Wendy had escaped by cat whiskers and she knew it. She knew it would have been over if he hadn't seemed so trusting for few minutes. He didn't ask her any pushy questions. He didn't interrogate he did on much less compromising situations he had caught her in, in the past. She had clutched her phone so tightly because she had half expected that he would suspect she had taken pictures. But he didn't. He even seemed genuinely sorry that she didn't get lunch because he was out. He hadn't even gotten her lunch once since she had started to work at Schelling's but he had apologized, regardless.There it was again. She always had reasons to think the worst of him and then he still gave her reasons to see him as a good person.He was the husband the husband that abandoned her and ran off with his secretary. Then he was also the sweet one who got her lunch and was ready to deal with anyone who spoke less of her.Why couldn't he be consistent? Or was his constant toggling between being a beas
He knew she had cried a lot. He had heard her through the night. The overly puffy eyes she had the next morning were telltales on their own. Plus the fact that she wouldn't even look him in the face. Oh how he wanted to hold her. He had wanted to break into her room that night, pull her close and comfort her. But if he did that, it would mean he was agreeing to her terms.Why did women always want more? He always made clear to the women that were ever in his life that he was not committing. Most of them agreed at first, or maybe pretended they agreed. They always wanted more. Who could resist having a piece of Louis Shelling? They always felt they would eventually get him to change his mind. Wendy was just different. She made him question a lot about himself. For years he had basked in the euphoria that he was the catch. Everything had always been on his terms. The ladies didn't have any other choice but to conform.Wendy had butted out, like he was nothing.And damn, those thre
Wendy rushed into the bathroom, panting hard. She stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She has come to get one drink to clear her head. To get away from all the 'Louis-ness' in Schelling Global Cooperation. Still he had found her. He had brought the same aura to the bar where she was having a decent conversation with someone else. Someone new.When there was a hard knock on the bathroom door, she knew exactly who it was, without even asking.Why the hell would he follow her to the ladies bathroom?'I know you're in there and you can hear me.' He sounded like he was about to explode with anger. 'Can you behave yourself and just get back to whatever you were doing?' Wendy advised. 'This is a public space, Louis. This is a ladies bathroom. You can't come in here.'The door swung open immediately as if to prove her wrong. He stepped into the bathroom and the large room seemed so small to Wendy all of a sudden'This is what we're doing now? This is what we are doing now, Wend
Louis followed her. No, she couldn't have said what he had just heard her say. He met up with her just when she was almost at the door to her room.'No you stop there.You can't just throw that in my face and walk away. We're still talking.' Louis barked.She didn't even slow down. 'Well, I am done talking to you.' Wendy insisted and walked into her room. Louis followed. 'You don't get to throw yourself at any man because the first man you slept with, isn't into love. That's self destructive!'Wendy turned to face him. 'That's the issue with you. You think everything is about you. I wasn't having sex before I met you. I had sex with you first. So? You don't think I can move on from that? I never said I want love. I just wanted a committed partner. You made it obvious that I can't get it from you and I have moved on, Louis. If you think it is self destruction, I don't care.' She said.'Wen' He said in a deep husky voice that sent Wendy's heart drumming in her chest. He walked to her
Everything else happened like a movie. A box of new clothes, a box of shoes and a little box of jewellery were delivered to Wendy's room. An envelope containing a credit card was equally handed over to her.She was hurt. She had assumed something good was already coming out of their arrangement but she had been so wrong. It had been aborted as soon as it had began and Louis had moved on rather too quickly.He already had that hot girl over and they had obviously showered together. Wendy wondered if she shouldn't have gone with the relationship on his terms. At least he didn't have that bored look or the accusing look he always had when he spoke to her in the past. He even treated her like a queen. Bought her lunch. Plus the sex was great. Now he had gone back to stone cold. He had moved on like he had promised. Ordering her around like she was still that excort that had tried to set him up. When she had gotten back into her room, she had one thing in mind. To make him regret tossin
'So this is what she looks like in person?'The man stared her down, and she looked away, intimidated.Why didn't Louis tell her how intimidating the man looked? She could not belief she stood before a man who she had seen only few times on TV or in some magazines in the the library. She was in a rich politician's house. There was another woman at the table. She had briefly looked up and returned back to her meal, quietly.Louis did not act like there was another person on the table. Louis nodded to his father's question and urged Wendy with his hand on her bare back to say something.Wendy did not know what to say to the man. So she went with an opening greeting.'Good day, sir.' She greeted.'You know I want to be mayor right?' He asked. 'Call me Mayor. ' He ordered after Wendy nodded.'Good day, Mayor.' She repeated, tensed under his gaze.'Good day, lady. So who are you?'The question threw her off. Didn't he know who she was before he invited her to his house? She didn't know
Louis opened up the door to his room, and let his wife step in first. She still had an attitude and brushed past him. She sat down on one of the chairs and kicked off her heels. She looked so good doing that He would have preferred it if they were back a home and he was many meters away from her. Himself up in his bathroom having a cold shower to remove his mind from her good she looked and felt against him while she was locked away in her room downstairs. It was difficult to control himself but it was better. Now he had to deal with sharing a room with the woman who had so much sensuality in her, held so much power over him and didn't even know. He should have gone back home. But his step brother did not want to hear of it. His step brother. The reason why he fell out with his father Louis had adored his father for years and then hated him for years. The mayor had been his hero. Till he had seen his mother crumble because of him.He had just been twelve when they got divorced. Ja
'So you're cheating now?' His smile was so bitter. One could clearly see that the man was displeased. That he was disappointed. It was that disappointment on his features that angered Wendy. How dare he? Who gave the right to be selfish? He wanted her to himself but was fast to invite one of his many lays over, and fuck her in the shower. Seeing the image in her head was torture. It filled her with so much rage.'Did you not cheat first?' She fired back. 'Look, you don't own me. I can get down with anyone I find attractive. Call it cheating one more time and I'll lose it completely. We are not married.' She swore at him, shaking her fist at him.Louis went quiet. It had to be karma. Louis Schelling who had every woman begging to be in his bed, even for a split second. They all were grateful to have a taste of the town's most eligible bachelor. He had felt like a god for years. Making the rules and setting the conditions. Now he was doing the begging. And the woman had her mind ma