Please come back to me, sweet heart!

Ellen DeGeneres was all wrapped up in her sleep. She was feeling weak after a long flight from Paris. In as much as she fought to keep awake, her eyelids betrayed her and soon she gave way into sleep.

She was fast asleep when she noticed a heavy weight on her body. The warmth encircled on her bare body. Her lips were covered in his wetness.

A moan escaped my lips.

"Urghhh". She opened her eyes only to see him.

She was gone for just a week and he never bothered to check up on her during her absence. He never asked her about her whereabouts. All he cared about was sex.

But now, he was on her like an angry lion pinning her down as though she was a huge prey with his huge masculine features about to devour his prey.

Her heart sunk in her stomach as tears filled through her eyes and made their way through the left corner of her eyes.

Well, what could she expect? She never expected more. Her marriage was just a contract with no love string attached. Her contract husband got married to her as a result of her father's wish.

*FLASHBACK*

On his sick bed, Edwin Ellison called his daughter Ellen and demanded privacy between them. Her stepmom and step sisters felt jealous. They tried to deny her access to see him but she smuggled her way in with the help of the doctor. When they got to find out about it. They muttered unheard words as they left.

"Ellen". He coughed weakly. She was all teary and was scared of the unknown. The sickness had eaten him so deep.

The doctor confirmed there was a fifty-percent chance of survival.

In as much as she was optimistic about his recovery,he wasn't and his words spoke for him.

"Father, please reserve your energy and recover quickly" she sounded with a light of hope.

A faint smile escaped his lips. The same smile her mother had when she died. The fear was quite evident all over her. She had feared it might happen again. What would become of her?

Her stepmom would eventually carry out her threat against her. She would throw her away in the street. She doesn't know anyone out there in the city. She has been conserved after her mother's death. Her father remarried inorder to make her feel better but it only worsened the case. Her step mother turned her to her maid whenever her father was out on his Long work trip. Tears rolled down her eyes

Even in his sick state he was jovial, a trait she had inherited from him. She wished the smile he had in his face was that of the hope to live again.

" Ellen, grant me one wish". Her Father pleaded weakly. She adjusted and sat upright. He stretched out his hands and took them in hers.

"Consider my wishes before I am finally called home". He pleaded, staring at her for approval. Tears streamed down her face.

" Dad, listen you are going nowhere, you are never going to leave me, will you?". A hoarse sound was heard. Her Father tried to laugh.

Ellen's vision was blurred due to the clouded tears that were incessantly flowing.

"You will marry Carl Hoffman. The son of Hoffman II, the richest billionaire in the country. She shook her head in disapproval.

She sprang up to her feet. Was her dad serious about her getting married to the famous Carl Hoffman? The ruthless guy that made her life miserable back then in college when she got a scholarship to study with the rich kids. That's impossible.

"Dad, how could you make such a request?". She etched an eyebrow in amazement."No way, father there's no way I would do that? Dad, please make another request and I promise I will grant it". She clenches her fist thinking only about one man, Carl. She wanted to punch him so hard on his face. To make him pay for all the humiliation and pain he made her pass through in college.

"That's my request, you must marry him. I am indebted to his father. Hoffman II requests you as an exchange for the help he rendered to me in the past and also It's the best decision for you, you won't have to suffer again. I know what Melinda and Alice are capable of doing. They will make your life miserable." She shuddered at her father's last statement. Her Father was right. The thought of living with her stepmom frightened her again. The pain she would encounter would triple if she don't escape from them. Does that mean she has to agree with her father?

She stared intently at him. He returned the gaze with a faint smile.

Does he really mean well for her? Which responsible and caring father would want their daughter in the hands of a man who doesn't have a heart. The most ruthless and less tolerant Carl. She had overheard her step sister talking about the things he had done to several people.

Once back then in college. It was reported that he raped a girl and silenced her from saying a word. He threatened to make her life miserable if she spilled a word to anyone. The rumour spread all through the school but no one was strong enough to face him.

She was convinced by what he did back then in college. There was no way he was going to change so easily. It was an in-built trait in him. And now, her father had brought up a proposal of marriage to her. Her mind drifted out of thought when Carl kissed her on the neck.

"Mr Carl, please stop" she pleaded as she moaned. " I'm tired, I need some good sleep.

Well, quite surprised? Who calls or mentions the name of their husband in a business way during intercourse? Was it permitted? Well only she does. That was according to the contract marriage she had signed. She was told that she was nothing but a contract wife to him. Her countenance fell when he told her that. She had long had a crush on him but has never admitted it for the fear of being rejected by him.

" You'll go back to sleep after I'm done". Carl's voice sounds icy and mean. His hands worked magic on her skin. He roughly reeled off the pyjamas she was wearing. He wasn't a patient man. He does that each time he tries to have intercourse with her as though she was a bought whore. She laid unclad before him.

Other days when he would usually come home, she would figure out when he was back or rather stand in wait for him.

But on this day, she was stressed out that she had barely realised his presence until he pressed her down with his huge body. It was obvious he never missed her. She was there just to satisfy his sexual whim.

He kissed her navel then back to her neck. It made her desire him more.

The craziest thing was that she was paralyzed by his touch. No matter how hard she tried to warn him away. She couldn't stop him from exploring her body. In Fact she loved it when he touched her. Carl knows her weakness and always uses it on her.

Carl was her first love, her crush, the man who took her virginity on the night they got wedded. Over the years she had grown so fond of him, she surrendered herself and everything she had to him. If there was anything at all she had to make a boast of.

As he pressed his lips against hers. A slight moan escaped her mouth into his. Carl's finger gently caressed her cheeks, Carl was doing the magic while she was at the end receiving the pleasure. She was sensitive to his touch. She wrapped her arms around him.

He parted her lips to let his tongue work its magic. He kissed her passionately. His huge body pressed down against hers and she jerked as her body responded to him.

She could feel his hard erection pressing towards my lower abdomen. She rubbed against him. The only sound that was heard was the clinking sound of our tongues. She felt a burning sensation when he grabbed her nipples and sucked them so hard. To my utmost shame, she groaned out loud, calling him In a soft moan.

"Mr Carl...".

Slowly he places his dick in my pussy.

"Relax and you'll be fine". Carl mumbled the words to her ear. He rubbed his lips on her cheeks and she breathed heavily. She did as instructed and he inserted his d*ck into me.

She felt full because of the size, causing her to breath heavily.

Her muscles tensed up. She grasped for air even though the two air conditioners in the room where on. He began to thrust his whole length in her. At first slowly, then he increased his pace. She felt out of the world as she was in ecstasy.