Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 70185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
I would’ve left Melanie alone since I had no beef with her. She was a child when our parents did what they did to my mother, and even though we would’ve never been close or had any kind of relationship, sibling or otherwise, she wasn’t in the line of fire.
But knowing that she’s no better than her mother, just another homewrecker, I lost any sympathy I would’ve had for her. The fact that my wife is the woman she did that shit to makes it even worse for her.
I can bury both of them right now with what I know, but it’s not time for that yet either because I don’t want to be the one to do it; I want Justine to. She can have those two while I deal with the sperm donor and his side piece.
JUSTINE
‘Bitch, you might as well take your ass home because you ain’t getting no work done no way. Look at you laid out like a tarantula.’
Not now, Justice, I’m thinking.
‘What you thinking bout?’
How to word this new ethics policy. I don’t want Paul and Melanie to think I’m coming at them.
‘Girl, please, you got time to worry about them two? Fuck their shit up. You better than me because I’d a made flyers and posted them all over the building. I’d a tell everybody she got rot crotch syndrome and see how she could prance around like she’s hot shit. You know she was gunning for your man, don’t you?’
Who?
‘Girl, didn’t you see the way she was eating him with her eyes? That bitch is cock hungry. Or she got some weird fascination with the dicks you ride. All I know is she better not try it with her grasshopper-looking ass.’
How does a person look like a grasshopper?
‘Them long skinny arms and legs and that big ass head with her hair looking like fresh matted hell.’
Sorry, I asked.
Since Marcus had given me the go ahead, I sent out an email to all the department heads to meet me in the conference room after lunch. I felt sick to my stomach after and was almost in a panic. What if no one showed?
I got through lunch, which we had in my office with the girls, which was nice, and I was tempted to keep them with me, but that wouldn’t do because, unlike when I was his assistant, I actually had work to do.
This was working out splendidly though, because Monique was not at my old desk doing nothing, so she was free to run down and see them whenever she liked. I think those poor people must be tired of her already.
She’d browbeat Marcus into giving her my old job since, as she put it, she no longer had to follow his pale ass through the desert on a horse with no name, and the least he could do was let her put her feet up and relax after the last five years in hell.
He'd planned on letting her remain as his personal assistant for personal things, but she said she’d rather watch paint dry. Now she’s doing both and making poor Carl’s life hell because his hidey hole is right next to Marcus’ office, and she swears he's spying on her. He is the new head of security and has access to all areas of the building, so who knows?
When it was time for the meeting, my palms were sweaty as hell. I tried to bribe Marcus to come with me, but he took the pussy and flaked the bastard. He laughed his ass off when I cussed him out. “I don’t know why you’re so worried. Did you forget who you are?”
“I don’t think any of those people are stupid enough not to run when you call. Not only are you my wife, but you’re the COO of this company, second only to me. If anyone even thinks about disrespecting you, then we’ll just have to show them who runs this shit.”
‘Look, daddy, you already bred a bitch, cut that shit out. The big dick energy is fierce with this one.’
Cut it out, Justice, and no smart remarks while I’m in there.
‘Girl, please. You know the only people you going to put the smackdown on are your idiot ex and that electrocuted hyena he fucking. Quiet as it’s kept, where the hell did he find her? It’s gotta be the money. But does she have money? Or did he play the long game and lose?’
You know, Justice, I didn’t think of that. What the hell? You think?
‘I’m just saying, what other reason could he have for doing this mess?’
That was food for thought, but I didn’t have long to dwell because I had to get to my meeting.
I was pleased to see that everyone was already there but held my breath, waiting for the bullshit to start once they realized that Marcus wasn’t attending the meeting. Nothing happened to me. I relaxed even though I felt very anxious with those two in the room staring daggers at me. They probably thought I was coming after their jobs.