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Boss Catches Maid with Man in His Bed – Story of the Day

Rita Kumar
Jan 09, 2024
08:20 A.M.

A maid stumbles upon a startling scene in her boss's bedroom: a half-nude man tied to the bed with a rose clenched in his mouth. As she attempts to free him upon learning he's her boss's wife's 'secret' lover, her boss walks in and catches them in a compromising position.

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Alexandra stared at the chipped ruby polish on her thumb, lost in thoughts of longing and neglect. The quiet house echoed the distance she felt from Kenneth, who was endlessly buried in work. His absence filled every corner, a silent reminder of the intimacy and attention she craved but rarely received.

Their 20th wedding anniversary had been a blur of lukewarm Merlot and polite chit-chat, starkly contrasting the stolen glances and lingering touches of their younger days. Now, at 45, Alexandra felt she and her husband Kenneth were like two ships passing in the night, sharing the same bedroom but not the same intimacy.

He'd just strolled in, briefcase slung over his shoulder like a defensive shield, exhaustion etched into the lines around his eyes. "Another late one, honey?" Alexandra asked.

"Big presentation tomorrow," Kenneth mumbled, offering a little peck on her forehead before retreating to his study. Alexandra used to be his sunshine, chasing away the shadows with her infectious laughter and unwavering support.

But now, she felt like a glorified housekeeper, waiting for him to return from his endless business trips. Sex had gone extinct, and it felt as though nothing, not even her wavy hair, red lipstick, or lace babydoll, would turn Kenneth on. Alexandra was frustrated. She wanted love, emotionally and physically. But Kenneth was giving her none…

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The suffocating silence in the kitchen was haunting. Pushing away her half-eaten plate of pasta, Alexandra slipped into a pair of faded jeans and a pullover and grabbed her coat.

The crisp December air felt like a lifeline, a desperate escape from this monotonous feeling of being unseen... and ignored. A lie about meeting friends tumbled from her lips. She craved the vibrant life she saw in her happily married friends' social media feeds—a life devoid of this suffocating ignorance.

Alexandra ventured into the city's neon streets with a yearning for a spark, any spark, to ignite her lost intimacy. Laughter spilled from brightly lit bars, a stark contrast to the monochrome palette of her life.

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Drawn by the seductive thrum of a flamenco guitar, she found herself at the entrance of El Cocktail Paradise, the warm scent of spices and cerveza beckoning her inside.

The air crackled with animated chatter, people swaying to the pulsating beat. Adjusting to the dimly lit room, her eyes landed on a charming young man perched on a barstool, bathed in the warm glow of a hanging lamp.

His dark hair was streaked with silver, his smile a beacon in the darkness. He met her gaze, his eyes the color of melted chocolate. A forgotten spark, a flicker of something long dormant, ignited within Alexandra right then and there.

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Nerves jangled as she sidled to the bar, anticipation fizzing in her veins. "Drink on me?" the bartender chirped, eyes glinting.

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A flicker of her old fire sparked in her reply, husky and full of newfound resolve, "Not yet. But maybe I'd like to chat with that charming gentleman over there."

The man with chocolate eyes introduced himself as Pedro and raised his glass in a silent salute, a flirty smirk dancing on his lips.

Under El Cocktail Paradise's watchful gaze, fate took a sharp turn, leading Alexandra away from the chill of her marriage and toward the promise of warmth and intimacy Pedro offered. Their encounter reached an intense climax Alexandra craved in the back seat of Pedro's old Mustang.

Days blurred into a haze of stolen moments — Alexandra didn't feel neglected anymore and found all the love she yearned for in Pedro. His rich Spanish-American accent was a silken whisper against her skin, his laughter a life-giving spring in the arid desert of her life.

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One twilight, nestled in a hidden corner of the pub, Alexandra let loose, fully embracing the thrill of meeting Pedro again. "You're like a forgotten poem, Alex," he murmured, fingers tracing the line of her jaw before dipping to her neck and finally settling on her waist. "Each touch unveils a hidden verse."

His words, sweet as honey, erased the years etched onto her face. His gaze, molten chocolate flecked with gold, devoured her whole, a stark reminder of a time when she was the goddess in someone's eyes, not just a forgotten footnote in Kenneth's corporate story.

Pedro spun tales of his sun-kissed beaches, salty sea air, and endless walks, painting portraits of a life far removed from the beige walls of her suburban cage. Alexandra craved that...forever.

"You deserve to be worshipped, my goddess," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Not forgotten in the shadow of another's ambition. Kenneth's one lucky fool who doesn't know the treasure he's got!"

Flattery felt good, even if it wasn't entirely genuine. Maybe 25-year-old Pedro had fallen for Alexandra. But her motives were clear — she was using him to fuel her fantasies. To relive her youth. To keep her feeling loved.

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Weeks turned into months. For three months, Alexandra and Pedro continued their steamy affair, fueled by Kenneth's predictable business trips and their clandestine meetings.

It was just another day, another business trip for Kenneth. After his departing kiss at the airport, Alexandra watched her husband disappear from sight. As soon as he was gone, she quickly pulled out her phone.

"Pedro," her voice purred into the phone, "Need you tonight. Kenneth's off to Miami. You know the drill."

Pedro's grin was mischievous. "On my way, beautiful boss lady! Ready and waiting."

"Good," she replied, a playful edge in her voice. "Home in ten. Be there, cutie pie. You know the way upstairs to my bedroom! And you know how I want you today!"

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"Your wish is my command, gorgeous!" Pedro teased, earning a playful list of 'expectations' for the night before they hung up.

Excitement buzzed like a live wire through Pedro as he prepped for the night. Sneaking into Alexandra's bedroom was a mission, fueled by anticipation and a shot of tequila courage.

The room was empty, Alexandra's perfume hanging heavy in the air. Grinning like a cat with a canary, Pedro stripped down to his boxers and snapped a selfie on the bed.

"Can't wait to tango, chica!" he captioned the pic, sending it off to his ladylove with a smirk.

Alexandra's reply buzzed back, flirty and hot. Pedro danced with excitement as he tied his hands to the bedpost and grabbed the red rose in his mouth. Any minute now, their passionate evening would begin.

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The anticipation in the air curdled to ice as Pedro waited, the rose clenched between his teeth. Suddenly, he heard them — but those approaching footsteps weren't the sultry click of heels he expected but the brisk clatter of work boots.

The door creaked open, and Pedro's eyes popped wider than a jack-in-the-box. The Morgan family's housekeeper, Sofia, stood there, towels in hand. They clattered to the floor as she swung around in shock, eyes like saucers.

"What the hell, dude? Who the heck are you?" she gasped in disbelief. "And what are you doing in my boss's bedroom?"

"I-I thought, uh, Kenneth was out of town," Pedro stammered, feeling like a beached whale on a tropical beach. "Wha-what are you doing here? I thought the house was empty."

Sofia, clearly mortified, looked away. "Why would that give you the right to be in the boss's bedroom? And what's the deal with the boxers... and the bondage? What the hell's going on over here?"

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Panic tightened Pedro's gut like a vise when Kenneth's voice boomed from downstairs, shattering the awkward silence. Sofia and Pedro exchanged wide-eyed looks, the air thick with dread. Kenneth was approaching, blissfully unaware of what was happening right under his nose.

"Is that Alexandra's old man?" Pedro hissed, eyes darting around the room. "H-he was supposed to be on his flight to Miami, no?"

Sofia nodded, her eyes widening in horror. While struggling with the tangled ropes, Pedro pleaded, "Untie me, please! Before he comes, please help! I need to get outta here. Help me."

Sofia, caught between shock and anxiety, scrambled over. Fumbling with the knot, she muttered, "This is worse than finding his socks in the freezer. What the hell are you even doing here? Wait a minute... how do you know Mrs. Morgan?"

As she hastily untied Pedro, the door swung wide open, and Kenneth marched in, catching sight of Pedro and Sofia on the bed, Pedro's hand still half-tied and Sofia kneeling between his legs.

A hurricane of emotions crossed Kenneth's face — confusion, anger, and something suspiciously close to amusement.

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Misinterpreting the scene, Kenneth jumped to conclusions. He erupted in a burst of anger, accusing Sofia of inappropriate behavior.

Caught between Pedro's frantic signals and her boss's accusations, Sofia wore a mask of nervous laughter. With a strategic pinch to her hand, Pedro whispered, "Play along, please, don't get me caught! I beg you… please!"

"Mr. Morgan, it's not what you think," Sofia fumbled for words.

"Yeah, just a little bedroom yoga, right?" Kenneth chuckled, waving his hand dismissively. "Just keep it to the floor, alright? Don't mess up the antique sheets."

Sofia's jaw dropped lower than a politician's promises. Before she could launch into explanations, Kenneth winked at Pedro and said, "So, uh, new boyfriend, Sofia? Tell him he's got competition on the basketball court. I can still dunk a mean slam, you know."

With a mix of relief and bewilderment, Pedro offered a hesitant hello. As if sharing a secret, Kenneth winked again and said, "Alright, lovebirds, make it quick. I don't wanna find you tangled up here when I get back, got it? Whatever you two are up to, make it fast. I'll wait downstairs because we have a little talking to do."

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With that, he strolled out, leaving a stunned Sofia and a speechless Pedro in his wake. Pedro flashed her a small smile, hoping to ease the tension. "Good Lord! He bought it!" he whispered.

"Bought it?" Sofia sputtered, frustration bubbling over. "He thinks we were… doing STUFF in his bedroom… and now he wants to talk. God, this is worse than when the sprinklers turned on while I was cleaning the patio!"

"Look, thanks for the save," Pedro whispered, hoping to calm the storm. "Let's get out of here before he changes his mind. Untie me already!" And so, Pedro sighed, leaving behind a bewildered Sofia and a string of unanswered questions.

Sofia's fingers flew, untangling the knot like a magician escaping a straitjacket. Pedro exhaled, a wave of relief washing over him. But Sofia's glare held a storm brewing beneath the surface.

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"Pedro, you gotta fess up to Mr. Morgan," she spat, her voice like nails on a chalkboard. "Tell him the truth. What the heck were you doing in his bedroom anyway? That too in your… in your underwear?"

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Pedro squirmed, then blurted out, "Look, I met his wife, Alexandra, at a bar a few months back. We've been hooking up, you know, when Kenneth's out of town. She's not happy with him, and we just... clicked. She... she likes me."

Sofia's eyes bugged out like a cartoon coyote chasing a roadrunner. Then, boom, the volcano erupted. "You're messing with the boss's wife? Deceiving a good guy like Mr. Morgan? That's low, man, real low!"

Pedro hastily slipped into his clothes and tried to reason, "Sofia, it's not that simple. Alexandra likes me. I mean... she thinks I'm her type. You know... tall, young, and handsome! And energetic, yeah? If you know what I mean!"

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But Sofia wasn't buying it. "Simple or not, you're playing with fire. It's just wrong. Mr. Morgan is a gem of a man. You two are gonna rot in hell for cheating him. God—"

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As they headed out of the bedroom, Sofia's anger peaked. "The truth always finds its way out, Pedro. Always does," she stormed down the stairs, leaving Pedro scrambling after her.

He caught up in the living room, where Kenneth sat by the piano, oblivious to the drama unfolding. Pedro cornered Sofia, desperation lacing his voice.

"You can't tell Kenneth. It'll blow everything up — Alexandra's life, Kenneth's happiness. Please, Sofia, just cover for us. Lie for us. Please. Don't ruin everything."

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Sofia hesitated, weighing the consequences. "I could lose my job over this, Pedro."

"I know, I'm so sorry. But think about Kenneth. You said he's a good guy. We can't mess up his world," Pedro pleaded. "Think about Alexandra. Her marriage. You really wanna throw it all away with the truth?"

After a tense silence, Sofia gave a reluctant nod. "Fine. But you swear on your freaking head you would never sneak into this house again."

Pedro, desperate for a lifeline, readily shook his head. With a shaky truce in place, they approached Kenneth, the piano melody masking the storm of lies threatening to drown their peace.

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"Uh, hi, Mr. Morgan," Sofia stammered, "sorry about using the bedroom like that with my boyfriend. We thought you were out and, well, wanted some 'private time.'"

Kenneth chuckled, waving dismissively. "No sweat, young lovebirds. I understand completely!" He glanced at Pedro with a sly wink. "Reminds me of my younger days, sneaking into Alexandra's barn to steal kisses under the moonlight."

Sofia's jaw hit the floor. "So... you're not mad?"

Kenneth smiled. "Nah, just don't make a habit of it in my bedroom."

A collective sigh of relief swept through the room. Sofia promised never to repeat the bedroom rendezvous, and Pedro vowed to stick to cafes and public parks for future affairs.

Just as they prepared to leave, the front door banged open, and Alexandra stormed in, eyes like laser beams scanning the scene. Kenneth, supposedly on a plane to Miami, stood casually by the piano. She was shaken.

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"What the hell is going on here?" her voice crackled, sharp as broken glass.

The tense silence hung heavy, the storm outside mirroring the one brewing within the walls. The lies, the cover-up, the unexpected encounter — it was all about to hit the fan, and no one knew how to weather the coming storm.

Caught in the web of their own tangled stories, Sofia and Pedro exchanged panicked glances under Kenneth's seemingly calm gaze.

"Alexandra, meet Pedro, Sofia's boyfriend! I caught the lovebirds enjoying a private moment in our bedroom," Kenneth announced, his voice smooth and eyes calm.

Alexandra's eyes darted between them, confusion clouding her face. "Boyfriend? And Ken, you were supposed to be sunning your buns in Miami. What the heck are you doing here?"

Kenneth's facade hiccuped, a flicker of surprise dancing across his eyes. "Ah, right," he coughed, regaining his composure. "Client pushed the meeting back, so I ditched the flight and surprised you with an early return, honey."

A cold dread slithered down Alexandra's spine as she struggled to meet Kenneth's gaze. Mustering every ounce of courage, she forced the question, "What's going on, Ken?" her mind racing with the threat of exposure.

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Kenneth, relishing the drama, leaned in with a conspiratorial whisper, "You won't believe this, sweetheart."

Anxiety gnawed at Alexandra's stomach. "Believe what?"

His grin widened, savoring the moment. "Sofia brought her main squeeze along, and guess what? They were having a little... rendezvous in our bedroom."

Alexandra's eyes widened like saucers, fear painting her face white. The picture-perfect life she'd built on lavish parties and whispers of the elite hung by a thread. "Rendezvous? In our bedroom? What are you talking about?"

Oblivious to the storm brewing inside her, Kenneth chuckled. "Just some young lovebirds stealing a few private moments, that's all. We've been there once when we were young, right darling?"

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Inside, Alexandra burned with a cocktail of jealousy and disgust. Her eyes, sharp as icicles, pierced Pedro, then narrowed at Sofia. In her mind, she wove vivid imageries of Pedro and Sofia kissing… and making love. The thought of her maid, anyone, sharing her newfound love sent her into a tailspin.

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"Looks like our house has become a love nest for everyone today!" Kenneth boomed, a hearty laugh filling the room.

Desperate to regain control, Alexandra plastered a fragile smile on her face. But fear gnawed at her beneath the surface, threatening to unravel the secrets of her double life.

The confrontation escalated as Alexandra launched into a tirade. Sofia, branded as "cheap" and "disgusting," received the brunt of her fury. Oblivious to the brewing storm, Pedro looked bewildered under her withering glare.

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"Alexandra, they're just young and stupid," Kenneth interjected, trying to calm the waters.

But Alexandra, fueled by a potent mix of anger and threatened privilege, wouldn't be placated. "This isn't normal, Ken! How can you be okay with this? It's gross! And young and stupid? Ah, c'mon! These are fully grown, fully aware adults that messed up in our bed. Sick!"

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With a playful glint in his eye, Kenneth countered, "Remember our wild days in your dad's pickup truck? The night I hid under your bed when your mom caught us making 'funny noises'?"

Alexandra gnawed on her lip, conceding, "That was different. This is... this is just—"

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"They're in love! Simple!" Kenneth, unfazed, turned to Sofia and Pedro. "You two should make it official. How about a pre-honeymoon fund starter — an all-expenses-paid trip to the Maldives on me?"

Alexandra choked on air, incredulous at Kenneth's proposal. "Whoa there, Casanova. No need for that," she protested, suspicion dancing in her eyes. "You gotta be pulling my leg, Ken. You should be mad... not generous, c'mon."

Kenneth crossed his arms, a playful glint in his eyes. "Consider it a young love blessing. Every Romeo needs his Juliet, right, Sofia?"

Caught in the crossfire, Sofia stammered, "M-Mr. Morgan, that's… very generous, but we really shouldn't…"

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Before she could complete her flustered protest, Kenneth held up a hand. "Hold on, lovebirds. One more thing," he turned to Sofia, his voice dropping low as he grabbed his phone.

"Sofia, security footage shows Pedro sneaking in here multiple times this past week. You, my dear, have taken those days off. Am I missing something here?"

Alexandra, now wide-eyed, stared at Kenneth, who raised an eyebrow. "Sofia, care to enlighten us about Pedro's solo visits? You were busy working… elsewhere, I presume? No, you told me your mom was sick, and you were taking her to the hospital. Then what was Pedro doing here... all alone?"

Sofia's carefully constructed facade crumbled. Caught off guard, she stumbled for a response, desperation creeping into her voice.

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Before she could weave another tangled tale, Alexandra, a mix of curiosity and skepticism etched on her face, turned to Kenneth. "Why didn't you mention the cameras in the backyard before, Ken?"

Kenneth remained calm, his explanation smooth as butter. "They've been there for a while, Alex. Safety first, especially when I'm away. Gotta make sure my precious wife is always protected."

Alexandra couldn't shake the feeling something was off. She darted a nervous glance at Kenneth, who promptly shifted his focus back to Sofia. "Now, Sofia, care to explain the Pedro parade when you weren't even on the clock?"

Feeling the weight of his gaze, Sofia glanced at Alexandra, who rolled her eyes in disbelief. Steeling herself, she spun a flimsy web of lies.

"Mr. Morgan, it's not what it seems. You see, my family… we're cramped, living five in a room. No privacy for a girl in love, right? So, when Mrs. Morgan's asleep, I… I bring Pedro here. Just to hang out, you know. Garage, guest room… wherever we can find a corner."

Alexandra narrowed her eyes as Sofia's story unfolded. The air crackled with unspoken tension, the weight of deceit thicker than humidity on a winter night.

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Sofia, pleading for their belief, added, "Discreetly, of course, Mr. Morgan. We wouldn't dream of causing trouble. Just a couple needing some alone time. Renting a motel? Impossible! Need the money to keep my sisters in school, food on the table…"

Kenneth sighed, seemingly touched by her fabricated sob story. "Sofia, I understand. But our kindness has limits," he said, turning to Pedro. "And you, young man? Care to add your two cents?"

Sporting a sheepish grin, Pedro mumbled with a sly chuckle, "Mr. Morgan, my roommate's a light sleeper. Not exactly the honeymoon suite for Romeo and Juliet!"

Kenneth, surprisingly unfazed, nodded understandingly. He then shifted his gaze back to Sofia, who was on the edge of her fears, her eyes pleading for mercy. But with a surprising turn, Kenneth dismissed her anxiety.

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"Sofia, you're not getting fired. Don't worry, okay? In fact, consider that raise we discussed."

Sofia, caught off guard, stammered, "A raise? Mr. Morgan, I… I don't know what to say. Are you... are you serious?"

Kenneth chuckled, "This is the perfect time for it. You and Pedro can maybe rent a place, a little love nest to call your own. Sounds good?"

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Pedro, feigning joy, gently wrapped his hands around Sofia's shoulders. Sofia, torn between relief and guilt, thanked Kenneth but declined the offer, "Mr. Morgan, I appreciate it, but I feel guilty for sneaking into your bedroom like that. I don't deserve this."

"Sofia, it's okay. I'm just relieved to know Pedro is your boyfriend," Kenneth added with a teasing smile, "For a moment, I thought my wife had gotten herself a lover!"

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Alexandra, who had been silently seething, froze in shock. "Ken, Oh my God... that's ridiculous!" she protested.

Kenneth laughed heartily, "Just kidding, Alex. Lighten up a bit." Sofia and Pedro, caught between terror and relief, joined in with a sheepish chuckle.

The room hung in a delicate balance as Alexandra, desperate to salvage what was left of the moment, cupped Kenneth's face. "Ken, I would never think about another guy. You mean everything to me, and I love you so much."

Kenneth's smile faded, replaced by a serious gaze. He held Alexandra's hands and stared into her eyes. "Alex, the last thing I'd ever want is to think my wife is cheating on me."

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Alexandra, her voice filled with sincerity, reassured him, "Ken, I'm always loyal to you. You're the only man in my life."

Still holding her hands, Kenneth replied, "I know, Alex. But I hate lies. I hate people who pretend to be on my side and then stab me in the back."

His gaze shifted from Alexandra to Sofia. "Sofia, will you ever lie to me again?" he asked, his eyes probing for honesty.

A startled Sofia, her eyes wide, shook her head vehemently. "No, Mr. Morgan. I would never lie to you again. I promise."

Kenneth, seemingly satisfied, released a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Good," he said, stepping away. "Sofia, you'll get your raise starting this month." He approached a drawer to take out the money, momentarily stepping away from the living room.

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The aftermath of the tumultuous events left the room thick with tension, a silent battlefield where words became weapons. Still grappling with the echoes of her accusations, Alexandra turned her attention to Pedro.

"Is this true, Pedro? Were you sleeping with Sofia in my bedroom?" her voice sliced through the air. "You pervert! How could you cheat on me with my maid?"

Pedro, his eyes meeting Alexandra's, whispered, "No, Alex, babe, no, no! Nothing happened in the bedroom. Your husband walked in just as Sofia was trying to untie me."

"Untie you?"

"Yes! I was waiting for you the way you wanted me to wait for you when we heard your husband approaching, and..." Pedro gasped.

Caught in the crossfire, Sofia stepped forward, her eyes pleading with Alexandra. "Mrs. Morgan, please believe me. I was just trying to save your marriage. Mr. Morgan... he's innocent. Please don't do this to him."

Alexandra, a mix of relief and stubborn pride on her face, didn't offer an apology. Instead, she assured Sofia, "This won't be your last raise if you play along and keep your little mouth shut."

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Sofia was shocked by the revelation. "What does that mean?" she exclaimed.

With a sly smile, Alexandra revealed her true intentions, "I'll keep paying you more if you keep Pedro's visits a secret whenever Kenneth is away, okay?"

Sofia, her sense of justice stirred, couldn't hold back. "But Mrs. Morgan, this is wrong. Mr. Morgan is a good man, and he doesn't deserve this. He... he loves you. And trusts you."

However, Alexandra waved off Sofia's concerns, dismissing them with a casual arrogance. "I've never been this happy, not even in my twenty years of marriage, as I am with Pedro. Trust me, darling. It feels heavenly. Not the sort of gloomy nights I used to spend beside Kenneth, crying into my pillow. I want this to last... please listen to me. Play along. Not for free, I promise. Besides, you'd be one dumb little duckling to decline the free dollars!"

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Sofia, torn between loyalty to her employer and a moral compass pointing to the right path, tried to reason, "But, Mrs. Morgan, this is unfair to your husband. He's been nothing but good to you."

In a sudden shift, Alexandra's demeanor turned threatening. "Sofia, you better keep your mouth shut and obey, or I'll frame you for theft and have you fired."

Now faced with a dire ultimatum, Sofia felt the weight of the decision ahead.

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The room simmered with tension as Pedro, unable to remain silent in the face of injustice, confronted Alexandra. "This is unfair, Alex. Sofia was just trying to help. You can't threaten her like this."

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Fueled by anger, Alexandra shot back, "I'm capable of anything to keep this marriage alive, Pedro. Do you understand? My love for Kenneth died the day I discovered he was infertile. I've been forcing myself to keep this marriage together for the sake of his money and the lavish lifestyle he provides. And I'm ready to pay any price to keep my little secret buried, you understand?"

Pedro, caught off guard by the raw honesty of her confession, found himself at a loss for words. Reveling in the discomfort she'd stirred, Alexandra continued, "I could have a hundred guys waiting in line for me, Pedro. You should be proud and lucky that I chose YOU!"

Realizing the situation's depth, Pedro reluctantly shut his mouth, grappling with the weight of Alexandra's revelations.

Meanwhile, while pulling out wads of cash from the drawer, Kenneth discovered that some money was missing. He raised his voice and yelled, "There's some money missing!"

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Seizing the opportunity to divert attention, Alexandra leaned toward Sofia and instructed her to take the blame for the missing money. Pedro and Sofia stared at Alexandra, shocked, the weight of her demand sinking in.

"But, Mrs. Morgan, I can't do that. It's not right. I didn't take the money. I would never steal," Sofia asserted.

Ignoring Sofia's protest, Alexandra insisted, "You'll take the blame, Sofia. It's for the sake of this family. Don't forget how we fed you... gave you a job... and saved you when we found you on the streets, with your family."

His sense of justice ignited as Pedro interjected, "Alexandra, this is too much. You can't just manipulate people like this."

But Alexandra was unmoved and shot back, "Pedro, you should learn your place. You play by my rules if you want to stay in this game. Don't forget that you're here at my mercy. It wouldn't take my husband two minutes to call the cops if I told him you and Sofia stole my jewels! Think again. The ball's in my court, darling!"

Tension crackled in the air as Kenneth stormed in and tossed the wads of dollars onto the table. His eyes, ablaze with intensity, fixed on Sofia, and with a stern voice, he declared, "I hate lies. Where's the rest of the money, Sofia? Did you take it? C'mon, answer me, girl. Did you steal my money?"

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Feeling the weight of impending doom, Sofia sensed that it was now or never. She would be unfairly framed and expelled from the house if she didn't stand up for herself. Summoning her courage, she looked Kenneth in the eye and declared, "Mr. Morgan, I didn't steal the money. Actually, Mrs. Morgan, she—"

However, before Sofia could finish, Alexandra cut through her defense. Accusations dripped from her lips as she pointed the finger at her poor maid, claiming, "She stole the money. If not her, then who else? And on top of that, she brought her boyfriend into the house when nobody was there. Who else could have the nerve to steal your money, Ken? She did it!"

Kenneth angrily turned his attention to Pedro, who remained silent, his gaze fixed on Alexandra as if silently pleading to end this madness.

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"Mr. Morgan, I would never steal. I've been loyal to this family for so long," Sofia cried.

However, undeterred by her pleas, Alexandra continued her assault. "Ken, honey, open your eyes. She's lying to save her boyfriend, and she'll do anything to protect him."

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"Pedro, say something. What do you know about this?" Kenneth demanded Pedro to speak up.

But Pedro remained silent, frozen by the lengths Alexandra went to save herself from getting caught.

The air in the room grew heavy with tension as Kenneth, driven to the brink of fury, pointed at the wads of dollars on the table. "Pedro, it could all be yours if you just confess the truth," he urged, his jaws clenched and eyes blazing with fury.

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Pedro, torn between truth and the allure of the money, hesitated. Unmoved by moral qualms, Alexandra rolled her eyes and gestured for him to take the money, her unspoken message clear — put the blame on Sofia and save yourself.

Swallowing hard, Pedro resisted the temptation and declined the offer. Now teetering on the edge of madness, Kenneth directed his focus to Sofia. "Do you know a certain Bobby?" he questioned, a glint of menace in his eyes as he balled his fists.

Sofia was confused and shook her head. "No, Mr. Morgan, I don't know anyone named Bobby."

Kenneth stared daggers at her as he revealed, "Bobby is an old buddy of mine in the department. Once you're behind bars, he'll ensure you never see the light of day again. And mark my words — the life behind those bars is anything but pleasant."

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Fear gripped Sofia as Kenneth threatened to involve someone from the department. Desperation in her voice, she pleaded, "Mr. Morgan, I haven't stolen anything. Please believe me."

Ignoring her pleas, Kenneth continued to escalate the situation. He declared his intention to have Bobby visit Sofia's family, checking her house for more stolen items. Sofia's composure broke as she begged him to spare her family, insisting on their innocence.

Alexandra's eyes gleamed with a calculating coldness as she turned to Kenneth. "Oh, Ken, I absolutely agree. Call the police, let's get this sorted," she said, her gaze piercing through Sofia.

Without missing a beat, she added, "In fact, now that I think of it, my diamond bracelet has been missing. I haven't seen it since last week. You don't suppose... Sofia might know something about it, do you? We're yet to find out what else she's been stealing from us, honey. Call the cops."

The room fell into a heavy silence, tension thick in the air. Kenneth's demand for the truth hung unanswered in the stillness. Pedro, his eyes locked with Alexandra's, took a deep breath.

"Mr. Morgan, please don't call the police," Pedro declared, his voice shaky but resolute. "There's something you need to know."

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Kenneth, still agitated, paused, a questioning look in his eyes.

"What are you talking about, Pedro?" he demanded sternly.

"I'm not Sofia's boyfriend. The truth is, I'm Alexandra's secret boyfriend," Pedro confessed, looking directly at Kenneth. "I... I've been sleeping with your wife."

A gasp escaped Sofia, her eyes widening in shock. Kenneth's face transformed from anger to disbelief. The crimson drained off his face as he slowly turned to his wife.

"Alexandra, is this true?" Kenneth furrowed his brows.

Alexandra, attempting to maintain her composure, scoffed. "This is utter nonsense, Ken. Pedro is lying. Don't fall for this melodrama. Why would I... God, why would I even think of cheating on you? Damn... I love you, honey. I mean it."

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Pedro, still holding onto Sofia, shot a desperate look at Kenneth.

"Mr. Morgan, please, don't call the police. I couldn't let Sofia take the blame for something she didn't do," Pedro pleaded, the weight of the situation evident in his voice. "She's innocent. Your wife... she called me over tonight, saying you'd be gone on a business trip as usual."

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"Ken, honey, I swear I haven't seen this man before," Alexandra stammered, her voice betraying a hint of fear.

Pedro, undeterred, stepped forward, attempting to reassure Alexandra.

"It's okay, Alexandra. The truth is out now. There's nothing to be scared of," he said softly. "He needs to know about our affair one day or the other."

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But Alexandra, in a sudden burst of disdain, pushed Pedro away, her expression contorted in disgust.

"Disgusting! The thought of being involved with a man like you is absurd," she declared angrily. "How dare you accuse me of such a disgusting affair, you moron? I don't even know you."

Disheartened and lacking concrete proof of their affair, Pedro stood helpless. Alexandra, well aware of the lack of evidence, seized the moment.

"Ken, call the cops. It's time to put an end to this circus. They're trespassers and need to be arrested," she smirked confidently.

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"Mr. Morgan, please, there must be some way to prove the truth. I wouldn't risk everything to destroy your marriage," Sofia pleaded as Pedro rummaged through his phone for any evidence to expose Alexandra.

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He condemned himself for not having records of their chats. Alexandra would only contact Pedro through anonymous numbers from the internet, leaving no traces of her infidelity. To keep her affair under wraps, she'd never sent Pedro her pictures... not even one.

With a triumphant grin, Alexandra interjected, determined to push her narrative.

"You won't find any proof because there is none. This is a desperate attempt to cover their tracks. Let the police sort this out," she confidently asserted.

Pedro felt the weight of betrayal settle heavily upon him as he shakily retreated to a chair, slumping into it. The disbelief in his eyes mirrored the disbelief in his heart — how could Alexandra do this to him? How could she use him and throw him to save her back?

Sofia stood frozen and shaken as she contemplated not just the potential loss of her job but the terrifying fate behind bars. The weight of shame that would burden her widowed mother and three sisters was unbearable.

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Amid the tumult, Kenneth's voice cut through the air, directed at Alexandra.

"I wouldn't want to embarrass myself in front of the police," he angrily declared, shooting a piercing stare at his wife.

Alexandra was caught off guard and turned to him with a furrowed brow. "What do you mean by that?"

Kenneth's response was stern and uncompromising. "It means it's time for you to pack your stuff and get out of my house."

Sofia and Pedro exchanged stunned glances, their predicament taking an unexpected turn.

Pale with shock, Alexandra demanded an explanation. "What? Ken, honey, what's going on?"

Kenneth pulled out his phone, displaying a damning screenshot of Alexandra and Pedro locked in a passionate kiss on the balcony. It was from footage from three weeks ago.

The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the sound of Alexandra's sharp intake of breath. The revelation hit her like a bag of bricks, leaving her speechless and exposed.

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"You see, Alexandra, even I can play the evidence game," Kenneth remarked, a cold satisfaction in his voice.

"You've betrayed me, Alexandra. Now, you'll face the consequences. Today's canceled business trip was my well-planned game to catch you red-handed with your secret lover. But my bad... Sofia took the blame on her. So I had to play this game differently!"

Kenneth's revelation hung in the air, a damning indictment of Alexandra's secret rendezvous. As the truth unfolded, the weight of guilt pressed down on her, and her face drained of color.

Seizing control of the revelation, Kenneth disclosed the carefully laid groundwork of his discovery. "A few weeks ago, when I was supposedly on a business trip, a friend tipped me off about seeing you cozying up with a guy at a resort," he declared, his voice laced with a mix of anger and disappointment.

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Kenneth described the doubt that had crept into his mind, prompting him to maintain composure and gather evidence. Unbeknownst to Alexandra, the backyard cameras had been the backdrop to the unraveling drama, capturing her clandestine affair with precision.

The room echoed with slow, deliberate claps as Kenneth unveiled his wife's betrayal. With a sinister satisfaction, he added, "You played your games well, but you underestimated my resolve."

Blood drained from Alexandra's face as she pleaded with Kenneth for a chance to explain, her voice a mix of desperation and fear. The foundation of her carefully constructed facade crumbled, leaving her vulnerable and exposed.

"Explain?" Kenneth scoffed, his anger bubbling to the surface. "What could possibly justify betraying our marriage?"

"Kenneth, please, just let me—" Alexandra began, her voice shaky and filled with desperation.

Kenneth raised a hand, cutting her off. "Let you what? Spin more lies? I think I've heard enough."

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"You know what's ironic?" he continued, his tone laced with bitterness. "I was willing to forgive and forget, thinking our marriage was worth salvaging. But this..." He gestured toward the damning evidence on his phone. "This is beyond forgiveness."

"Kenneth, please don't do this. We can work through it. I... I made a mistake," Alexandra held her head and pleaded.

Kenneth's expression remained cold and unyielding. "A mistake is forgetting to buy groceries. This," he pointed again to the incriminating images, "is a deliberate betrayal. You broke my heart like glass. And there's no forgiveness, Alexandra. Never. GET OUT!"

Kenneth's gaze followed Alexandra as she stormed out, the weight of betrayal heavy in the air. The room echoed with the sound of her departing footsteps, a harsh reminder of shattered trust.

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Feeling the weight of guilt and the sting of heartbreak, Pedro turned to Kenneth. "I never meant to hurt you," he admitted, his voice laden with remorse. "I thought she loved me."

Kenneth, though seething with anger, looked at Pedro with a mix of pity and disdain. "She doesn't love either of us, Pedro. We were just pawns in her game."

As Pedro left, Kenneth was left alone with Sofia. She stood there, a mix of shame and apology etched on her face. "I'm sorry, Mr. Morgan. I never meant to deceive you," she confessed, her voice trembling.

Kenneth, surprisingly calm, placed a reassuring hand on Sofia's shoulder. "Sofia, you were put in a difficult position. I needed to know the extent to which you would go to cover her tracks. You sided with a cheater. Why?"

Sofia looked up at him, her eyes searching for understanding. "I didn't want to see your marriage crumble, Mr. Morgan. I thought maybe your wife would change. I wanted to give her a chance to explain. But..."

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Kenneth nodded, acknowledging the complexity of human emotions. "Sometimes, people choose the path of deception until they face the consequences. The truth always finds a way out, Sofia."

Months later, Kenneth found solace in a local bar with friends, laughter replacing the echoes of a broken marriage. Spotting Alexandra in the shadows, he remained indifferent to her rehearsed apologies.

"I'm sorry, Kenneth. I messed up," Alexandra pleaded.

"You don't have to apologize, Alexandra. It's over... everything's over between us," Kenneth retorted, his gaze unwavering.

As Alexandra sat alone, a younger man approached, tossing her declined credit card onto the table. "I have nothing to do with a broke woman like you!" he sneered, walking away.

Kenneth smirked, finding bitter satisfaction in Alexandra's downfall. Dancing with a new companion, he embraced the freedom of moving on as Alexandra watched him from the bar counter, tears fogging her eyes.

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