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By: worthy stories
Tags: marriage, love, sëx……Authoress Note
This story has mature content,
Read at your own risk ??
Episode___ 9?
I took the short way home, trying to get there before Oliver so he wouldn’t question me on all of the manly products I had gotten.
I couldn’t hide them in my car because we switch between mine and his when we’re going out together, it would just be plain dumb of me to keep them in the garage.
“Fu*ck.” I sighed, chewing my bottom lip while thinking about where to hide the bags.
I walked into my closet, dumping all of my heels and other shoes out.
I had brought Alessandro’s things upstairs already so I stuffed all of it in the boxes, knowing Oliver wouldn’t go through my things.
I had a few minutes left so I hurriedly put all the boxes back and ripped the receipt before throwing it away.
Having a sidepiece is hard when you’re married. I changed into a pair of short pants and a tank top that pushed my Brë@št up.
Oliver’s car was pulling in when I started putting up the things I bought for myself.
I already knew what to expect when he walked in and threw his things on the bed where I was folding clothes.
“Sinclair is going to make me strangle him.” he said angrily.
I highly doubt you could even reach his neck without getting on your tip toes but okay.
“What happened? And could you not throw your Sh|t on a pile of folded clothes?” I said, refolding a few of them.
“Sorry, I’ve just had a terrible day.” He took his briefcase off of the bed and went to take his tie off. ”
My dad wants to work with Sinclair. Like merge our companies.”
“Why?”
“Because he sees no reason for us to be competing when we could be working together. I think it’s a dumb idea, we’d look weak.”
“But wouldn’t it be good to partner with a powerful company like Sinclair? I mean it would benefit you.”
“Are you saying that his company is better than mine?”
Yes. “No, but the stats are saying that. I actually agree with your father.”
His shirt was off now, and he went for his belt. “Fuc*k what the stats are saying.
Alessandro Sinclair is not a good businessman.
When I went to see him, he was on a call with a woman, they were flirting, and it was like he didn’t even acknowledge me.”
I bite the inside of my cheek to prevent a smile from forming.
“At least he likes being on the phone with his girl.” I mumbled but loud enough for him to hear.
A good CEO doesn’t have phone sëx with someone right in front of a business partner.”
He said rather annoyed with my statement. “Why does it seem like you want Alessandro to win?”
I laughed internally and said, “I don’t.” I lied. “But you can’t be upset with your father for trying to grow his business.”
“Our.”
“What?”
“You said his, it’s our business and soon to be mine.”
I nodded. “Sure.” I went to the closet and put up the folded clothes.
“You’re agreeing with everyone else but me.”
“I just think that you shouldn’t let your ego ruin a good deal.” I shrugged and went to pick up more clothes.
“My ego? Athena what’s gotten into you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you’ve been putting me down non-stop lately.”
I raised my eyebrows at him suggestively. “Oliver, you’ve put me down more times than I can count. I don’t want to argue with you.”
“When have I ever done something like that? -” He paused looking at the lingerie I bought. “You went shopping. Since when you wear lingerie?”
“I’ve always worn lingerie. Your just too busy to notice.” I finished putting everything up and went to stuff the trash in the shopping bags.
“So now I’m too busy to notice my wife.”
Well seeing as I got fingered right in front of you, I’d say so. “You do work a lot.
We barely have sëx, nor do we ever really spend any quality time together.”
“You work a lot as well, Athena.”
“But if my husband wants to spend more time with me then I can take a few days off.
We have the money to at least take a thirty-day vacation.”
“I’m sorry I can’t be under you all day. I’m sorry that I’m trying to keep a roof over our heads.”
I rolled my eyes and took the bags downstairs with him following behind.
“I don’t want you to be under me all day I’m just asking that when you are with me you don’t find something to argue about.
Like now, we could’ve been cuddling and watching a movie together or something if you hadn’t brought your work issues home.”
“Athena, I have to work in order to provide. Do you not understand that?”
I turned around pointing a finger at him. “Stop talking to me like I’m some dumb child.
I work and work, but I never bring my Sh|t home.
Every time you come home; you talk to me about how work was. It’s never ‘Do you want to go out to dinner?’
or you just holding me and laughing with me about nonsense.”
We were back upstairs now, and he had changed into casual clothes.
“I’m not going to sit here and argue with you right now. I’ll be at Jacob’s if you need me.” he started walking downstairs but I ran behind him.
“You do not get to leave right now! This isn’t making the situation any better, Oliver.” I yelled.
You and I both need to calm down. I’ll be back later tonight.”
And with that he slammed the door shut. I blew out an angry breath and locked the front door.
I was sick of him leaving whenever we had a disagreement, he was like a four-year-old child.
I went upstairs and just as I was about to call Serene her contact appeared on my phone. “Hey babe-”
“I am so fuc*king sick of Oliver!” I yelled, cutting her off.
I heard her sigh on the other end of the line before saying, “What happened?”
“Him and I just got into an argument over his business.
Oliver’s dad is making a deal with Alessandro to become partners and Oliver, of course, doesn’t like that idea.
We talked about it, and I brought up his ego then, that Bîtch, has the nerve to say I’ve been ‘putting him down non-stop lately’.”
I paced the room, one hand on my hip and the other holding the phone to my ear.
“He left, didn’t he?”
“Per usual.” I scoffed.
“Athena, you guys have been married six years. Usually, I’d tell you to leave but that seems to be getting nowhere so just wait it out.
Once he comes back home, calmly, talk to him and if he decides he doesn’t want to hear you then go fu**ck and marry Alessandro.”
I laughed at the last part, “I’m not marring Alessandro.”
“You didn’t say you weren’t going to fu**ck him.” I could see her wiggling her eyebrows vividly.
“Shut up, idiot. I’ve missed you, when are you coming back?”
“Few weeks. Rachael loves it here, so she wants to stay an extra few days.”
“I hope you guys are having the time of your lives.”
“Definitely better than yours at the moment.” She laughed and I rolled my eyes.
“Hey, when I get back, we can have a date night then go back to place and fu**ck?”
I laughed at her bluntness and feel back onto my bed. “I’d love to. But if you take me to some cheap restaurant then s*ex is off.”
“I-” She was cut off and I heard someone talking on the other end, but they were pretty far. “I have to go. Duty calls.”
“Alright, I love you. See you soon sëxy.”
I love you too. See you soon baby.” She hung up the phone and I threw it beside me on the bed.
I’m so Fuçking bored I could scream. Just as I was about to, someone knocked and rang my doorbell.
I groaned and sat up, not expecting anyone I looked through the peephole before opening the door to a delivery person.
“Athena Escarra?” I nodded. “I have a package for you, could you sign here please?”
I took the package and held it on my hip as I signed the papers.
“Thank you, have a nice day.” I smiled at him before closing the door and walking to the living room, setting the package on the table.
What if it’s, like, a bomb or something? I didn’t order anything. Oh my gosh, what if it’s a body part?
Shut the fu*ck up and open it.
But-
Athena.
I went to the kitchen to grab a knife and opened the box.
I swear if I die- oh. I grinned and held up the black vibrator, among other things there were snacks, lace underwear, very expensive makeup products etc.
It was quiet enough to where I could hear my phone ringing, so I grabbed the package and ran upstairs.
Of course, it was Alessandro and to not seem desperate I let it ring for a moment then answered. “Why did you send me a vibrator?”
He chuckled, his eyes falling down to my Brë@št, “Your Brë@št look extortionary and because you’ll be wearing it for tomorrow night’s dinner.”
“What dinner?”
“Olivia’s father informed me about having dinner at his place today.”
I set the box on the bed beside me and laid down. “Stop calling him Olivia.”
“No.”
“It’s rude.” I said a bit defensively.
“I don’t care.
I’ve called him Olivia plenty of times and you’ve never seemed to have a problem with it.”
“I’ve always had a problem with it, I’m just now saying something about it. You can’t disrespect my husband, Alessandro.”
He took a deep breath and was quiet before saying, “You’ve got a mouth on you today. Where are you?”
“Home.”
“Your… partner?”
I sighed, “He left.”
Sounds like there’s a backstory to that.”
“Just another argument. I don’t want to talk about him.”
“You want me to give him a Sh|t load of work?” He asked, making me laugh and smile.
“No, no, it’s fine. What are you doing?”
“I’m going to accept Oli- Oliver’s father’s offer.” The sound of elevator doors was heard.
“You call me at the worst times.”
He chuckled and said, “I’m a very busy man but I make time to speak with you, even as I’m working.”
I smiled, “Wh@tëver.”
I heard the sound of the elevator coming to a stop and talking in the background. “It’s true. I like talking to you.”
“He’s in the conference room boss.” I sat upright on the headboard, suddenly feeling nervous.
“I can hang up and call you once it’s over.” I suggested.
“No.” I rolled my eyes at his stubbornness, “Afternoon, Mr. Smith.”
“Afternoon, Mr. Sinclair.” Oliver and his father were so similar, in looks and the way they spoke.
“Well-”
“Give me one moment.” I heard Alessandro say, cutting off Oliver’s dad, Olson. His facetime request appeared on my phone, and I sighed before answering it. “Okay, continue.”
“We’ve already gone over profits, liabilities in both companies, partnership incentives etc. Do you have any questions about anything?”
I could see Alessandro rubbing his stubble as he thought, glancing at me every few seconds.
“Oliver, your son. I don’t want this partnership unless he learns how to respect me.” His voice, deep and dominating.
Olson cleared his throat before saying, “I’ll be sure to talk to him about his manners, my apologies on his behalf.”
“Good. Now that we have that under control, my lawyer and I have already gone over the papers and I’m ready to sign.
I hope you are as well.” There were papers handed to him and the way the veins in his hand popped out as he signed was oddly sëxy to me.
How can someone make writing sëxy?
“Pleasure doing business with you.” He shook Olson’s hand, thankfully Alessandro had me to where only he could see me.
Alessandro stayed in his seat and when the doors closed, signaling everyone had left, he groaned and threw his head back. “I’m so sick of this fuÇOçking job.”
“No, you’re not. Your just stressed.”
He picked his head up and looked at me with a small smile. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Thank you.” I blushed.
“Your eyes are the most beautiful shade of brown I have ever seen.
I love your lips and how they taste like strawberries. Fu**ck, even your hair is gorgeous, I enjoyed watching you do it even if you did look weird when you had those cylinder things in it.”
I laughed, my face now fully red from his load of compliments.
“You’re a flirt.”
“Only to you, love. What are your plans for today?” He said, never taking his eyes off of me even as people spoke to him, he just ignored them and kept his attention focused on me.
I shrugged, “No clue. Serene is out of town for a few weeks and Oliver… is Oliver.”
“I’m assuming Serene is the woman you were with at the gala.” I nodded. “Oliver won’t be back until later?”
“Don’t know.”
Alessandro was now in his office, setting the phone up so I could see him getting ready to leave.
“I need company and you’re the only human being who doesn’t annoy me.”
I laughed. “Would you like to stay on the phone for the reminder of the day?”
“I’d be honored Alessandro.” I smiled. I went to set the phone up then went to look on the dresser for a hair tie.
“You have a very nice @$$.”
“You’ve told me.”
“I’ll keep telling you.” I pulled my hair into a ponytail and grabbed another just to play with.
I sat up on the bed, my legs crisscrossed. “Now, tell me about yourself. Something you didn’t tell me the night we met.”
We talked on the phone for hours, and not the metamorphically hours where we talked for a few minutes, but actual hours.
He told me about his brother, Kano, and how he’s the second oldest then his sister, Rosa, who was the youngest but second smartest since Alessandro claimed to come first.
He told me about his mom, Rosaline, who was the sweetest thing on Earth and his father, Michael, who can be an @$$hOle but loving as well.
I told him about my brother, Damien, and my parents, Elora and Carson.
He told me all about his childhood; a core memory being that when he was a child, he pushed his sister off of the top of the slide at the playground and got grounded for breaking her arm. I’d h@të to be a sibling of his.
“My stomach hurts!” I shrieked through a fit of laughter. I had now slipped my pants off, leaving me in light pink lace P@ntiës and the white tank top.
Alessandro was sitting on his bed as well in nothing but his sweatpants and a silver chain, his chest was on full display for my eyes.
“You’re laughing at me for almost dying?” He put a hand over his heart and faked a sad expression. “I’m hurt, butterfly.”
I wiped at the tears and said, “I’m sorry but you deserved it. You threw a fork at him, I think it’s only fair that he threw a knife at you.”
“I was in the emergency room for days. He should be locked up right now.”
“Well,” I started. “He was a minor and plus your parents probably told the officers it was a mistake, coming from a lawyer.”
“I love it when you go lawyer on me.” He smirked causing me to laugh more.
“Oh!” I yelped and jumped up from the bed, leaving Alessandro confused.
I went back and forth from my closet with shoe boxes until I had everything on the bed.
“Okay. So, since I don’t know when I’ll be able to give these to you, I’m going to go ahead and show you.”
“You got me shoes?” He furrowed his eyebrows, and I shook my head.
I opened the first box and pulled out a few chains and colognes. “I got you these.
They were very expensive, and the cologne smells great.”
“I’m sure it does. What else did you get for me?”
I pulled out a few stud earrings since I found men who wore them hot, even though Oliver absolutely h@tëd them, and a pair of Nike joggers.
“Stud earrings because their hot. Nike joggers because… you just can’t go wrong with having a few pairs of these.
I got you these gray ones and a black one and matching hoodies.” I set the things back in the box and set it aside before opening the next one. I pulled out a wallet, a workout bracelet and aftershave products.
“Okay. The wallet is here because I know men, for some odd reason, don’t like to keep up with theirs and it has your initials in it.
The workout bracelet because you just look like you work out. The aftershave because I have never seen you let your stubble grow so I know you shave a lot.
And these are the expensive kind, so they have to work.”
After twenty minutes or so, I was done showing him everything and when I looked up to the camera, he was just staring at me with a smile. A genuine smile. “Do you like everything?”
“I Fuçking love everything.” I smiled brightly, glad that I hadn’t failed at shopping for him.
“I’m throwing out all of my colognes and only using yours.”
“No, no. You smell really good with your original cologne, but still do use mine.”
I picked up the phone and laid back under the covers, the phone now pretty close to my face.
He mimicked my actions and said, “I could never get tired of looking at you.”
He smirked and looked over my face.
I looked at the time, noticing it was 11PM. “We’ve been on the phone for seven hours.”
“Best seven hours of my life.” I blushed just as I started yawning, turning my face away from the camera as I did so. “Are you tired?”
“No.” I said, my eyes closed and my voice sounding sleepy.
He chuckled; I could feel his eyes staring holes into my face, but I kept mine closed.
“I can’t wait to see you tomorrow night.” He said, but I was too tired to respond. “Goodnight, Athena.”
TBC
