Mega Hit: The Man With All The Power

Chapter 2: betrayal

Without wasting any time he went straight to Lucy' house.

As he made his way up the winding driveway, his eyes fell on the car parked in the garage. It was a stylish and extravagant vehicle, one that spoke of wealth.

It wasn't Lucy's car.

Beside it, another Mercedes-Benz was parked. Even though he was confused as to who owned it because he had never seen Jess drive such a car, he didn't think much about it.

With a deep breath, he pushed open the front door and stepped inside. The living room was well-furnished, with plush sofas and elegant decor, though it fully belonged to Lucy. It was their home.

The angry look on Ivan's face vanished immediately after he entered the living room. The faint sound of moans of pleasure drifting from upstairs made him frown.

The realization of what was happening hit him like a ton of bricks. Even though he couldn't hear the voice clearly, he couldn't be more familiar with Lucy's voice, so he knew it was hers.

"What's going on?" His mind was filled with questions and doubts. "Is she cheating on me, or am I overthinking?" Wondering who she was with or what was going on in their room upstairs, he clenched his jaw and held his phone tightly to his chest, seeking comfort.

Filled with a sense of dread, Ivan rushed towards the door, desperate to find out what was going on.

His heart thumped faster as he approached the entrance. The sound of the moans grew louder with each step taken. Without wasting time, he opened the door. "Oh God, please, it can't be Lucy," he shivered as he murmured to himself with his eyes closed.

He took a slow and cautious step into the room. On opening his eyes, his body shook lightly. The scene he saw unhinged him, and his muscles went taut in an instant. The certainty of it all crushed his soul, and he grabbed the threshold of the door to maintain his balance.

His worst fears were confirmed. There on the bed was Lucy, naked with her legs wide open, as another man who was also naked was on top of her, going in and out of her.

His heart shattered into a million pieces as he heard Lucy's voice moaning in pleasure. Between thrusts, Lucy's moans grew even louder as she orgasmed.

The man appeared to be around 40 years old, with a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. His hair was a messy tangle of sandy blond, and he had a muscular build that spoke of hours spent in the gym.

Looking at him, he was shocked to see the man's face. He was none other than his boss.

The room was filled with the smell of sex and the sound of loud moans. At that moment, Ivan felt like his world was crumbling right before his eyes. His son was struggling for his life while his wife was busy cheating on him.

His heart sank as he stood at the door of his own bedroom, rooted to the same spot, watching in horror as his wife and another man were wrapped up in each other's arms. Their bodies were entwined, lost in a world of their own—a frenzy of passion that consumed them both, oblivious to the fact that he was standing just a few feet away.

As he watched, his facial expression mixed with the rage that was building up inside him. He tried to turn away to escape the painful sight before him, but something kept him rooted to the spot. He was glued and couldn't move.

Finally, unable to take it anymore, he stepped forward and shouted her name.

"Lucy!" His voice echoed inside the room.

The sound of his voice broke through the haze of pleasure that had enveloped both Lucy and his boss.

Startled by the abrupt intrusion, Lucy looked up to see Ivan standing there with tears streaming down his face.

Lucy was shocked to see Ivan at the door. Her face went pale, and she quickly pushed the man off her and covered herself with the duvet as her face contorted with guilt, and she remained silent, fidgeting and unable to meet his eyes.

Jack, on the other hand, had an ugly expression on his face. He quickly stood to his feet, reaching for his clothes. As he dressed, he threw a look of disdain at Ivan, as if he found the whole situation rather amusing.

"What are you doing at home so early? I told you not to come here until it's 3pm right?" Lucy asked cautiously, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice.

Ivan chuckled bitterly as he stepped closer to her. "Were you expecting me to stay late so you could enjoy your intimacy?" He asked, his voice dripping with pain.

Lucy's face went pale as she looked down to the ground, unable to meet him.

"Ivan, please! It's not what you think." She said, "It's not what it looks like," she said, her voice trembling with a bit of emotion. "I can explain. Just give me a chance to speak." She stammered.

"Are you telling me it's not what it looks like when I see another man on top of you having sex with you?" With each word, his voice grew louder and more intense with emotion.

"Why him, Lucy? My boss." Ivan asked with an angry expression.

"Oh shut up." His boss scoffed, eyeing him in disdain.

"Because you think you're rich, you think you can sleep with people's wives?" Ivan asked, his eyes twisted in a mask of rage as he walked past Lucy and went straight to his boss.

The man sneered at Ivan. "I can't speak with you; you are just a nobody after all," he said, trying to brush past him.

He felt a gut-wrenching pain as his boss's words sliced through him, assaulting his self-worth. His face reddens, the sting of betrayal intensifying.

Raising his hands, Ivan threw his fist onto his boss's face, landing two quick punches with intense ferocity right on his face.

"Ivan, Ivan," Lucy shouted in horror and rushed towards the raging Ivan cladded haphazardly in the blanket that she wrapped around herself. She held his hands, stopping him from hitting the already-swollen Jack even more.

"You can't hit him, Ivan."

"How dare you hit me? Do you believe me when I say I can make you disappear without a trace? I'll make you suffer for your actions. Note that." Jack seethed.

 "Stop this Ivan you're being a fool."

"I see, so you've always looked down on me all this while." Ivan laughed self-deprecatingly, his eyes closing as he trembled, and his boss seized the chance to abscond.

"It must have been hard for you to hide your contempt; no wonder you quickly jumped into bed together with him; no wonder I was fired."

"Indeed, power is the greatest aphrodisiac of all." Ivan palmed his face,