Mommy’s Hiding Her Quintuplets From Her Charismatic CEO Baby Daddy

He Fucked Her Mercilessly



This person was Rollo. He had a sardonic smile on his lips as he watched the two women. He had no business with either of Cassie nor Brigitta. His business was with Ragnar Marshall. He was here for revenge of his father, Miguel Marcola.

Although Miguel Marcola never knew he had a son but that was because his mother hid him from Miguel after noticing she was pregnant of him. Rollo’s mother knew that should she tell Miguel about the pregnancy, he would claim the baby and teach him the way of drugs. For many years, Rollo questioned her mother for the identity of his father but his mother never reveal it.

Rollo had been working for Ragnar Marshall for five years and had rose to become one of his most trusted men cause of his sharp fighting and killing skills. He had also followed Ragnar Marshall to do some underground business so when Ivan, the previous butler died, Ragnar picked him to come and serve as a butler in his house. Ragnar Marshall chooses people he has a bit of trust in.

Whereas, it was that same period that Rollo’s mother revealed to him that his father was the once-popular number-one drug Lord, Miguel Marcola, and that he had been killed by Ragnar Marshall. His mother wants him to take revenge on Ragnar. But it’s difficult, firstly, Ragnar Marshall wasn’t a man that can be killed easily, secondly, Ragnar Marshall had once saved him from death during a war.

Rollo was torn between doing what his mother wants and not doing what she wants. While in his thoughts, he received a call from Cassie then went to heed her call at once.

“How much can I pay you to rape someone and have it on tape?” Cassie asked bluntly as soon as he appeared.

“Rape? I’m sorry but I don’t do that.” He answered.

“Money motivates everyone, state your price firstly,” she said.

Rollo didn’t know if this was a trap or not, he needed to be very careful about this offer, “who is this person?”

“When you agree, we will talk about it.” Cassie said and seeing that he seemed to be thinking about it, she added, “when you have thought it through, let me know.” Then she dismissed him.

Today was a Sunday and as Brigitta lay on her bed, she heard a knock on the door. She went to open it and surprisingly saw Chester at the door.

“Sweetheart, aren’t you supposed to be resting with your siblings in your room?” She asked. Chester had just departed from the kid’s room few minutes ago.

“I’m having a little headache, mom. I want to be with you.”

“Sure,” she carried him and as she walked with him back to her room, she noticed that he was truly not fine. She placed him down gently and began to think of whether to go to a pharmacy to get a drug that can ease him of his pain for now or whether to just wait until tomorrow morning when she can invite the doctor over.

She covered him well and sat, thinking about what to do when another knock suddenly came through to her door. She stood and went ahead to the door, seeing Rollo, she spoke before he can even speak, “you give me a call if you need anything from me, you don’t just appear before my doorstep.”

Rollo was surprised at her outburst, he can tell from his first day here that Brigitta doesn’t necessarily like him. “I’m sorry. I just want to invite you to my birthday party. I couldn’t say that on phone. I should just leave.”

“Hold on,” she stated and he turned to her. “when is your birthday and when is the party taking place?”

“Tomorrow night, I’ll be so glad to see you there. I picked Randsvine Avenue as the event hall.” He said.

“Oh… I’ll let you know what I decide. And happy birthday in advance.” She said. He thanked her and walked away.

She felt bad for being so harsh to him nonetheless but she just needs to let him know his place.

Hours passed by quickly and it was already the following day, Brigitta could be seen dressed gorgeously in a white polo shirt and a jean trouser. She looked adorable to the eye, she was entering Randsvine Avenue event hall where the new butler’s birthday party was taking place.

When she entered, she was stunned at how beautifully decorated everywhere was. There were many noble men and cooperate women here as well. Infact, it was as though a celebrity was the one having the birthday party.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

While trying to look for a seat in the busy and flashy hall, she noticed someone approaching her, this person was Rollo. He was dressed handsomely, of course, as the celebrant of the day. His black tuxedo suit fit him perfectly.

“Hey, miss. Brigitta. Thank you so much for coming to my birthday party,” he said with a faint smile.

“You are welcome. And happy birthday to you,” she smiled. Then he lead her to a table where she sat alongside strange but welcoming faces. She exchanged pleasantries with those seated at her table and in a jiffy, delicious foods, fruits and drinks were served before her.

She couldn’t help but wonder how a butler can have this much money to organize this expensive looking birthday party. Perhaps, Ragnar Marshall pays his butler really well.

She soon began to eat and drink just like others, while listening to the light conversation of the women on her table.

All of a sudden, she felt dizzy. Then she felt tipsy and then she felt sleepy. All sorts of unexpected feelings arose in her. She wasn’t herself. Perhaps, she was allergic to the foods and wines she had taken.

So she managed to stand and asked one of the servers for directions to the toilet. Once the direction was described, she began to walk towards it. But as she took each steps forward, she felt very heavy, it was as though she will loose consciousness. All of a sudden, everything went dark.

Whereas, Rollo had men monitoring Brigitta. The whole sudden-birthday party was a subtle means to enact his agreement with Cassie. He and Cassie had eventually come to an agreement and today, this night, he must do as agreed.

While on his table, gisting with some men and women, a message popped up on his phone, he realized this message was sent by one of the men he asked to keep eye on Brigitta. The message reads, “we have taken her to the fifth room.”

He excused himself politely from the people he was with and walked straight to the fifth room. He had a mask on his face so that she wouldn’t recognize him and the light in the room was dim so that she wouldn’t even suspect by mere looking at his figure. So he pounced on the sleeping woman and ripped her pant apart, then he fucked her mercilessly.


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