Although mad at his actions, Rebekah managed to stay calm until he left. She couldn’t believe his audacity to come home for less than a day and get up and leave again. In her mind she knew what he was capable off but never did she have solid proof. She had sworn to herself, that until then she wouldn’t do anything drastic.
Proof first, then she’d react and act out accordingly. Her mother had taught her better than to stoop low to a man’s level. There was no reason why she’d have to do the same when there’s other ways of getting him to realize how painful his actions are. So instead she learned to channel her anger by working out.
That’s what she turned to. Calling her private trainer for a late session, she got ready and waited for him to arrive. Andre didn’t like the fact that she had a male trainer but she had argued her way out and won the fight. If he had a female trainer, why couldn’t she have a male trainer?
When the trainer arrived, they made their way to the indoor gym and began their session. Rebekah looked at the older man. He was tall at six feet, and was well built. He certainly did look good for his age, causing a quick fantasy to play in her mind.
His sweating body over hers while making her cry in pleasure was the only thing on her mind. She fantasized about him and her in more ways than one. The longer she thought about it the more she wished it would happen. Snapping herself out of it, she focused on her session.
Their session went a bit over an hour before she called it quits. As much as she wanted to continue to work out due to to her anger, her body muscles told her otherwise. Instead, she dismissed him and went to her room to get cleaned up.
As she grabbed one of his shirts, her phone began to ring. She picked it up without realizing who it was. But by the time she heard his voice it was too late.
"Baby listen." He said to her.
"Listen to what? You left me like some bitch you bust a nut in and I’m supposed to be okay with it?" Her Vietnamese accent was slowly starting to appear in her tone.
"Bekah listen to me. Please."
"No Andre. When you get home you can explain to me what it is you’re doing while you’re away. Until then, don’t talk to me." She hung up and harshly tossed her phone onto the bed. She had the urge to yell yet, she found herself throwing the pillows as a result of her anger.
Andre knew that it would piss her off so why did he do it? Why make it a big deal to come home, fuck her senseless, and then leave like she didn’t matter? That’s not how you treat the woman you swear you love.
While she questioned his motives, he angrily cleared the screen on his phone. Swiping his texts, he quickly sent her a text in hopes she’d read it. Little did he know, she was far from reading his texts. She didn’t want anything to do with him at the moment.
He still hadn’t realized what she was going through. Yes he loved her and would do anything for her, but he couldn’t change the fact that he had been away for an entire week and now was in San Francisco for work. He had tried to explain but she wasn’t having it. Then again, his only words to her were “I’m home,” and then proceeded to want to initiate sex with her.
Instead of worrying about his wife, he worried about his client. He had invested way too much to let it all slip away because of his wife’s jealousy.
As soon as he got to his destination he went on ahead with his plans. He wanted a quick stress reliever, so that’s what he did. Yet, his wife was at home trying to forget him for a few hours.
After her anger reliever, she sat on the bed and contemplated on what to do. Opting for a snack and some wine, she made her way to the kitchen. Grabbing some of the left over fruit salad from breakfast, and a glass of wine, she sat down to enjoy the late afternoon snack.
By the time she was done eating, it was almost 10 in the night. She had enjoyed a few glasses of wine which helped with her calm down. Even with a few drinks she can still think clearly.
She knew she didn’t have to do much in order to get Andre back for what he did. Never has been one to seek revenge, nor to do more than necessary for a man’s attention. Yet despite all of it, she knew she had to play her cards right with him. If she did want to leave, she did need her proof before getting up and leaving. No need in working to find it, it’d come to her when the time is right.
'Grown ups work things out.' Was her favorite line from a book she had read back when they got engaged. That line had resonated so much that it became the main reason why no sudden moves had been done in order to leave her husband. She wanted them to work through it but you can only work so hard on it before the rest comes undone.
Letting her thoughts swirl and then settle in her head, she went to her room and went to sleep. She’d only be torturing herself if she didn’t stop thinking about him.
Her fingertips massaged her temples lightly as she poured herself a tall glass of orange juice. She had slept through her night without a problem, but this morning she woke up with a headache. Too much stress was always the cause of her headaches. This time, just like most of the time, Andre was the cause.
One of the housemaids gave her a pill for the headache. She quickly took it and chased it down with her orange juice. Placing the glass down, she began to eat her crepes. She slowly ate all the while the pill slowly began to take effect.
While she ate her food, Andre was enjoying a quick morning ‘pick me up’ before his meeting. He enjoyed the company of other women when his wife wasn’t around. He loved his wife, that’s a fact, but that didn’t stop him from going behind her back.
He could swear up and down that he was away for business, but it was only partially true. Yet he had other plans before and after his meetings. If his wife was mad, then he could spare to stay a few more hours before going home.
Rebekah sat quietly as she went through her phone. She had a text from her sister asking if she wanted to join her for lunch. Not being in the mood to go out, she asked her to come over instead and they could have lunch out on the patio.
Her sister quickly agreed and let her know she’d arrive at 1. Since she was going to be home for lunch, she asked her chef to prepare their food. The man quickly agreed and took note of what they’d like to eat. Rebekah quickly informed him that a burger with fries, and some onion rings would be fine.
While that was taken care off, Andre had left for his meeting and was now in the process of closing a final clause in the contract. He was relaxed enough that the meeting went by quick.
He spoke about the clause and made sure to finally close the deal. As much as he was relaxed, the fact that it was a female client made the business meeting easier. ‘A little flirting never hurt when closing a deal’.
"I expect the best." She winked at Andre as she handed his pen back to him. He was sitting back comfortably on his chair in his San Francisco office. She moved her hair out of the way allowing her cleavage to come into his view. His tongue ran over his bottom lip while taking in the view of his client.
At forty, she was looking great. She had the body of a twenty year old who seemed to know a thing or two on how to please a man properly. Her breast and behind were more than he could ask for and he wanted it soon. If he played his cards right he might get exactly what he wanted.
"That’s all you’ll get." He winked at her before gathering his stuff.
"Good. That’s all I want." She leaned over and spoke close enough that he could feel her hot breath on his lips.
The ringing of her office phone brought her to her senses. Looking at the machine, he took the call and told them to call back later.
"So is that it?" She asked seductively.
"Not yet, I have one more thing." He said getting up from his desk. She looked at him for a brief moment as a mischievous smirk spread on his face. It didn’t take too long for him to get on with his plans.
Back at home, Bekah was sitting at the table with her sister. Rebekah told her how her week had been, and even mentioned how Andre had been away for a week. Her sister, Christina, couldn’t believe how her brother in law was acting.
"You’re probably over thinking." She told Rebekah before taking a bite from her burger.
"That’s what he has told me." Rolling her eyes, Bekah took a drink from the long Island ice tea.
"You know better than to go off on assumptions. So try to hatch it out. You know he loves you and you love him. All marriages have their rough spots but you’ll get through it."
"Ugh…hate that you do that to me." A small smile played on Rebekah’s lips when she spoke.
"You love it because you know it’s the truth."
"Whatever." Her words were followed by both of them laughing.
Their lunch continued to be full of laughter and constant chatter. Their chatter was usually followed by some snarkey comment about whatever topic they were on. It’s good to have a good laugh after a stressful weekend. That was why Rebekah didn’t mind inviting her sister over. She needed to let her feelings out and enjoy a laugh along with a few glasses of liquor.
**A/N: I’ll be posting on Wednesdays at noon. Expect an update from 12 to 1 PM (Pacific Standard Time). Enjoy (: