Perfect Chaos Read online Jodi Ellen Malpas

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 151864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 759(@200wpm)___ 607(@250wpm)___ 506(@300wpm)
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“Help women do what?” I’m so fucking confused.

She turns to face me, swallowing. “I help them to expose their cheating husbands.”

I draw a blank, my eyes dropping and darting across the floor. “I don’t understand.”

“Women pay me to supply evidence against their unfaithful husbands. I lure them in, get the pictures of them cheating with me, and pass them to the wives.”

My head snaps up fast, sending a shockwave down my neck. “You’re a honeytrap?” I ask, things slowly starting to fall into place.

She nods, dropping her head in shame. “There. Now you know.”

My mind is whizzing, and I stagger over to a bar stool and sit, my legs wobbling. “And Sal?”

“Moya hired me,” she tells me.

My mouth falls open, stunned. “Moya hired you to trap Sal?” That’s crazy. Why would she do that?

“She said the best way to get close was to work for him, since he is practically married to his job.” She shrugs lamely.

I don’t believe this. It’s absurd. Moya paying someone to fuck Sal? “Does she suspect he’s been unfaithful before?”

She shakes her head. “She said things had changed at home. That he wasn’t the same anymore and she was worried he was going elsewhere.”

My stare is rooted to the worktop, my mind trying to make sense of this. “He’s not the same because the poor bloke is run ragged at home and working his fingers to the bone at work.” It’s not fair that Moya’s done this to him, especially when he’s so stressed and vulnerable. Sal’s never cheated before. I just know it, so who’s to say any of the other men Lainey’s charmed into bed have? They might be like Sal. Stressed and caught at a weak moment. And then plagued by guilt. What Lainey does is immoral. Plain wrong. “Don’t you have a conscience?” I look up at her. “All the marriages you’re ruining.”

“I’m exposing cheating arseholes. That’s all.”

“Sal’s not a cheating arsehole.” The poor bloke thinks Moya doesn’t know about his indiscretion with Lainey. He’s in pieces, battling guilt, and worrying that Moya might find out, when she probably already knows.

“I know he’s not.” Lainey walks over and tentatively takes a seat next to me. “All of my clients, the wives, know their husbands are cheating or have cheated, but they just didn’t have the proof. Women need that. The proof. It’s like confirmation that they’re not going crazy.”

Moya’s words come back to me. I feel like I’m turning into an irrational psycho.

Fucking hell, what is this mess I’m in? “You kissed him,” I grate.

“I was supposed to do a lot more than that, but I couldn’t.” Her hand comes across and takes mine. “I couldn’t do it, Tyler, because all I could think of was you. I took the job to get closer to Sal. But I liked it there. I liked you. After Sal and I—”

“Don’t say it, Lainey.” I want to vomit.

“I couldn’t go through with it. And I could see Sal was horrified by what happened. Riddled with guilt and regret. So I told Moya he didn’t take the bait. And I promised Sal I wouldn’t say a word. I just wanted to keep my job, Ty.”

“How honorable of you.”

She exhales, and silence falls as endless questions run amok in my mind.

“And the woman who turned up at the office today and gave you that stinger of a slap?” The evidence is still there, though the angry mark has settled. “She said you met her husband last night. Did you? When you told me you were seeing your sister?”

“Yes, I told you. He’s been hounding me for months. I did what she wanted me to do. I got her the pictures she needed to prove he was unfaithful, but they decided to try and fix their marriage. Then he started contacting me, telling me he was in love with me.”

I huff a little. I know how that feels. Poor fucker. “And your previous job?”

“The MP?” she questions, and I nod. “Another one of the fallen.”

“Fallen?” I’m confused, but I quickly figure it out. “Fallen in love with you. His wife hired you, too?” It’s all flowing now, all the lies and deceit and the web she weaves. The web she’s dragged me into.

“He wouldn’t let me quit,” Lainey sighs. “Said he’d ensure I’d never work again so I threatened to take the pictures to the paper and claim sexual harassment. It was my only out.”

I laugh. This is incredulous. “You’re saying, you’ve deliberately set out to sleep with another woman’s husband? Every fucking time? So they get their evidence? You can live with that? You’re fucking gorgeous, Lainey. I doubt there is any man, neither straight nor gay, who wouldn’t want you when you throw your seducing charm at them. Don’t you see that maybe you’re the one who caused the affairs rather than just the proof they’d been happening already?” I blow out a shocked gust of air, pulling my hand from her grasp, uncomfortable with her touch.


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