Billionaire’s Abandoned Sex Slave

Ophelia’s POV

The next time I woke up was to the empty side of Ryan’s bed and the rays of sunlight seeping through the window blinds, causing me to crunch my nose in dissatisfaction.

I clasped a hand to my mouth as I let out a tired yawn.

The intense activities that took place between Ryan and I the night before, and in the middle of the night had completely drained me, but did I regret any part of it, hell to the fucking no!

My goodness, Ryan’s dick was just so perfect and huge! The sexy man had a wild libido and a big, fat cock to match which he knew how to expertly use.

How did my thoughts become so filthy and obscene after spending just one night with Ryan?

Maybe, it was the power of his magical thick, long cock which I hoped to have inside me in the nearest future.

“Ophelia, snap out of it,” I slapped myself on the cheeks as my face tinted to a nasty fuschia pink in embarrassment from my nasty thoughts.

I dipped my hand into the comforter which was draped on my body to caress my wet pussy.

I had gotten extremely aroused just to the thought of Ryan’s cock.

Goodness, had I fully become a whore? I thought to myself as I shook my head, hiding my face in the comforter.

I remained on the bed like that for a while, unmoving with moisture dripping from my pussy before I yanked myself up from the bed before the lewd thought of fingering myself to the thought of Ryan in Ryan’s bed struck me.

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I had almost forgotten that I was a virgin the night before, so of course, my pussy was going to burn.

I loved the tingly pain though.

Maybe I was slowly becoming a masochist. I thought to myself.

With cheeks burning with embarrassment, I retrieved my previously discarded panties, brassiere, and clothes from the floor, and hastily threw them on, while willing my mind to stop drifting off to the thought of Ryan’s dexterity in bed.

I didn’t clean myself up in Ryan’s bathroom because I still wanted to carry his cum inside me for the rest of the day. I knew I would never get the opportunity to have such mind-blowing sex ever again in my life.

Ryan had set an unattainable standard in my heart and pussy with his perfection.

I grabbed my satchel bag which I found on the taupe-colored, fluffy sofa that was placed at the center of Ryan’s bedroom, I rummaged through my bag for the cheque with a banging heart, and when I found it, I heaved a sigh of relief as I patted my chest.

I fished further into my bag for my cell phone, and after I found it, I looped my satchel bag around my shoulder and stared yearningly at the bed where my virginity was taken in the most unexpected yet thrilling manner.

I felt my heart ache with misery when it dawned on me that Ryan hadn’t even acted as if I existed anymore after he fucked me to a stupor and got his money’s worth.

I had only gone into his house for sex and I still didn’t understand the reason why I felt so downcast after the way he left abruptly when I finished riding him.

I shook the thoughts off my head as I crossed the threshold of the large bedroom outside before I slammed the door shut. Afterward, I switched on my phone, dialed Ava’s number, and placed my phone against my ear as a grimace rooted itself onto my features.

Fuck, I was in a big mess. I knew Ava was going to chew my head off immediately she picked up the call, and boy was I right.

“Ophelia Alvarez, I swear to God you’re fucking dead!” She hollered, and I had to take my phone away from my ear for a minute because I didn’t want to destroy my eardrum.

Inhaling deeply, I placed my phone back on my ear as I waited for her to speak.

“Are you still there, Ophelia? Did you hang up on me?” Her shrill voice came out in a yell again, and I winced to myself as my eardrum felt the effect of the screeching voice.

“Yeah, I’m here, Ava. What’s up with you?” I questioned, flagging down a cab, and getting into it.

“Madison hospital,” I said to the driver as I plopped onto the backseat, to which he nodded as he stepped on the gas.

“Who are you talking to?” Ava asked.

“A driver, Ava. I’m heading to the hospital to meet Dad. I’ve gotten the money for his treatment,” I informed her, and then gasped when I realized what I had just done.

I had led myself to Ava’s spring of unending questions.

The night before, I had resolved within myself to cook up a believable lie about where I got a lot of money to offset dad’s medical bills, should my best friend ask but my big mouth had already spoiled the plan.

“What are you saying? Did you get three million dollars in one night? From where? Is there something you are not telling me? Did you become a robber overnight? Have you become a drug trafficker? What’s going on, Ophelia? Tell me everything right now!” She rambled in a breath, and I sighed deeply as I palmed my face with frustration slowly creeping under my skin.

I had to make up a quick lie that wouldn’t sound fishy to Ava.

“Relax, Ava. I’ll answer each of your questions when we meet later in the evening and I can assure you that I didn’t do anything illegal to get the money,” I responded, inwardly cringing at how silly my lie sounded.

There was no way Ava would believe me now.

I was shocked but relieved when I heard her reply.

“Okay, then. I believe you, you’re too pure for all that, anyway,” She mumbled.

At that moment, I felt bad for keeping such a huge secret from my ever-understanding friend but I didn’t want her to deem me as a filthy person, so I just couldn’t bring myself to tell her about it.

I knew I would have to tell her everything soon, but I hoped I would be able to stall for a long period before she found out about it.

“You’ll tell me everything, especially the reason why you switched off your phone for a day,” Ava said, and I nodded tearily even though she couldn’t see me.

“Okay, I will,” I croaked.

“Always know that I’m here for you, Lia. No matter what happens, it’s always Ophelia and Ava against the brutal world. I won’t hate you for any reason whatsoever, okay? So, please don’t hide stuff from me, it makes me feel bad and irresponsible as your best friend,” She lectured, and I almost burst into bitter tears at her heartfelt utterance.

Oh, Ava. If only you knew how rotten your best friend has become all because of money, you won’t be saying stuff like this. I thought to myself as I clasped my hand over my mouth to prevent choked hiccups from exiting my mouth.

“I won’t, Ava. Thanks for always cheering me up, I love you,” I whispered, and I heard her let out a soft chuckle before she replied, “I love you too, Lia. Take care of yourself and stay safe. I’ll see you soon,”

“Alright, I’m hanging up now,” I said as I sighted the long hospital building.

“Bye,” She returned, and with that, the line went dead from her side.

I stared down at my phone with sadness draped over my face like a bridal veil before I sighed deeply and placed it into my bag. Then, I paid the driver and got down of the car as I took a deep breath to brace myself.

My first stop was my dad’s ward as expected. With a heavy heart, I pushed the door open, bearing in mind that he would probably be asleep as usual.

I was stunned when I saw his back propped up by pillows, and his eyes slightly opened, with a small smile arching his lips upward.

Instantly, I bounced next to him and clasped his sickly thin hands with mine as tears of joy rolled down my face.

“Why are you crying, sweetie?” He grunted feebly as he reached his thumb out, and wiped my tears away.

“Dad, I missed you so much,” I whispered, reaching up to enclose his hand on my face with mine.

“I missed you too, Lia. I’m sorry I can’t be a good father to you. I’m sorry for being a burden to you. I’m sorry you have to work so hard to provide for me. Thanks for not abandoning me, my daughter,” Dad sniffled, and that yanked a cord inside my heart and caused me to burst into tears, and cry along with him.

“You don’t have to thank me for anything, dad. Don’t feel guilty about anything. You just have to focus on getting well, so you can get discharged from this place and we can continue living happily together, okay?” I croaked, and he nodded weakly.

“Good,” I smiled before I leaned over to place a peck on his bald head, and his cheek.

“I have to meet the doctor for an important matter, I’ll be back soon, dad,” I informed him, and he just beamed weakly at me as he shook his head in affirmation.

Afterward, I exited the room, while wiping my tears off with the sleeves of my sweatshirt.

I handed the cheque over to the doctor and I almost laughed when I saw how appalled she seemed as she gazed at the cheque.

Her eyes held a lot of questions which I knew she ached to ask me but was probably holding herself back from asking because she had to be professional and honestly, I preferred it.

I didn’t want to think about what I did to get the money, even if I had enjoyed the process, I still felt like a whore inwardly because I had also spread my legs for some cash.

Ignoring the worried stare she darted at me after I finished signing the paperwork, I strutted out of her office.