Chapter 22

Tobias

After celebrating my mom’s birthday, I get a late-night phone call to handle a situation at one of my hotels and reluctantly leave Hannah’s side. I had hoped to spend the night with her. Hold her and just… talk about the future?

Is that silly?

She is my wife, but our relationship is fake, so perhaps she wouldn’t like it if I cuddled with her. I could tell her it’s part of our contract, but that would be a lie. The truth is that I want to touch her….

“I thought you had left by now.”

I look up from my laptop and look at Sarah. “No, we have a customer that needs a refund and more because one of our hotel workers didn’t realize their importance… it’s a pain in the ass. They demanded I talk with them as they threatened to change the hotel chain for their company if they weren’t contacted by the CEO themselves…”

“Ouch, that does sound like a pain…” Sarah grimaces and closes the door behind her. It makes me raise an eyebrow, but I don’t ask about the door. She must have something private to tell me.

I look back at my screen. “What do you want, Sarah?”

“Have Daniel spoken to you?” 1

Ah. So that is what this is about… I should have figured. I know what Sarah wants now, but I play dumb anyway. Anything to get under her skin. “About?”

“That I never actually cheated on you,” she whispers in a soft tone, and when I glance up from my screen, her eyes are filled with tears. “I made a huge mistake, Tobias… I wanted your reaction, and it was childish of me, but… maybe you can forgive me?” 1

I scan her face for lies or dishonesty, and I sigh heavily in my seat when I find none. As much as I hate to admit it, Sarah is speaking the truth. She was always a terrible liar. Those tears? They always appear after she admits to having done something terrible.

“Look, Sarah,” I speak in a calm tone. “I can tolerate and work with you in the same place as you, but I won’t take you back.”

“Why not?”

I almost want to laugh. “Are you serious?” I ask in an accusing tone. For a woman so bright, she can be somewhat braindead at times. “I’m a married man-I have a new wife, and I won’t cheat on her.”

As I say those words, I realize two things: the first is that the thought of cheating on Hannah makes me want to throw up in a bucket. The second thing is that I’m now beginning to understand that I’m falling for my fake wife because why else would I be uncomfortable at the thought of sleeping with my ex-wife? “You actually like her?” Sarah’s voice is filled with disbelief, and her hands are already fingering over the white bands of her bra. I glare at her shoulders, not because I’m turned on, but because I’m pissed off. “If you take off your bra, I will call security and have them drag you out of my office,” I growl.

know you wouldn’t do that, but I like hearing the threat from your lips,” she leans forward and place a manicured hand over mine, then winks at me. “I can play your game and be

my seat, horrified because her hand is going higher up my arm,

Tobias… you’re such

a moan rips up Sarah’s throat, and that’s when some of my control returns. But I didn’t lose it because I’m turned on. I just never thought I would be sexually harassed by my

touch, and Sarah’s eyes widen. They are filled with lust, and I can

have a feeling Sarah won’t stop no matter what I tell her,

the universe when she moans. “Why did you stop touching me? You could never keep your hands off me in the past. Come on, don’t you want to

what is going on, Sarah takes off her shirt and loses her bra with it. She is sitting in the chair topless now, wearing only a black skirt

woman I want. I force my eyes away, and to

“Why won’t you look at me, Tobias? Is it because you’re harder for me than

new wife?”

I focus on something on one of my bookshelves. It kind of looks

Shit.

look back at Sarah, studying her features. Is she filming this? No. I doubt Sarah would do that. She is

has risen from her seat. She walks over to me, smiling until she

not… but

sigh escapes my lips. “I’m sorry, but I really do love my new wife,” I look over at the bookshelf, nodding at the phone. “You’re not the one filming

see the terror on her face, which tells me what I need to know: she is not the one filming this. She looks distraught, probably because whoever placed the phone in the bookcase has seen

I press the button underneath my desk again to signal

didn’t place that phone there?”

out the phone with sullen eyes. She stares at the screen, wet her lips, and looks

Sarah says and clicks on the screen, probably to stop it from recording. She then walks over to me, handing me the phone. “It’s no longer recording… but… I suggest you ask your assistant what trick she tried to

breathing and the anger on her face suggest she is

her?” Sarah asks. “Your new

lips curl by the corners. I can’t tell Sarah the truth and say I don’t know yet. It can’t be revealed that I married Hannah out of revenge rather than love, but… I can tell her

the truth. I never expected myself to care this

least she doesn’t cry, rage at me, or do something else stupid. She considers my words and then licks her lips without seeming bothered by her

going to be hurting her back, Tobias. After what I

as she walks out of my office. That confidence she just showed me and

had her chance to stand right by me, and she messed

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