“I’m going to make your life a living hell, Zander. I have sacrificed a lot for Patrick.” Kristal wiggled her finger in my face. He took her finger and lowered it, wrapping her dress back around her waist for her.“By fucking his father?” Zander smirked.She sneered at him. “It was all a mistake. I didn't—”“Tell that to Patrick, not to me, Kristal.”“Fuck you!”“I dare you, sweetheart. It’s been too long since I showed you who I really am. I cannot wait for you to get reacquainted with the asshole version everyone else has been privy to for the past year, partly because of you.” He couldn’t dump all the blame on Kristal, though. Matheo had taken the Worst Dad of the Century trophy, leaving others to eat dust.“You’re insane!” she yelled in his face.“That’s rich, coming from a half-naked woman who just broke a monitor and fucked her lover’s father.”“You’re weird. And a smartass. I don’t even like you anymore.” She walked over to the door, made a U-turn, stared at him helplessly, and
Just smile and act normal. Elvie thought. Thea and Joey sat at her side; the little girl was wearing a pink jersey that matched her mother, and Joey was wearing his old jersey and a Lazio team baseball cap and drinking cold soda, which was definitely not on his current menu. She let it slide because he looked completely enchanted by the game. She, herself, wore a huge Roma flag hat and a pink Lazio shirt. Close enough, if you ask her.“Mommy, where is Daddy?"Is he not joining us?” Thea asked, her eyes shining with little hope that Elvie knew was there as she sighed.“Baby, daddy is busy, but don't worry, okay? He’ll be here soon.”“Promise?”“Yes, dear.”Elvie sighed as she broached the subject when she got back from refilling our bowl of popcorn in the kitchen—another thing Joey shouldn’t be eating, but a little couldn’t hurt.“Would you... would you mind if I took off this weekend?” She tried to sound casual through the lump of guilt forming in her throat, leaving her daughter and b
Shortly after takeoff, Zander sent her aunt a heads-up of what was to come. Diplomatic it was not, but if she was looking for direct and honest, she certainly received it, and in spades.Zander: Hopping on a plane to discuss Matheo with you, who, by the way, fucked my second wife. Consequently, I was back with Elvie, my first wife. I am bringing her over, so keep your claws tucked in.P.S.Bella, my assistant, booked a conference call with the entire board later this afternoon, and that includes your philandering ex-husband. I sent you some recordings you need to listen to, so please do that in between auditioning for new boy toys.P.P.S.I meant it about the claws. I am planning on keeping this one for a while.After they landed, Elvie was surprised to find they were sharing a Mandarin Hotel suite, but she didn’t let it show. She dove headfirst into the huge bed, making a snow angel on the sheets. She didn’t know why that made him want to fuck her so hard that he’d nail her to the ma
Elvie walked across the aisle, her shoulder brushing Zander's arm, and dropped the record back in its place, picking another one instead. He didn’t see what it was and decided he didn’t care.“Queen and Jimi Hendrix never won a Grammy. Justin Bieber did,” she whispered, her grin signalling that she had won the battle.“I didn’t give you your iPod back because I wanted to keep a piece of you with me,” he admitted.And won.And lost.And what the fuck?“What?” Her smile wiped off so quickly, you’d think I’d told her I’d been giving her brother placebo drugs for the past few weeks.He picked up the record she was holding and walked over to the register to pay for it.Elvie didn’t want him to buy her nice things. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to. Because the truth was, he’d never been taught how to show affection. Zander was taught how to buy it.The salesman didn’t even wake up as he slid a note across his counter, plucked a plastic bag, and put the record inside.Pet Sounds by t
“My parent’s network?” Zander spat, laughing incredulously. “Where the fuck have you been for the last decade? Even before you moved to Florida, you didn’t give two shits about SBC. You only attended board meetings, and even that was half-heartedly and solely for the chance of screwing my dad over somehow. You could have managed it yourself, but you chose to give it to some incompetent asshole because working is not your jam. I spend ten hours a day in the office. I live it. I breathe it. I eat it. But when I make one decision that has nothing to do with it, it’s suddenly an issue. This network is not yours more than it is mine. Just because Kristal was born into the right family doesn’t mean she’s right for me. And that bullshit where you marry someone without standing up to their fucking face? I had a front-row seat to that scenario at home, and I’m sure I’m not spoiling it for you when I say it ended badly. One last thing—Elvie is not, in fact, disposable,” he noted. “But I know a
Life was full of surprises. Zander thought.There were good surprises, like finding out Elvie’s pussy tasted like honeydew and was tighter than his fist. There were also bad surprises, like finding Kristal standing inside his apartment, his spare keys dangling from her fingers in triumph, completely naked.Again.He dropped his suitcase and cracked his neck, walking straight to the bar. Luckily, they’d broken things off before he’d had the chance to become a full-blown alcoholic. Kristal certainly looked better behind the mist of hard liquor.“Are you officially a nudist? I haven’t seen you with clothes on in a while,” Zander pondered, unbuttoning the first two buttons of his shirt.“You’re funny,” she hissed in what he assumed was meant to be a seductive way.“And you’re naked. For a rich girl, you could surely use a new wardrobe. How did you get my keys?”Part of him wanted to know, and the other dreaded killing the person who’d given them to her—not that there was a long list to ch
Guilt nibbled at Elvie’s gut as Joey exclaimed how happy he was for her. For them and for Zander.Of course, she’d sugarcoated the situation to the point that it looked like a churro.Instead of telling him she was now blissfully happy and screwing her heartless husband, she painted a picture in soft pinks and vivid baby blues in which Zander and she had fallen desperately in love and decided to be together. To which she wondered if, by telling that to his brother, he would ever admit his involvement with Zander’s parents' accident and ask forgiveness, or would he deny it? Not that she didn't doubt Zander; she had all doubts and a fear that maybe Joey was involved with or without his knowledge.Joey swallowed the entire thing and asked for seconds. He came clean about the experimental treatment and said he loved Zander like a brother. Like. A. Brother. And he was willing to change and be grateful for the second chance God had given him. Could she believe him?Maybe.But she knew to b
The next few days were a blur. Things somehow got both better and worse.Better, because people had very little time to duck their heads down and whisper about them.News about their marriage, Kristal's involvement, and their fake divorce echoed the four walls of the Stanton building.Zander was running around the office, screaming his lungs out at them. They were severely short-staffed, and every calamity in the world had decided to land at their feet.Worse, because ever since the new ads started rolling, Zander was in and out of meetings on the sixth floor, and every time he came back, he punched a wall to its untimely death. They were four holes in, with their ratings slipping each passing second and their competitors openly discussing their current situation as a network dying a slow, painful, and very public death.Zander had not been kidding.Matheo wanted to kill SBC before he left; he had all the shareholders under him, everyone except Zander, and now that Zander was no longe