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The Good Wife. THIRTEEN. A NIGHT IN GREECE.
EveI entered the house with a tired sigh. I have had the most busy day, with the court case, the anniversary and my secret plans.Luckily the court case was easily settled with one visit to the start up company, they were amateurs and was clearly relying on some terrible advise to think that Stone Capital was a pushover. I only had to make a few calls to find some good illegal dealings against them. A little threat and they were shivering and begging for mercy, the court case was immediately revoked and I strutted out of there with a smirk on my face.It was why I told Sinclair not to worry, that I would handle it on my own. I had my own ways and if Sinclair found out, he would be shocked out of his mind.As for Brando Blackwood, he was a done deal already. He was infact very impressed with my proposal and ‘fierceness’ that he said was “Very unexpected”. He has been a long time investor with my husband and has never seen me or heard of me in a broad sense. It was a striking first imp
The Good Wife. FOURTEEN. CHIEF OPERATING OFFICER
EveIt was the anniversary party today.The large beautifully decorated hall housed people from all walks of life. The Stone Capital was having such an extravagant party, who wouldn't dare attend?With how big the event was, it was clear that the Clara scandal was now a thing of the past. The only discussion on everybody's lips was the striking couple, Mr and Mrs Stone.Now that I thought about, the only time I made the news, apart from until I turned twelve, was when I got married to Sinclair. After that, it would seem like I had disappeared from the world because I never really brought myself out, I was hiding in the cloak of a marriage like a captive.“Ready, love?” Sinclair asked beside me as he angled his arm for mine to pass through. He was dressed in a fine French tuxedo and his dark hair was gelled back, he looked dashing in his slightly muscular build. I smiled at him and hooked my arm around his, “always.” I replied. He nodded and we both stepped into the hall from behind t
The Good Wife. FIFTEEN. CLARA EVANS
Eve“Ma’am, your guest has arrived” the waiter announced by the door.“Let her in and bring in the food” I instructed calmly. “Yes, ma'am” the waiter answered and walked away.A minute later, the door opened and my ‘guest’ walked in. It was Clara Evans, the cause of the scandal.I had invited her to lunch at a traditional Korean restaurant because I wanted to speak with her, the special private room provided the privacy I needed. I kept my face straight, bored even and I didn't even spare her a glance as she slowly sat on the ground across from me. She wasn't her hot-tempered self that appeared at my house the previous time, perhaps it was because she knew she had lost the battle. Her scandal had disappeared from everyone's mind and even if she were to spring up again, she won't gain more traction as the people seemed to be in love with the Mr and Mrs Stone chemistry.But then, I wasn't wicked. She had helped me get to where I was as quickly as possible because of her interference.
The Good Wife. ONE. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
~Eve.“Happy anniversary, darling.” The small box was just one of the many gifts littered all over the living room, but the box was my favorite amongst all.It was our anniversary today and in as much as I single handedly selected all other gifts, I specially got the box custom-made for Sinclair, my husband and the love of my life. It was a small, beautiful box made from Mahogany and rosewood with intricate carvings of flowers all over its body. It was an antique box, just like Sinclair liked his things.Sinclair hurried into the living room, picked his daily cup of coffee from the center table and turned to the mirror without sparing me a glance. “What's with the gifts? What's the occasion?” Did he forget? Again? Five years in a row I've remembered every occasion; birthday, engagement anniversary, wedding anniversary, business launch anniversary and I have tried my best to celebrate all of them and five years in a row, he keeps forgetting every single one of them.The bright smile
The Good Wife. TWO. TARGET NUMBER ONE.
~EveI woke up with a blocked nose, a sore throat and an unfamiliar ache all over my body. I hadn't cried myself to sleep last night, I felt numb. After I saw the press release last night, I had good enough reason to shed my tears but they refused to come so I let the harsh tingles of the cold accompany through the night.Getting up from the bed, I took the duvet, wrapped myself in it and headed for the kitchen. It doesn't matter what I saw last night, it doesn't matter that he didn't keep his promise, I still had to make him his daily cup of coffee. “Fucking insane,” I heard him mutter a few minutes later as he matched down the stairs. He was pissed, I knew, his reputation was being dragged through the mud and he didn't find it settling.I hurried out of the kitchen the moment he stepped into the living room and handed him his cup of coffee. “I'm sorry I didn't bring this on time, I was feeling a bit uhm-” I sniffled as he took the cup from me. I couldn't see my nose and ears but I
The Good Wife. THREE. SINFUL DELIGHTS.
~ Sinclair It's been almost a week since the rumor about me and Clara Evans was published and though there were still a few crazy journalists camped at my gate, the rumor was beginning to die off. Since the rumor started, I developed a habit of sneaking out the back gate in the early hours of the morning and having my secretary get my daily coffee from a nearby café. Work has been more hectic, trying to convince the board and investors that I was clear of all allegations. These days, I stayed at the office far into the night and sneaking back home in the morning. My suitcase felt light as I descended the stairs and upon taking a closer look, I figured it wasn't the suitcase I needed for the day. A sigh escaped my lips as I stopped midway and went back up to my room. The sound of the shower running had me narrowing my brows. The water turned off then turned on immediately, straightening, I walked to the bathroom. “Mmh,” a moan escaped her lips. The bathroom door was wide open
The Good Wife. FOUR. THE PROMISE.
~SinclairI took a day off work today. It was the first time I've done that since the day I began my career and even though I don't want to admit it, it was the doing of the woman whose cheeks were pressed against the window and her manicured fingers tapping rhythmically against the window.I don't why but ever since I fucked my hand -fucked my hand to the image of her- I've found myself wanting to be closer to her. I formerly thought it was because I needed a physical release but I don't feel this attraction for Eve for another lady. Especially with another lady. It was confusing, how I moved from not barely looking at Eve to wanting to being with her. Ever since she accompanied me to the Declan party I… I am yet to figure it out.“So you're really staying home.” My eyes were on her but she wouldn't meet my gaze and I wondered if she was still shy about the incident a few days back or if it was something else.“Why? You don't want me staying home?” Her eyes widened as she lifted her
The Good Wife. FIVE. THE JOB.
~Eve. Sinclair has been around the house more often, a strange adjustment which I was still trying to get used to. It isn't that I don't want him in the house, because I do, but his presence everyday reminds me of all we couldn't have and the time spent apart. If we had done something five years ago, we would have had little Eve and Sinclair running around the house. Something to remind me that I wasn't really all alone. I pressed my pillow flush against my body and snuggled under the blanket, my eyes fixed steadily on Sinclair. My husband was handsome, that was an undebatable fact but he has lost his touch since Clara visited our home. “The tea has gone cold.” He placed the cup back on the table and turned to me, bags under his eyes. “I can make you another one if you like.” He sighed and shook his head, “No, it's fine. I don't need anymore.” He picked his phone and I knew immediately he was obsessing again. “Clara does not have the nerves to say anything to the media.”
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The Good Wife. FIFTEEN. CLARA EVANS
Eve“Ma’am, your guest has arrived” the waiter announced by the door.“Let her in and bring in the food” I instructed calmly. “Yes, ma'am” the waiter answered and walked away.A minute later, the door opened and my ‘guest’ walked in. It was Clara Evans, the cause of the scandal.I had invited her to lunch at a traditional Korean restaurant because I wanted to speak with her, the special private room provided the privacy I needed. I kept my face straight, bored even and I didn't even spare her a glance as she slowly sat on the ground across from me. She wasn't her hot-tempered self that appeared at my house the previous time, perhaps it was because she knew she had lost the battle. Her scandal had disappeared from everyone's mind and even if she were to spring up again, she won't gain more traction as the people seemed to be in love with the Mr and Mrs Stone chemistry.But then, I wasn't wicked. She had helped me get to where I was as quickly as possible because of her interference.
The Good Wife. FOURTEEN. CHIEF OPERATING OFFICER
EveIt was the anniversary party today.The large beautifully decorated hall housed people from all walks of life. The Stone Capital was having such an extravagant party, who wouldn't dare attend?With how big the event was, it was clear that the Clara scandal was now a thing of the past. The only discussion on everybody's lips was the striking couple, Mr and Mrs Stone.Now that I thought about, the only time I made the news, apart from until I turned twelve, was when I got married to Sinclair. After that, it would seem like I had disappeared from the world because I never really brought myself out, I was hiding in the cloak of a marriage like a captive.“Ready, love?” Sinclair asked beside me as he angled his arm for mine to pass through. He was dressed in a fine French tuxedo and his dark hair was gelled back, he looked dashing in his slightly muscular build. I smiled at him and hooked my arm around his, “always.” I replied. He nodded and we both stepped into the hall from behind t
The Good Wife. THIRTEEN. A NIGHT IN GREECE.
EveI entered the house with a tired sigh. I have had the most busy day, with the court case, the anniversary and my secret plans.Luckily the court case was easily settled with one visit to the start up company, they were amateurs and was clearly relying on some terrible advise to think that Stone Capital was a pushover. I only had to make a few calls to find some good illegal dealings against them. A little threat and they were shivering and begging for mercy, the court case was immediately revoked and I strutted out of there with a smirk on my face.It was why I told Sinclair not to worry, that I would handle it on my own. I had my own ways and if Sinclair found out, he would be shocked out of his mind.As for Brando Blackwood, he was a done deal already. He was infact very impressed with my proposal and ‘fierceness’ that he said was “Very unexpected”. He has been a long time investor with my husband and has never seen me or heard of me in a broad sense. It was a striking first imp
The Good Wife. TWELVE. RIGHT BY YOU.
SinclairThe sound of my phone ringing made me groan in frustration, I wanted to sleep some more but the caller was clearly against that. I opened my eyes reluctantly and began searching lazily for my phone.The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped and the door opened, “Aren’t you going to answer that? It's been ringing for a while.” Evie stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around her chest.I eyed her wet body and flashes of everything beneath that towel came to mind in an instant. Evie was so damn gorgeous, how I missed that before was beyond me. She has been my wife for years and it felt like I was only truly seeing her now.She tilted her head and corked her eyebrows in a cute way, still waiting for an answer from me.“Yeah, of course.” I reluctantly tore my eyes away and grabbed my phone.It was my secretary calling, I answered the call and placed it on my ear.“Hello Sir, good morning and sorry to disturb you so early.” She said with clear anxiousness in her tone.
The Good Wife. ELEVEN. ALL YOURS.
Eve“I think my wife should take care of this event, it was her idea so no one will handle it better. What do you think, Evie?” Sinclair asked few minutes into the anniversary party discussion.The room became silent as all eyes turned to me for an answer, I smiled and assumed my most flattered face, “Thank you, Sinclair. I am honored and I promise to make it a blast, one that would keep the people talking” I answered.I wasn't expecting to be anchoring the event but since I was offered, I will gladly take it. It would allow me a solid excuse to be close to the board and investors so I can convince them to take my side. I had to thank my husband, for making things easier for me.“Brillant idea. Mrs. Stone has outdone herself in just a few days of joining the company. I believe the party preparation is in good hands” Richard chipped in for support and the other board nodded in approval as well.The meeting ended with the discussion of the anniversary party coming up and the preparation
The Good Wife. TEN. PLANS AHEAD!
Eve It was 5:30 in the morning when I woke up, I was used to waking up at that time to make breakfast and make Sinclair his morning coffee before he headed to work. He was still sleeping peacefully so I paused to admire his face, we were at it all night and the thought made me flush red. We finally got intimate for the first time in years, it was a pity all this was happening now because it won't waver my resolve. I must regain what was mine so him being so nice recently wouldn't stop it… it won't. Although I'm not sure why I was repeating this mantra in my head like I was feeling guilty. I wasn't. I decided to leave his room to mine before he woke up, we did have quite a few wines and were a bit tipsy when we slept together yesterday. I didn't want him to wake up completely sober and feel regretful which would lead to a fight. Once the thought solidified, I got up quietly, wrapped the light purple robe around my naked form and made for the door in a tiptoe. I almost ma
The Good Wife. NINE: BRANDO BLACKWOOD.
Sinclair.The tension throughout our ride home was so high it could be cut through with a knife. I didn't know when those words slipped through my lips during dinner but once they started, I couldn't get them to stop. I was fucking glad they didn't. Eve punished me so hard and it was only fair I did too.Eve stared out the window during the ride home and quickly made her way up the stairs as we got to the house.“Where are you headed?” I unintentionally banged the door close to my surprise. I guess that was how much energy was charging through me.“To my room. I have to wash up before going to bed.” “There are many things we'd be doing in bed tonight, Mon chéri, and that does not involve sleeping.” I cocked a finger and motioned her to come off the stairs. I took her purse from her and dropped it on the table when she did, took a comfortable position on the couch, spread my legs wide apart and draped my hands on the arms.“Strip.”Her eyes flung open. “What?”“You said I should ask
The Good Wife. EIGHT. HOME?
Eve.(The French translations in this chapter may not be standard as French is not my first language. Please, pardon any shortcomings. Thank you!)Our reservation at Kairos may be two months late but I'm still glad it got to happen. The drive to the restaurant was a quiet one but I wasn't expecting it to be a chatty one either. Sinclair hummed a song and drummed against the steering throughout the drive. Since I asked him out on a date, his mood skyrocketed to perfectly happy and it got me thinking I should have asked him out sonner.The late night New York breeze bit against my skin as I got down from the car. It was oddly harsh and soothing at the same time calming my nerves for whatever we were going to face at the dinner table.Goosebumps broke out on my skin and I shuddered visibly.“Are you cold?” Sinclair asked, pulling off his coat to hang around my shoulders. He wore a blue three piece suit from Thom Browne while I had on a creamy silk strapless dress that clung to my body l
The Good Wife. SEVEN. SLOW AND STEADY.
Eve I wasn't planning on making any enemies today, I in fact, wanted quite the opposite. After four years of careful calculation and planning, I was finally where I wanted to be and I wasn't going let myself fail even before trying.I was doing well. I could tell from the smile on Sinclair's face, I have always wanted to make an impression on this day and I guess I've made it.“My apologies, Mrs. Duncan, it wasn't my intention to be rude, but I suppose neither of us would sit back and watch anybody disrespect us. I would like us to be friends given that only our friendship will make this company grow. I say we try this first impression thing again, shall we?”I knew that by now all eyes were on me but I knew specifically that Richard Reynolds eyes were fixed on me. I turned my eyes to him and saw him staring at me, upon noticing my eyes on him, he swallowed thickly and looked away.“Uhm,” he cleared his throat as he rubbed his palms down his tie and potbelly, “I don't think we have
