As far as I was concerned, though my taste had never ran to the pinup doll type, I saw nothing wrong with her. And if that’s what my dick wanted, I know him well enough to know that he won’t be satisfied until he has her.
In other words, I can fuck six other women right now and he still wouldn’t be happy. Not until I get her. And get her I will. Which brings me back to Rachel and her bullshit.
She’d never been jealous of Cindy. Maybe because in the beginning she was just getting into her cult shit and had no time for anything else. But there’s also the fact that she knows me, so she’d have picked up on the fact that I had no interest.
But even though she hadn’t come right out and said it I know she’d seen my interest in Brielle and that was her reason for trying to horn in on my vacation plans.
I’m sure it’s pissing her off no end that I refuse to give in. But those days are long gone. When she was my wife and the mother of my child, I showed her all the respect she deserved for that position and then some.
Once the divorce became final she no longer exist. I was already regretting my kindness in letting her stay here until she found a place to stay. I don’t owe her shit and if she tries getting in my way with Brielle I’ll kick her ass out on the street I don’t care where she goes.
It’s only because of my little girl that I even give her any kind of recognition, but I don’t even want her anywhere near my kid. As it is, she’s not allowed to be alone with her, ever.
I don’t trust her or those fucks she hangs around with. I’m pretty sure they all know that I’d go to the ends of the earth to protect my child and who knows what they’ll talk the idiot mother into doing.
That one thought has been plaguing me for a while now and is one of the reasons I don’t want her following us to the beach house. I know once her time here is up she’s gonna have to move far away because she can’t afford not even a motel room in this town.
I guess I’m supposed to feel bad about that, but I don’t for too many reasons to get into tonight. It looks like she’d been able to spoil my mood once again, which has become something she’s very good at.
I can hardly bare to see her, furthermore hear her voice. As mad as I had been for my daughter’s sake about the divorce, I have to admit she’d done me a favor. It wasn’t as easy as I’d thought, living with someone I’m not in love with. For my kid I’d been willing to go the distance.
And I figured any woman who went to the lengths she did to procure a husband would be happy with her lot. She knew I wasn’t in love with her so why she should think that shit was gonna change is anybody’s guess.
Still, I’d treated her like a wife and never gave her reason to doubt my fidelity. If she was holding out for my heart she’d set herself a difficult task, but I never once made her feel anything but wanted, for my daughter’s sake.
But now that I look back on it, her joining those freaks was a blessing in disguise. Though I have no idea how they were able to get their hooks into her.
It hadn’t taken me, and my lawyers long to figure out their game, so why that shit went right over the head of an intelligent woman such as herself is still a mystery.
Whatever! It was done now, and she wasn’t allowed anywhere near them or to have any contact while she was still in my house around my kid.
One slip-up is all it would take for me to kick her ass out of my place and not give a damn. She was already getting on my nerves, but if from that last conversation she was thinking of getting in between me, and Brielle, she’d find her ass out in the cold faster than her head could spin.
I can’t let them go away together. I walked around my room in a panic. Things were not going the way I wanted at all, nothing was anymore. How could it all have gone so wrong so quickly?
I’d known I was taking a risk when I tricked Brandon into getting me pregnant. As his assistant, I knew him inside and out after studying the successful business mogul for a whole year before making my approach.
I’d made it a point to study him, to get to know even his weaknesses, so once I got wind of his sexual proclivities I made myself available in that way. I became his ideal woman and set out to land him.