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“Wife!” He yelled.
Eyes around the office fell on us. I smiled at the onlookers.
“Keep your voice down.” I held my hand up, revealing my wedding band. “Yes, Lydia is my wife.” I showed him my screen saver of Lydia and I posing in our wedding photo.
“This can’t be.” He scratched his head.
“Curtis, I need you to get a grip. I didn’t know how deep your feelings were for my wife until I had your computer hacked. Does she know you wear a disguise to the strip club to watch her dance? Listen, I’m not going to tell her you stalk her.”
My sinister eyes stared into his. “Just don’t think about fucking with her or I will be forced to end you.” I smacked his shoulder hard.
“Nice talk.” I slid my aviators back onto my face, whistling as I walked away.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
LYDIA
Hayden has been acting a little obsessive lately. He never wants me to work. Now that he’s had me he doesn’t want another man looking at my body. Honestly, I can’t blame him. He recently began coming back into the club frequently. I catch him sometimes, sitting in a secluded corner of the club. Avoiding eye contact with him has worked for me so far.
He hasn’t ever approached me while I’m dancing for other men. If I dance for him, he’s going to ask me to go home early or request I dance for him all night.
One day, Hayden came in at lunch. This is the second time he’s paid me to sit on his lap in the private room, while he worked from his cell phone. I love him, but sometimes it pisses me off how he tries to control me. We made a deal and he’s not abiding by the rules.
My man is saddened often. I can always see it in his eyes. I can’t explain it. I want to be my own person, but still be a part of us as a couple. I’m the other half of us. He tried inviting me to dinner with his friends a few times, I decided it was easier to lie. Tell Hayden I had to study for a big test. Instead of telling him for the fiftieth time why I don’t want to meet them.
The ladies at work told me I lucked up and I should let him take care of me. I didn’t tell them he is my husband. They think he is my boyfriend. If our marriage fails, I can live off the money I’ve saved thus far. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and Hayden isn’t in bed. I’d stroll down the hall to his studio, watching him create masterpieces. Sometimes it would take him thirty minutes to realize I was there. I notice I’ve thrown off Hayden’s work schedule off again. Sometimes he wakes up early makes a few work calls then goes back to sleep at 10.
I know my Hayden loves me. What man would turn his life upside down to be with you if he didn’t. However, our fights are getting worse. I almost slapped him. The look he gave me told me I better not. I know he wouldn’t hit me, maybe ignore me for a while. I hated that fight. I couldn’t wait to get off work. I craved my man.
After my shower, I attacked my husband. Before meeting Hayden, I didn’t understand what all the hype was about sex. I had no idea sex would be this good. I can never get enough of Hayden. I feel like one of his damn stock investments. He takes his time studying those stocks just like he does my body. Hayden makes me cum, so fucking good. I would be fucked without him. I am bat shit crazy for Hayden.
I couldn’t believe Hayden took matters into his own hands for me. I’m not condoning someone taking another person’s life, but the man who stalked me when I was a child, deserved it. If it wasn’t for my parents keeping me close he could have kidnapped me and killed me like he did the two poor little kids. The news articles reflect Bobby Holmes disappeared. Hayden did the world a favor.
Hayden sits in the back of my classes sometimes. I peek back at him. I notice he’s working on his laptop. The staff let him sit in because he made a large donation to the University. The women gawk and whisper about my husband when he enters classes.
One woman took it too far. She sat next to him while listening to the lecture. Hayden and I looked at each other, he shrugged his shoulders. I glanced back a little later and she was smelling him. I wanted to crack her head open. I waited until my professor was facing the board, I gathered my things, made my way to the back of the class, scooted past the woman and Hayden, sitting to his left. I rubbed his hand, while scowling at the woman. She rolled her eyes at me. Hayden shook his head at me, then kissed my cheek.
