Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19668 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19668 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
“With a fucking hose? Get the fuck out of my office and don’t come back in. You’re fired.”
“What? Why? It’s that stupid woman. She got to you, and you forgot all about me,” she blathered. My brows furrowed as my temper grew heated. The woman had the nerve to insult my wife.
“You were my assistant and nothing more.”
“Don’t say that,” she whined. “I got your coffee every morning, picked up your lunch.”
“Yes, a part of your job description.” Holy shit, I never thought it was a problem until I got married.
“But I could be so much more.” I hit the button for security on my desk phone.
“Mr. Harrison, what can we do for you?”
“I need you to come up and have Ms. Margo Bell removed from my building. Please remove her company access as well.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re going to pay for this. I’m going to tell them that you tried to seduce me,” she threatened.
“Go ahead. I have been recording the entire time.” I lifted my phone to show her the screen.
She gasped, reaching out to take it, but I pulled it back. “You can’t do that. Why are you so cruel to me?”
Security stepped through the door. “Ms. Bell, it’s time for you to leave before they force you out.”
“Ms. Bell, it’s best you leave on your own,” Devon said as he stared her down.
“Fine, but I need to collect my things.” I nodded.
They walked her to her desk, and then I added, “Let her take only her belongings. All electronics are the company’s.”
She tried to take the cell, but the security guard snatched it. “That’s my cell phone.”
“It’s company property. You can have it after it’s been cleared.”
“You can’t do that,” she complained.
“The hell I can’t. There are confidential matters on there.”
“You’re so mean,” she sobbed, letting her tears fall down her face, but it had no effect on me. She was dangerous. Fuck, how was I supposed to tell my wife about this? I never wanted her to get the wrong idea.
“Get her out of here.” After they entered the elevator and the doors closed, I went back to my office. The sickly-sweet stench of her perfume lingered, so I left the door open. Now that I didn’t even have an assistant, I had to get back to work even though I wanted nothing more than to go home and hold my wife.
I spent the rest of the workday drafting the proposal and then sent it to my lawyer. It was time for me to call it a night.
As I drove home, I stopped at a light and my eyes focused on a jewelry shop. “Yelena needs something perfect.” A car beeped behind me as the light changed, so I pulled over and slid into a parking space. The shop was only open for another hour. When the ladies went shopping, they didn’t buy Yelena any special jewelry, so it was my duty to give her everything.
I planned on finding a beautiful gift for her.
My phone rang just as I entered the store. It was Reya. “What’s up, sis? How was the shopping trip?”
“Your wife is nervously waiting for you.”
“Nervously?”
“She’s a new bride and she thinks we spent too much money.” I chuckled to myself. I remember getting an alert of over ten thousand being spent, but that was it.
“Unless the card provider missed transactions, she didn’t spend enough.”
“I know. I tried, but I frightened her when we entered Hermes. As soon as she saw the prices, she bolted.”
“Oh goodness. You should have worked your way up.”
“Uh, I did. How do you think we got to ten K?”
“Fair, but I have to let you go. I’ll be home in an hour and a half.”
“Sir, can we help you?”
“Yes, I need to find something special for my wife.”
“We have a lot of unique pieces. Please look at our exquisite sets we have over here.” I spent twenty minutes until my eyes landed on the perfect necklace.
“Wrap this one up.” I finally hit the road and made it back to the estate by eight.
“About damn time. Your wife went off to read in the living room.” I entered, and there she was, sound asleep with her hand hanging off the sofa and a book on the floor.
“Beloved, you fell asleep.” I kissed her forehead and then scooped her up in my arms.
“Silas,” she whispered. “I missed you,” she added as I laid her on the bed.
“I missed you, darling wife.” I stood straight, staring at her.
“Wife? We haven’t even been intimate at all. Do you have a mistress?” The hurt shook her voice. I’d be angry, but I’d left her alone too long and I’d avoided all physical contact since we married. Just touching her or thinking about her made me hard.
I sat down on the bed and trapped her upper body between my arms. “No, there is not another woman. I told you I’d give you time. You’re my one and only.” My mouth closed down on hers. “But since you need proof, I believe it’s time I made you mine completely.”