The Last Wife

eight

• about last night •

Erik opens the door for me after that wonderful dinner.

"Good night." I say standing at the doorway, clinging to my purse.

"It will only be good if you spend it with me." He says with his eyes on my lips. "Spend it with me."

I drop the purse. He grabs my waist. I slam the door. He pins me on it. I snake my arms around his neck. He lifts my dress. I feel his bulge rubbing roughly against me.

All I can think of is I want him.

I want him so badly. So desperately.

"I want you." He whispers breathlessly in my ear.

"Have me."

He throws me on the couch and takes off his pants. I can't help but drool at his hard, erect length. He strips off my panties and fingers me. He gasps when he finds me wet, ready for him. He strokes me until I'm begging for him to be inside me. To thrust me and completely destroy me.

And he destroys me through out the night.

From the couch to the floor to the kitchen counter to the stairs to the balcony to the bathroom and finally the bedroom. It's way past midnight when we finally lie down in each other's arms on his spacious bed.

With my head on his chest, I whisper softly, "I love you."

"I love you back." He says, rocking back my hair gently.

I know that we've had some misunderstandings and disagreements with Erik for quite some time now. And I know I said I hate him a million times but I love him.

I still love this man...

This feels so good. Being in his arms. Sharing his bed with him. It feels so f*****g good. I don't believe in heaven but this man is my heaven. The peace and comfort I feel in his arms is out of this world.

A tear rolls down my temple as I look up at him. Sleeping so soundly. I thought I had lost him. But the universe brought him back to me. He belongs to me. He's mine.

What we just did. The passionate love we just made. The hunger we have for each other. I know it means something...

Maybe it means that we are meant to be.

I don't have trouble catching sleep like the other nights.

I drift to sleep so easily and peacefully...

****

The next morning, I turn on the other side to pull into Erik's arms and hopefully get some good morning s*x.

But his side is empty.

He's not in bed!

Could he be in the kitchen? Maybe he's making me breakfast.

This feels like a dream. Wearing his shirt, buried in the sheets that smell so much like him as I wait for him to bring me breakfast in bed. I never want to wake up from this dream...

I turn on the other side of the bed when I notice a little note lying on the bedside table. I grab it and sit down to read it.

See you at the office,

Mr. Hunt.

The little note slices a piece of my heart.

The fact that he just woke up and went to work without saying a single word tears me apart. As if that's not enough, he leaves this cold note after such a passionate night full of fire. I thought we had something last night. The way our bodies intertwined and responded to each other. The way our mouths were thirsty for each other. The way we bonded and literally became one. I thought he felt what I felt...

There's a knock on the door.

A short plump woman in a black uniform walks in when I respond.

"Good morning, ma'am. I'm Mindy, the housekeeper."

"Nice to meet you, Mindy."

With a sweet smile, Mindy hands me a bag with a skirt suit in it.

"Mr. Hunt asked me to give this to you."

"Thankyou."

"I made you breakfast, Miss."

"You can call me Isab..." I quickly correct. "Ruby."

She spares me a smile before she turns to leave. I stop her at the door.

"What time did Erik leave?"

"Two hours ago."

She stands at the door, staring at me with warmth in her eyes.

"Is it okay if I tell you something?" She asks nervously.

"Sure."

"It's not my position to tell you this but you seem like a nice girl and it would kill me not to share this information with you."

"Go ahead," I say with a little worry.

"You are the first girl Mr. Hunt has ever brought home." She says. "He doesn't bring numerous girls like his grandfather used to. He's a good one, ma'am. If you get a chance, keep him. Men like that don't come around too often."

I smile at her words.

"I know."

We talk some more about Erik as I have breakfast with her. She tells me about how lonely and quiet he has been ever since he moved into this huge house. She claims that this morning he looked 'different' as he sat down for breakfast. Like he was happy and less lonely. That warms a part of my heart.

I met this woman a few seconds ago but I already like her.

"I should get ready for work." I tell her as I leave the breakfast table.

The minute I step into the shower, I find myself thinking about Erik. How Mindy said sweet things about him. And also, about last night. That unforgettable night. How magnetic and electric it was. I hope that night has changed everything. I hope we can start working on fixing our problems. I hope we can get back together now that we will be working together as CEOs on our company.

I can't believe this is my life! I can't believe I get to share the company with the f*****g love of my life!

As the water runs down my skin, flashes of the previous night hit me. His touch. His kisses. His hands pinning me to the wet wall. f*****g on the floor like hungry rabbits.

I can't wait to spend more nights with him...

The skirt suit fits me perfectly. It gives me a little joy to know that he knows my size. I stare at myself in the mirror, the skirt hugging every curve.

My phone rings in my purse.

"Where the f**k have you been!" Alex demands the second I pick up.

"Getting laid."

"You spent the night with Erik!"

"Yes. And we made love!"

"Last time I checked, you wanted to kill him."

I sigh.

"You know, things change. People change. Love makes you change. I'm no exception, sorry."

"You don't sound like yourself, Isabel."

"I'm just a woman inlove, give me a break," I giggle.

"He bought seventy percent of your company just to punish you for what you did. And just the other day, he called you a cheap cheating slut! Come on now, don't tell me you suffer from amnesia! There's no way you are that dumb!"

"He was just angry that I cheated on him." I explain. "Anyone would be. And about the company, he gave me twenty percent more. That means we both have fifty percent shares of the company. That makes us both the owners of the company."

"It sounds like a trap."

"And it sounds like you're having a bad morning, Alex." I huff. "Go back to sleep."

****

I step out of the car and stare at the skyscraper.

I can't help but smile. Both Erik and I own this company. It's unbelievable! I get to share it with him! I get to work with him! A man I love so much...

As I stand in the elevator, I notice the weird stares and silent whispers from the staff. They must be wondering how the f**k I became a f*****g CEO. From a secretary to a mistress to a wife to a widow to a CEO. Sounds like something from a movie.

I strut straight to my office and swing the door open.

Erik is sitting on the swivel in my office talking to one of the managers.

"Please excuse us." He tells the manager once he sees me.

He looks up at me smiling as the manager leaves. He seems very happy. Who wouldn't be after such a wonderful night?

But why did he take my office? I wanted this office. I guess we'll talk about this once everything settles down.

"Look at you!" He says with a grin. "Late on your first day at work."

"You left without saying a word!"

"I had to leave early. It's not easy managing such a big company on your own, you know..."

"On your own?"

"Yes." He chuckles. "Anyways, how would I expect a secretary like you to know?"

"A secretary?" I laugh. "I'm not a secretary."

"Yes you are, Mrs. Ford." He says coldly. "You are my secretary."

"What!"

He stares at me with this cold, chilling look on his face.

"I would appreciate it if you leave my office and get back to work."

*****