His Second Wife

Chapter 31

~Christopher’s POV~

I’ve been trying to contact my wife for three months now. I haven’t heard anything from her for three months. It’s almost as if she doesn’t want anything to do with me. It’s funny how I can’t reach out to her.

Since our lunch three months ago, I’ve been without a means of communication with her. My hopes were dashed when she didn’t show up for family lunch for three months now. I don’t know how I’m going to track her down. I have no idea if she’s okay.

Did she exclude me from her and my son’s lives?

‘You can see Liam,’ she added in that custody agreement. How am I going to see him if I can’t contact her? I’m hoping she shows up today instead of Eduardo. I’d like to meet her. We need to talk. She must explain her motives for torturing me in this way. What does she need? While I was preoccupied with the thoughts of my wife and son, Claudia entered my study naked. There is nothing about this woman that inspires me. She is solely beneficial to my cock. Given her want of a cock, I shall deliver it to her. I approached her and pushed my dick hard into her pussy, bending her over the table, and began thrusting with ferocity. I was oblivious to her screams. She was beginning to irritate me. I couldn’t think straight without her often entering my study naked every time.

“Chris, you’re hurting me!” She yelled.

I don’t fucken care. She is here for me to fuck her, isn’t she? Why would she come back here in the first place, after everything? I was not gentle at all. Since the day I met her, I have never fucked her in a forceful way. I knew she was in a lot of pain, but I was not going to back down. She wants my cock, she is in this house because of my cock.

I’m not even sure why I am punishing her. Is it because my wife won’t let me see her and my son because of her?

I could see the redness in her buttocks as a result of the spanks I had given her. I ignored her chanting my name. I got irritated. I yanked my cock off her pussy.

“Get the hell out of here!” Her eyes widened in fear. “I’m not a big fan of repeating myself. Get out!”

“Chris, I don’t have anywhere to go.”

“Yes, I know that you need money and a place to stay. It’s your strategy. Go back to where you were staying before you came to my house. I believe you had a place to stay then, right?”

“In the past, yes, but not anymore. At least, buy me a house to live in.” I burst out laughing. Buy a house for Claudia? I couldn’t hold back my laugh.

“You want me to buy you a house? For what exactly? I never bought a house for any of the hookups I slept with in my life. What makes you think you are unique? You are not my wife; you were here to fuck me. Now I am tired of your pussy. Get out!”

“You can’t expect me to leave here empty-handed. At least buy me a house. You used me for pleasure. I want a house as compensation. I compensated for your cock and you should do the same for my efforts.”

“You were offering your pussy to me to get something in return? Regrettably, I have nothing to contribute. I rented you a flat for three months. There is nothing I can do to help you, so go find a job and earn your own money. I didn’t invite you to my home after all. You came and enticed me, but I will not abandon my wife and son for a filthy woman like you. Like hell, I’ll buy a house for you. As what, my wife? Hahaha, listen you old wench, you offered your pussy willingly, I never called you to fuck you, not even a single day. If you want a house, ask your husband to buy a house for you. The last time I checked, my wife was Camila Grayston, not you. Now, get out of here. Robin will personally transport you to your leased accommodation.”

“Chris!”

“Robin!” I barked.

“You can’t just summon him to your study while I’m naked like this?”

“Watch me.”

She couldn’t believe I was doing that, but this woman had no shame. Robin’s jaw dropped when he entered my study. His hands instinctively flew to his eyes.

“S-s-Sir, y-you called for.. me.”

“Since when did you start stammering? Take this woman out of my sight. Take her to the apartment I asked you to look for yesterday.”

“Y-yes, sir.”

*****

Rather than waiting for the woman. Robin rushed out of Chris’s office and stood outside the premises. In horror, he grasped his chest. He started coughing uncontrollably. He couldn’t believe he had just seen his boss’s ex-wife naked.

******

Mark and I waited for Eduardo to arrive, which, of course, could be Camille. The meeting room door swung open to show my extremely gorgeous wife. Dressed in a very, very sexy evening gown that hugged her lethal curves and revealed her sexy long legs through a slit. When I looked at her, I could tell she was on her way somewhere this evening.

Regrettably, she will not meet anyone dressed like that. She didn’t even glance at me; she simply sat down.

“Gentlemen, I’m truly sorry for my tardiness. I was unaware that I would be meeting you today, as I had other arrangements. Please pardon our lack of professionalism.”

As I gazed at my friend Mark, his lips clenched; I knew he desired her, but he knew better; she was my wife.

“If it is okay with you, I would like to begin the presentation.”

We were all too preoccupied with admiring her physique and everything about her to pay attention to what she was saying.

“Do you have any questions?” We were all staring at her, completely missing the fact that she was asking a question. That angered her.

“Are you listening, Mr. Cooper and Mr. Grayston?” We never even heard our names being called. We regained our composure after she slammed the table. I didn’t hear anything. If Eduardo continues to bring Camille to meetings, we will end up agreeing to anything, just as we are agreeing to whatever she is offering us now. I saw she was constantly checking her watch and her phone rang. Mine was trying to contact her. Why would she save someone as, Mine?

Just who the fuck is Mine? Is she dating anyone at the moment? Why would she save his name as Mine in the first place? Is my wife having an affair with another man and saving his name as Mine? How did she save my number? Arg great, she cut off contact with me. I can’t even fucking call her.

I was now behaving erratically, waiting for the darn meeting to end. I was unable to breathe. I was enraged to the core. I have never been so enraged in my entire life.

Why am I so bothered by the fact that my wife has a boyfriend? I’m going to murder someone today. Especially Mine. Was she dressed in that manner to meet a man? Camille is in love with a man who is not me. I loosened my tie a little. I couldn’t breathe. The thought of another man seeing her milky skin angered me to the core. Someone was sniffing my pussy. The thought of another man getting a whiff of Camila’s pussy made me lose my mind. She is my wife all mine.

“There you go. Alright, gentlemen. I’d want to take my leave if you have no more queries. Next week, I’ll send the final draft.” I grasped her hand as she tried to walk out, and she turned and gave me a lethal gaze.

“Can I help you, Mr. Grayston?”

“Mark, can you give me and my wife some time alone? We need it.” I stated.

“Sure.”

“What game are you playing, Camille?” I asked while my face was so close to hers and I swear she could feel my breath. She furrowed her brows, perplexed. She examined my hand as I grasped hers. Then she squints her eyes from my head to toe, then back to my gaze.

“Get your filthy hands off of me!” She yelled, with a frigid expression. If looks could kill, but I don’t care.

“What if I don’t? What will you do? Are you going to run away? You want to deny me access to you and my son? Can you tell me what game you’re playing, Camille?” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Listen, I’m sorry, but I have nothing to say to you. You and I can only discuss business if you have nothing to say to me about business. Remove yourself off my path; I’m running late. Oh and Mr. Grayston, you have my email address. If you want to see your son, you could have sent an email. You haven’t contacted me requesting to meet him. I guess you really don’t care if you have a son at all.”

“Business? I must get out of your way. Have you forgotten the fact that you are my wife?”

“Wife? Hahaha, since when am I your wife?”

“Since you are still using Grayston as your last name.”

Slap!

“Not by choice you idiot!”