Roman look first at ir to see that she had a frosty look in her eyes. Just what had been going on here. Maybe he shouldn’t have left Jessica in herpany for so long. But he wanted to talk to hiswyer first before speaking to Jessica. Better to have all the facts in front of him beforehand, But Ashley, hiswyer, had been as surprised as him by the visit. But she had warned him to not promise anything until speaking to her first.
“Jessica? Please.” Roman used a hand gesture to invite her into his office. Not missing the smirk, Jessica gave ir as she moved away from her desk. She brushed against his body as she walked by him to enter his office. It took everything in him not to move away. He would not show her any emotion, but she left him cold, when once she had been able to set his body ame.
Roman mouthed to ir. “Wait for me.” Realizing toote they hadn’t spoken about traveling home together and now wasn’t the right time. She gave him a small nod. Satisfied, Roman closed the door to his office and faced his ex wife.
“Jessica.” was all he said. Nothing more. He would let her speak first. It was the best way when it came to his ex wife.
He eyed her while he waited. She was dressed to impress in a stylish blue dress that showcased her centerfold figure, which didn’t even move him. What he had felt for her was a young man’s lust, not love. The desire he had for ir was so much more. It had nearly killed him knowing she was going home every night to Dan. She wasn’t ready to hear about his feelings yet.
“You really need to find a new secretary, Roman. This one has a tendency to gossip. She was just telling me you had broken up with ire Robertson.”
Jessica started with an attack.
Interesting, thought Roman. He couldn’t help theugh that escaped. “Really, or was it because she wouldn’t give you any information? You are now trying to undermine her.” Roman knew ir wasn’t a gossip. She kept a very closed mouth about his business and personal life. It’s what made her <b>the </b>perfect secretary.
“Believe what you want. Don’t take my word for it.” Jessica shot back, pouting. Obviously upset, Roman didn’t buy her story.
Roman remained unmoved. “Let’s be honest here, Jessica. You are not one I would trust. You lost that right the day you started cheating on me.” Roman walked by her to lean on the front of his desk facing her, crossing his arms over his chest. “ir, on the other hand, has been an honest and loyal
employee for two years.”
“Is that all she is?” Jessica asked.
That was a little close forfort. Knowing ir wanted to keep it quiet for now, he schooled his features to give nothing away. “All my employees are more than just staff, Jessica, you know that.” He made sure his staff likeding to work. He knew everyone’s name at this office and made it his business to ask after their families. The only one he had stopped asking was ir, because he didn’t want to know about her life with Dan.
“Now, if you are here to only cause trouble, you know where the door is,” Roman added, hoping she would go.
Jessica sighed before saying, “Troy cheated on me.”
Roman couldn’t help it. He burst outughing.
This didn’t amuse Jessica because she got a stony look on her face before saying. “This isn’t funny Roman.”
Roman held up a finger to let her know to give him <b>a </b>second. Which he took to control his amusement. Before saying two words, he didn’t mean. “I’m sorry.” Only because it was the polite thing to do.
“Listen<b>, </b>can we have dinner? 1 really need someone to talk to.”
“Fuck no,” Was Roman’s instant reply. Plus, he had ns tonight with ir. He was nowhere near satisfying his lust for her. Every minute Jessica stayed here, the longer he had to wait.
“What?” His refusal clearly shocked her.
“Look Jessica, we are divorced, although feel for you right now because<b>, </b><b>as </b>you know<b>, </b>I have been in your shoes.” He left unsaid that she had put him there. “But the less time I spend with you<b>, </b>the better.”
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<b>She </b>then got <b>a </b>calcting look in her eyes, and her demeanor changed. Her next words told him she had gotten the wrong idea. <b>“</b><b>Because </b>you still love me<b>.</b><b>” </b>Jessica took a step towards him,ying a hand on his chest.
Roman quickly pushed her hand away. “Again fuck no, the very thought makes my skin crawl.”
“You’re a cruel bastard Roman.”
Roman lifted an eyebrow at her. “Why? Because I’m not falling for your bullshit.”
“Well, I thought because you are single right now and it looks like I’m no longer with Troy, we could, you know<i>…</i>” Jessica left the rest just hanging there
unsaid.
Roman smirked at her. She was not subtle at all. It was very obvious what she wanted from him. “What? Get back together? I would rather use my own hand than ever touch you again, Jessica.”
Jessica waved that away. “That’s hurt pride talking Roman. We had some very good times together.”
“Jessica, let’s get one thing straight. This isn’t hurt pride. I don’t want you. The only reason you are here now is money. You left me at the time for a richer man. It’s bad luck for you that after years of hard work, I could buy out Troy one hundred times over.”
“That isn’t true. I was lonely Roman. I really do love you. It took Troy’s cheating for me to realize it. What I gave up.” Jessica looked suitably annoyed by his usation.
Roman gave her a scornful look. “Cut the bullshit. You wanted a super rich husband. But poor you he never married you<b>, </b>did he Jessica? Instead, you got stuck getting your cheques from me every month and unfortunately for me, you kept myst name, hoping it would give you connections when Troy didn’t marry you.”
“Roman, please, I just want another chance to show you how much I love you. Please.” Jessica tried touching him again.
But he moved away, looking at the chesterfield he had made love to ir on. After being with ir, why would he ever feel the need to go back to Jessica? His ex didn’t hold a candle to ir. Maybe remembering making love to ir while he was in the same room as his ex wife was in poor taste. But
Fuck it.
He turned to face her again. “That boat has sailed and to be honest with you, I don’t think we would have made it, anyway. Even without your cheating? 1 would have given our marriage an expiry date, anyway.” God, he sounded like a heartless prick, but everything he said was true.
“How can you say that?” Fake tears filling her eyes.
“I told you one day you would regret your choice. I wasn’t wrong.” It was <b>as </b>close to a ‘I told you so,‘ as he was willing to get. Completely unmoved by her acting.
“Well, I need somewhere to stay. Can you lend me the estate until I sort out a new ce?” Jessica asked.
Roman stared at her in disbelief. “Hell no.”
“It’s not like you use it much. It’s no hardship on you. You mostly stay in the apartment above us.” She tried to reason.
“Jessica, you are no longer my wife or friend, for that matter. I pay you every month as per our divorce agreement<b>. </b>So <b>use </b>that money and figure <b>it </b>out for yourself. I’m <i>not </i>lending you anything.” He still had nightmares about the way she had decorated the ce when she was married to him. Jessica didn’t have very good taste. He hadpletely remodeled the ce since their divorce.
He thanked god every day that his father had insisted on a prenup. Because Jessica had tried everything to get her hands on more during the divorce. She hadn’t even realized how much the business had grown during their marriage<b>, </b>then exponentially after.
“Roman, I was your wife<b>.</b><b>” </b>
“Was‘ being the operative word. As in, no longer my wife,” Roman pointed out. “I have ns this weekend. I think <b><i>you </i></b>should leave. <b>I </b><b>have </b><b>ns </b><b>tonight </b>and they don’t include you.”
<b>Chapter </b><b>19 </b>
<b>She </b>then <b>got </b>a <b>calcting </b>took in her <b>eyes</b>, and her demeanor changed. Her next words told him she had gotten the wrong <b>idea</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Because </b><b>you </b><b>still </b><b>love </b>me<b>. </b>Jessica took <b>a </b>step towards him,ying a hand on his chest.
Roman quickly pushed her hand away. “Again fuck no, the very thought makes my skin crawl.”
“You’re a cruel bastard Roman.”
Roman lifted an eyebrow at her. “Why? Because I’m not falling for your bullshit.”
Well, I thought because you are single right now and it looks like I’m no longer with Troy, we could, you know<i>…</i>” Jessica left the rest just hanging there
unsaid.
Roman smirked at her. She was not subtle at all. It was very obvious what she wanted from him. “What? Get hand than ever touch you again, Jessica.”
Jessica waved that away. “That’s hurt pride talking Roman. We had some very good times together.”
back together? I would rather use my own
“Jessica, let’s get one thing straight. This isn’t hurt pride. I don’t want you: The only reason you are here now is money. You left me at the time for a richer man. It’s bad luck for you that after years of hard work, I could buy out Troy one hundred times over.”
“That isn’t true. I was lonely Roman. I really do love you. It took Troy’s cheating for me to realize it. What I gave up<i>.” </i>Jessica looked suitably annoyed <b>by </b>his usation.
Roman gave her a scornful look. “Cut the bullshit. You wanted a super rich husband, But poor you he never married you<b>, </b>did he Jessica? Instead, you got stuck getting your cheques from me every month and unfortunately for me, you kept myst name, hoping it would give you connections when Troy didn’t marry you.”
“Roman, please, I just want another chance to show you how much I love you. Please.” Jessica tried touching him again.
But he moved away, looking at the chesterfield he had made love to ir on. After being with ir, why would he ever feel the need to go back to Jessica? His ex didn’t hold a candle to ir. Maybe remembering making love to ir while he was in the same room as his ex wife was in poor taste. But
Fuck it.
He turned to face her again. <b>“</b>That boat has sailed and to be honest with you, I don’t think we would have made it, anyway. Even without your cheating? I would have given our marriage an expiry date, anyway.” God, he sounded like a heartless prick, but everything he said was true.
“How can you say that?” Fake tears filling her eyes.
“I told you <i>one </i>day you would regret your choice. I wasn’t wrong.<b>” </b>It was as close to a ‘I told you <i>so,</i><i>‘ </i>as he was willing to get. Completely unmoved by her acting.
“Well, I need somewhere to stay. Can you lend me the estate until I sort out a new ce?” Jessica asked.
Roman stared at her in disbelief. “Hell no.”
“It’s not like you use it much. It’s no hardship on you. You mostly stay in the apartment above us.<i>” </i>She tried to reason.
“Jessica, you are no longer my wife or friend, for that matter. I pay you every month as per our divorce agreement. So use that money and figure it out for yourself. I’m not lending you anything.” He still had nightmares about the way she had decorated the ce when she was married to him. Jessica didn’t have very good taste. He hadpletely remodeled the ce since their divorce.
He thanked god every day that his father had insisted on a prenup. Because Jessica had tried everything <b>to </b>get her hands on more during the divorce. She hadn’t even realized how much the business had grown during their marriage<b>, </b>then exponentially after.
“Roman<b>, </b>I was your wife<b>,</b><b>” </b>
“Was<b>‘ </b>being <b>the </b>operative word. As in<b>, </b>no longer my wife,” Roman pointed out. “I have ns this weekend. I think you should leave<b>. </b><b>I </b>have <b>ns </b><b>tonight </b>
they don’t include you.”
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<b>Why </b><b>are </b><b>you </b><b>being </b>like <b>this</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>Jessica asked.
Because<b>, </b>ex <b>wife</b>, <b>I </b>don’t care what you do anymore. It wasn’t nice seeing you again. Please <b>don’t </b>do this often<b>, </b><b>if </b><b>at </b><b>all</b>.” He then <b>lifted </b><b>hand </b><b>and </b><b>pointed </b><b>to </b><b>the </b><b>door</b>. <b>“</b>The way out is that way.”
Jessica red <b>at </b>him for a full minute. She had trulye here thinking he was going to take her back or lend her his estate. He <b>could </b>see <b>she </b><b>couldn’t </b>understand why he wasn’t falling all over himself to help her.
<b>“</b><b>You </b>will regret this Roman.” Jessica said as she marched to the door<b>, </b>swinging it open.