Chapter 14 WIFE IN TROUBLE!
14.
~RAFAEL~
"Good morning Wendy!" I greet my personal assistant whose eyes are widened because normally, I don't greet anyone in the office especially in the mornings, I'm always cranky because of the huge pile of work waiting for me.
And now, I have much work to do but I don't feel burdened by it.
"Morning sir, is there something going on?" She asks with an incredulous stare, I return her with a hard stare and she straightens up immediately.
"Jesus, I can't be a cool head boss?"
"There's nothing cool about you fucker." Rowan chips in, passing me a cup of hot Americano which is exactly what I crave for right now.
That crackhead of a wife didn't let me enjoy my morning ritual which involves coffee and poached eggs because I hate how the robe she's putting on outlined her body.
"Stop scolding me in front of my subordinates." I warns with a hard glare but Rowan knows I'm full of shit.
"Are you out of your mind? Why the hell would you marry someone who hates the sight of your family or you in particular?"
Twitching my eyebrows, I lick my lips, enjoying the hot sensation of the drink in my throat."You won't believe how much chemistry we have."
"Jesus Christ." He huffs, taking the seat in front of me, I settle down on my chair and prop my elbow under my chin.
"Don't tell me you're attracted to her."
Throwing my head back, I sigh gruffly,not ready to give him an answer to that but Rowan knows me too well.
"Fuck!"
"Don't blame me, you should see her."
"You can never have anything with her, I swear to God...."
"I know, I know it's all shades of wrong, which is why I chose her as my wife, if she can put all her energy into making this work just to get away from me sooner, it will be beneficial to me."
"You hate marriages, why did you jump into this without thinking?"
"I thought about it over and over again but I had no choice."
Rowan grumbles under his tone because he knows damn well that I didn't have any choice, it's crazy marrying your father's captor.
"How was the dinner Party?"he asks, dumping the conversation about my choices and I'm fucking glad he did. If I had to explain myself to everyone, it shouldn't be my best friend.
"How do I describe it in a way that you will understand?"
"Weird?"
"Fuck yes." I groan.
"What happened?"
"You remembered Blaire?"
Rowan twirls his eyes a bit, trying to remember him, suddenly his eyes widen in realization.
"Jesus, she's fucking Blaire Williams, how did we miss this?"
"Right, I almost shitted in my pants when I saw her, thank God Kim came to my rescue."
"What did she do?"
"She fucking kissed me and it worked." I reply, deciding not to tell him how I let Blaire embarrass her.
"You know I told you then that Blaire is a piece of work, you didn't listen."
"The sex is fucking great, don't blame me."
"Fucking bastard." He chuckles, jerking up from the seat with the documents he came with earlier.
"See you later, don't forget the meeting."
"Sure buddy." He mumble, walking out of the office.
I start tending to my unread heap of emails and messages, A knock came at the door a few minutes into it.
Wendy opens the door and peeks her head in between. She mouths some words but I don't get it.
Frustratingly, she taps her heels on the floor, a hand pushes her into the front and she gasps.
I raise my head up to see the person and surprisingly, it's Blaire.
Fucking hell, what's she doing here?
She's dressed in a tight fitted red dress and red lipstick, accentuating the short hair and her overall look, if it was before, my dick would have been happy to see her but instead, I'm riled up at the sight of her.
What the hell is she doing in my office this early morning?
"Rita didn't give you any tasks to attend to this morning?"
"Good morning to you too, the latest married man in town."Wendy gasps behind her immediately.
I glare at her and she quickly scrambles out of the office, shutting the door behind her.
"Your personal assistant didn't know you're married?" She scoffs, her lips part in an 'O' shape. "You're such a fucking weirdo."
"Thank you for that, is there a problem?"
"I know you got married because of the deal between you and Mom. You know she loves dealing with married men because they seem stable to her, that's why you married her right?"
My mouth dries up immediately, she nipped me at my bud and I don't know how to give her a fucking answer, I manage to maintain the bland look on my face.
"Are you on crack?"
"You don't have to lie to me, Mr. Rollers." She chuckles, sitting on the seat Rowan occupied earlier.
"If you're not here to hand me anything related to the deal I have with your company, you should see yourself out?"
"Really?" She smirks, launching towards the table.
Suddenly, I feel her heels press my groin area, teasing me, a groan spills out of my throat intentionally.
Blaire smirks again, climbing on top of the table and crawls closer to me.
Fuck, I should send her away, I should yell at her for trying to seduce me but fuck, I'm too sex starved for that.
Knowing there's no resistance left in my body, she settles on top of me, pushing her breasts closer to my face and squirm softly on me, awakening my soft cock.
"You missed me huh?"
Her hand moves to my belt and she slowly unbuckles it, it doesn't take Blaire a second before she brings out my cock and stroke it softly.
"Blaire, stop." I groan harshly, grabbing her hair, she smiles and slowly presses her tongue on the cap while her eyes are on me.
"I won't tell my mom about your dirty secret if you agree to fuck me." She proposes.
The image of Kimberly laughing and teasing me suddenly creeps into my brain and something in me snaps, I rear away from her, making her crumble on the floor.
"Fuck you if you think I'm going to be threatened by this." I rearrange my trouser, guilt washes over me.
Why the hell am I feeling guilty? Why does it feel like I'm cheating on Kimberly when we never had a real marriage to begin with?
"You won't even marry her properly,why won't you let us continue this?" Blaire whines bitterly and I shake my head.
"I told you several times that we're over." I shake my head, suddenly, my phone starts to ring, surprisingly, it's from Kimberly.
"You're missing me?"
"Rafael." She calls after some moments of silence, her voice strained and small.
"What's wrong?"
"I think I'm in trouble." Kim answers with tears in her voice.
Jesus, did she get arrested again? Or is Eliana up to another trick?
That fucking asshole of a woman?
"Where are you?" I breathe out, anxiety eating the fuck out of me.
"At st. Jose hospital."
Sighing, I pick up my second phone and start walking out of the office but Blaire's annoying voice pulls me back.
"Where the fuck are you going?"
"My wife needs me you moron of a woman."