Dating In Front of Her Husband

Xander's POV

I was fucking tired of this chick who was clinging to my bicep right now. Like a bee, she had been pestering me to meet her, repeatedly inviting me to have dinner with her.

I tried to avoid her but she wouldn't just concede. When I asked her the reason why she wanted to meet me at dinner, she told me it was just her way to express gratitude to me for granting Zara the same internship as hers.

Tania definitely had something up her sleeve, and I decided to accept her invitation and walk up to this fancy restaurant, my senses alert enough to decode what this hypocritical woman had got in her mind.

I was pissed off by Tania by now but what fucking pushed my buttons was the sight that laid in front of my eyes. MY wife was nestled in someone else's strappy arms. And that someone else was my friend, Andrew.

My breaths went raggy and my wolf was running out of control. I fucking hated seeing my wife so happy in his arms. Her face was lit. When I would fucking trying to corner her