Chapter 7
STELLA
I bounced into work the next morning revamped and ready to bust some balls.
Staying at my dad’s overnight had given me time to recoup and shut down those pesky feelings that were virtually useless.
I was back in boss mode. And after treating myself to a late sleep-in and a double shot of coffee, I pivoted past my office and went straight to my husband’s.
Without warning, I slammed his door open. Felix bolted to his feet, ready to let loose on whoever had the audacity to enter his office in such a way—until he processed my presence.
His eyes couldn’t help but peruse my frame, latent yearning sparking in their depths as they ate me all the way up.
Before, that look alone would have had me high on lust and love. Now, it just left my skin feeling slimy, as if coated in a filthy sheen.
And then there was Little Miss Homewrecker, standing behind my husband, her face coated in shock, except for her stare that primarily screamed insecurity and spite.
Could I blame her? Not really.
I was an intimidating figure with pure sex appeal, oozing a certain magnetism that could not be replicated. You either had it, or you didn’t, and the entitled brat wished she had a single ounce bouncing around in that young body.
It wasn’t hard to spread your legs and promise the holy grail. Yet, it was another thing entirely to upsell the merchandise when your goods were glitchy with a whole side of aftereffects.
Oh, yeah. I had looked into her. It wasn’t hard, since my best friend from college was an IT genius—and the only person who knew about the whole mess.
After gaining some background information on Secretary Heather, let’s just say I was disappointed in my idiot husband, who got scammed into dining on off-cut meat when he had prime steak waiting at home.
Sure, when one was hungry, they’d settle for anything. But he would soon find out that he’d be eating leftovers for the rest of his life. ’Cause I’d rather starve than poison my insides with his contaminated meat ever again.
Felix pushed Heather out of the way as he raced around his desk to gather me in a hug. “I missed you last night, sweetheart,” he whispered before lowering his head to press a kiss to the base of my neck.
Barf. Get your disease-ridden lips off me!
After I had settled the boys to bed, I called Felix, feigning tiredness so I didn’t have to return home to him. Of course, I played the doting wife, concerned for his unwell state... that just happened to miraculously resolve overnight.
I had a desperate desire to push Felix away and bitch-slap him into next week, but I had to be smart.
Six weeks!
Instead, my gaze lifted over his shoulder, making sure my expression was giddy as I stared Heather directly in the eyes. Which she promptly averted.
“Leave me with my husband, Hilary.”
“It’s Hea—”
“Leave,” Felix snapped, cutting her off.
Her eyes narrowed before she silently departed, closing the door behind her with a bit of extra force. Oh, baby, I’m just getting started.
Felix settled back into his swivel chair, and I followed suit. Refusing to give him time to think, I pushed between his thighs and leant back against his desk.
“Do you remember how wild we used to get?” I asked, looking down at him, all seductive and sultry. “We could hardly go a few hours without attacking each other. Those were the days, weren’t they, honey?”
He cleared his throat, pulling on his collar. Fucking choke, you asshole.
Grasping onto that thought, I decided to rub that malice in a bit deeper.
“What was your favourite position again, honey? Like this?”
I gave him my back, placed my hands precisely where Heather’s had been, then bent over at the exact same angle, with my back arched.
When I was in the position I had caught them in, I glanced over my shoulder to find my husband’s stare directly in line with my ass.
He was trembling, but for some reason, I didn’t think it was from desire.
I winked. “Don’t you love it like this, Boss?”
Felix glitched and jolted upright. “Wha—what did you call me?”
I giggled while I straightened, turned and fixed his tie. “Sorry for being so unprofessional, honey. I was just teasing. I’m a little stressed. That’s all.”
He grazed my cheek with his knuckles. “Anything I can help with? I know you’ve been busy with the boys, so I don’t want you overwhelmed at work. I can take care of things here.” I’m sure you can, you cheating scumbag—
“I’m okay.” I pouted, testing to see if I was pushing too hard or if I should power through and make the first move. “My return has been somewhat of a rush, you see, so I haven’t had the chance to source an assistant.”
“There are a few in the company who have great experience. I’ll be able to pull one immediately if you need. Do you want me to send you some recommendations—”
He was interrupted midsentence when Heather barged in, clipboard in hand, looking as important as a toddler stomping her foot.
Felix’s cheeks flushed red with anger, and his tone wasn’t much better. “What is it?”
She rattled off his entire schedule for the day, yarning on about such minor details that I was surprised she didn’t book in his morning bowel motion.
I ended up cutting her off with a sharp clap. “Husband,” I said in exaggeration. “Where did you find this gem? She’s so passionate about her job.”
Felix coughed as Heather cocked her hip—until I laid down my request.
“Honey, I’ve just found my new assistant!”
He couldn’t do anything except stutter on his words, which I took advantage of.
“What’s happening?” Heather asked.
“You’re my new assistant, Hilary!” I announced, beaming my white-toothed grin.
“Since you’ve been under the CEO of the company, you must be the most qualified, right?
” Taking advantage of her stunned state, I pressed forward, invading her space until I hovered right before her.
“I’ll settle for no one else to work right alongside me. ”
That was when my husband decided to reboot back to life. “Stella, I don’t think—”
“Come on, Felix,” I whined. “She just read out your every move of the day, so it’s not like you’re going to get lost. And you just finished telling me there are many capable assistants in the company you can have on hand immediately.
Pull one of them. I want this one... Or are you saying you can’t possibly live without Hilary here? ”
“No, of course that’s not—”
“Great, the deal is done then. Hmm. Nothing like a good negotiation to begin the day.”
After giving my speechless husband an air kiss, I swept out of his office, clicking my fingers in Heather’s face as I passed. “Come on, Hilary. We’ve got work to do.”
With a reluctant agreement from Felix, she had no choice but to toddle behind, feet dragging like she was being led to hell. Which wasn’t that far-fetched.
What was the saying? Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
I had two foes who were caught in my sights, and I wanted to ensure I had perfect aim before I pulled the trigger.
May the best woman win.