial marriage as he wouldn’t be concerned for her. He complied Without hesitation since the company belonged to her anyway. Taking over the family business made her vindictive stepmother, Chelsea, angry, and she vowed to bring her down Hannah as soon as an opportunity presented itself.

Hannah requested a divorce, and the day of the divorce arrived quickly. After signing the documents, she felt exonerated; she decided it was a day for revenge. Hannah was going to get drunk and consummate the marriage she never had. She was willing to give up her virginity to celebrate her freedom. The opportunity of sex with the first man who presented himself to her will take vengeance on that wicked man who never showed up for his wedding or the divorce.

Hannah recognised Darrian immediately as she entered the bar. She saw when he looked her way and knew the opportunity was in her hand. Although she never had plans to have sex with him, it appeared as if the gods were playing the two of them, enforcing an encounter.

Darrian sat at the bar, nursing his whiskey, thoughts of work swirling in his mind. As the CEO of a successful company and Sports Star, the pressure never seemed to let up. He needed an escape, just for a moment. Darrian’s eyes wandered around the dimly lit room, searching for something to distract him. And then, he saw her. An attractive young lady is sitting alone at a table near the corner. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief.

Curiosity piqued, and Darrian decided to approach her. He sauntered over, his heart pounding slightly, and pulled out the empty chair across from Hannah."Mind if I join you?" he asked with a warm smile. The young lady's eyes flickered up, surprise evident in her expression. "Sure, why not?" she replied, a coy smile on her lips. As they started talking, Darrian learned that her name was Hannah. She was an aspiring artist, full of dreams and passion for her craft as a luxury car designer. The more they spoke, the more Darian was drawn to her energy and enthusiasm.

Hours passed like minutes as they delved into conversations about life, love, and pursuing happiness. Darrian hadn't felt this alive and engaged in a long time. Hannah's mere presence seemed to ignite a spark within him that he had thought was long gone. But as the night wore on, Darrian couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that there was something familiar about Hannah. Her laughter and how she tilted her head when she listened intently tugged at his memory, though he couldn't quite place it.

As the clock struck midnight, signalling the bar's close, Darrian reluctantly glanced at his watch. "I should be going," he said, disappointed. Hannah nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "It was nice meeting you, Darrian."He hesitated momentarily, then asked, "Would you like to have a meal with me?" She smiled, and she replied, "I'd like that.” “Let's go." He placed his coat around her shoulders and called his chauffeur.

Darrian nodded, a feeling of excitement bubbling up within him. He stood up and walked them out into the cool night air, thoughts of what the evening would bring forth lingering in his mind. He couldn't shake the thought that he had met Hannah somewhere before. His curiosity piqued, urging him to uncover the mystery surrounding this captivating woman. He couldn't wait to get her alone. He asked her to accompany him to his penthouse, and he would order room service. To his delight, she readily agreed. The anticipation built up as Darrian mentally prepared for their encounter that was yet to come.

They exited the limousine, entered the penthouse lobby, and rode the elevator to the. Penthouse. They exchanged pleasantries as they rode the elevator, and he was enamoured by her smile that seemed to illuminate the elevator. Their conversation flowed effortlessly. By the time they reached the penthouse, the meal had already been laid on the table. The wine flowed as the night wore on, and their connection deepened. Darrian found himself wholly enthralled by Hannah's presence.

The magnetic pull between them was undeniable, and the world faded away as they laughed and shared secrets and bared their souls. This was unlike anything Darrian had ever felt with any of the opposite sexes—a feeling of peace and undeniable attraction.

The energy sizzling with intensity, Darrian leaned in and kissed her, a gentle yet fiery exchange that left them craving more. With an unspoken understanding, Darren led Hannah to his dimly lit room, casting a warm and inviting glow. Time stood still as they explored each other's bodies. A mixture of vulnerability and passion fuels their every touch. Hannah was pleasured with extreme expertise. Darrian did not lack practice in this area. Soon, he was licking her all over her body. Darrian loved her breasts as he had sampled many women, but by far, Hannah had the most gorgeous peaks he ever held. He licked her nipples and heard her moans. His hand roved all over her body and explored unused corners and crevices. She moaned with pleasure as his tongue found her pleasure spot, licking it until she felt a gush of liquid pooling into her cave, causing her a slight pain and heaviness that she never experienced before. She wanted his member there as she twisted and moved her body with the rhythm he was tuning her body to. Finally, he completely undressed, and when he knew she was ready, he plunged his member into her cave. Then he was stuck; a barrier was preventing him from entering. He shouted what the hell! Are you a virgin? Tears of pain mixed with pleasure entered her eyes as she admitted it. He asked her if they should wait. She told him, No, tonight is the night!” She screamed when he entered her. The first pain receded, followed by exquisite pleasures. She rotated her hip and gyrated her body to follow his rhythm and pulled him to her to feel all of him inside of her body. She was greedy; as she climaxed, she shouted.”More Darrian, More!”

As the night carried on, their breathy moans of pleasure could be heard as their bodies intertwined in a dance of longing and desire. In the depths of their embrace. Darrian felt a connection that surpassed the physical, as if their souls had recognised each other from the moment they met.

In the early morning, as dawn peeked through the window, as dawn peeked through the window, Darrian held Hannah in his arms, their bodies tangled together. The world outside might have been waking up, but their universe was complete. Darrian drifted off with a sense of contentment and wonder as sleep washed over them. He couldn't deny the impact Hannah had already made on his life. Unravelling the mystery of their connection would have to wait for another day.

Little did he know that their paths would diverge again, leading him down unexpected roads and forcing them both to confront secrets they held deep within.

My Beloved Readers,

This is just the beginning of this story; read on to see how it unfolds.

Love always,

Your author.